The Valkyrie saw a strange smile in Li Hao's eyes and asked. She is a woman who is not used to asking "what then", because people who have stories are always happy to tell their own stories, rather than being a quiet listener, because those are two different kinds of wonderful.

Li Hao really smiled and said: "Then, and then my Li Hao really entered the ocean, I was the protagonist of that sailing ship, and the moment before leaving the village, I saw the tallest tree in the village, the apple tree that carried many of my dreams, he seemed to grow higher and higher, and could connect with the blue sky above my head, and many people wanted to snatch the fruit from that tree, but none of them succeeded." The tree grows in the yard of the landlord's house, and their dogs are very fierce, and the servants are also fierce, but I can climb up and pick them at will, and no one will stop me, because I am good friends with the landlord's son, and that is also the only friend I had in my childhood, we had a common goal, I want to be a brave warrior, he wants to be a powerful magician, and then earn a lot of gold coins, buy beautiful gifts for the girl I like, it is a promise that sounds a little funny, but fortunately, after so many years, No one has ever given up. Of course, the ship's voyage was unsuccessful, like Lyons's only failed work, just a few hundred meters away, the hull fixed with glue and hemp rope cracked, and there was a lot of water, and I couldn't find the direction I came, and I didn't have the tools to repair it, so I climbed up a slightly larger board myself, and I didn't know where I would drift, anyway, for a long, long time, as if a century had passed. During the time of rafting, I cried uncontrollably, crying heartbreakingly, which is not something that a man can control. Later, when I felt like I was about to starve to death, I was rescued by an old fisherman who had passed by, and he was the only fisherman in our village. On the way home, he told me that this is not an ocean, but a river only three meters deep, the quality of the water is very poor, and there are few fish and shrimp, and if you want to see the ocean, you have to float down the river to the end, over several barren mountains infested with wolves. It dawned on me that I was not so sad about the failure of the Li Hao, because I knew that one day I would grow up, and I would cross the forbidden places described by the old fisherman. The woman who told me you should grow up was my mother, who was born deaf and dumb. The only good friend of mine was the Muse, the magical genius who was bound to enter the Mystic Garden and shock the world. Your Royal Highness Princess, why are your eye circles red? Are you finally willing to admit that I was a natural speaker? ”

The stubborn Simier does not hide her true expression, just like she never hides to others that she is a princess with a spear in hand, a bloody female general from a bloody family, Rothschild has many crimes, and there are many wonderfuls that have been sealed in history, and when she is behind her, there is no wild chrysanthemum battle flag that has been burned by the flames of war, there is no Kotemis horn and war drum sound, there are no knight sisters who rely on each other, what can be counted?

Li Hao stretched out his hand, gently helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and put on a pure black ranger cloak, which was a precious gift from the little witch Rose, although it looked a little dark, but the protective effect was still very good, with SS-level high-level enchantment attributes, and it was not necessarily possible to hang it if it was hard to carry the 7O-level magic mysteries, not to mention the friendly recommendation of the red-robed Grand Magister. He looked in the mirror with some stinky beauty, and said happily: "Let's go, simple woman, for the naivety of my youth and the ignorance of my youth, and for those you have lost and those you are about to gain, go to a feast of poisonous history, I won, I belong to you." I lost, glory to you. ”…

Si Mi'er looked at the back of the man at the door, and said tremblingly: "No, I will follow the last wish of His Majesty the Emperor!" I was wrong! In front of me, it is the river you once lost, not the sea of spring flowers. ”

The corners of Li Hao's mouth twitched, quickened his pace, and shouted: "But I want the wild chrysanthemum to bloom again, so you have no right to opt out." ”

As the 50,000 Dark Expeditionary Force gathered under the thin walls of Slo, the morning light pierced the mist of the farthest reaches of the sky, the nectar soaked into the earth along the fat green leaves, and the migratory birds struggled on their way back to their homeland. There are no loud horns, no war drums representing wildness and strength, not even Soviet sowelt that ignites the soul of the army, just the cold strong bows and crossbows on the city walls, the shabby knights in the middle of the city, and the veterans who tell each other their feelings in the dark.

Commander Edward did not show his savage side, but sent a few senators with the army to bombard the soldiers stationed on the city walls, all of which were nothing more than alarmist persuasions, which was very much in line with the Roman political concept, after all, force was only the lowest step in all "conspiracy", but now it seems that the butcher poet has little chance even if he wants to maintain his elegant side. Because of the few buzzing flies, they were all shot in place by Li Hao's order. The Dark Expeditionary Force roared like a torrent of beasts, perhaps the most brutal insult and blasphemy of the High Empire, and the consequences were no less than those of the Cultists who had committed blasphemy.

Red Termi took the lead, rushed out of the camp, held the bloody sword that had once threatened the Grizzly Duke, and pointed at the crowded city wall, full of provocation. The first knight of the court rushed out of the city gates. They only moved a small distance before they were split in half by the Termilians and their horses. The second warrior repeated the same old rut, and before he even had time to see the face of the provocateur, he was surrounded by a blood-colored sword shadow and died instantly.

In this way, the Dark Expeditionary Force and the Holy Alliance Army are slapping each other, but the former may be more powerful.

This excellent executive of the future of the "Black Light Assassination", carrying a long sword soaked in the blood of the Sloe knights, laughed and said: "No turtle dares to come out, I really feel sorry for you bastards, could it be that the knights of Slo grew up in pig cages?" It seems to me that General Edward's proposal is quite reasonable, open the gates of the city and let the warriors of Rome in, and then leave your daughters and wives in our care, and henceforth you can go wherever you want, what a fascinating life. ”

At this moment, the Sloe soldiers are like balls on the verge of exploding, this kind of insult is difficult for professional soldiers to bear, and the rhetoric of "sissy nation" has made them suffer. Even if they die, they don't want to be silent.

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