people, sometimes in a strange state......

The chaos caused by the explosion of the first shell behind him did not affect Ezreal in the slightest, and it seemed that the scene had instantly slowed down into fragments of slow-motion pictures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After several battles, he had developed a good cooperation with Lux, and he had already read some information from the protective spell that Lux had no time to warn and directly cast.

The delicate face that was quietly infected by despair, and the clear eyes with suddenly dilated pupils - the little black reflection in it.

Delusion, or real crisis?

It's just that there isn't that much time to squander.

Legend has it that a moment is a thought.

Twenty thoughts are a moment, and twenty moments are a snap of a finger.

Twenty bullets are one Luo pre, twenty Luo pre is one precursor, and there are thirty precursors in one day and one night.

Every moment is less than a short second, and even this less than a second can be divided into twenty thoughts.

When I understood the truth of the black reflection, how many thoughts did I use to make this decision?

Ezreal didn't know.

But his gaze was reluctant to 'read' and 'read', and he was nostalgic for the sweet and lovely bewitching face. This is not only a regret that haunts my heart, but also an eternal thought.

The girl's bright eyes suddenly widened, her red lips opened slightly, and she didn't have time to make a sound.

I saw that the gaze full of nostalgia to the stinging heart had turned around resolutely, and the back was not broad, but it was as calm as a mountain......

With a split-second decision, Ezreal, who turned around in the direction of the incoming cannonball, folded his arms in front of him as fast as he could, hoping that the legendary gauntlet in front of him would show a miracle!

In the next moment, two black shadows, one large and one small, came into view.

The flying cannonballs, with the accuracy of hitting the luck, only need to cross the last few meters to end the mission perfectly.

The leaders of the sand thieves, with all kinds of different eyebrows and flying expressions, have already appeared on their faces.

However, the general will inevitably die in battle.

The unexpected situation on the battle line always comes so unexpectedly.

A panicked camel beast successfully broke into the trajectory of a cannonball that was about to complete its mission. The arms of the untraced master hanging on one side, as well as the strong chest flesh and bones, meet the minimum requirements to push the wheel of history.

'Boom'!

After piercing the camel beast, the cannonball was deflected and crashed into the sand in front of the 'Explorer' to the left, blasting yellow sand and shrapnel everywhere, no less dangerous than the shrapnel of the cannonball, and came straight to Ezreal, who was blocking his arms in front of him.

The legendary gauntlet on the left hand is sure enough... Living up to the expectations of the new owner, being a shield is not the right way for it to open......

At the last moment, the 'curved light barrier' of the turn once again strengthened Ezreal's defenses.

The smaller shrapnel after being weakened cannot break through the skin, but only brings a certain amount of pain. But the right arm, which was hit by a large piece of shrapnel, immediately hung limply.

"Ahem... Ha~~~"

Accompanied by a strange sound in his throat, the sequelae of the instantaneous secretion of a large amount of adrenal hormones were also manifested at the same time - Ezreal noticed that his legs were uncontrollably limp.

Stubbornly holding on, I only let myself just kneel, not collapse to the ground.

Before he could regain his strength, a pair of trembling softness behind him hugged Ezreal tightly.

This was followed by Lux's soft murmur, "Why don't you hide ......"

"Sort of... Too late to ......"

"Hmm......"

Lux, who was ready to be moved, was amused by Ezreal who was touching her nose in embarrassment.

So this is, a real Ezreal senior?

It turns out that the feeling of being guarded is also very good.

"Bastard boy. He should have been killed with one shot. On the sand dunes in the distance, the members of the Crusader Mercenary Regiment, who had just arrived here, were sitting on the camel beasts waiting for the order of their leader, but they never expected that what they were waiting for was such a sentence.

Knowing nothing about feelings or anything for the time being, Taliyah followed the eldest sister's side, unable to understand what this sentence meant, and asked suspiciously: "Eldest sister, then should we save him or kill him?" ”

"Hmm...... No hurry, finches. It's so tiring to travel, so let's all rest on the camel beast for a while......"

No matter what he does in front of him, it is not a good opportunity, or take a look at the situation from the sidelines, Sivir has no intention of tearing up his face with the entire Shurima for the time being.

The strong wind blew through the heroic face of the 'goddess of war' standing on the top of the hill, blowing her beautiful long brown hair into the air like a splashing waterfall.

At this time, Ezreal, who was helped to stand up by Lux in the center of the battlefield, was flashing a trace of annoyance in his eyes, and he didn't care about any tactics and reservations at the moment.

The mana of the whole body quickly gathered in the left hand, and the yellow spell light appeared in the desert under the sun, forming an unexpected camouflage color.

At the same time, the unhurried ultimate, which was caught off guard after being injured, also greatly surprised the expectations of the sand thief leaders who were in the middle of the encirclement.

'Precise barrage'!

The golden crescent-shaped spell blade came in an instant, not only killing the black-robed man and the sand thief leader, but also penetrating the middle of the entire encirclement without stopping.

The knife cut the straw, and where the 'precision barrage' passed, a large piece fell with a brush.

On the battlefield, there was a brief and eerie quiet scene......

"Senior Izawa, you... Are you okay? ”

After invoking a large amount of mana, Ezreal leaned against his companion with a pale face, and Lux had no time to care if his posture was ambiguous.

"It's fine. Break through now! ”

"Your hand ......"

"Tie it up first, rush out and talk about it."

'Snort'

Lux decisively tore off the floating veil that adorned her left shoulder, tied it as quickly as she could, and the two of them supported each other to break to the side.

The hot sand wind, bringing yellow sand from the side and rear, also made a lot of noise, and even slightly slowed down their advance.

It wasn't until Lux had already run a short distance with the injured Ezreal in his arms that the sand thief, who was deeply shocked by the danger of the blow just now, began to act like a headless beetle.

Some continued to rush up and wanted to take down the two, and some looked weird.

The two artillery carriages, which belonged to different parts, also began to act separately after losing the orders of their leader. A gun carriage with two in charge of the battle, despite the Noxians who were directing the attack, put away its gun mount and prepared to 'turn in', and the one that was a little closer, after a little hesitation, finally continued to reload, but from time to time glanced at the empty midfield, which also betrayed their complicated thoughts.

After all, the sand thieves on the two wings are far apart, and the experience of the power of the 'precision barrage' is not as deep as that of the sand pirates in the middle of the battle.

The sand thieves in the joint battle, under the beckoning of their respective second and third masters, drove the camel beast with their weapons and killed the two of Ezreal.

But there were also a small number of sand pirates on the flanks who began to retreat quietly.

Sivir, who was on the hill on one side, saw the ugliness of the sand pirate team in his eyes, and his face showed a look of disdain: "Each has a ghost...... Crusader mercenary group, let's act! ”