I'm not sure if Yan Huainan will fulfill his promise to you, but you seem to have forgotten something. ”

"What?"

Fei Maniac asked subconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong and yelled that it was not good, but it was already too late.

The question of what kind of damage a bow can do is like asking a swordsman what a sword can do.

Song Jingyan will tell you that a sword opens the world, and there is nothing that he Song Jingyan keeps slashing.

For Trixis, drawing the bow was her instinct, integrated into her blood and soul, even if she was not the queen of the night forest at that time, even if she was just a girl running happily in the forest, even if she had to borrow Sean's body to breathe the air of nature herself.

Only, the memory of drawing the bow is like instinct.

shout

Fei Maniac's eyes widened, and the seamless coordination allowed the arrow to come to his eye socket and make intimate contact with the eyeball.

The arrow does not have the brain of a madman, even though this brain is hailed as a treasure of human civilization by the state of Stan, and the arrow passes by the priceless and half-tender brain like tofu at the touch of a button, fulfilling its rightful mission.

"This ......"

The madman didn't have time to think, and he didn't have time to use his nimble brain to think about why the poisonous smoke he had developed didn't work, and why the man still had the strength to draw his bow and shoot such a powerful blow.

Poof, Fei Madman wanted to die without blinding, although one eye was shot through, he had another eye.

It is said that those who do not turn a blind eye either have great grievances or just want to see more of the world.

Whether the world is good or bad, it still makes people nostalgic.

The last wish of the madman Fei was broken by another arrow, and the bow was tightened, and the sound of breaking through the air was broken.

Perhaps for the sake of symmetrical art, or for the peculiar obsessive-compulsive disorder, the other eye has become as empty as the black hole.

As if he was unwilling, and as if he had suffered a loss, he was cautious, and after a while, Fei Maniac was no longer the Fei Maniac, but a dead man with arrows stuck in his body like a hedgehog.

"You...... You okay. ”

Plum Blossom Thirteen was tightly held in his arms by Trixi, and the epidermis of his body was wrapped in a layer of magic that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Does Little Beauty care about me?" Smiled evilly, but his body fell on Plum Blossom Thirteen without obeying, "It's okay to take a rest." ”

Trixis closed her eyes, and when Fei Maniac broke the test tube, she held Plum Blossom Thirteen in her arms, but she didn't protect herself at the first time.

Whether the user of this body is Sean or her now, just like Sean dies, the same will happen, the space created by the dominant necromancer will also be annihilated, and their flexibility to live by relying on the space in the body will also dissipate.

Even if he can't get used to Sean, Trixis still won't do anything in front of him, because they are all people in the same boat.

Sean lives well, they have a chance to live in the world again, and when Sean dies, they will naturally be closed the last door.

Even so, she still chose to protect the plum blossom thirteen.

"Is it because Tai has not come to this world? Damn, I didn't expect this gas to really work. ”

Tricis thought, closing his eyes tiredly.

"Hey Sean, what's wrong with you, wake up!" Plum Thirteen shouted, no matter how much he shouted, Sean still showed no sign of waking up.

The explosion in the office building in Moe City attracted the attention of many people, but no one came to check on the situation.

Even the melon-eaters everywhere, in the face of a moody, murderous city lord like a chicken, the soul of eating melons is also pressed to the bottom of his heart and endured.

Chrystian was the first to come here.

Looking at the unconscious Sean, and the Fei maniac who was covered with arrows, listening to the shouts of Plum Blossom Thirteen, he instantly judged what was happening.

And breathing, very weak, sent to the hospital.

Chrystian made a decision, "Miss May, help me find a doctor, and the master will leave it to me." ”

"Huh?! Good. ”

Plum Blossom Thirteen then remembered that he should not cry and beg Sean to wake up at this time, but to confirm his physical condition.

Sean's mutation, coupled with the surprise attack of the Fei madman, made her panic.

His fingers lightly placed on Sean's wrist, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Poisoned!" ”

"Please also ask Miss Mei to find a doctor, I will take care of the master here."

Once again, Chrystian said, "I have a way to save my lord's life." ”

In a tone that could not be refused, Plum Blossom Thirteen nodded mechanically, called Sean to Christie's hand, and disappeared here with a brisk walk.

"You've got to hold on!" Plum Blossom Thirteen silently instructed.

Chrystian looked at the distant Plum Thirteen, and was not as flustered as the Plum Thirteen, he was as calm as ever.

Quietly looking at Sean, "Then, sir, it's time to come back." ”

Chrystian didn't cheat on Torx Thirteen, or he didn't tell Torx the whole situation, and asking her to go to the doctor quickly was just an excuse to let Torx leave and leave him with Sean.

The black beads forged by other people's souls glistened in Chrystian's hands, burning the last of his life as if he already knew his fate.

"If the ability to dominate the necromancy is just an ability to turn people into madmen, there will be no legend of the ancient hero Nyvon Moore, the fate of the barren land, my fate depends on you, lord."

Chrystian said with a smile.

Once again, the black beads turned into smoke and drilled into Sean's body in an orderly manner.

The little poisonous smoke was not taken into Clestian's eyes, even the most poisonous poison in the world could not take Sean's life.

Replenishing Sean's soul in lieu of the punishment of death is exactly what Chrystian is going to do. Fortunately, although the quality of ordinary people's souls is not high, it is better than quantity.

A steady stream of black soul beads was taken out, and a steady stream of them were consumed by Sean.

Long wait, long anxiety.

Chrystian is a very patient person and a delicate person, and he has to be anxious at this time.

Since ruling Moe City, how many people have been killed, how much blood has been shed, and how many soul beads have been collected.

At this time, they were all inhaled by Sean, but there was no sign of him waking up.

"What the hell is going on, what happened?"

In a hurry, Chrystian couldn't help but wonder if there was a mistake, but he didn't know that at this time, Sean's internal space had undergone earth-shaking changes.

One by one, strange souls came to the inner space, and before they could see what this strange place looked like, they disappeared again.

This was a normal process, but it annoyed the many souls who played the Gwent cards in the Golden Palace, and of course, Sean who accidentally got the Gwent cards.

I don't know which button I moved, and every new soul will have a mechanical sound of welcome to express enthusiasm.

Forget one or two, ten or eight will endure it, and if these hundred or so come together, who can stand it.

"What the hell is going on! I don't want people to play the cards! ”

Sean said angrily, mixing the cards in his hand with the pile.

He this

The luck of the put was not very good, neither the basic hand build nor the key cards were drawn.

By the cacophony of sounds, he was fortunate to be relieving.

Most of the dumplings won't speak, at least not in front of Sean, except for the red dango who enthusiastically wants to give Sean a non-stop performance and give birth to a child, the rest covered their ears and watched Sean's movements, which was very serious.

"I didn't admit defeat, don't you think this environment is too noisy? Even if you have good luck, you won't be able to make a fuss! ”

Just as he was about to write the trick on his face, Sean stood up with some weakness and said, "I'll go out and see who is doing the thing." ”

With that, he turned around and left the Golden Palace.

After losing sixteen in a row, he had long wanted to leave and stop playing, but he couldn't pull it down.

Well, there's a valid excuse.

Outside, the sky was dyed black with a black soul.

Flickering, disappearing, and replenishing.

"How did you get back? Are you tired of playing too? Sean looked at the familiar purple ball, pointed to the sky and asked, "What the hell is going on, it looks like the end of the world." ”

Trichis was silent, gave Sean a cold look, and bypassed Sean to burrow into the Golden Palace.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Sean was stunned.

"Because, she's unwilling, do you think she's willing to come back?"

It was a transparent little dumpling that spoke, and after being brutally replaced by Trixi, he could only come back obediently and be a good dumpling.

At this time, seeing Trixi's puffy appearance, the transparent little ball really wanted to laugh out loud, but he couldn't, he had more important things to tell Sean.

"Hurry up and go back, if you keep doing this, we're all going to have fun!"

"You mean, let me out?" Sean asked, uncertain.

Although he lost sixteen in a row on the Gwent card, he only played tricks to get lucky, and if he left at this time, wouldn't he admit that the strongest squirrel party in his heart couldn't beat the others.

Men can lose, but they can't lose face.

Looking at the transparent little ball suspiciously, how do you feel that the changes in space are related to yourself.

"That's right, that's what you think, get out quickly, although I'm not sure what will change when you go out, I hope it's a good change."

Yancheng, Song Mansion.

Song Jingyan happily hugged Xiaohu'er, letting this mischievous little guy pull his beard.

Joy can't be hidden, and so are worries.

Until now, Prosperity has not called him a father, which made him anxious.

He knew that it was his fault, he shouldn't have been in such a hurry, he thought that the prosperity was still small at that time, and he couldn't remember things, but he didn't expect that he was still resented by her.

glanced at Steward Song, wanting him to help, at least as a wingman.

But at this time, Steward Song's old face was crowded together, making the old face full of wrinkles turn into an old face full of deep ravines. The arrival of the next generation of the Song family made this old man who had served the Song Mansion for decades forget the master of the Song Mansion.

Leading the way, the arrangements have already been made to welcome the prosperous and little tiger, and Steward Song pushed open the door of the lobby.

"Master, eldest lady, little master, everything is ready."

"This is ......" Song Jingyan froze in place, looking at Steward Song's eyes full of surprise.

"This ......" Fanhua looked at the food on the table with mixed thoughts.

"It's red beans, my favorite is red beans." Little Tiger shouted.