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The two maidens walked along the path flooded with comfortable light, and on the left she was silent, her hands folded in front of her were covered by a wooden shackle with a hole in the middle, the shackles were heavy, and blessed with an inscription of magical bondage, and she could only bow her waist like a prisoner.

The girl walking in front seemed to be very interested, constantly saying something in her mouth, and making jokes about the girl behind her who was wearing a modern dress that did not match her, but the girl who was like a prisoner was not in such a mood.

Footsteps, stopped!

Four women appeared in front of them.

"Miss Long...... Miss Desley......"

Xi Qi Taoer had a dry mouth, looking at the four women in front of her, no, it may be a little inconsistent to say that it is four, a sixteen-year-old girl wearing a short black skirt and a silver crown on her head and a silver-haired woman with a mature military temperament walked towards the Mai next door girl in the middle at the same time, blurring and transforming, and the three of them became one.

The faces of the three are the same, the difference is temperament. The three temperaments are harmonious and unified, and she has become a woman with a little coldness in her gentleness, Wu Long, a martial saint powerhouse.

"Fang Hong is too sloppy, if you are just asked to go back, you will definitely not have good fruit to eat. ”

"So here we are!"

Wu Long and Daisley each said their intentions.

"All of you who have returned from the wings, I, the sect master of the ancestral vein of the human mountain realm, can you ask to see you. ”

Wu Longtan's mouth opened slightly, and her voice was as clear and melodious as a yellow bird out of the valley, and she did not use her usual cold tone, because she also knew that the current 'Return of the Winged' should be in a panic and riot.

Although they won the war against the city of learning and successfully destroyed all the facilities of the city, in the same way, the 'Tonatiu' bred on the 'Serpent of the Sun' was taken away, and the leader of the Winged Ones wanted to gain the power of Tonatiu and become the 'sun god' himself, and they completely lost the capital to confront the Holy See......

Wu Long and Daisley continued to wait in place after finishing speaking, and they were not too anxious, they knew what to do if the rest of the 'Return of the Winged' were smart.

“…… Then welcome the Sect Master. ”

"Siqi Tori, Siqi Taoer, you bring the sect master in......"

This shows the cleverness of the high-level of the 'Return of the Winged', it seems that Siqitaoer and this Sect Master Miss are familiar with each other, if they still treat Xiqitaoer as a prisoner after they have already greeted them, it will be naked and slap them in the face again, if 'Tonatiu' is really born, it's okay, even if you don't give them face.

It's a pity that there is no if, assuming that no more 'Tonatiou' disappears, the current 'Return of the Winged' is not qualified to confront the two 'saints' powerhouses head-on.

"Please, please come in ......"

Xi Qi Tori opened the shackles that Xi Qi Taoer was carrying, and the heavy wooden shackles smashed on the ground, even smashing a piece of the ground, Wu Long glanced at it and shrugged his shoulders, this thing should weigh forty kilograms.

It may not be a big deal for a martial artist, but for a pure magician who practices necromancy, this burden is not insignificant.

Just as Sikitori spoke, the left and right walls of the straight path under their feet suddenly began to move slowly into the depths......

What was originally just a road became more spacious in an instant, and the walls shrank inward and adjusted in a stepped state...... Gradually, a huge staircase appeared in front of them.

"What a huge project!"

Wu Long looked at the stone stairs that spread out left and right, and couldn't help but say with emotion.

If you really want to compare it, this space looks like a public lecture hall in a university......

At the end of the staircase appeared three gray-haired old men, dressed in distinctive national costumes and with piercing eyes, who walked down the stairs and passed through the shadows that appeared one after another, and thus came to Wu Long and Daisley's side.

"Welcome, mighty 'saints'!"

The two girls stretched.

"Looks like our punishment should be much lighter? ”

"Hmm!"

"Do you know what they're here for?"

……

School City, 2nd School District.

A huge passenger plane whizzed over the head of Aho Huangquanchuan, its height was constantly falling, and the location it was going to should be the international airport in the 23rd school district.

Huang Quanchuan Aiho was affected by the roar of the passenger plane for a second, and similarly, the muzzle of the DA company guard wearing a black mask on his head was also deflected, and he was also affected a little, years of training made Huang Quanchuan catch this short moment of flaw, she instantly deceived herself, and the shield in her hand hit the black mask's body hard, knocking down the gun in his hand to the eight-legged mecha......

A series of accurate and rapid continuous attacks, Huang Quanchuan, as a woman, naturally knows where the biggest point of a man is.

She quickly got up and kicked her leg.

The black mask that was attacked immediately bowed down and hid, but he forgot that he still had a 'hostage' behind his back!

The black bag fell on the top of the shell of the eight-legged mecha, and the rope tied to the belt shook open, revealing a smooth and slender arm that belonged to a young girl.

"Dead Man...... You guys!"

"It's unforgivable garbage!"

The anger in Huang Quanchuan Aiho's heart was completely ignited, after all, the information was just a story, when the real reality appeared around, the surging anger in Huang Quanchuan's heart was about to burn everything, she no longer kept her hand, and slapped the shield in her hand fiercely on the head of the sniper who lifted his colleague's skull away, and directly smashed him off the mecha.

The heavy shield gathered its strength, and the woman's long hair slapped against the other man's face, the hair whipped into his eyes like a leather whip, and scarlet blood flowed down his black-masked right eye like a stream, and the wounded eye criss, the rifle in his hand casually shot around.

Huang Quanchuan Aiho lay down on her back, hugged the black bag, and covered herself with a bulletproof shield.

……

The huge eight-legged mecha has powerful firepower, flowing bullets pouring down, and from time to time there are invisible fluctuations that seem to distort everything, twisting several unlucky guards, including cars, together, their bodies are pulled into pieces, and pools of warm blood are scattered on the concrete floor at will.

"The difference in firepower is too much, damn it, what about reinforcements!"

Although the casualties have exceeded a third, none of these guards, who are actually 'teachers', have retreated, even if they know that their current firepower is not the opponent of this eight-legged mecha, even if there is only one person left, they will not retreat.

If they all retreat, what will happen to the children who don't even have weapons in their hands?

Already desperate!

If the army is fighting in a group, when the number of casualties exceeds one-third of the total, then the army may face the result of the soldiers fleeing or even a total rout. However, these 'teachers' and guards, who have not been rigorously trained, would rather use their bodies to resist than retreat, and what supports them is the safety of those 'children'......

"Hey, the front line is at war with large robots, and the current equipment is really powerless, please send rocket vehicles to ...... reinforcements"

"......"

Then, a crisp girlish voice was heard.

"Huh?"