The Lord of the Temple leaned closer to Lu Yuan's face and leaned down, "You've never been so wolfy, you know?" It was the first time that you had appeared in front of me in such a wolf way. http://www.klxsw.com

www.klxsw.com Romance starter" Lu Yuan's pupils suddenly dilated, did he know that my memory had awakened? Lu Yuan still pretended to be ignorant, his expression was indifferent like a machine, he couldn't expose any flaws. Suddenly, the air around him was like a rope around Lu Yuan, suppressing him from breathing, his body was tightened, and his clothes were already torn in the misty forest. Lu Yuan looked at the Lord of the Temple, "My subordinates met the hunting team in the Misty Forest. The ropes on his body tightened again, strangulating the flesh of his body. With a flick of the Temple Master's hand, the Wind Blade cut a huge gash in his body, "You mean you've failed?" Lu Yuan bared his teeth and only made a slight "hmm...... sound, and blood continued to drip from his abdomen. Lu Yuan, who was covered in scars, looked like a lost dog at the moment. The bones in his body seemed to be scattered, and countless people were no longer in pain. The Lord of the Temple suddenly let go of him and threw Lu Yuan aside like a child tired of playing with toys, and he smiled evilly, "It's a pity that you can't die now, the living are much more useful than the dead." "Your work is really getting worse and worse, and the captain of the law enforcement team has the supreme power, and he actually lost to a group of hunting teams. Are they really that powerful? The figure of the Lord of the Temple appeared on the seat for a moment, and he sat down slowly. Each of the hunting teams is elite, and their individual strength is weak, and once combined, it will be exponentially more lethal. Lu Yuan explained slowly, he vaguely guessed the intention of the Lord of the Temple, he was the biggest bargaining chip used to threaten Lu Ze, and of course he couldn't die. The Templar's brow furrowed, he had never confronted the hunting team head-on, but he had never completely caught them, and even one of the members of the captured team had been rescued. That man is really funny, he can still hold on after being tortured several times, and if he were someone else, he would have been dragged out a long time ago. Something seemed to flash through my mind, details that I had been ignoring. His dark eyes darkened, like a Shura from hell. "Keep an eye on the man who looks like you, and maybe you'll make an unexpected discovery." The Lord of the Temple finished this sentence in a mocking tone, and the fratricidal relationship between Lu Yuan and Lu Ze that he needed was more interesting. Perhaps Lu Ze had already tried to awaken Lu Yuan's memory on the way to meet Lu Yuan. It's a pity that Lu Yuan's memory was completely cleansed, and even if he remembered it, he could only stay in this world. Lu Yuan couldn't fathom the mind of the Lord of the Temple, but he had been laying out a plan in his heart. Lu Yuan covered his chest and saluted to the Lord of the Temple, and then withdrew from the Temple, since he washed away his memory, he almost didn't have any thoughts to live in the Otaku Academy, and carried out the tasks of the law enforcement captain step by step. …… Twilight struggled to escape from the dungeon, panting and standing in place, glancing at Nan, "You should have never been to the dungeon. Nan scoffed, "Of course I won't kill myself." Twilight smiled helplessly, "Don't you want to go out?" Nan walked up to Twilight's side, "I don't care who this world belongs to, I just know that living here is more enjoyable than I am in reality." Here you have to have the wind and the rain to get the rain, even if it's fake, I choose here. As soon as the words fell, Nan stepped on high heels and disappeared in front of him. Twilight shook her head, her past life was perhaps an indelible pain in her heart. There are still two places in Twilight's necklace that can be fully lit, and you can get the permission of the Otaku Academy. And this time, who was luring her back to the dungeon, and that person clearly had other intentions, Nan's appearance disrupted his layout. Twilight decides to contact Mr. A, and after being promoted to a high-level goddess, Twilight's authority allows her to freely enter and exit the castle that is not divided into forbidden areas. Now she can go straight to Mr. A's place of residence without much effort. Twilight steps into Mr. A's small estate, and she happens to meet Z making tea. "I would like to ask where Mr. A is now?" Z unhurriedly poured the boiling hot water into the teapot, and the rich fragrance came to the surface, "Wait a while, I will take you to Mr. A." The boiling hot water emitted a white mist when it met the cooled tea set, and his next move was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the black tea was ready. Z holds the plate in one hand and walks steadily, while there is not a single water spilling out of the small teacup. Twilight followed her and walked down the hallway to the study on the second floor. Z knocked on the door "Knock knock", three times in a row, and then pushed the door in. "Mr. A, Twilight has come to pay you a visit." Mr. Z put on his white gloves and put the warm black tea on Mr. A's desk. He slowly picked up the teacup, gently blew the tea on it, and took a sip, "Today's tea is not bad." With a wicked smile on his face, Mr. A looked up at Twilight. My dear, but it's the first time you've come to me. "Someone deliberately lured me to the dungeon, and his special abilities are very similar to yours." Twilight watched as the smile on Mr. A's face faded into a grim handsome face. "I know who it is." Mr. A glanced at Z. Twilight followed Mr. A's gaze and looked at Z, and was shocked to find that it was Z. But how could it be him, the ghost burned the sea last time, did Z lie to me? Z's long eyelashes trembled, and his black hair covered his forehead, he suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hand, his silver thread strangling Twilight's neck, "If she was going to die, she would have died a long time ago." The thin silver thread cut a thin streak of blood on Twilight's neck, and the blood dripped down the slanted silver thread, soaking his white gloves. But I'd rather her die than you. "The dull voice was like a beast hiding in the forest. Four silver threads locked Twilight's hands and feet at the same time, and Twilight's body couldn't move a minute, and the sharp silver thread moved slightly, and her body would be torn apart. Mr. A didn't move, his gloomy eyes were fixed on Z, and he believed that Z wouldn't move. Twilight's heart was shocked, Z was more powerful than Mr. A's, if she was Mr. A, Twilight could easily detect Mr. A's move, but Z was too fast. "You're not going to kill her." Firm tone. "Of course I won't kill her, I don't want you to hate me. But she was not far from death. Z looked at Twilight's side face, he didn't understand the woman in front of him, why Mr. A was so obsessed and wanted to die. Mr. A drew the rapier from his scepter, and "Whew" All the silver threads broke. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief and stumbled for a moment. Everyone understands that death is not far from Z's mouth, and once Twilight's identity is exposed, no one needs to do anything at all. The Lord of the Temple could easily pinch her to death. "You've been thinking you've been thinking for too long." Z thought that using Twilight could make Mr. A sober, but unfortunately, he was already obsessed. "She's dead, and I want you to be buried with me." Mr. A gritted his teeth. Z's always expressionless face suddenly smiled, "If she dies, you won't die." You and I are just ants in front of the Lord of the Temple. "Huh! Ants and puppets, I don't want to do it. It's a pity that you don't understand. Mr. A laughed self-deprecatingly. Twilight has mixed feelings in her heart, she is alive, and Mr. A will not die. What else is in between? Lord of the Temple? Isn't Mr. A the person with the highest authority? One question after another exploded in Twilight's mind, did she still underestimate the world too much? Mr. A, who has always been omnipotent, is actually just a puppet, and the extremely powerful Z is only an ant in front of the Lord of the Temple. "Say it again." Twilight looked unconvinced. Z glanced at Mr. A, "You never know what the great Mr. A in front of you has paid for you, or rather, what price he has paid for you." He is high up and can do anything, but in fact, he is just a poor pawn. When it comes to chess pieces, Mr. A's fists are clenched. All of them are pawns, and there is no doubt that they are being manipulated to live and die at will. Twilight didn't expect that Mr. A, who laughed all year round, had so many stories behind it. Z's figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he immediately appeared behind Mr. A, and the thin knife cut through his clothes, "Shhh "Do you want to see it? Crucifixion, a pain that can never be removed. Z spun Mr. A's body hard. Just that moment. "Enough!" Mr. A was furious, raised his hand, and the wide robe on the hanger draped over him. Twilight's eyes widened suddenly, she had already seen the scar on his back in that moment. "The cross crucification is driven from the vertebrae into ten nails, unfolded like a cross, eternal life is hidden in the flesh and bones, the flesh and bones are connected, never separated, faintly painful, like thousands of ants crawling over...... Mr. A raised his hand and slashed hard, and before Z could finish speaking, the whole person was knocked away and hit the wall. You shut up! "Hoarse, deliberately squeezed out of the throat." The wounds on my body have nothing to do with you. Get out of here! As Mr. A spat out a roll word, he drew his sword at Twilight. I don't believe it! Twilight had tears in her eyes, and she didn't believe it had anything to do with her. In her eyes, Mr. A is evil and ruthless, and will never let himself get into trouble, he is so good at scheming. "Can you hurt me with your abilities?" Mr. A snorted coldly, "Get out of here." His sword plunged straight into Twilight's shoulder blade, blood flowing. He thought Twilight would hide, but she didn't, allowing Mr. A's sword to plunge into her shoulder. "You can't kill me, I can win you." Twilight suddenly laughs, she can't understand Mr. A, and she can't understand his cruelty at the moment. "Get out!" Mr. A pulled out the sword from her shoulder blade, and blood gushed out. Twilight's right hand was on her shoulder, her delicate face pale and desperate, and instead of healing herself, Twilight glanced at Z and stepped out of the room. Z looked at Mr. A and didn't say a word. "Satisfied?" Mr. A let go of the sword in his hand, and he lost at the beginning. Lost to Shikazawa, lost to Z, and lost to himself. He doesn't want Twilight to see his wolf bèi, and he can't save Twilight in Z's hands. "Well, you'll be alive." Z hung his head and suddenly looked up at Mr. A. If he wants to live, he must be subject to man. And he was powerless to resist the people behind him. Even Z in front of him can easily kill himself. "If you dare to hurt her, I will let you die. This is the second time I've said this, and it's guaranteed to be the last. Z didn't respond, as long as he was alive.