People, once they get used to being around something, will become dependent. If one day something you used to suddenly disappears, even if you used to hate it, you will feel lost, and you will feel that "although it is a little annoying, it is not bad to be with yourself like this." ”

Every day, the first thing Axia sees when she wakes up and walks out the door is the stinky face of that person. Then usher in another time of idleness amid someone's nagging.

However, that person did not show up today.

Even Xiao Lou, who came back from fitness in the morning, didn't know where Lin Tianxiang moved. The only thing that is certain is that since he and Yan Yurou are not there, they will either go on a mission, or they may not know where to go.

If it's the latter, when the two come back, they must preach.

"Where's that guy?" Her Royal Highness asked in an indifferent tone.

However, no matter how well the tsundere princess disguised, she was also seen through by the old Siji's Moxia. "They went out to do some errands, Lin Tianxiang asked me to accompany you to school first." Summer mornings are often sunny days, and ordinary vampires simply don't dare to take half a step out of the door. Of course...... It's not uncommon for some NEITE bloodlines to risk dying once in order to buy something like a starter bonus.

However, she, Empress Mosia, the princess of the sun, the goddess of vampires, not even the sun can do anything to her. Even if her strength has now dropped to the elder level, the blood of the sun flowing in her body is destined to make her the first vampire legend to walk under the sun.

"Hmph...... Okay. Axia replied nonchalantly, and before Mothea could go out the door in her boots.

"That guy, what an incompetent bodyguard......"

No one heard the girl whisper softly.

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In the royal house surrounded by mountains, the sun was obscured by clouds. The aura of extreme yin wandered among the mountains, and the temperature was as cold and unforgiving as a winter night.

At this moment, in the midst of a gloomy world. Everyone's eyes stayed in the figures above the air, like small mortals looking up at the invincible gods.

Although, they don't know that it's an imposter of imposters.

Even if Lin Tianxiang really used the "deception god" to open the god form, it was just a trick to deceive the gods like Prometheus.

"Beggar from the gods, mortal."

Yan Yurou discovered one thing: every time Lin Tianxiang got the plug-in, he was extraordinarily inflated and second, and the shame was simply off the charts, but it didn't seem to be in harmony at all.

A seventeen-year-old genius beautiful girl, He Ye, who is also an S-level agent, stabbed her uncle's waist and muttered in her ear: "Na, uncle, when did Lin Tianxiang become so powerful?" "On weekdays, S-class agents have very little contact, but she has carried out several missions with Lin Tianxiang. You must know that the "appearance fee" of S-class agents is very high, and ordinary missions below A-class will not be considered for them at all. Even S-Class missions are performed by a single agent. Missions that require two or more S-Class agents are all a tough battle.

Therefore, He Ye has seen Lin Tianxiang's strength. To be honest, Lin Tianxiang is indeed strong, but it is also within the scope of understanding...... And now, it's beyond her realization.

Even if she had seen the battle between Lin Tianxiang and Cain, she could still see the strength of Lin Tianxiang to some extent. But now, the power of time displayed by Lin Tianxiang is no longer in the category that human beings can exert at all.

At this time, Yang Wenlong had already taken out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket of his clothes, took one in his mouth, took a deep breath, and spit out a smoke ring. "I only know that if Lin Tianxiang is in his current state, there are limitations." Otherwise, the first thing he did was not in Tokuyama, but at the Hanging Sword Headquarters...... Of course, he didn't say the last sentence.

"Lin Tianxiang, what tricks are you playing?" Wang Tuming finally accepted the facts in front of him and recovered from the shock. Originally, he had come to his senses, but this guy who didn't play cards according to the routine forced his momentum back.

At the top of the altar, Lin Tianxiang stood on one foot and looked down at everyone, laughing loudly: "It's okay, I want to ask why?" Because I'm coming! ”

Then, before they could react to this sentence, the powerhouses of the worlds saw Lin Tianxiang reach into the imaginary space with his right hand and slowly pull out a pitch-black long knife.

"Oh? Is that guy's exclusive weapon? The boy with an inch head and a height of one meter eight sensed that his weapon had a strong resonance with the birth of Lin Tianxiang's divine soldier.

Not only him, but all the agents present who already had their own weapons felt this way.

"Sun Buping, did I sour you?" He Ye said to the first boy who sensed the change in his weapon. "To be honest, I really doubt that Lin Tianxiang is the illegitimate son of one of the big guys above."

The gods were born, and the weapons surrendered.

Lin Tianxiang's pitch-black long knife no longer belongs to the ranks of mortal soldiers.

Of course, there is a god-level weapon in this world, and Lin Tianxiang's magic sword Hegel is an example, and now Lin Tianxiang can be said to be a combination of things and things.

"You guys...... After so many years of hanging swords, you still don't understand the characteristics of your weapons? Yang Wenlong was deeply worried about the future of the Hanging Sword, "All the weapons developed by the Hanging Sword, the strength and weakness are according to the master. ”

Sun Buping frowned, unconvinced: "I don't think he can be much better than me." "is also an S-class agent who serves with a hanging sword, Sun Buping recognizes Lin Tianxiang's strength, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have any self-esteem.

"But that's the way it is, your axe has surrendered." Yang Wenlong poured cold water on him mercilessly, "It's a good thing to be unconvinced, but as an agent, you should think rationally, not judge blindly." ”

"Alright, uncle. We're not here to listen to your lessons. "At this time, only Lola, who is an outsider, dares to talk like this to the leader of the personnel department." I found myself getting more and more interested in this guy. ”

Lin Tianxiang's knife is a Tang knife, professionally speaking, it is called a Tang horizontal knife. Originally, he was more inclined to swords, but the brains of those developers who were like fans remembered knives.

Fortunately, the Tang knife is also quite handsome, at least they are not designed to be a machete with a ring......

"This knife is called Lethe."

As Lethe regained the light of day, the pitch-black blade was like the master of hell, absorbing all the powerful ghosts summoned by the Ten Thousand Ghost Sealing Array. The terrifying chill makes everyone feel like they are in a real hell.

Lin Tianxiang's original plan was to use Hegel to fight, but it happened that his weapon was completed, so he did not hesitate to lock Hegel in a small black room.

New weapons, naturally, have to be taken out to practice and adapt to the hands.

And the first one to use it for blood was Simmons, who made a mess of himself last time.

There was no greetings, no foreplay, the two tacitly entered the climax of the script, didn't say a word of nonsense, and fought without the slightest scruples in front of everyone.

Basically, everyone kept their distance and entered a wait-and-see state, and the aura of the two of them was as sharp as a blade, and the slightest carelessness could be affected.

Only a thorn like Charles dared to step forward and shouted at Lin Tianxiang: "Hey! Simmons is our goal and you ......"

In the next second, Lin Tianxiang's knife aura was less than a millimeter away from her white and tender neck.

"Now it's a personal vendetta, give me another word, and you will die." Lin Tianxiang's words were like Shura.

Although he had spoken like a hero before, at this moment the witcher Charles understood something. A well-known thing.

Lin Tianxiang has never been a hero, but a demon king.