It was bright, cold, shining with the unique spiritual power of the sword, and the handle merged with Garan's hand, and when the witch's gaze fell on Garan's hand, what a cold pair of hands, and how hot she wanted to touch it in the depths of her heart......

"This is the sword of the fairy world, this is the royal sword, and you still keep it, which means that you have not forgotten your identity...... You didn't say goodbye to the past completely, you just put it on hold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the shrine maiden as she continued to approach.

Until the king's sword pressed against his throat and went down again, against his shoulder.

"Come on, do it, kill me, anyway, I have nothing to love, I feel very satisfied to see you again, this is my fulfillment." The shrine maiden continued to move on. Garan's hand didn't mean to take it back at all.

His king's sword plunged into her shoulder, and drops of blood flowed onto the sword, which was quickly absorbed by the long sword, and it became even more brilliant under the moon.

Hypocrisy. Garan was already well aware of the witch's methods, and her every word was hypocritical. He knew what she wanted, and he knew she would do whatever it took to do it.

It's just that he is no longer the easily trusted Garan he used to be, and because of his own soul, the sword has not been withdrawn.

"You really want me to die." The shrine maiden said sadly.

"You're pretending to die." Garan pierces her bitter ploy.

The shrine maiden smiled and retracted her shoulder, and the wound was repaired immediately.

"You're really not an easily emotional Garan." The shrine maiden said.

"I'll take the heart bones, if anyone stops me, I will do whatever it takes, the heart bones, I must get them." Garan's cold tone was like the moonlight in the sky.

Every word pierced the shrine maiden's heart deeply.

Then you might as well die under my scepter, that is your best destination, and I can pour you a few pots of wine every year. The shrine maiden thought to herself.

The scepter in his hand has been revealed, and he hasn't shown it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this time it was Liang in front of Garan, this is the person he doesn't want the most, but he is also the destined person, because his position represents his other party, the goddess.

The long sword looked up to the sky, attracting the essence of the moon, the essence of the moon, and the cold light flowed down, along the sky, along the sword, into Garan's body.

The shrine maiden's scepter, on the other hand, attracts the light of the starry sky and flows into her own scepter.

Ten thousand stars are shining, and a round of bright moon is dueled.

"You and I are really a natural pair, you are the moon, I am the star, and the stars hold the moon." The shrine maiden laughed, and the scepter was already struck at Garan with starlight......

Garan doesn't say much, but draws the ground as a prison, directing the moonlight energy to the surrounding starlight, blocking them and making them dull......

The shrine maiden's scepter also went from bright to dark.

Everything is like Garan painting, flowing and waving, with a graceful and clean figure, as if it is one with the moonlight.

"Your power ......," the shrine maiden not only laughed dumbly.

It's really not the Garan of the past, what has happened over the years, why is his power so powerful, so holy and detached?

This is something that the shrine maiden did not expect.

Garan ignored her surprise: "What I'm going to take away is the heart bone, at any cost." ”

The witch and Garan fought for a few rounds, and for a while, the sky was eclipsed, and only two spiritual powers were restraining each other, the witch's power was used to ninety percent, and the power of Garan was used to seventy percent.

The shrine maiden knew that she was no match for the other party......

"If you don't do what I say, I will completely destroy my heart and bones, so that the goddess will never be resurrected." The shrine maiden finally put away her scepter, a blatant threat.

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