A divine light centered on gentleness radiates out in all directions, bathing everyone around it.

Arias only felt a warm and indescribable feeling of comfort rise to his heart.

Along with this divine light, five pillars of divine light rose from Frost and the other five summoned soldiers at the same time, leading to the sky.

Then the five of them got up in the pillar of light, and looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise, obviously surprised at how they had come back to life. The wounds on their bodies gradually healed in the pillar of light, but after only a few moments, the pillar of light disappeared, and Frost and the others found that their injuries were not healed, but at least they finally came back to life.

Kafka touched his whole body: "What's going on? If I'm not mistaken, I'd be dead...... Am I dead? Am I dead?"

Fercy nodded affirmatively, "I'm not sure if I'm dead, but I'm sure you're a dead man, because I've seen you die with my own eyes." ”

"And what about you?" asked Michelle.

Fercy replied, "I think I'm dead too." ”

Lyle interjected, "Yes I saw you dead, Fercy, I'm pretty sure of this, oh, and the head is dead too, even though he's standing next to me right now." ”

Frost spread his hands: "It's funny, maybe God is manifesting itself." ”

"No, it's the chief who is apparition. Arias replied, "Just now I was sad about your departure, but in the blink of an eye you are alive again...... Who's going to compensate me for my tears?"

The gentle brow was furrowed.

She noticed one thing: all five soldiers, including Frost, had only recovered a hundred lives.

Yes, only 100 points were recovered, but the maximum amount of redemption of the Angel of Dawn should be 1,000 points, and it should be 200 points when it is distributed among five people. Even if someone's vitality is less than this number, at least people like Lyle and Fercy can be fully restored. But now everyone has only recovered a hundred points.

Something went wrong!

Gentle and cold in my heart.

At this time, three minutes had passed since she had used Andariel's blood, and the snake touch behind her back and the beast god claw on her right hand were all gone. It stands to reason that this bloodline should have been completely gone, but she could still feel the Andariel bloodline raging in her body.

Although this power no longer conflicts with the Dawning Angel bloodline, his redemption skills have been weakened, which makes the nature of the problem obviously serious.

But after all, Gentle only smiled faintly, and said to Frost: "This is my ability, but I can only use it once for each adventure." You can't die a second time on this mission, or no one will be able to save you. ”

"Yes sir, we see!" Frost saluted respectfully.

However, after this military salute, Frost's hand did not let go, but stared at Gentle Gentle, not only him, but also the other soldiers were looking at Gentle Gentle.

"What are you looking at?" Gentle was stunned, she looked down at herself, and immediately understood.

It turned out that she had gone through a series of hard battles, claws and fires, and even your good quality clothes were seriously damaged, resulting in a serious leakage of spring light.

Before, no one cared about running for their lives, but at this moment of relaxation, how could a group of young soldiers not forget themselves for a while, and their blood was churning?

Smile gently: "Is it good-looking?"

Frost's face flushed and he straightened up, "I'm sorry for my rudeness, sir!"

He was an excellent officer, and after a moment's trance, he quickly regained consciousness, standing upright without squinting. Not only him, but all the soldiers stood upright at the same time, and did not dare to look at the gentleness again.

"It doesn't matter. Gently said lightly: "There is no difference between men and women in battle, only life and death." I can't even see this, so don't mix in this kind of world. In the world before me, it was not uncommon for people to wear less than that on the street, so don't take it too seriously. ”

As she spoke, she casually took out a new garment from the blood coat of arms, took off the tattered old garment, and changed into a new garment in public—in fact, she had no better place to hide herself, so she might as well be generous.

For the gentle answer, Frost was full of admiration.

"You're a good warrior, sir!"

"Thank you. ”

Ten minutes later, Lao Meng returned.

"Beria is dead. He said, throwing a box to Gentle.

Inside was a vial of the blood of the Lord of Lies, two rune stones, and a scroll.

C-level Demon Blessed Body Skill Scroll: After use, it can increase the upper limit of life and corresponding life by 10% for the specified target, and the effect will increase by 10% for each level, the maximum level is five, limited to summoning life, and cannot be stacked with the target, with a duration of 10 minutes, a mental cost of 2, and a cooldown of 3 seconds.

"It's a pity it's not super accelerated. He muttered softly, if only Ivy were here, if only Belial were here, maybe she could really burst out a few more times.

She looked at Lao Meng: "What do you want?"

According to the rules, except for the Hradic cube, all other harvests have half of Lao Meng, so ask Lao Meng gently.

Lao Meng looked at the black lightning that was almost burned to scrap metal not far away, then looked at the gentleness, and then replied: "I don't take advantage of you, this trip can be successful, your strength is much greater than mine, and you even consumed a bottle of Andariel's blood for this, and this bottle of blood is considered your compensation." The rest of us are half points, and the scrolls and rune stones are yours. The sabers and undead crafting drawings belong to me. ”

Gentle frowned slightly: "You really want that drawing so much?"

Lao Meng didn't answer, just quietly looked at Gentle.

Gently sighed: "Okay, I agree. ”

She waved her hand, and Lyle handed the saber in his hand to Lao Meng.

Then he said gently, "Is there any smoke?" ”

Lao Meng threw a cigarette at her: "Why did you think of smoking?"

"Annoyed. Gently took the cigarette and took a sharp breath on the embers that had not yet dissipated on the ground.

"What's so bothered about winning a battle?"

"Don't ask so much, you can come as an old lady and aunt. ”

“......”

Gentle had put the black lightning into her coat of arms and said to the six soldiers, "Let's go, it looks like we're going back to Rugoin again." That's fine, take a walk along the way, take a look at the scenery, and don't forget to call John and them, where did they go? By the way, old Meng, tell me a story about Singapore, I heard that the men there are quite sissy?"

"Do you think I'm like a sissy?"

"Elephant. ”

“......”

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On the fifth floor of the Royal Prison, Shen Yi thought with a gloomy face.

He didn't think for a long time, just over twenty seconds, but the person who was waiting seemed to have been waiting for three autumns.

Hong Lang jumped out with a battle axe: "What else do you want, after a while, you will take King Kong, Yiyu and Ivy to help the fat man, and I will stay with a few of them to block them." ”

"You think beautifully! Six against fourteen, Lao Tzu doesn't do that!" Zou Yi shouted.

Shen Yi waved his hand: "This will be said, everyone should turn off the team channel first, don't let Luo Hao hear us." Zou Yi, how did they know the location of the Royal Prison?"

"How do I know!" Zou Yi shouted angrily: "Maybe they have already found out the addresses of other mission points, maybe they just searched everywhere after completing the mission, and they just happened to bump into it!"

Shen Yi immediately shook his head: "No, no, they are coming directly here." ”

Zou Yi asked rhetorically, "How do you know?"

Shen Yi pointed to the time on the Blood Emblem: "Because this is not the closest mission point to the Mysterious Vault." Look at the time, less than an hour has passed since the completion of the mission of the Mysterious Vault, and there is a distance of more than 100 kilometers from there to here, and they have been running non-stop all the way to this place! The fourteen people were originally fast and slow, but now they arrived together, which shows that they had already made an appointment!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were shocked.

"Bastard!" Hong Lang roared and jumped up, and the slaughter battle axe pointed at Huang Tianyang, "It must be you bastards who betrayed us!"

Huang Tianyang's faces changed greatly, and Li Jianren roared violently: "The surname is Hong, you don't wronged a good person, Lao Tzu never does this kind of thing!"

"Come on, I think you are deliberately framing you with resentment. The bastard of Sansansana just advised us to fight Duriel first, if we listen to you, we don't know how we will die by then......"

"Shut up!" Shen Yi shouted, "This has nothing to do with them!"

"But Shen Yi ......"

Shen Yi had already roared angrily: "I said that it doesn't matter, it's okay, do you want to question my decision?"

Hong Lang opened his mouth, and finally reluctantly let go, but when he stepped back, he didn't forget to glare at the four people fiercely.

Although he couldn't understand why Shen Yi wanted to defend these four people like this, he didn't dare or want to disobey Shen Yi's orders.

Shen Yi had already drunk in a low voice: "There is no evidence to prove who is involved in this matter, so I won't suspect anyone casually, everyone should not have heard what Hong Lang said just now, did you hear it!"

"Understood!" all members of the Broken Blades team replied at the same time.

Sang Sansa snorted coldly: "You said it nicely, since your team members don't trust us anymore, then we ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yi suddenly interrupted: "Armor-piercing bullet!"

With this sound, he suddenly turned around and kicked out, this kick was urgent and fast, and it was kicking Sang Sansa's face, before the other three of the Dragon Tooth Team could react, Shen Yi's shooting moon was already on Sang Sansa's head, and he roared angrily: "Give you two a choice." One: Continue to maintain mutual trust, and everyone is still our own people. Two: I no longer trust, I parted ways, and in order to avoid future troubles, I will kill people now. Three seconds to consider, one, two......"

Huang Tianyang shouted: "Trust you!"

Shen Yi looked at Li Jianren and Hongyin.

"Trust. ”

"Trust. ”

Sang Sansa snorted reluctantly: "Trust ......"

"Good!"

Shen Yi put away his gun and retreated, and when he walked past Hong Lang, he said in Fa Arabic: "Next time you impulsively mess things up, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

"Got it, head!"

"Then think about what you did wrong! bastard!"

Hong Lang lowered his head: "I know that the big war is coming, create infighting, and weaken the strength ......"

As he spoke, his voice lowered.

Although Hong Lang has a simple brain, he is not a real stupid person after all, no matter how stupid he is, he realizes why Shen Yi wants to protect the four of them.

There were fourteen adventurers who rushed over, and there were ten on their side, although the number was less than four, but the strength was not necessarily much worse. Hong Lang accused Huang Tianyang and the other four without evidence, and did not say whether they did it or not, so that the other four people were pushed into an opposing situation, which could easily cause a pattern of six to eighteen, and the disparity in strength between them was huge.

If they really did it, then they had to pretend not to know, and wait for the opportunity to make trouble and create opportunities in the battle. Maybe the consequence will still be defeat, but at least there is still the possibility of escaping and killing the "traitor".

From any point of view, it is extremely foolish to blaze the backs of "allies" without tangible evidence, even if they are so suspicious.

Hong Lang's excitement jumped out and brought the problem to the surface, forcing Shen Yi to immediately take strong measures to suppress the four of them. He also knew that the consequences of this would be terrible, but when the battle was about to begin, he had no time to reassure him - violent resolution might not be the best means, but at least it would be the most efficient.

No matter what troubles there are behind, at least get through the difficulties in front of him first, fortunately, he is now extremely prestigious, and others will not dare to disobey what he says.

It's just that if the Broken Blades team falls into a full-scale crisis, then it's hard to say.

"So what now?" King Kong realized the problem before Hong Lang.

"As long as they can't be sure that we will lose, they will not dare to fight back easily, so this battle must be quickly resolved to force peace. But before that, I have to say hello to Luo Hao...... He's going to be in there a little longer. ”

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PS：

Regarding this chapter, I guess there may be friends who say that Hong Lang is stupid and always messes things up, so I want to defend him a few words first.

In fact, it's not that Hong Lang is stupid, it's just that Shen Yi is too rational.

There is nothing in this world that we can do if we understand the reason.

Like myself.

I know that scolding people in my book will only have a bad effect on me - no matter what the right reasons may be, there will be people who support it and someone who will oppose it. Support won't add you an extra audience, but opposition may make you a smaller audience.

From this point of view, as an author, writing books in a low-key and silent manner is the best choice, but I just can't do it!

Since I can't even do such a simple little patience, I don't think I can endure it if someone frames me behind my back.

Reason and emotion are inherently in conflict, and if rational choices can be made so easily, they are not called rational, and excellent people will no longer be uncommon.

That's why I'm not good.

Of course, in order to comfort myself, I made a small excuse for myself: if I don't scold it, I will be very unhappy. I'm upset, and I'm not in the mood to code. I scolded it, I was cool, I didn't have a psychological burden, and I could concentrate on my work. Because at that time, it was my enemies who were angry, not me.

This excuse is not too plausible.

In JJ's words, at least I have the right idea.

But because of this, I also know that it is really not easy to be a rational choice, especially in such a short period of time.

Thankfully, I work in an environment where clicks and favorites are the only criteria for online novels, where grades are the only criterion for everything, and social connections are not important or even harmful to the author, because it only distracts us.

But in a society where people interact frequently, these problems become much more important, and a person who does not know how to forbearance is destined to not go far in social achievement.

So please take this as a lesson, don't learn from me, and think twice before you act!

Beyond the question, let's get back to the point, what I want to say is:

The necessary patience is not only a rational choice, but also a bridge to success, and with my temper, I can't climb the pinnacle tower, but I hope my readers can do it.

I wish every reader who likes my novels, and I wish you success and smooth sailing!