You don't need a reason for a tough life, said the tough guy Liu Zhenzhen.

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Looking at the huge and towering sword-wielding giant stone statues on both sides of the Cape Naren Strait, Liu Zhen cursed to his mouth, trembling his lips and did not scold, until now, he still has a small hope for the so-called gods of this world. According to Helen, the sword-wielding giant god carved from the mountains on both sides of the strait is the remains of the ancient gods and demons during the war, Liu Zhenzhen now vaguely maintains three or four points of awe for the gods of this world, looking at the two gestures made like the fascist SS statues, Liu Zhenzhen silently prayed in his heart for the appearance of the miracle.

After the passage of Cap Naren, the Andean trade winds became clearer and stronger, the Aegean continent was in sight, and a slight coastline could be faintly seen in the distant sky, but Helen was getting worse day by day, and gradually she could not even drink the snow water condensed by the frost and snow of the fruit, and even Richard could not call out.

At night, the sour osprey became more and more restless, and often flew up and down, and from time to time it chirped twice.

Liu Zhenzhen's heart tightened.

"Helen" Liu Zhenzhen took another cup of snow water from the clam pot, wanting to give the little fox a sip in vain.

Helen barely opened her eyes, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, looking at the snow water in the clam pot, Helen shook her head with difficulty.

Liu Zhenzhen endured sadness and raised his face, and the snow in the clam pot quietly floated in circles of ripples, as if there were raindrops dripping.

"Richard" Helen shouted Liu Zhenzhen's name as if she had exhausted all her strength, her voice hoarse and dry, like her dehydrated body.

"You drink saliva first!" Liu Zhenzhen wiped the corners of his eyes, picked up the clam pot, and slowly poured snow water onto Helen's dry curly lips, and the precious snow water slid silently from the corners of Helen's mouth onto the bamboo raft.

"Sing me a song, Richard, I can't talk for long," Helen stared at Liu Zhenzhen weakly and affectionately.

A strange look added a hint of ruddy to Helen's pale complexion, and her eyes flowed, like sparkling seawater, as if she had returned to the day when she and Liu Zhenzhen had just met; The bundle of red curly hair is like a dancing flame of youth, and it is Liu Zhenzhen's sock strip dipped in blood tied to it, and the "red head rope" flutters gently in the wind, as if it is about to disappear.

The night wind hunts, the pearl flows, and the waves are cast.

Liu Zhenzhen looked at Helen who was back to light, and an indescribable grief and indignation filled his chest, looking at the vast sea water, the vast starry sky, and thinking back to every moment spent with Helen, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Wolf Tooth Moon

The people of Iraq are haggard

I raised my glass and drank the snow

Who overturned the cabinet of the previous life

Stir up the dust

Word formula

Several reincarnations

You lock your eyebrows

I can't call back the crying face

Even though the history has turned to ashes

I love it

Prosperous as 3,000 flowing waters

I'll only take a scoop of love to understand

Only love the butterfly you incarnate

Your hair is like blood

Poignant parting

Who did I touch by burning incense

Invite Mingyue

Let the memories shine brightly

Love is perfect in the moonlight

Your hair is like blood

Tears flowed

I wait for the old man

The drunken years of red dust

I will engrave a monument of eternal love for you without regrets"

Liu Zhenzhen is deep and clear, at the end of the song, the song and the sound of the water are more and more distant and pure, even the irritable acid osprey stopped being restless, and obediently combed the feathers, Guoguo opened his eyes wide, staring at Liu Zhenzhen, not for a moment.

Helen was attracted by the song full of sorrow and affection, and her beautiful water-like, sea-like deep blue eyes stared at Liu Zhenzhen, full of reluctance and affection.

To love, to life, to the man you love.

The last note of the song was still with the sound of water, waving on the sea, Helen's body was pierced by a golden light that shimmered with wavy lines, the golden wavy line wandered around the bamboo raft, passed through the chests of the acid osprey and Guoguo, and finally pierced into Liu's shocking chest, and under the soft halo of the night pearl, the two people who snuggled together seemed to be surrounded by golden vines.

I don't know how long it took, Helen opened her eyes and asked faintly, "Richard! What's that song? ”

"Hair Like Blood! Your red hair is like blood, leaving an indelible mark on the deepest part of my memory. Liu Zhenzhen felt bitter in his mouth.

"You created it yourself, right?" Helen said, "My Richard is a natural soul singer!" Even the bards of mankind could not compose such beautiful songs. ”

"Say no more!" Liu Zhenzhen hugged Helen tightly, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Campas, God of War!" Helen let out a long breath and said, "The years will always record your generosity!" ”

"Helen" Liu's shocking heart is like a knife.

"Richard, maybe you can't believe it!" Helen raised her arm with difficulty and supported Liu's shocking face: "The song you just sang actually has the effect of "Soul Chain Battle Song". ”

Liu raised his head in shock.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the "Soul Chain Battle Song" was a secret war song that could only be learned by advancing to the Scepter Sacrifice at the Altar War Sacrifice, and this war song could turn the lives of up to four warriors into resources that could be distributed among each other, and everyone would share the damage equally. Even if he suffered the most serious damage and his psychic chains collapsed, he would be able to leave the last shred of life for the four warriors assigned to the Battle Song, and not die on the spot.

In the Beamon Altar Sacrifice, the Scepter Sacrifice is already a high-level sacrifice close to the top of the Golden Tower, except for the four Vian Great Shamans and the twelve main priests of the High Sacrifice Group and the Red Robe High Priest, the Scepter Sacrifice can be said to be the highest symbol in the Temple of the God of War in Beamon. Each Scepter Priest generally has a noble title, and their status in Beamon is like that of a good magician among humans.

"Soul Chain Battle Song" is already a fairly high-level war song, according to Helen's current singing power, even if she is proficient in learning and mastering it, she can't use it, let alone Liu Zhen, who is still a sacrificial apprentice and has been cursed by Warcraft.

This kind of war song is basically useless when fighting in the Great Army, but when used at a critical moment, it can definitely save the life of a character who is very important to him. By the side of His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Bimon, there will never be a shortage of scepter sacrificial companions.

In every hundred sacrifices, every twenty years, the number of sacrifices like Helen that can produce natural evolution is definitely not more than two, and in the thousands of years of Bimon orc sacrifice code, there is no example of a high-level war song that can naturally evolve. Liu Zhenzhen's current rank is at most a soul singer, only one level higher than the worst wind language sacrifice, just a beginner, and finally summoned a demon pet, not only died, but before he died, he made a thousand-year-old "curse of the blood sacrifice", and the effect of making a war song that he would have only been able to do was only two percent.

But that's it, but he didn't expect that he was stimulated by Helen's dying life, and he composed and sang a song "Hair Like Blood", which was composed in the common language of Beamon, mixed with deep sadness like water and an inexplicable sorrow, which sounded sad.

Any war song of Beamon's sacrifice has its own unique seriousness, and it is not a genius like a born soul singer, and singing a wrong syllable will also make the war song ineffective. Not to mention that this song "Hair Like Blood", which does not use the music score in the Temple of the God of War, can sing the effect of the war song by completely overthrowing the Beamon war song, and based on this alone, Liu Zhenzhen simply didn't believe it.

Liu Zhenzhen didn't know, just take the "psychic war song" he is best at, even if he changes a lyric, the whole song will immediately become ordinary, without any war song bonus effect. According to the little fox, it is fortunate that Meng Zhan Ge has no backlash, if a human magician mispronounces the summoning syllable of a magic language, it is very likely to cause a magic backlash and give away his life.

So as soon as Helen said this, Liu Zhen was stupid.

He hadn't seen what the "Soul Chain War Song" looked like, just now when the golden light passed through Helen and his body, due to excessive sadness, Liu Zhenzhen didn't have time to think about what it was, and now when he heard Helen say it, he realized that it was actually a miracle of war song performed by himself.

"Chains of the Mind?" Liu Zhenzhen did obviously feel that his body was starting to sink a little, and his spirit began to be a little slack, which was probably caused by the connection with Helen's life.

"An unimaginable miracle!" Helen exclaimed. Although she still seemed a little weak, it could be seen that after Liu Zhen's demonic beast-like physical strength was instilled into her body through the "Soul Chain", she had completely walked out of her dying.

"As I passed Cape Naron, I looked at the majestic statues carved from the cliffs on either side, and I swore that if any god made my Helen recover, I would worship him for the rest of my life!" Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but say happily: "Now I am the faithful servant of the boss of Kampas!" ”

"The god of war is on top~~~~!" Helen exclaimed, "How can you, a natural soul singer, still have doubts about the teachings of the God of War?" ”

"Helen" Liu Zhenzhen thought about it, but couldn't help asking: "In this world, who of you has seen God with your own eyes?" ”

Without waiting for Helen to answer, Liu Zhenzhen laughed again, interrupted Helen's words, and said that there was no need to answer.

Pig-headed people of the Pig-headed people of the Pig-headed Race of Fools? A natural soul singer? A sacrifice cursed by a demon pet that caused the war song to fail? Another way to create another kind of Beamon war song? The strongest Hercules in the history of the physically weak sacrifices?

Liu Zhenzhen himself was also confused by his dazzling identities.

His surprise couldn't hide Helen's ecstasy of picking up a life, and Liu Zhenzhen had no time to think about other things, so he hugged Helen tightly.

There was a melodious harp sound on the sea, and a woman's song like a heavenly sound sounded, sometimes fresh and sweet, sometimes high-pitched and shocking, one will be a high-end invincible air sense, and the other will be a boundless mirage-like bewilderment, and the breathtaking voice, Hur Er Wan, Hur Er soft, Hur Er skin, Hur Er elegant, condensed the infinite feelings into the song between square inches, and tightly grasped Liu Zhen's heart.

If Helen's war song is a kind of purity and piety, this song without lyrics, like a murmur, is a strange seduction.

Surrounded by the soft glow of the Night Pearl, the bamboo raft floated quietly down the river, and not far away a sudden black protrusion seemed to be a reef, and the seductive song came from the reef wrapped in a thick mist.

Helen stood up trembling with her sick body on her shoulder, her expression solemn and solemn.

The mist on the reef was dispelled by the soft halo of the night pearl on the bamboo raft, and on the black reef, sat a beautiful girl with a crystal crown on top of her head, and the crystal crown shone gorgeously reflected in the light of the night pearl.

Below the girl's waist was a huge fishtail, the same color as her wet hair, a beautiful vertigo blonde.

Her skin is like the most mellow milk, her lips are as moving as rose petals, her eyes are as deep and blue as the sea, and her chest is covered by two strands of drooping golden hair, which is both illusory and mysterious, but also ambiguous and beautiful, giving people infinite imagination.

"Richard, it seems that we are really unlucky." Helen smiled sadly at Liu Zhenzhen, "We have met the royal mermaid of the Xiya Empire in Shanghai." ”

Liu's shocked pupils narrowed. Mermaid! Royalty in the sea! The sea humans who hate land creatures the most! Legend has it that he is the overlord of the sea who likes to use fresh humans as food! A terrifying natural water magician!

The mermaid gently played with the crystal harp in her hand, and the murmuring syllables flowed from her mouth into a moving sound, and her eyes never paid attention to the bamboo raft.

Liu Zhenzhen silently picked up a penny on the bamboo raft, the top of the penny was sharpened into a sharp gun shape, and there were still residual black blood stains on it, which was a souvenir left by a tiger shark.

Liu Zhenzhen didn't mind that the penny in his palm was stained with the blood of a few humans in the sea.

The wind rose, and Liu Zhenzhen swept his long hair fluttering in the wind.

Helen's eyes couldn't hide the surprise, Richard, who usually giggled and laughed, had completely transformed into another person.

His sharp eyes were like the sharp arrows that elven marksmen pierced the sky of history in the battle of ancient gods and demons.

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Hehe~~~ Some brothers guessed that it was to drink blood to save Helen~hehe~ Good way! ~~I can't write it~ It's not as good as the Orc Empire~ In the future, the spoken language will be more concise~~The song about jet~~ I've used it before~Familiar brothers know it~~The part where the cat's ear hole pulls the erhu~~

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I just have a group of book friends who I knew and just met before the starting point, and of course, there are also readers from the end of the world, such as Fantasy Dream and Xiao Zheng, these are all met in Liao Wumo's big book, everyone is iron-clad, and the blood is not cold.

You swiped 200 votes that day, and if you are given another chance to swipe votes, you will not be able to win me, because I have 580 votes.

Only two of them were my own.

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