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"Master......

Zilong lowered his head, this was not the result he wanted, he just wanted Meng Yan to regain his strength and be able to compete with the enemy, but Meng Yan only heard the reproach. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Meng Yan roared irregularly in his chest just now, but he instantly regretted it, none of the masters who had a bad relationship with the servants had a good end, although the results were all deaths, these people would die even more humbly and ridiculously. But the words that are spoken are like water that has been spilled, and it is impossible to take them back.

"Spearman, go to war." The swordsman had already approached, but when he saw Meng Yan yelling into the air, he didn't get closer, just stood aside politely, and this alone was respectable enough.

"Master, I'm not ......."

"I know," Meng Yan interrupted Zilong's speech, "I know, I was wrong, I shouldn't let you down like this, I know now, go fight." ”

For a long time, Zilong stared at Meng Yan's eyes.

"No, you don't know yet." Zilong groaned softly, materialized towards the swordsman and shouted, "Swordsman, are you here to declare war?" ”

At this time, the antique street is long gone, and the shops are closed, so they can have a good time, but tomorrow it will be in the headlines.

"Yes, I want to fight you." The swordsman said bluntly.

"It's not helpful to say more." Zilong took up his spear and took a stance, ready to meet the enemy, but Saber didn't conjure up his armor, and only had that wide palm.

"No, no, no, gunner, I've changed my mind, I don't want to fight you."

"Are you teasing me?" Zilong said angrily.

"No, no, no, you are a respectable opponent, but you are very hesitant, and you," the swordsman stretched out his head to look at Meng Yan, "You are very afraid, boy, fear is the first of all enemies, if you can't get back together, no matter how strong the servant is, this battle doesn't need to start to end." ”

Fear is the first of all enemies? I don't think I've heard this before.

"Hmph, is it really appropriate to say this as an enemy?" Zilong snorted twice disdainfully, and his posture was not slackened at all.

"I need an enemy worth fighting." The swordsman shrugged, the decent-looking and wild man speaking with a touch of charming romance.

"If you don't fight, you leave."

Meng Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, yes, this guy's lines and appearance, he is Galen, the power of Demacia in the game "League of Legends" developed by Riot Company.

"But my emperor wants me to fight you, so ......" Galen shrugged helplessly, indicating that I couldn't help it.

"Come on!" Zilong rushed to the swordsman with a gun, the somewhat handsome man in front of him was too playful, making him feel that he had been insulted, as a vanguard general he never hesitated, never questioned, even if he was over half a hundred years old, he still went into battle to kill the enemy, but now he was preached by a hairy boy, although the other party is also a heroic spirit, maybe also a hero.

Meng Yan watched Zilong and the swordsman fight together, although the sword was heavy, it was not lacking in flexibility in Galen's hands. Meng Yan just stared blankly, he didn't know what he should do, hide, or go to the swordsman's master, or escape? He tried hard to recall the actions of the protagonist he had watched in the fate anime, and projected two treasure knives to fight side by side with Zilong? Or take the "Avalon" out of your own body?

He can't, he can't, he's not the protagonist.

He was really confused.

How can this Holy Grail War be won?

Swordsmen and spearmen were in battle, and the silent alley was awakened by the crisp sound of metal clashing, lit up by the restlessness of sparks and dust. Although there are not many people around, there are still one or two bosses who have not yet closed the door in the hall boringly watching TV or going to other stores to play chess or something, they are all attracted by this movement, and some quickly pull down the gate to go home after the probe comes out, and some take out their mobile phones to call the police.

A dark figure in the building not far away was looking through the mirror of a sniper rifle at the door of the antique shop, and he hoped that the swordsman would be able to fight with the other Servants, so that he could properly assess the combat effectiveness of the other Servants.

After a few battles between the swordsman and the spearman, Meng Yan remembered that he should run away, what if the other party's master also came into battle to kill him in person like the berserker's master. Although he thought this in his head, his body did not move, his head was a little blank, and his godless eyes reflected the figures of spearmen and swordsmen fighting.

What's wrong with you?

Meng Yan's current state is a bit like a "ghost press", his consciousness is still there, but it is a pity that his body is not controlled, and his eyes reflect the posture of spearmen and swordsmen fighting, but he feels that his thoughts can't keep up with the rhythm at all, just like when he was dozing off in class before, his eyes were watching the teacher lecture, but he couldn't concentrate his thoughts, and his consciousness was in a free state although it existed.

"I was a little nervous about the first sniper." The black shadow heart said, he rubbed his sticky hand on his pants twice, and concentrated on aiming the sniper scope's quasi-letter at Meng Yan's head, which Meng Yan cooperated with and stood there motionless. However, he didn't know that according to objective conditions such as wind speed and air pressure, he didn't have to aim his crosshair at Meng Yan's head, but to find the scale next to him.

"Huh"

"Smack"

The 7.62mm bullet flew by, creating a sonic boom, and although Zilong was aware of the sniper for the first time, he was entangled by the swordsman and could not get out. The quality of this sniper is also extremely poor, and the trajectory of the bullet is amazing, five or six meters away from Meng Yan's head, and it is planted into the ground, leaving a crisp sound, a wisp of green smoke, and a black hole.

Meng Yan, who was awakened by this accident, turned around and ran in the opposite direction of sniping, he just wanted to live now, the desire to survive occupied his heart, he didn't care about anything, he just ran away.

Meng Yan turned around and ran, he didn't know where to go, he just ran aimlessly, wasting his physical strength.

"Hey, useless man." Inside the antique shop, a man with long silver-gray hair pouted a little dissatisfied, he had already controlled the master of the spearman, and the sniper actually missed. He drank the tea from his cup, got up and walked out of the hole caused by the battle between the spearmen and the berserkers in the morning, and no one noticed him the whole time, even if he cast a spell on Meng Yan, the swordsman and the spearman did not notice.

Meng Yan ran wildly all the way, until he had no physical strength, he didn't stop, his hands on his knees and kept gasping, and the people around him thought he was just a person who came out to run at night.

He had run thousands of meters away from the antique shop, his chest rising and falling irregularly, his throat aching from the heavy breathing. When he was about to contact Zilong, a person appeared in front of him, with long silver-gray hair and a slender figure that looked a little weak.

Meng Yan felt that this person didn't look like an ordinary person, if he wasn't a coser, he should be a servant.

I should run away now, but why...... Feel......

His thoughts were clear, but slow, a little as if he had been hypnotized, a little dazed, more serious than the state of the ghost pressing the bed just now. In the chaos, Meng Yan vaguely felt that a slender hand with five fingers, and an ominous purple-black magic power overflowed from his palm, rushing towards his face.

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