In the city, there is a lot of fighting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qing Zijin walked on the long and dilapidated street, her eyes were lost, she looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was cloudy, like a mottled broken wall.

It seems to be going to rain, but it is possible that it will snow when it is so cold, and maybe, it will snow red......

She seemed to sigh lightly and muttered, "Lan Ruo, if you're still alive, come back quickly, our city...... It's about to be destroyed......"

On the battlefield, a lone thunder horse ran hard, it had been running for several days and nights, and although it was extraordinary, it was also extremely tired.

On Lei Ju's back, the craftsman and Lan Ruo could already see the chaotic battlefield in the distance, and both of them couldn't help frowning, because they both saw that there was a huge defect in the strong city wall.

Lan Ruo sat behind the craftsman and pressed his hand to his chest, where the Wheel of Fortune Black Crystal Card was located, Qingtian had instructed before he died, this card must be handed over to the fool as soon as possible.

The Fool was in the Cardinal's Courtyard in the Winter of Finnble, a city within a city, and now in front of the two of them was a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were fighting, and even with the strength of the thunder horse's feet, it was impossible to carry the two across the battlefield.

Lan Ruo took a deep breath and said, "We're going into the city." ”

The craftsman was stunned: "How to enter?" ”

Lan Ruo reached out and grabbed the craftsman's shoulders, clasped his ten fingers to death, and said, "Enter like this." ”

Under the ice silkworm blindfold in Lan Ruo's right eye, several spell chains spread out, and the black spirit burned like a flame, enveloping the two of them, and at the same time, eight black empty alchemy arrays appeared behind Lan Ruo's back, and eight black air vortices stretched out from the array, and the eight vortex sky wings squeezed the air at an unimaginable speed, setting off a storm, and the two flew together towards the sky that was getting higher and higher, and the thunder horse stopped, raised his head, and watched the two go away.

When the two of them reached an altitude of hundreds of meters, the black wings soared again, fanning hard, pushing the two of them to fly at high speed in the direction of the city, drawing a trace in the sky, like the trajectory of a meteor.

Many people on the ground noticed the black meteor streaked in the sky, but few people could stop it, and even if they had the ability to stop it, they didn't have the time to stop it.

Looking at the chaotic battlefield, the craftsman sighed lightly: "Hey, I don't know, after this battle, how many of my old friends are left?" ”

Lan Ruo suddenly exclaimed: "The one burning below, that fire, could it be ......"

The craftsman also saw that in the vast battlefield, there was a not very inconspicuous flame, that flame, which had been burning for several days and nights, and in the flames, he could only barely see a human figure, but for some reason, the craftsman felt that familiar breath.

"Ah...... You can't go wrong, that's the highest work. The craftsman whispered.

Lan Ruo was silent, he had already had a premonition, if it weren't for Yu Aoki's death, it would be impossible for Nan and Fenrir to invade so recklessly.

Lan Ruo closed his eyes, and a tear was shattered into countless pieces by the messy wind, and flew to the higher sky.

The two of them soon flew into the range of Gilda's Shield City, the craftsman and Lan Ruo looked down on this familiar but somewhat unfamiliar city in the sky, both of their hearts were as uncomfortable as if they were pinched, not long ago, this city was still so prosperous, so beautiful, and now, the prosperity is gone, the beauty is no more, everything has changed.

At this time, the craftsman saw a little bright fire in the city, and the craftsman's eyes also lit up with a strong light, and he whispered to Lan Ruo: "Let go, let me go." ”

Lan Ruo was stunned: "Let go now?" At such a high altitude in the air? ”

The craftsman nodded.

Lan Ruo hesitated for a moment, let go of the hand that grabbed the craftsman's shoulder, the craftsman spread his arms and fell down, his arms condensed the wings of flames, although it was difficult for him to fly freely in the air with his fighting qi like the Asura and the Tomb Keeper, but his Douqi wings could still be used as high-altitude gliding.

I saw him fly smoothly forward in the wind like a paper airplane, getting closer and closer to the ground, and finally landing on the place where the fire was lit.

Lan Ruo glanced at the place where the craftsman had landed, urged the wings of the sky, and flew towards the black city within a city, the winter of Fenbul.

In Gilda's Shield, Sakuramiya Rindo, dressed in scarlet armor and wearing a horned helmet, walks the streets, surrounded by flames and charred corpses.

A fifth-order martial artist raised a machete and slashed at Sakura Palace Lin Dao, and Sakura Palace Lin Dao dodged the person's knife with an impatient expression, and snorted: "It's so slow that I feel impatient, you see, this is how the knife is used!" ”

The man only felt a red shadow flash in front of him, and the flame cry separated him perfectly from head to crotch, and blood sprayed wildly, like crimson cherry blossoms blooming.

"Hmph...... Why, they are all so weak, and there is no one who can even pass the tricks? It seems that you still have to go to that black city to be interesting. Sakuramiya Lin Dao shook off the blood from the flame cry and sighed.

"Sakuramiya Lindao, if you're bored, I'll be your opponent." A voice rang out behind Lin Dao.

Sakura Palace Lin Dao turned around and said expressionlessly: "Ah, it's you, the defeated uncle, I didn't expect you to be able to escape from that prison." ”

The craftsman stood very casually, looking at Lin Dao calmly: "I didn't expect that you guys could really kill the supreme masterpiece. ”

Sakuramiya Lin Dao remembered the embarrassment of fighting with Yu Aoki before, his facial muscles stiffened slightly, and after a while, he said calmly: "Uncle, you don't really think you can win me, you were beaten badly last time." ”

The craftsman sighed: "Oh, I'm old, how can I win against you young man, I'm just ......"

Before the craftsman finished speaking, the chain blood droplets in his left hand were thrown without warning, and Sakuramiya Lin Dao was about to listen to the craftsman's words, but how could he have thought that he would suddenly attack, so he had to parry with a flame cry in a little panic and block the lock sickle.

The craftsman tugged on the chain with his left hand, and the blood of the scythe flew back into his hand, only to see Sakuranomiya Lin Dao's face was pale, and a drop of bright red blood oozed from his cheek, which was injured by the knife wind of the blood droplets.

"You bad old man, you are really undisciplined, you actually cut people in the middle of your words!" Sakuramiya Lin Dao reached out to wipe the blood from his face and said coldly.

The craftsman smiled, and said with some skin and facelessness: "You are the Northern Flame Knife, and you are in the prime of life, my old man has to take advantage of you to be fair." ”

"Leaning on the old and selling the old, don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under the sword," Lin Dao sneered, and the flame cry was horizontal in front of him, "Last time, I valued your forging ability and didn't kill you, today I want to behead you." ”

In Lin Dao's hand, the blade of the flame cry overflowing with pale red brilliance went upward, revealing a murderous aura and burning flames.

A petal floated down from the tree and landed on the blade of the Flame Cry, silently breaking into two pieces, the edges of which were charred black as if they had been burned by fire.