Twisted melons aren't sweet?

No, now it's bitter gourd fried shredded pork. Once www.biquge.info a woman has tasted it, it is difficult for a man to endure a blank period of more than two months. Both then and now, Tyrone thinks that not touching a woman for a long time is no different from a fake eunuch.

The joy of the food on the plate, like the accompaniment of the delicious food, made Tyrone's breathing and heart beat faster, his eyes reddened, and the heat rushed through his whole body like a fierce fire, and even the air felt hot.

A touch of cold killing intent pulled Tyrone, whose head and face had been buried in his delicate body, back from the edge of the crisp whirlpool. With a deafening roar, Tyrone pushed LeBlanc away, rolling sideways for a short distance, avoiding the shattered fate of the floor.

The vision shook and the explosion was too close, but Tyrone, who was mildly concussed, could see the attacker clearly-LeBlalan!

Tyrone looked at the other LeBlana that he pushed away, only to see that this LeBlana turned into a black mist and dissipated. The comprehensive trick of the doppelganger double technique "Blind Eyes", Tyrone got the answer from reading the mind of LeBlan's main body.

LeBlanc: "How dare you do such a thing to me, boy, I must drag your soul out and torture it to death with the fire of the dead." ”

The murderous intent in the sky poured down like cold water, penetrating the bottom of Tyrone's heart, in stark contrast to the burns on his back. LeBlanc shook his staff, and "bang" - "bang" - two consecutive malicious magic sounds broke through the air, and a series of explosions covered Tyrone.

Tyrone sped up with the wind magic of the Raptor Cloak and broke free from the blast. But the fire element restrained the wind element, and the heat raged on the back, and the sharp pain in the oil pot almost made me dizzy. The Raptor Cloak and armor, without the slightest magic resistance, hurt Tyrone a lot. Fortunately, the Sentence Mang Yi Pulse Method of Blood Recovery seems to be wood element magic, but it has a good fire resistance, and quickly repairs the injuries all over the body.

"Still conscious standing?" LeBlanc surprised at the other's endurance, "Interesting, I'm a little curious, why can you resist the erosion of the Death Blade? As far as I know, the Book of Death is in the hands of Karthas, and has turned him into a skeleton. ”

Tyrone: "I don't know. The corners of his mouth moved, and he stared at LeBlan, intending to delay time and return more blood.

The details of the corners of her mouth fell into LeBlanc's eyes, and she immediately judged that the other party had lied.

LeBlanc: "Stalling for time? Could it be that you can resist the dark elemental erosion of the Death Blade by just regenerating health?"

Tyrone pulled down the face of the cloak, this woman was too sharp to cover a little expression.

To cover it up, LeBlanc could almost be sure that her guess was correct.

LeBlanc licked her lips, "I've got to catch you, pull your blood out, and see what's going on." ”

Tyrone was slightly angry in his heart, hating the other party's attitude of not treating himself as a human being, and with a wave of the blade of death, "cutting the grass and eradicating the roots", three cross spiral knives flew out like white light, and went straight to LeBlanc.

LeBlanc folded her waist and sideways to dodge the throwing knife. As soon as her heart was relieved, she didn't know that the flying knife swirled and attacked again, and three knives cut through her back, splitting her in two!

But Tyrone's heart sank. Because the one that was cut in half was a stand-in, a black mist came out of the incision, engulfing the entire stand-in in the black mist.

It's so strange, if it's a stand-in technique, why can a stand-in be murderous?

Tyrone had an idea in his mind, avoiding the flame impact of LeBlan's body on the in-situ interpretation, Tyrone instantly appeared behind her stand-in, transferring the slowness of spatial backlash to the stand-in.

See!

Tyrone said in his heart: "Sure enough, this is not an ordinary stand-in! This clone has gathered a large number of dark elements, which greatly exceeds her body, no wonder there is a killing intent stronger than her body!"

After this round, LeBlanc, who had switched places, was surprised and said, "You found out, good observation." You're cunning, aren't you?"

The flash of the knife passed through her clone, and it was nothing more than cutting the black mist through the opening, which had no effect.

LeBlanc scoffed, "But what can you do? Shadow Flow is the darling of space spells. With a shake of the staff, the shadow vanished in place, possessing LeBlanc behind her, and she once again unleashed two fireballs of malicious magic marks, and Tyrone escaped in embarrassment in the blast current.

Tyrone secretly complained: it takes time for his own blood to recover, and it would be good if he wasn't subject to the Death Blade. The Blade of Death divided most of the Mangyi Pulse Method's HP return. To make matters worse, with that shadow there, it would be difficult for Tyrone to inflict real damage on LeBlanc.

"Why is her passive so much fiercer than in the game!"

Tyrone complained in his heart, he figured out the principle of LeBlanc's ultimate, what actions she did, what actions her shadow followed, and as a result, the magic used by the shadow was more powerful than the main body. And the most scoundrel thing is that this shadow can help her resist damage.

"Boom" - the ground shakes, and the source is not under your feet, but from the ceiling.

The buildings above disintegrated, and a cluster of buildings in an area slid downward, falling into the abyss.

LeBlan's purple eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Durkkao!

The superstructure, the Noxian general Duke Kao watched indifferently as the collapse fell.

In the collapsed building, the corpses of witches in the same style as the robes and LeBlanc lay horizontally, stumbling on pools of blood. The blood was as bright as the red hair of the general's daughter. The blood in the air became thicker and thicker, indicating that the battle ended too quickly, and the smell of blood slowly spread.

A large number of black-clad and masked executioners watched the curtain call of the wizarding society, and they secretly looked at the general's daughter from time to time, their eyes full of fear.

Katerina, the eldest daughter of General Durkkao, is a deadly and beautiful blood-colored flower. Most of the lives here are all in her hands alone.

Katerina: "LeBlanc is not here, the operation to destroy the wizarding guild is too fast and smooth, and I haven't warmed up yet." "In other words, I want to ask for help to deal with LeBlanc.

Durkkao: "LeBlanc has the ancient shadow flow technique, and compared to you now, your strength is not much worse, and you are not yet able to skillfully manipulate every dagger. It's up to me to do it myself. As soon as the words fell, this Noxian general jumped into the abyss!

"General-!" "Why would--!"

Caterina scolded: "Shut up! With my father's strength, this height is nothing!" After bluffing her subordinates, she looked at the rapidly descending figure with an amazed gaze, and was in awe in her heart, "Compared to falling from a height, the haze formed by chemicals of this thickness, any object that passes through it like this must be completely corroded." My father's magic is truly comparable to that of a god. ”

A cloud of heavenly fire fell on the ground of the Immortal Golden Locks Gang, and the shockwave blew into the eyes of both LeBlanc and Tyrone, who were facing each other.

LeBlanc: "Here it is, General of Noxus!" she stared at Feng Yuan, her originally confident and relaxed smile now hanging down in cold sweat and pale.

Tyrone also saw the vague figure in the fire, and when he contacted the name in LeBlan's mouth, his face couldn't help but change greatly.

The Deathblade was originally General Durkkao's, but after Tyrone captured it, he used it to kill the Immortal Gold Lock, which was too much hatred.

In the flying dust, a person slowly stepped out, and the general's military uniform seemed to have an invisible pressure, forcing away all the flying ashes, and the spotless pen was clean and had a greater deterrent.

LeBlanc: "Durkkao, what did you do to the Wizarding Society!?"

Tyrone saw the general's face clearly, with short hair as pale as snow, a resolute face, and green eyes as beautiful as emerald, adding a different kind of handsomeness, and the handsomeness of his youth still leaves some traces now.

Duke Kao: "The higher-ups believe that the vast amount of alchemical waste produced by wizards has threatened the existence of Noxus. The thickness of the haze climbed so fast that the nobles didn't want to smell the pungent smell. ”

LeBlanc: "You-?!It's the results of the Wizards' Guild that sustain Noxus!Are you completely abandoning alchemy experiments?!Without the Wizards' Guild, what are you going to do to fight the Demacians with the help of the yodelers?!"

Durkkao: "We don't intend to give up on alchemy. But compared to the Wizarding Society, which has made no progress in the past few decades, the Alchemy Society of Zaun is more interesting to us. "Noxus has made an alliance with Zaun. LeBlanc, curtain call, with Black Rose!"

Durkkao suddenly struck out, preemptively throwing a dagger, and LeBlanc summoned a double as a shield, but the dagger was amazingly spiritual, performing like a living person, first jumping on the stand-in, and then going around it at a faster speed, hitting LeBlanc in the shoulder and pinning her to a wall.

Duke Kao followed in an instant, said indifferently, "It's over", and swiped a dagger at LeBlanc's neck.

From nailing the wall to the fatal blow, the clouds flowed, and in the blink of an eye, Tyrone was shocked.

This man is too strong, but he must not be allowed to kill LeBlanc, otherwise it will be his turn next!

Tyrone threw out all the cross throwing knives, and he didn't care about any reservations, and his magic power was fully opened, and with the blessing of the dark element, the violent power swept through his body, and his strength and speed were doubled in an instant, making Tyrone almost have an illusion of invincibility. Such a powerful all-round attack from all corners of the enemy, the opponent is dead!

However...

The dull sound of "Ding Ding Ding" ten nails to the wall is like a single sound, because it is completed almost at the same time in an instant. Ten cross-knives, one nailed around by a dagger thrown by Duke Kao. One by one, the daggers tried to break free, but they couldn't move. And Tyrone, who attacked from invisibility, was also countered by Duke Kao's right hand, and at the same time a dagger was across Tyrone's throat.

Tyrone said in his heart: "It's over... Not only is this guy incredibly agile in his shots, but also with such exaggerated precision and absolute suppression, there is simply no chance of winning..."

It wasn't just the ten throwing knives separated from the Blade of Death that were fixed, it turned out that Duke Kao had thrown two daggers at LeBlanc before, which almost overlapped when fired, one jumped over the stand-in to restrain LeBlanc, and the other actually pinned the stand-in to the ground!

Tyrone and LeBlanc are defeated!

Duke Kao stared at Tyrone's face, his eyes met, and Tyrone had a feeling of "I can still live".

Tyrone said in his heart: "His murderous aura is swaying..."

Durkkao: "What's your name?"

"Tyrone. ”

Durkkao: "Raptor claws, because this piece of equipment saved you, so you used it as a name?"

Tyrone wanted to speak, but the dagger he was dealing with was too tight, for fear that if he moved his throat, his throat would be cut... It can only be signaled with eyes.

Durkkao: "No, the Raptor Cloak's little health recovery shouldn't be enough to offset the erosion of the Deathblade. ”

Duke Kao withdrew the tip of the dagger slightly, Tyrone's heart was just loosened, and the five fingers of the other party's hair grabbed his wrist suddenly moved, and the energy of the dark element crushed over, and the sound of "clicking" broken bones was like fried beans, and Tyrone's wrist was grabbed by Duke Kao and shattered!

There is nothing worse than severe pain, not being able to shout loudly.

The violent panting caused Tyrone's neck to heav, and the dagger cut through the skin. Fortunately, I finally endured it, otherwise this loud shout might have been spurting blood.

Duke Kao looked at Tyrone indifferently, his emerald green eyes as deep as a cold pool, and a hint of appreciation swept by, letting go of Tyrone. Tyrone fell to his knees at once, his back covered with cold sweat, twitching the muscles of his limbs, and he was paralyzed.

"To resist the erosion of the dark element, it is absolutely impossible to resist the erosion of the dark element. ”

Tyrone's hand was still being held in Dukkao's hand, and before he could breathe a few breaths, Dukkao squeezed it hard again, and the sharp pain of the broken wrist almost tortured Tyrone to death.

Durkkao: "Even bone marrow can regenerate quickly. In terms of speed, it may not be as good as Mondo, but it is better in quality, with a high degree of restoration. You have a good talent, leave your life to do things for me. ”

Tyrone gasped, "Let me do it for you, yes! He pointed to LeBlan, which was pinned to the wall.

Duke Kao snorted, "Let her go, the remnants of a dilapidated organization with a curtain call, and keeping her will only get in your way." Look closely, her current state. ”

Tyrone looked up in shock, only to see LeBlanc desperately enduring the shoulder pain, reaching for his left hand towards the robe, fingers reaching for a few test tube vials. I took out some of them, but I didn't grasp them steadily, and the glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered. A strange smell spread, and looking at the syringe at the bottle port, Tyrone recognized the thing—the anesthetic.

LeBlanc's eyes were glazed, without his previous wisdom, and his pretty face was almost distorted: "Give me medicine! Help me, give me medicine-!"

Duke Kao said in a deep voice, "Are you still going to have her? If you want a woman, I can arrange it for you." ”

Pothead... This kind of woman, but any normal man, understands that he can't ask for it.

Tyrone: "No, I just want her." ”

This is a deliberate decision. This general spared his own life, nothing more than to make himself his executioner.

I still have a dark eye for the world. The part of memory recovery is mainly the cognition of a certain game, but the usefulness of this cognition is limited. As for the martial arts memory, the three exercises, Tyrone only remembers clearly the last Xuansu Jue. It seems that the Jumang Yi Pulse Method is not only used to restore blood, but also the Sun Fire is not a small flame that suppresses the fire element...

It seems that in addition to fire prevention and health regeneration, Tyrone only has the skills of the Death Blade that can be used. There are too few hole cards, there is no sense of security, so there is an urgent need for an ally, this is one of them;

Second, Tyrone wants to test Durkkao's attitude, does he want to observe himself for a while, and then kill himself to capture the Deathblade, or keep this labor force for a long time?

If equipment isn't the main purpose of Durkkao, it's safer. Otherwise, Duke Kao will surely kill LeBlanc and seize her soul-bound equipment, the Embrace of Hellfire. Soulbindings come from the equipment itself, and once the equipment identifies with a user, the equipment will not pay attention to anyone else unless the user is dead.

Third, copy the bottom. LeBlanc is a potential stock, absolutely, everyone on the earth knows that it will rise sooner or later, so bear with it at the moment...

Duke Kao snorted, "Well, if you don't regret it. Reaching out to recall the dagger, LeBlanc fell off the wall. LeBlanc didn't care about the pain of the fall, so she hurriedly picked up a syringe on the ground and shook the residue into her mouth, even if the glass cut her fingers. Her ugliness made Tyrone unbearable to look at directly.

Duke Kao gave him a look in disgust, leaving a sentence: "I won't kill her." But remember: once the human will rots somewhere, it will never be cured. For your own good, leave her early. ”