My Heroic Life

"By the way, the ring is not in my hand! Damn, what should I do?"

Morgan thought about the ring for a while. The ring is in Altria's hands, which is equivalent to the initiative in Altria's hands. Now if you tell her where Yin Lan is, what is most likely to happen?What would you do if you were in Altria's position?

Will he restore his memory immediately?No, no, the safest way is to find an opportunity to parachute in front of him immediately, and then take him away directly by virtue of his supreme power position, and do everything possible to make him fall in love with himself, after a night of mutual affection Get married directly, and let him restore his memory when he wears the ring.

What if he and Morgan are still in love?The love between the two lives and the responsibilities and obligations, Morgan could not turn over even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he could only grit his teeth and do his junior year, and he might not be able to succeed.

"No! Absolutely not!"

The witch became more horrible as she thought about it, and she made up her mind that she would never reveal the news to Altria. Although the real Altria shouldn't be so great, in case, Morgan could not take the risk.

"Yes, yes, we must first stabilize Nightingale."

The witch panted, thinking about coping with the stubborn head nurse's rhetoric. After a long time, a reply letter that could catch up with the essay was finally written, roughly meaning:

I read your letter. The patient’s soul is very strange. I decided to study it as a new subject. You give me his name and address first, and I may come to check it in person. You can just ignore the rest. My reply is just fine. In addition, the research on the soul involves personal privacy. It is good for the two of us to know this. Don't disclose it to the outside world. I believe in your professional ethics.

Looking at the professional ethics emphasized at the end of the article, Morgan estimated that Nightingale's mouth could be blocked, and the remaining problems were British domestic affairs.

Morgan was ready to steal the home first. Before Altria had received the news, she had to grasp the intelligence, cultivate her feelings, and try to restore her memory.

So the first thing to solve is the disappearance of the enchantress. Altria is not a fool. Morgan, who asks about the progress of the matter every day, is suddenly no longer anxious. This is also a problem, and the most important thing is that she has a godly talk. Merlin, the dog's head soldier, has a big problem with his eyes.

Do you want to poke blind?

Morgan thought for a long time and felt that he needed to act.

That night, the British demon Ji Morgan rushed into Merlin's house with tears in his eyes, and directly brought out Merlin, who was wearing a nightcap and chatting with a woman from the bed.

"The thread of the Gospel Council is broken, what should I do?"

"This, there is no way for now."

"Then is there any new progress in your search?"

"This, not for the time being."

"Then do you have a good way?"

"This one......"

Merlin just wanted to answer, when a strong wind blew around him, a sickle rubbed his head and pierced the wall directly.

"Don't tell me that there is no more!"

Morgan yelled in tears, as if you can't tell a one, two or three today, don't think about it. Merlin looked at the trembling sickle handle and swallowed, knowing that if you don't fudge her today, he The plan for picking up girls in the next month is over.

But the question is about that person, Merlin really couldn't see it. The Magician of Flowers was thinking about how to speak, but Morgan took the initiative to send in a direction of guidance.

"You said, is it more likely to be closer, and there is hope in Europe, right?"

The witch’s eyes looked at Merlin with a fragile look. The experienced flower magician immediately knew how to deal with this look. When a woman showed this look, she only hoped to get an affirmative answer, and she was anxious to save her life. Of course it is obligatory.

He stood up and said with a serious face:

"Of course! I suggest you go there around!"

Chapter 75: Undoubtedly Death

In the Iberian Peninsula, the magical realm, which was originally lively and extraordinary, was ploughed by the search team of the trial court and returned to calm. The place just after the disaster has almost become a no-man’s land. The lively bay in the past was completely sealed off. The monster hunters and related trading companies who are going in and out are still watching, and no one wants to be the first person to eat crabs.

And under this uninhabited sea, on the seabed that no one knows about, a huge python is traveling in the water, and its huge body swims toward the deep water area on top of the sand and rocks along the seabed.

Compared with it, the huge monsters in the demon realm are like docile little fishes. It goes wild like this until it finds what it wants in the depths of the seabed, which is a strangely textured area sinking in the seabed. Roland and others had landed before and defeated the dark island of Hestaya on it.

But because of the thick fog at the time, what they all didn’t notice was that it was actually not a small island, but a part of a huge object out of the sea. The black ground was not rock, but countless human beings. Fossil-like things formed by accumulation of nails.

It was part of the broken hull, and in the beginning, it was named Najirfa.

The huge python approached the black hull a little bit. It drew the blood of the gods in the body to resonate with the behemoth in the myth. A part of the hull shrank in the resonance, and was eventually swallowed by the python and swam far away.

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In Asaph City, the base of Frostflame Hand, in the luxurious living room where the indoor temperature is close to zero, the cold-faced silver-haired woman is quietly turning through the book. Her light blue pupils are quiet, her face is young, but her eyes It seems to contain the old wisdom accumulated over the years.

The door was pushed open, a cold wind blew, and two men in military uniforms walked in. They both had silver hair, but the difference was that one had long hair like frost, and the other had a color like wild animal fur.

The two men were wearing military uniforms of the highest general specification, but the woman sitting in a chair reading a book had no intention of getting up to greet each other. She continued to flip through the book until the two of them found their seats, and adjusted the device terminal connection. On the Egyptian front, a red-haired man appeared on the screen.

At this point, the people were all there, and the woman reading finally raised her eyes and looked at the three faces in front of her.

The tall man with frosty silver hair was named Lydon Williams, the leader of the Frost Giant. Isaac, the red-haired man on the Egyptian front, was the commander of the Flame Giant, and the one lying on the side doing nothing was from the Den of the Beast. Boss Fenry, the devil wolf.

In a small room, the leaders of the two factions of the Clan Union gathered. Now the leaders of the two factions who have reached a union are rarely gathered together, of course, not for tea and chat, but for the wisest person in the Union— "Prophet" Miss Mimir discusses the major events that have happened one after another in the recent period.

Mimir put down the book, looked around at the three most powerful people in front of Frostflame Hand and Beast's Lair, and said a thoughtless word.

"It's him, he is back after half a century."

The three people in the room did not speak for a while, but were thinking about something. After a long time, Leiden spoke first.

"Hestaya is dead, our strength is further weakened this time, and the problem with Najirfa..."

"Najirfa, I have sent someone to recycle it, let's talk about Roland first."

Fenrey, with gray fur hair, grinned and opened his fangs, and first asked about the first focus of the meeting.

"How strong is he?"

"It's very strong, the specifics are not clear for the time being, but I'm afraid only Isaac will have the chance to defeat him."

Mimir faintly uttered his own speculation, and Leiden and Fenry were speechless for a while, only the red-haired man on the screen raised his eyebrows and spoke with interest.

"Oh? Could such a strong man be born in that era? Human Li was still very weak at that time."

"I don't know why he is so powerful. In fact, I doubt that he is considered a hero, but you can also tell from Walklord's carefulness. This kind of person who has led an era always has its own characteristics. ."

"Maybe, then, shall we do it?"

Leiden pointed to the core of the problem, the other three did not reply, each weighing the pros and cons in their hearts.

"Since Walklord returned, we have been passive. He has weakened our power a little bit."

Fenray bit his mouth full of fangs as he spoke, seeming to want to devour the flesh and blood of the person in the conversation.

"The most important thing is that we are not his opponent, that monster, what has he done in these years?"

Leiden and Isaac frowned. As the strongest in the giant system, the two naturally experienced the horror of Walklord. The kind of pressure that made people hardly resist the thought of, representing a decisive gap between the two sides.