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In fact, it was completely LeBlan's overthinking, if she really did it, even if An Chen could win, but with her thirteenth-level rune mana strength, An Chen would not win so easily. If you want to tell the winner, it will take at least dozens of rounds later.

An Chen just borrowed the murderous aura accumulated over the years in the murderous sword to crush her, including using hallucinogenic skills to simulate the scene in the murderous sword and cooperate with the killing intent to make her mental world collapse.

These are not Anchen's own abilities, they are just tricks.

LeBlanc's spirit is much stronger than Anchen's, and with his own defense, Anchen's hallucinogenic judgment only judged the guaranteed one second. But one second is indeed enough, in LeBlanc's eyes, Anchen is just too lazy to kill her.

And it is very difficult for Anchen to do it at present, after all, she has to guard against killing intent at any time. If you really want to make a move, your strength can only be exerted seven or eight times out of ten.

It's just a pity that LeBlanc doesn't know this.

It took a few minutes for LeBlanc to regain his fluctuating mental strength and staggered to his feet.

Looking at the direction An Chen left, she forced a laugh.

Wait, it won't be that simple.

"I'm back." Anchen's lazy voice sounded at the door.

He put the firewood in his hand by the door, washed his hands, and walked into the back room.

Vladimir was lying under the quilt, his face was not very good-looking, and his lips were still trembling.

Seeing An Chen come back, he pretended to be inconsequential and nodded.

"Hey, I said, you are a man, how can you be like a girl, you can still get sick if you go for a swim."

Anchen sighed, grumbled and sat on the edge of the bed.

Vladimir's face turned pale again by Anchen's words, turned his head sideways, and snorted coldly.

"Don't move." Saying helplessly, An Chen stretched out a hand and slammed his forehead, feeling the following temperature.

"It's okay, it seems that the medicine in the morning is still a little useful, haha I didn't expect any match to be effective, I'm really a genius."

Dare you to test my medicine!?

Originally, Vladimir, whose face was slightly red because of Anchen's actions, almost spurted out a mouthful of blood in the reverse flow of qi and blood.

"Don't look at me like that." The old god Anchen said: "I have been studying for a while, except that I have no experience in the spiritual bed, there is absolutely no problem with theoretical knowledge. Rest assured. ”

Hey, you just talked about the experience of the spiritual bed, right, it's the spiritual bed, right? You're ready to eat me to death, aren't you?

Looking at Vladimir's expression, which was more ugly than crying, An Chen patted his head: "Come on, don't squirm like a, I'll cook medicine for you." ”

It's not you who eat, of course you don't care, bastard!

Helping Vladimir pull the quilt, Anchen walked back to the hall.

I took out a few herbs from the medicine cabinet and put them in the medicine tray, grinding them into powder.

Soon there was a smell of medicine in the medical hall, and smoke from the firewood wafted from the roof.

Noxus

In the gloomy hall, illuminated by the light of the rune lamp, a round table, surrounded by a group of people in robes.

"Is there any news from LeBlanc?"

"Not yet."

"Hmph, it looks like Black Rose's intelligence capabilities need to be reassessed."

"What happened to the Demacia forces on their way to the Mogro Trail."

"We're almost in the mountains."

"How long will it be close to the shoreline?"

"Six thousand... I guess that's about three weeks. ”

"Write a letter and let LeBlanc hurry up, time is running out. We need to hear the good news within two weeks. ”

"I'll go and pass it on then."

"Hmm."

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The gloomy hall was quiet again, and the guard standing on the side was like a stone statue, and he had heard nothing, and he could only hear nothing.

LeBlanc looked at the letter in his hand, and his smiling face became much colder.

2 weeks ······

Do they know the strength of the Trick Blade?

Thinking about LeBlan, she took a deep breath.

You can't be in a hurry, if you're too anxious, even if you put the whole black rose in it, it won't be enough for that person to kill.

Threats are already impossible, lure? Just on the terms that those people prescribed?

Pardon the Banished Blade and her crimes?

Just kidding, a strong man of this level still needs their pardon?

Didn't you see that the trickery was all well obtained under the wanted of the four cities, and I didn't see anyone touching her brow.

Thinking, LeBlanc closed her eyes.

Those old guys, what else will they do but play with those boring politics.

"Your Excellency?" A man beside LeBlanc said cautiously.

"Say." LeBlanc's voice was a little cold, and everyone could see that she was in a very bad mood right now.

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead: "My lord, if you are urging over there, I don't know if there is a message from my side that is useful." ”

"What's the news?"

"According to the eyeliner of the black market in the Storm Plains, it seems that the Trick Blade can't control its killing intent."

···

LeBlanc's eyes opened slightly, and he skimmed to the man: "What do you mean?" ”

"I've heard that someone in the Plains of Stormwind has seen the Trick Blade go berserk, and according to the black market, it seems to be like this every day, around sunset."

Runaway?

LeBlanc took a sip of the red wine in his hand: "You mean..."

"Yes, the Blade of Sorcery seems to want to live in seclusion right now." The man said, smirking to himself.

"But those who follow our path have no turning back, as long as she recognizes herself."

Now that he has embarked on the battlefield and embarked on the deeds of murder and humiliation, he can only go all the way to the black, and it is already an illusion to retreat with his whole body. It's impossible to live that ordinary life again.

If you want to leave, you can't pass other people's knives, and you can't pass your own knives.

(Think of those wars, war criminals were naturally all executed, and those who survived, ordinary soldiers, or war heroes were also unable to adapt to the lives of ordinary people, most of them lived in the shadows all their lives, and many even went to the point of no return.) American veterans of the Vietnam War, how many were crazy, depressed, and how many became criminals after the war. Many of China's veterans of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression are still living in their own world, and they will never forget those wars until they were brought to the grave. ）

LeBlanc took a sip of the wine, her lips sticking to the wine and becoming more rosy, and the corners of her mouth smiled again.

"I'll leave it to you, if you can't do it, you can decide it yourself."

"Yes."

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Reply, first of all, the story background of this book is roughly based on the current story background of League of Legends, but I have made some changes to some details, and you can think of it as the butterfly effect caused by the protagonist. I couldn't watch it before because it was blocked.,So I can't find it.,The screen was only recently unlocked.。 As for whitewashing heroes, in fact, I personally think that everyone should have their own story, hateful people must have pity, this is not whitewashing, but speaking of which, there are also negative or neutral in my book, you see, Mondo, werewolf, alchemy, Galen, sword queen, Lux, Noshou, some are neutral and some are villains. Then, I'm a man, no anal thank you. Finally, it's a classmate who wants to open the black together.,League of Legends, I didn't play well.,I haven't even reached level 30.,I'm afraid you don't dare to open the black with me.,Haha.。 Well, so be it.