Lian Yi's eyes are red, he is a person with a cold personality, but he values love and righteousness, he may have begun to have a good impression and affection for Teng Ming, and the personalities of the two people are extreme, one is silent and few words, and the other is arrogant and has many tongues, but in Castlevania for so long, the two support each other, without Teng Ming, he Lian Yi would not be able to survive today.

Teng Ming's cynicism is a bit perverse, he Lian Yi is unacceptable, and gradually he can understand it now!

Lian Yi slashed out with a black half-moon, Gelfa, as a melee mage who had been prepared, of course he could dodge, but the two small winged demons who were holding Teng Ming were cut in two, and Lian Yi caught Teng Ming and jumped to the roof on the other side.

Teng Ming's gaze has begun to drift, and the blue-white light on his body that supports Teng Ming's survival has become more and more dim, Lian Yi poured out all the energy crystal nuclei in the package like crazy, piled them on Teng Ming's chest, and in his hands, he who has always been calm said excitedly: "Don't die!" Lift it up in one breath, absorb it, absorb it quickly! ”

Teng Jing smiled, opened his mouth, but spit out a mouthful of blood, but after the blood spit out, he was much more relaxed: "You are back?" Wei Ran is safe? ”

Lian Yi nodded, and a tear fell on Teng Ming's chest.

"Liu Yan is here to pick me up, the Pingyang army has been killed in the middle of the high-tech zone, you wait for me, as long as you kill these few miscellaneous pieces, I will take you back, let's go home!"

Teng Ming said with his unique smile with a slight ruffian taste, and said with a mouth full of blood: "An, I'm afraid of death, go ahead, avenge my brother." ”

Lian Yi got up and said, "You have to hold on, Xue Ling must not be dead, he is waiting for you!" ”

Teng Ming confidently gave Lian Yi a reassuring answer with his eyes.

Lian Yi turned around and saw that the three priests had released three offensive spells again, Lian Yi pulled Teng Ming's anti-demon cloak to block the three magics, and then felt the blood churning all over his body and draped the cloak on his body.

The anti-demon cloak, after all, is not 100% offset, and he still received a certain impact.

However, for Lian Yi, who is now bent on killing these three bastards, it doesn't have any impact at all.

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"Death is coming!"

"Magic can be repelled!"

"Magic Shield!"

"Frost Bullet!"

The three priests instinctively tried to get out of the way, but they suddenly found that they couldn't move.

It's the Grim Reaper.

Their feet, entangled in black flames.

When the knife was about to be held around the neck, of course they knew what to do first, first to block the blow, and then to release the restraint on their legs.

But can Lian Yi give them a chance!

This sword death came, and an overwhelming slash was swung out, and countless slashes with black flames were constantly swung out in the black figure.

If Li Yang is here, he will definitely be addicted, this death is the real fame of Lian Yi.

Where death comes, there is no grass.

The power of that blade may not be enough to break the magic shield that a two-star priest uses with all his might, but that faint wisp of black flame quickly corrodes the invisible magic shield.

One, two, five, ten

When the black flame formed flames out of thin air from the flames, the magic shield finally corroded countless holes, which were broken by the next blade!

And the magic energy really retreated, but it didn't play any role, because even Yi's attack didn't contain any magic at all.

As for the frost demon bullet released by Gelfa, it only blew a two-meter hole in the black god of death five or six meters high, and flew out into the sky.

This black death itself is a phantom of tricks!

The three priests were constantly slashed by blades that were not lethal enough, not enough to inflict fatal wounds on the thick-skinned trolls, but like magic shields, they saw a scene that frightened them as the number of such seemingly non-existent black flames gradually increased.

A human-sized figure stood behind the black Death Phantom, clasped his hands, and the black flames all over his body flew towards them, and they couldn't stop them!

Because these flames are directly attracted by the small flames on their bodies!

This is the second paragraph of the coming of death.

"Silence burns!"

The three troll priests turned into three wisps of ash in the unwilling screams of terror.

Lian Yi Lan squatted on the ground miserably, he couldn't even hold his weapon Death Scythe, he was draining all his energy to release the lore, if it didn't work, he would be waiting for death.

He hurriedly took out two crystal nuclei and put them in his hands to absorb energy, turned around with a smile and said, "See, if you can't win the opponent, I will destroy it with one move." ”

He looked at Teng Ming's body motionless.

"You're just a fool, go back and hurry to the energy room, and practice your half-level to the fullest, let's fight again."

Lian Yi's tears couldn't help falling.

"Hit Again"

Teng Ming with that characteristic ruffian smile, forever fixed on that point.

Lian Yi got up suddenly, directly pulled out the spear inserted in Teng Ming's body, and fell to the ground regardless of it!

"Damn, what do you want to do to deepen the damage! You're playing yourself to death! Lian Yi really cried for the first time.

A comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with him in the real sense left him like this.

"Li Yang also promised to build you a spear that belongs to you!"

"Xue Ling's girl is eyebrow-to-eye with you, she is really interesting to you!"

"Liu Yan also said that he wanted to drink with you and admit his mistake to you!"

"You get up for me!" Lian Yi finally lay down on Teng Ming's body and cried silently.

A cold-faced killing god's tears.

In the end, Lian Yi stood up coldly, threw his black cloak aside, solemnly draped the anti-demon cloak on his body, gently picked up Teng Ming, put it on his back, and said with a sickle: "It's Pingzhou that you carried me on, we said, either stay together or go back together." ”

"I'll carry you home!"

In the high-tech zone, where there was once a fierce battle, there have been a lot of corpses of all kinds of demons piled up here, Zhang Changsheng's battalion has been killed and wounded more than 70 people, they not only have to meet the enemy coming from the front, but also have to deal with the enemy on both sides or even behind them at any time, there is no bunker built in advance, they have suffered heavy casualties.

"Liu Yan, you can't wait any longer! Wait for them a little longer, one of my battalions will have to be explained here, and I will run out of ammunition! ”

Liu Yan frowned and wanted to wait, but looking at those injured brothers, he really couldn't open his mouth.

"Battalion commander, look, you're back!"

A soldier said, pointing to a figure in front of him who was clearly holding a scythe.

"You're just back! Prepare to evacuate! Zhang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to catch up.

Liu Yan grabbed Zhang Changsheng.

Because he had never felt the breath of Lian Yi so scary.

And although the familiar figure of Teng Ming was there, it didn't have his breath.

He said lightly to Zhang Changsheng: "Teng Ming died in battle. ”R1148