Chapter 110: Dark Souls

Ahri was stunned in front of him, the extremely familiar shadow in this memory, and the appearance in front of him was a little unfamiliar, but it exuded a warm atmosphere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

His clean white robe was already stained with blood, and the wind and sand on the battlefield would leave tiny ink spots on it, and a few blood marks on his arms made people feel distressed when they saw it.

His cheeks were no longer so white, like a sissy who had been hiding in a shaded room all day, long covered by the blood mist of this vicious battle, and the sweat had soaked the dust left on his face into mud, and along with the blood, it was indiscriminately smeared. This guy who once loved cleanliness now looks dirty at last.

Ahri couldn't help but try to hide her mouth and chuckle.

Also, his smile...... Yes, it's still that kind of smile, beautiful and exquisite, a smile for every occasion. Ahri couldn't tell what was wrong with such a smile, but she hated it from the bottom of her heart.

But today, she finally knew that it was a smile to hide herself, like a nasty human skin mask, under which the most real, youngest, most tired, and weakest big boy was locked up.

"Long time no see." Reginard smiled, and there was no trace of tiredness in his natural appearance. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"yes, I accidentally saved someone who was so powerful." Ahri raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

Reginard looked at her with an expression that really couldn't help her, and smiled helplessly. "You're still like that. Hmm......" He looked her up and down, and the movement made her feel unnatural.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm......" his gaze remained somewhere in plumpness, "it seems to be big." ”

"Looking for a fight, huh?" Ahri snorted, hooking up his tail, "Really, it's still that nasty." Ahri pursed her mouth, the taste in her heart, itchy and numb, indescribable.

The noisy battlefield flowed on both sides, and the Noxus legions had begun to retreat, as if the movie shots were regressing, only to gently wrap the frozen two in the middle.

"Thank you." He suddenly said that the appearance of the right color in a moment is always so spiritually impactful. Then he said to the exhausted people around him, "Let's go back to the city and rest, if you don't want to have breakfast with those Noxians." ”

He looked up at the high walls, long ropes hanging from the tops of the battlements like vines climbing the walls, and the defenders had withdrawn to the inner walls, so that no one had cut them off and thrown them down.

He kicked the corpse in the corner, grabbed a rope, and pulled it down hard—the sound of the rope tightening showed it was strong.

"Thank you for saving me." Akali was embarrassed to tell Ahri, apparently remembering the battle in the jungle and wounding her herself.

"It's nothing, in the future, we will fight together." Ahri said, his eyes curved like crescent moons. "My name is Ahri, and I'm a very powerful demon fox."

"My name is Akali."

"Gone, everybody. Noxus will come by noon and we need to be ready. Reginard said, grabbing the rope in his hand, and was about to climb up, when suddenly someone grabbed him.

He paused, turned around, and saw Ahri looking at him with a smile, the corners of her mouth raised, and a pair of small tiger teeth peeking out from between her lips.

What's a bad idea?

Reginard smiled inwardly, his face looking at her inquiringly.

"Well, I don't want to climb." She puffed out her face, and her eyes gleamed with a sly light.

"Hmm...... You can also stay and play games with the Noxians. He pulled the rope and stepped on the wall and climbed upward, knowing that she would not give up.

Her shoulders suddenly heavily, and her arms wrapped around his neck, lying triumphantly on his back.

"Weak chicken, don't you want to run." She spoke in his ear, her voice soft and soft in his ear.

"Hold on." Reginard said with a wicked smile and half of his face turned to the side.

"Huh?" Ahri didn't react for a moment.

By the time she noticed the thunderous power of Reginald's palms and soles, it was too late.

"Ahh

The tears that burst out of her eyes were broken by her closed eyes, and the crystals hung on her slender eyelashes, and the girl's delicate voice swept all the way to the clear sky.

……

"Dark Führer Sindra?" Reginad muttered thoughtfully after listening to Ahri's words. "How much do you know about her plans?"

Ahri thought for a moment, but shook her head, "I don't know, I just know that she has an alliance with Noxus, and she hasn't mentioned anything specific......" The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, afraid that Reginard would blame her for working for Sindra, but he just touched her head comfortingly and told her that it was all over.

He stroked the palm of his hand over a pair of hairy ears on the top of her head, and the soft hairs and cartilage wrapped underneath her hair gave her a very special touch. The itch made Ahri shrink back and back to the side.

Reginard also smiled and helped the unconscious Varus up, this guy was carried by Udir on his shoulders like a sack all the way, and he also learned about him from Ahri.

Is Sindra mind controlled?

Reginard straightened his body and sat cross-legged on the ground, his fingertips dancing with magic light, scratching through the void air in front of him. Karma, who was next to her, also took a few steps back, so as not to affect him to cast the spell, and Irelia hugged Ahri from behind, looking in this direction, but there was a sense of amazement.

Lines of Dao light shone on the ground, outlining the shape of the magic circle, and appeared beneath Varus, steaming up bursts of magical power.

Although Reginald had searched through the collection of books in the Mage's Tower and traveled to many places during his short apprenticeship, this kind of color energy was rare.

It's not like the power of the void, it should be a mysterious energy that you have seen for the first time, and it is necessary to test it with the energy yourself to understand the approximation.

The magic array took shape, and the magic power in Reginald's body also overflowed, wrapped in spiritual power, and slowly probed into Varus's skin that had turned light purple.

As soon as his spiritual power entered his body, he felt a powerful repulsive force, as if he was about to squeeze his spiritual power out of his body. He felt himself immersed in a strange magical energy, a vast, pure magical energy that could almost engulf him, his body was completely taut, this magic of terrible purity......

In this nebula-like vastness of the spiritual world, he found the clear source of hostility.

The familiar dark energy that belonged to Sindra condensed into a raw-edged figure in this world of energy, a figure quite similar to the dark queen she saw that day.

The Dark Orb noisily condensed in space and blasted towards him.

Reginad couldn't dodge, his spirit trembled, and he retreated into his body.

"It can be a little tricky." Reginard frowned and said, "Still, it's good to have you." He looked at Ahri, who looked at him in confusion, so surprised that her ears pricked up.

"It's all up to you."