With forty-eight imperial tools, I just want to rely on myself

In the end, Tongren, Ayena still did not choose to go to the world immediately, and they first found Kasid.

At the end of the "Elf War" mission, the "Dark Elf" guarded the six secret keys, while the "Forest Elf" and the "Different Elf" branches were temporarily crouch.

The total returns said that the war is a temporary end, and the Kasale, who is a knight is also idle.

Because Kasi Mel has also got the Queen's award, now there is even a "Baron", don't ask why women are also called Baron.

Tongren and Yasina they went to Kasid Mel to play, Lingze didn't follow, because he also had his own things.

"[World Crossing Card] has been used.

Get random world "blade". "

With the feelings of familiarity, Lingze is a black and clear, and his figure is coming to a new world.

"The blade of the ghost ... is another world of people ..."

Standing in the dark forest, Lingzhu felt.

"However, the problem of this world is very good, just kill a ghost dance is not full."

Lingze has released his own knowledge, first of all, it is necessary to find out where it is here, and what time is it.

According to reason, it should be a plot to start, or have not started yet, if it hasn't started, then he can catch a rescue of a rescue

At this time, the mountains were in the mountains and were still snowing, and this environment was aroused some memories of "the blade of the ghost".

"Um?"

Let go of the knowledge, Lingze quickly captured the angry and flare in this mountain, there is a person in not far, or said, is the only one nearby, the candlelight in the family is in the night of the night. It is very warm in it.

"It seems that you have come."

Three steps in three steps, the breathing spans the mountains before the house, this is a small wooden house, and there is a lot of firewood in the yard.

"Excuse me, is someone at home?"

Lingzhu knocked knocking the door, and it is of course someone, and it is still a living person, not as bad as the stove-gun charcoal is coming back.

I heard the knock on the door, as well as the question of Lingze, the fun of the boy from the house was stopped at an instant.

"May I ask you are?"

A voice with a vigilant woman came, the owner of the family did not open the door, and even picked up the weapon.

Lingze can understand this, if a woman with five children, I met a strange man knocked on the night in the middle of the night, that is the most correct choice.

Unfortunately, the stove door sunflower is too kind, or says that the stove door is so, there is no such a kind mother, it is difficult to cultivate good children from the stove-fighting charcoal.

"I've been a pedestrian, too dark, and I still have snow, I have no lighting tools, I have been driving a day, I am too tired, can you ask you here? If there is a lighting tool, Please be sure to sell me, I won't bother for a long time. "

Lingze is just a reason, listening to it is not very reliable, but mainly highlighting a hard, pitiful, he knows that the stove Men's sun should be to open the door.

Sure enough, with the "", the door was opened.

The appearance is a standard neon woman, she is wearing purple city meat prints, outside the white square long clothes, long hair, take a low low after head, I have a white head towel on my head It is featured that there is a small mole in the mouth, a pair of purple big eyes are puzzled.

"Why did you ran to the mountain so late?"

The stove-gangli branch asked, this is really quite strange, because the stove family has not been a long time, there is no guest visit, this mountain is usually not moving, not to mention it is still so late.

"I am not locally, don't understand the situation."

Lingze laughed and replied.

"Look at it is really not too like."

The stove door is nodded, and she warys some of them, because the image of Lingze, temperament is there, where he is standing, it is not like a bad person.

"Who is it? Who is it?"

A small head squeezed out of the door, it is a small doll of flat head.

"Mao, come back!"

However, it is still awkward to answer, and that small head is awkward.

That is a hairstyle similar to the stove-gun charcoal, and there is also a boy with tears. It is only a little bit better than the stove-gun charcoal, and it will grow into a man.

"Zhu Xiong, Mao, don't make trouble."

The stove door of the stove said two boys, then he looked at Lingze. After hesitating, she still made the door, chose to let Lingze in the roast fire, after all, the wind outside outside is really A little big.

After entering the house, Lingze saw five children in the house.

The biggest, nature is the stove door, the beans, she is disabled, the color is cute, and it is very gentle to Lingze.

In the stove door, be beans, it is also a girl, she wants to be slightly small, appearance and stove door, but smaller and more lovely.

The small flat head of the probed was stove Mangao, pulled him is the stove monk, the smallest stove door is too lying on the bed.

"It's a lively family."

Lingzhu felt a sentence, such a family, although the days have worked hard, but they are warm and happy.

"Yes, the family is more."

The stove door is laughing and answering, although a person has six children, but she doesn't feel hard, six children are very sensible, the son has begun to help her share the pressure, the life of the stove door will be increasing The better.

"There are many people in my family."

Lingzhu sat down under the arrangement of the stovemen, there was a strong stove in the house, dispersing the cold outside.

"There are many brothers and sisters very happy."

The stove door sunflower is a gentle person. She speaks for fine and breath, the burden of life does not have a pressure of her back.

"No, I only have a sister."

Lingzhu smiled and waved, he could not so many brothers and sisters, but there were a few wives and children.

"?"? "

The stove door is stunned, she is a bit unbelief, because Lingze looks very young, it feels more than her big son is not a few years old, completely like a father.

Long young. "

Lingze explained, which made the stove door sunflower branched lips, she was a little screaming, but laughing and not polite.

"Please have a bowl of hot soup."

After the Lingze came in, the stove door that disappeared suddenly appeared, and she had a bowl of hot and hot soup.

"thanks."

Lingze took Tang Dao.

"Sorry, the guest is not surprising."

For those who can only call the guests with such a clear soup, the stove door sunflower bran is very embarrassed, and the stove door is also equally.

"Don't make this, I am very embarrassed to bother you so late."

Lingzhu hurriedly waved, to tell the truth, such a family, let him see death without it.

"What about your family?"

Lingze asked, according to reasoning, this weather and stove-fighting Kechang are not at this point, it should be uncommon.

"He went to the town to sell carbon, it may be a bit delayed."

The stove door is still concerned about this problem, but charcoal is often going to go to the mountain. She is not worried about what is difficult to encounter under the mountain under the mountain.

Lingze is determined, then it should be this day, just don't know when the ghost dance is not a guy who came over.

"Mr. Lingze, if you don't mind, please rest in the fire, I will just sleep very late, because I am worried that charcoal will suddenly come back."

After drinking hot soup, the stove door sunflower branch took the initiative to say to Lingze, one is to see that Lingze doesn't seem to leave, the second is that the wind is so big outside, she is not so embarrassed to catch the Lingze, three is her inde Waiting for the first-class charcoal.

"Thank you very much, my lady."

Lingzhu naturally can't be so stayed, he still have to wait for the ghost dance from the investment.

So Lingze is very paralyzed to lying down on the grass pad next to the stove, and a look at a good rest.

The stove door, the moon, this Lingzhi is really interesting, it is very polite, but it is very unfair, it should not be ordinary people.

Of course, see the knife on Lingze know that he will not be a civilian people, just like a calorie, we must know that since 1876, the Meiji government was introduced, neon except for the army and police. You must not carry weapons.

In fact, if Lingzhu only takes a stick knife, he still can't see anything, but he is equipped with the love of Kao Tong, which is a genuine too knife.

Inner house, the stove door is not stealing, although she is young, the appearance of Lingze is indeed attractive.

"Flower, come to sleep."

The stove door is helpless, the sister is helpless.

The stove door is also listening, she climbed the bed.

"Sister, is it a warrior?"

The stove monk is still interested in Lingze, and she asked her sister with a big eye.

The stove door is awkward, and then some uncertain say:

"I don't know, there should only be those story legend? Isn't it already issued a waste knife?"

The stove door is uncertain, and he doesn't understand these.

Dangdang. "

Just when the sister said whispers, the door outside was knocked again, which made the stove door frown.

Although it is right outside today, it is right, but it will not suddenly run out so many people come to break.

It is usually no one, because there is a legend about "ghost", very few people in the big night will go outside.

"Which?"

Outside the door, the sound of the stove door sunflower sounded, she was obviously a bit helpless, she knew that it was not charcoal to return, because if it is charcoal, he will shout.

The stove door is going to look out, and the stove door is pulled her.

"Pedestrians passing by, hiding snow."

A gentle sound came from outside the door.

The stove door is mined, she looked at the Lingze sitting.

Lingze also looked at her, but she was shrugged helplessly.

"It seems to squeeze it."

Lingzhu smiled and interested, but he was feeling "finally".

The stove door is open, and there is a man standing outside the door.

That is a black hair, tall, skin color, pale, young man with a plum-eyed eyebrow eyebrow.

"Hello."

The man is polite, then looks at Lingze, because the waist of the Lingze is equipped with a knife.

"Please come."

The stove door sunflower did not pay attention to the change of the ghost dance, she let the opening plan to ask this look that is not a light man coming in to roast the fire.

And Lingze, he already stood up, looking at the ghost dance in justice, the eyes got a ghost dance, because the eyes were full of contempt.

"What happened? Mr.?"

I didn't move the ghost dance, and I asked strangely.

Her doubts, Mr. Lingzhi and the doctors outside this do you know? Why are they like two?

"fine."

The ghost dance is cold, and he is actually just a time, I want to test a ghost that can make it unfarest, and I didn't expect to meet a strange guy.

This strange guy gave him an inexplicable familiarity. He didn't feel a slave gas from this guy or even kill.

"...!"

The ghost dance is suddenly strong. He seems to think of what I think of, and the last person who has this feeling is still the country!

At that time, he thought that his Friendship of the knife was just an ordinary swordsman. The result was almost hacked by the guy.

The experience of being used to be hacked by the bottom card, which created the current ghost dance, and the earlier, he was very open, but I didn't expect someone to hurt him.

Of course, after following the country, he felt that he was.

"!"

The more you want the ghost dance, no longer wait, he directly attacked the stove of the stove in front of his eyes and the Lingze next to it.

To be honest, although Lingze gave him a very similar to the country, but the ghost dance was not confident that Lingze had the strength of the country, because after the death of the country, he personally came to attack. The ghost killing team at the time, and thoroughly eradicated a swordsman who understood the way of using the "day of breathing", and broke the inheritance of "breathing".

"!"

A musterity, ghost dance, no tragic.

It's not just a ghost dance, and the stove door is also stunned, because she suddenly saw two nauseaful meat stabbed on the ground, from the man's hand in front of the man.

"Please return, the lady of the stove, this guy will give it to me."

The only thing that didn't be stunned, the sound broke, and the stove door sunflower nature was naturally reflected, and the expression on his face was frightened, doubtful.

"Your guy ... Who?"

The ghost dance is not enough, he is not particularly panicked, because he can feel that the swordsman in front of me is not "breathing of the day", then he didn't threaten him, because he didn't cut his head. Garbage.