Minsa's heart was determined, his eyes bloomed with determination, and the corners of his fiery red clothes were reflected in bright purple by the light of the blue crossbow behind him, fluttering in the wind under the silver armor. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bow is like a half moon, and the man is like a fairy.

The more mysterious it is, the more beautiful it is.

Minsa carried the crossbow straight into the deep forest where the artillery was hidden, and solving the artillery was the key to this battle. And at the end of the direction where Minza was rushing, a violent struggle was taking place in the deep forest at this moment.

The Ghost-Faced Military Division used all his strength to resist the coercion and forced drag of the soldiers around him. He seems to have found the source of fate, and he doesn't want to leave! He can't go!

"Let go of me! Let me go! ”

"You're the opposite! Let me go! ”

"I command you, let me go at once!"

"Strategist, you must evacuate now! It's dangerous here! ”

"This is the order of the commander, I hope the military master will forgive the sins."

"Strategist, that female demon has an evil magic weapon in her hand, and the artillery on the battlefield in front is controlled by that magic weapon, if you don't leave, your life will be in danger!"

The leader gestured with a look, and the guard holding the Ghost Face Military Division on his side suddenly had a wrist board, and blocked the mouth of the Ghost Face Military Division with his backhand, letting him struggle frantically, and it was difficult to say a word.

The Ghost-Faced Military Master was stuffed with strips of cloth in his mouth, screaming and roaring, he thought that even if he died, he would stay, and he couldn't go with them! But after thinking about this, his heart suddenly emptied. Because he was shocked to realize that in front of the Shadow Commander and the guards of the Legion, he had lost the method of threatening his life as the bottom line.

He struggled for a long time, dragged so far by the legion guards, and he didn't say a single word of death. Because from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want to die now, let alone kill himself......

Because he saw the "immortals" flying in mid-air, flying from the sky.

She......

What does she look like......

The Ghost-Faced Military Master was gagged, whimpering and roaring with all his might, his eyes were full of blood-red light, and tears welled up from the blood-red, splashing on the way forward under duress.

His eyes turned to stare at the immortal in mid-air, she had a face that was clearest in his memory, and even the two eyes were so similar.

The dark blue half-moon ring-like holy weapon she was carrying behind her was the light of the Spirit Tree that she had been most obsessed with, the last color in his memory when the holy blue light devoured the world.

Who is she?

Who is she?

Can anyone tell me? Who is she?

Could it be that she's the one I'm looking for?

The Ghost-Faced Military Master looked around at the guards beside him, those few black armor masks that looked extremely familiar, but they were so unfamiliar, these Shadow Legion guards who were still unfamiliar to the bones no matter how long they got along. Who can tell him who she is? No one can!

Everything in this heaven and earth has nothing to do with him, he is a monster in this era of this world! He's superfluous, he's a joke!

Qingzhi, have you been born again? Do you remember me?

……

Minsa must have thought in her heart, and flew over, carrying the ancient god crossbow to rush to the direction that the elite armor army pointed out to her, and the artillery might be hidden. She had to intercept the next attack from the artillery, and the rear battlefield could not withstand the brutality of a second shell.

But when Minza came near, there was nothing wrong with the overgrown ground in this direction, and there was no sign of anything significant crushing. She knew that this was not the right direction, so she subconsciously listened to the movements around her, if the Jingjia army pointed well, the deviation of the position would not be too far. Minsa calmed down, trying to determine the possible location of the artillery.

Let her eyes be slightly closed and her heart pure, but the howls of the battle on the battlefield were too noisy, and Minsa didn't judge for a while.

At this moment, not far from the southwest, there was a sudden crisp sound.

"Bang!"

Minsa's eyes widened and she looked in that direction for a moment, and before she could determine whether it was a gunshot or not, she heard a hoarse voice shouting, "Who are you?" ”

Minsa was momentarily stunned.

In this three-word sentence, Minsa unconsciously wet his cheeks with tears. It's a familiar sound...... Familiar with dreams, familiar with another time and space, familiar with the deepest and warmest place in the heart.

The voice had doted on her several times, had given her the most solid sense of security, and solemnly said to her before she lost consciousness: "If there is an afterlife, we will recognize each other with this butterfly ring, and you must remember to marry me!" ”

The voice was firm and trembling, a little distant in the loud sound of heaven and earth crashing, but extremely sincere. His familiar warm eyes burst out with love and stared at Minsa in front of him......

The man with the voice took out a butterfly-shaped ring and placed it on Minza's hand. Good! In the next life, we will use butterfly rings as proof. I must remember to marry you!

With tears in their eyes, they looked at each other......

Minsa came back to her senses and looked at the empty fingers, the ancient crossbow behind her as if to remind her, blinking and glinting.

Minsa flew to his feet, straight in the direction of the more familiar sound of the gunshot, as if following the source of fate, without hesitation.

The gunshots that Fang Mingsa heard were the actions of the Ghost-Faced Soldier, and in his last desperate struggle, he pushed the guard who was threatening him on his right arm for a moment, and then pulled the gun out of his arms and gave the guard a shot.

Only then did he free his hand, tear off the cloth stuffed in his mouth, and shouted quickly.

This gun was made for himself by him, and it is the only one in the world. Because it is particularly delicate and portable, suitable for close-range combat and sneak attacks, it is not as muffled as the loud sound of guns on the battlefield, so Minsa couldn't determine for a moment whether this crisp sound was a gunshot or not.

The Ghost-Faced Master broke away from one of the guards, and the other guards filled in and gagged him again, and the Ghost-Faced Master took advantage of the fact that the guards had no time to hold him hostage with all their might, and raised his precision gun again, shooting all the guards around him.

If anyone can see his marksmanship, they will be amazed. Each shot hit the fatal point with precision, and even if the Ghost-Faced Strategist didn't turn around to look in the direction of the guards who were following behind him, he could infer it with precision and hit them in the heart with one shot.

This is his best ability, even if it is the ability of another time and space, but he has never forgotten it.

Instantly disposed of all the guards who were in the way, the Ghost-Faced Military Master turned around in a hurry, the figure of the woman was long gone in mid-air, he judged the direction she might settle, and turned back and ran.

Before one hand could pull out the clogged cloth, a strong wind suddenly came from behind!

The strong wind of this evil sect shook the ground out of the whirlpool, and even placed the Ghost Face Military Master in the center of the whirlpool, making his steps vague and unable to move. The wind was even more suctive, dragging the whirlpool backwards, and the Ghost-Faced Strategist in the center had to control its footsteps to retreat with the whirlpool.

He wanted to call, but when he opened his mouth, there was no sound......

This feeling of helplessness may have only been experienced when he died in his arms......