My Heroic Life

"My lord, you and Gao Wenqing are familiar with each other?"

"It's really familiar."

Yin Lan looked at the sky, and the increasingly gloomy sky prompted him to speed up the pace of the return journey. In the magical realm of isolation, the night was more dangerous than the day.Humans have poor vision at night, but nocturnal monsters have many cases of sneak attacks at night.

"Back then, funding was tight, and we slept in a bed."

He answered casually, but the apostle recruit beside him was extremely excited.

"Oh! That's a rare experience! Please be sure to talk about it in detail!"

In detail?say what?body weight?

Gao Wen was tall and handsome, with a slender figure, but only a few people and a certain fairy horse knew how unreasonable this guy's muscle density was.

"That night, he turned over and almost crushed me to death."

Yin Lan looked at the setting sun and muttered, as if recalling the fear of being almost crushed.

"Pressed together, unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

Surprisingly, the apostle recruits who heard the words had some strange reactions, and he suddenly trembled, his face flushed as if he had been beaten with blood, and his eyes started to emit strange light.

"..."

"grown ups?"

"...You are the apostle of the former Knight Lancelot, right"

The name of the Forbidden Knight was mentioned so easily that the apostle recruit was taken aback, and then frankly admitted:

"Yes, my lord, you have a good memory."

Sure enough, does purple gather gays?You really deserve to be a soldier of England and Gay Lan.

"If you can be assigned to Lancelot, your grades in the school outside should be very good." Yin Lan turned to look at the handsome young man in front of him, and couldn't think of how he took the path of philosophy. Yes, but this does not prevent Yin Lan from sending blessings.

"Congratulations on becoming a member of the Violet Gay Group."

I respect you for contributing to the cause of the majority of British males leaving the singles, and in the future, you may find like-minded companions to achieve better results.

"I, I'm not gay."

It was too dark, Yin Lan couldn't see Qingbing's face, but the sudden decrease in volume, slightly graceful figure, and resentful tone made him shiver.

"Haha, don't mind, I'm talking nonsense, we all call the apostles under Lancelot's gay guys."

The recruit seemed to be relieved after hearing what Yin Lan said. He quickly recovered his condition and asked the old senior in front of him: "My lord, do the apostles of the Knights of the Round Table have a different nickname?"

"Yes, for example, Mordred's apostle is called a nanny, Gawain's apostle is called a breeder, and Tristan's apostle is called an audience."

Yin Lan enthusiastically instilled all kinds of misconceptions into the recruits. We didn't mention anything above. We were only Yin Lan. The apostle recruits who got popular science had no doubt at all, but listened with relish.

"What about the king's apostle?"

The recruits followed Yin Lan's steps through a piece of grass, and over the hillside in front, the two of them could see the temporary station when they set off. He had to hurry up and ask what he was interested in.

"Spare food... ahem!"

The Lord Knight mentioned the stag that had slipped a little from his back, then turned his head and said to the recruit with a serious face, "I mean the Knights."

"Oh, this way, this is really a good name."

The recruit sighed, holding the long sword in his hand, and staying on the ground as a trekking pole, barely catching up with Yin Lan who was accelerating ahead.

The sun has completely set at this time, far away from the civilization of the mountains, the darkness is like pouring ink, quickly invading everything around, the sound of the wind blowing weeds seems to be louder, vigorously winding tree branches like a Only stretched hands to the sky.

The apostle recruits stopped speaking in this mysterious environment, and the young man who had not been on the battlefield a few times followed the veteran in front of him tremblingly, but almost bumped into Yin Lan, who had stopped.

"grown ups?"

"..."

The question was not answered. The recruit took a step to the side and stood side by side with Yin Lan. On the top of the mountain with a good view, he saw the temporary camp burning in the distance.

"You look good here." Yin Lan put down the deer, turned around and took the long sword in the hands of the panicked apostle recruits, and pinned it to the left and right waists separately from the black knives he had stolen before.

"I'll be back after a lap."

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ps: Another day of stand-alone!La la la~

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Chapter 5: Enemies hit by iron, camps of flowing water

The ether buzzed, magic power entangled, and the gorgeous armor covered Yin Lan's slightly thin body.

He looked at the apostle recruit next to him, and found that the latter was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, his bright eyes revealed the intent to fight, as if he wanted to say something.

Sure enough, the battle-tested knight sighed.

The apostles who have just entered the battlefield are like this. They have undergone systematic training in schools outside, and more than ten years of study have allowed them to establish self-confidence. When they gain the seed of magic power and become the possessor of extraordinary power, it is inevitable. Will be agitated by the blood surging in his chest, rush to the battlefield, eager to become one of the warriors who are praised.

However, the young corpses were always brought back.

Until they have experienced the joy of a big victory and endured the pain of defeat, they will find that magic is only a ticket to this land.On the battlefield, they are no different from their parents who are waiting for news of the victory in front of the TV at home.

——All are mortals.

"Stay here, this is an order."

Yin Lan turned his head and no longer looked at those eyes that were shining with expectation, and added another sentence to extinguish the burning flames in the chest of the apostle recruits, and then straightened the clothes in the magic armor, and stepped toward the distance filled with smoke and disaster. Footsteps.

step.

The air waves are surging and the wind blows.

The apostle recruit blinked his eyes, and when he opened it again, he felt that he might be dazzled.

The Knights of the Round Table, who was still within reach, disappeared in front of him. Even if he knew the direction of Yin Lan's advancement and looked up, he still couldn't find any trace.

"It turns out that the adults have been retaining strength, alas, the gap is too big."

The apostle recruit sighed, sat on the hillside with a deer in one hand, and began investigating the nearby enemy.