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When the bitter Jiaoyan said this, he was greeted by an even more terrifying and cruel criminal law.

"Ah......h

With a cry of pain that resounded through the sky, Jiaoyan, who couldn't stand the flames, finally passed out under the drive of pain.

"Get up."

Looking at Jiao Yan who was unconscious, Qi Yu's face was so angry and helpless.

With a wave of his right hand, all the flames that had gathered on his body disappeared from his body, replaced by a blue, cool spring.

As a full-attribute existence, Qi Yu is not only able to use powerful fire attribute techniques, but is also proficient in other attributes Qi Yu.

It's just that because of the different frequency of use, the attack power and efficiency of various elements are different.

As a clear spring irrigated Jiaoyan's body from top to bottom, Jiaoyan also woke up because of the pain.

Enduring the pain on his body, Jiao Yan looked at the terrifying existence in front of him resentfully and helplessly.

The moment he devoured the blood of the Ancestor, when he was infinitely close to the Battle Master, his heart was so proud and arrogant.

But reality gave him a heavy slap in the face, and when the angry Qi Yu appeared, Jiao Yan realized that this world was so wonderful and mysterious.

Even if he has the strength of the peak of a half-step battle division, even if he is only facing an advanced early stage existence, if he underestimates the enemy, if his strength is not his own, then defeat will not become a luxury.

"Say, where is Madoka and how did she disappear."

Clenching his trembling fists tightly, Qi Yu took a long breath, and finally suppressed the desire to kill Jiao Yan like this.

Looking at the helpless and sad Qi Yu in front of him, Jiao Yan's face showed a mocking smile, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or the poor person in front of him.

"I don't know the specifics."

As Jiao Yan slowly narrated, the incident a few months ago slowly unfolded in front of Qi Yu.

When Xiao Yuanyuan was swept away by the Ice Wind, Ice Wind handed Xiao Yuanyuan and several other children over to the existence sent by Jiao Yan that night.

Under the escort of the shaman of the hunting team Bright Sect and Jiao Yan's men, Xiao Yuanyuan and the others rushed over to Black Jiao City along the arranged road.

Originally, according to the agreement, the hunting party and the shaman would give Jiao Yan the reward that should have been paid to Jiao Yan on a mountain peak outside the Black Jiao City.

After that, Jiao Yan will withdraw most of his manpower, leaving only one or two existences for contact, and follow the hunting team to hand over Xiao Yuanyuan and the others to the Holy See of Light.

But when Jiao Yan waited on the mountain peak as agreed, it was not everyone from the hunting team who greeted him, but bad news.

"All perished, all the children were missing."

Looking at the sad and desperate Qi Yu, Jiao Yan slowly ended his narration, curled up and squatted aside, waiting for his own upcoming fate.

"Win or lose."

As a prince, as a genius, when Jiao Yan learned the fate of his death, although he thought about resisting and thinking a lot. But in the end, he chose to accept it, even though everything he did was to make the kingdom strong again.

But the moment when it loses its humanity and becomes a lackey of the Holy See of Light.

When he chose to hand over the poor children of the Kingdom to the Holy See of Light, it was initially out of compassion for the poor children.

But when his claws stretched out to Xiao Yuanyuan's people, Jiao Yan already understood that he was no longer the respected existence he used to be.

No matter what Jiao Yan's starting point was, when he chose to harm his own people and hurt his own country, he had already deviated from his own life.

Therefore, when the angry fist of fire came at him, Jiao Yan chose to accept it.

Just close your eyes and welcome the coming of death.

"That's not bad."

Jiaoyan, who had already lost his thirst for life, said mockingly in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, where?"

Looking at Qi Yu who was so sad in front of him in confusion and puzzled, Jiao Yan's face showed a smile of rebirth, and it was so soft and happy under the flames.

"Holy Mountain."

Looking at Qi Yu with a sad face, Jiao Yan said lightly, and then turned his head aside, waiting for death to come again.

Although there are many branches of the Holy See of Light, for an elf like Xiao Yu who is extremely talented and rare with the light attribute, the Holy Mountain will be her only home.

Because of some reasons in ancient times and other existences, there are insoluble contradictions between the Bright Church and the existence of the demon race, the orcs, and the elves.

Therefore, when both sides catch the existence of the other, they will choose to destroy or assimilate, for an existence like Xiao Yu, if he can't be assimilated in the Holy Mountain, then even if his talent is excellent, what awaits him will only be death.

"Holy Mountain? Holy? ”

Looking at Jiao Yan, who had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, Qi Yu's face showed a trace of hideousness and contradiction, perhaps because some strange thoughts appeared in his heart.

Qi Yu smiled helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, the walls of fire around him dissipated at once.

Although he didn't find Xiao Yuanyuan's whereabouts, Qi Yu believed that he would definitely be able to meet him, as long as he was strong enough, he would definitely find Xiao Yuanyuan, he would.

Glancing at the clear sky, Qi Yu said with an oath in his heart.

……

"Die."

Accidents are called accidents because of their suddenness and unknownness.

When Qi Yu planned to leave the Feijiao Kingdom like this, he went to Tianyuan Academy while looking for Xiao Yuanyuan's whereabouts.

Death befell him like this, and no matter when, an assassination full of planning and careful planning was so terrifying and terrifying.

Looking down at the blood-dripping chest, Qi Yu's face showed a painful expression.

"Roar."

With a huge and painful dragon roar, a golden dragon rose from Qi Yu's body, covering the entire royal capital city under his body.

The dragon was wailing, and the sky seemed to feel the dragon's wailing and sorrow, and it rained blood-colored smoke.

"You?"

Looking back with a struggle, Qi Yu's face showed a sad and desperate look.

When a junior warlord wants to assassinate someone, when he has been hiding for a long time and has been carefully planned.

Even a bug-like existence like Qi Yu has to fall under his meticulous layout.