At the end of the night, the sky is bright. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everything is Fusu, and a touch of red glow appears in the sky, as if something is brewing.

The early morning wind blows silently, it blows through the ears, through the neck, making people feel a little cool. Dressed in tattered armor and carrying a heavy rune sword, Raven raised his head and stared silently at the cliff.

It was covered with steep mountain walls, occasionally with twisted and strange trees. Raven knew that this cliff was not as high as he thought, and if he was not injured, it would not be difficult to climb it. But now, due to excessive blood loss, her face is pale and her limbs are weak, and it is not easy to go up.

Hua Li Lang stood next to her, touched his head and looked up, he looked at it for a while and said, "Those vines on the mountain wall are all scorched by the fire, and it is estimated that they will not be used." It's a bit hard to climb up! ”

"Those demon vines and man-eating flowers have been burned clean by the fire, and if you go down now, you may be able to leave the valley." Raven finished speaking, and prepared to bend down. Hua Li Lang next to her grabbed her hand, Raven turned around, looked at each other, Raven's gaze dodged slightly, she frowned and said, "What are you doing!" ”

Hua Li Lang looked at her and said in a deep voice: "On the other side of the valley is a death swamp, which is full of miasma and cannot walk. ”

Raven silently wrenched his hand away, and climbed down with the Dance of Broken Wings in his hand.

Hua Li Lang grabbed the stone wall with both hands, frowned and shouted, "Hey! ”

Raven lowered her head and ignored it, she stepped on the rocks and went down, and waited until she reached the bottom of the valley before she looked at someone on the mountain wall and said, "After that fire, no matter how thick the miasma is, it is gone." I'm a high-level warrior, and the swamp doesn't have to be hard to get me. Since you are not a Demacian, I have no need to kill you, so from now on, you and I will go our separate ways! ”

Her voice reached Hua Li Lang's ears through the morning breeze. Hua Li Lang didn't say anything, watching her back disappear into the black wreckage little by little.

Feet, stepping on the scorched ground, squeaked, Raven pursed his lips and walked silently. The Dance of Broken Wings was tied behind her, and in a place where Hua Li Lang couldn't see, she looked back, and finally walked towards the death swamp that Hua Li Lang said.

She thought about it all night last night, but in the end she still didn't make up her mind to kill Hua Li Lang. Although that man is shameless and despicable, he has saved himself after all, so let him completely disappear from his memory!

My path is a battlefield of death and carnage, and my mission is only to fight.

As Raven thought, there was no more poisonous miasma on the swamp of death. As far as the eye can see, except for the mud, there are only traces of scorching. Just as she was about to step into the swamp, a playful voice suddenly appeared in her ears: "Such a big fire, didn't burn you to death?" ”

Raven was startled, looked up, and finally saw a figure from a huge stump that had been burned black.

It was the figure of a woman, with a graceful figure. It was still that natural and cool dress, but her white skin was stained with a lot of black dirty things, she looked down at the stump at her feet, and said softly: "This idiot, for the sake of a momentary refreshment, even wants his life." He also didn't want to think about how difficult it was for naturally formed plant spirits like us. ”

Raven was silent and removed his sword, pointing it at the other party.

Hua Li Lang looked up at the sky, and life was all nonsense.

Blowing a faint wind, there was a sudden silent sadness, presumably it was a pain again!

"Ahh

A sudden ghost roar startled the bird that was grooming its feathers on the branch. It flapped its wings and went all the way up, through the valley, through the clouds, and disappeared into the endless firmament.

"A coquettish man like me should stand on the top of the mountain and look down on all living beings!"

Hua Li wasted his strength to climb upward, trying to find a way forward. He used the scimitar and vines to move upwards little by little, and he believed that when he climbed out of the valley, it would be the time of the wind!

At the bottom of the cliff, two entangled figures.

The huge rune broadsword emitted a dazzling blue light, and in the free air, there were one mysterious rune after another.

Diagonal slashes, jump slashes, and stabs...... Under Raven's influence, the wind in the valley moved with the sword, and every move was filled with the sound of the wind.

The Sword of the Wind has been passed down for a long time, but it is also the most difficult sword technique to master, and it is a long-lost mastery like the Wind Sword Technique. Now, so easily appeared in the hands of a Noxian soldier, countless wind elves danced around the magical sword, and the elves folded their wings.

On the other side, Geral uses her magic to transform thorns one after another, winding, hindering, or attacking...... She is the most strange life in the world, her consciousness is born in the vines, but it is combined with a human corpse that has been dead for many years, and now she is an unknown creature.

Her magic power can't be stopped even by the ancient trees that have grown for 10,000 years.

Raven's injuries weren't light, and if she hadn't been injured, Gera's Thorn Technique wouldn't have been able to control her. It's a pity that she was already scarred, and if it weren't for the accidental awakening of the blood inherited from the Night Elves in her body, she wouldn't have been able to resist Jiera's attack at all.

Countless thorns pierced through the ground, forming a vast cage, and Raven was once again trapped in the prison, unable to see anything.

In the darkness, she felt cold tentacles approaching her, she held the sword tightly in her hand, bent over and gasped violently.

Geral landed lightly on top of Brissis' stump, her eyes closed and her hands manipulating the thorns. She was going to use her magic to drain Raven's blood and make it into a new specimen.

The raging magic emanated from her hands, enveloping the forest of thorns, and she could feel that the female warrior trapped in the forest was soon dying.

Hua Li Lang stood on the cliff and silently watched everything below. There is no doubt that his eyesight is extremely good, as long as there is nothing to obstruct, he can see. For example, Raven's glance back when they parted, and the female goblin standing in the night sky blowing the wind.

"I've heard that the most coquettish men only appear at the most critical moments! But should I save her? ”

Hua Li Lang had a wicked smile on his face, digging his nostrils at the mountain wind, he hadn't made up his mind yet.

The Noxus woman had hunted him down, and Brother Hua was usually very vindictive. But that person is Rui Mengmeng, who has been played by himself 10,000 times! It's a pity to die like this......

Hua Li Lang thought in his heart: first, that woman was not cute at all; Second, the woman was actually fierce; Thirdly, it is not good to save the woman herself.

So...... You don't have to think about it.

Someone standing on top of a high cliff with a cold wind threw a stone at Jara while she was casting a spell with all her might. The stone weighed about fifty or sixty pounds, the size of a millstone. When he threw it down, Hua Li Lang was very relaxed, and it felt like a cannon on a pirate ship.

This kind of behavior of shooting cannons from the sky is actually a sneak attack behind the scenes, Hua Li Lang is very proud, he knows that the cannon will inevitably hit the target.

So, the shot was crooked.

The stone fell from the sky, slammed less than three meters from Geura, and after a few bounces on the charred tree pole, it rolled down. Frightened, Gera stopped casting, and she turned her head to look at the cliff, where she saw a tiny figure on the cliff wall greeting her hand and squeezing out a scowling smile: "Hey......!"

A mouthful of green blood spurted out of her mouth, and the resentment in Jiela's eyes was like the surging river, and the flames in her eyes were like the Yellow River flooding out of control.

Still, it doesn't work.

Raven, thorn-tangled in thorns, felt relieved, and the darkness around her faded, and she saw the light again, seeing someone standing on a charred stump spurting blood. So she used all her strength to activate the rune broadsword in her hand with all her might.

A cyan glow flashed, and it was a trace of the wind.

Where the wind blows, Jiera lets out a terrible scream. A massive scar cut through her waist and abdomen, and she watched as her human body split in half.

Memories seem to go back to a long, long time ago.

There is a green vine that entangles a large tree, and they are like long-infatuated lovers, entangled with each other. Nothing in this world could separate them until a woman fell from the sky. The woman's body was swept up in Qingteng, and Qingteng found a strange power in the woman's body, and it felt that as long as it absorbed that power, it could become a life like the big tree around it.

At the moment when the soul of the green vine was born, it felt the endless resentment on the woman's body, and was attracted by the resentment, but the spiritual consciousness born in the green vine awakened in the corpse. In his despair, Brissis discovers that it is not his own kind that has awakened, but an obnoxious fellow.

Gera has awakened, the name of the female mage, who has the mutilated memories of the female mage. She didn't understand what she was, she just wanted to escape the valley. However, her body had become one with the tree, and she could only get out if the tree died.

It's just that I didn't expect that the nasty tree was indeed dead, but its own body was also dead. Now she is extremely weak, and she can no longer draw endless magic from that green vine.

When the cyan wind split her body in two, she suddenly understood that yesterday's fire was actually Brices's attachment to the former green vine. They died together, leaving themselves alone.

Jeta ...... Jeta ...... What exactly are you?

The corpse fell to the remains of Brissis, where a beautiful flower bloomed.