The game went very smoothly, and the clever suspense was not only agile and able to dodge the arrows sprayed indiscriminately in the maze freely, but also extremely fast, brushing forward, and ranking among the best.

There is only one comparable to it, Saint-Eck Victoria Vestaria. Compared to Yin's jet-black hair, this guy has dazzling silver hair, as if it has been specially dyed, as if it is against Yin. But it also has a different flavor, Kinoshita pulled Lajon Ximo's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Who's he?"

"Oh! Saint-Ace is the prince of England, and he flew here during the days of your absence. Rong Ximo explained: "I think this time I am afraid that he must be the general." ”

"British—the prince?" She looked puzzled, she was a princess of England, why had she never heard of such a prince, and reacted - hey, this is 50 years later, and what prince will know her, she is really speechless.

Under the wood, the head is raised, and the eyes are hanging. In the hands of Saint-Ike, who had been lost for hundreds of centuries and was found not long ago, the sword that King Arthur threw into the river after his death, that is, the one given to him by the water fairy Vivien. The tone is a lot stronger. It's okay – it's just the preliminaries.

There were only 30 people out of the labyrinth, and most of them were seriously injured, and they were afraid that they would not be able to participate in the next round of the competition. Running under the wood to hang. In front of the sound, fortunately, he was unscathed.

Suspend. Strands of black hair were wet with sweat and stuck to the sides of her face, and her cheeks were dirty. The dark eyes were bent into two beautiful thick arcs, and the corners of the mouth were slightly upturned. Kinoshita felt an inexplicable distress in her heart, and she carefully picked up a white towel to help him wipe it carefully.

"E-" He hugged Kinoshita, who was clearly frightened, and pushed him away in a panic. "I'm sorry, Ann." Yin let go of his hand, his eyes were full of disappointment, all this, Rong Ximo saw it in his eyes, he knew that he was Yin, Yin was himself, but he couldn't help but be jealous.

And behind Rong Ximo, another bright eye was watching all this—he was surprised that there were people in France who were equal to him. So, a piece of crystal plastic film, he collected the suspension. The fingerprints left on the bench were quickly transmitted to MI6. No one seems to notice.

With only two hours to go until the second round, the big ones are forcibly repairing themselves with efficient recovery machines, but what about the poorer ones? Only ordinary medications should be used. All this unfairness is seen under the wood, Rong Xi Mo and hanging. The sound is also in the eyes.

After calculation, only eight people were slightly injured two hours later, and the three people who were not injured made a total of 11 people entered the next game.