Rosephone and Katrina have been gone for a week, Li Yun has not returned, and Lana's life has returned to the days of lack of color, or rather, the lack of change. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With Ricephone and them, Lana will feel like she has changed back into an ordinary girl, which is an ordinary feeling, and she also needs the ordinary feeling of romance, sunshine, and the person to confide in. Like orange, yellow, and pink...... These warm colors are average, which makes people warm and their hearts are hot.

What Li Yun can bring to her is the constant adventurous stimulation, the excitement of weaving dreams that make people physically and mentally exhausted but happy to weave dreams. This kind of stimulation is so strong and full of temptation, like a drug, often addicted when you want to refuse, knowing that the harm of it is still involuntary to want to continue, just like Lana knows that Li Yun is not suitable to be a lover but still can't extricate herself from the hope of getting love from him.

Like many girls who have a first crush on the opposite sex, Lana's love for Li Yun has little to do with the word pure. In addition to the degree of self-devotion, the quality of this relationship is not high, and it is relatively irrational. It's understandable, girls, who prefer to believe in romantic possibilities or something called intuition.

Sighing softly in the room with the smell of heat and the fragrance of wild camellia, Lana's gaze was withdrawn from the orange flames dancing in the brazier, and she wrote a big 'love' on the page of vellum belonging to today in her notebook with too many girls' privacy as the end of the diary, and then looked at it carefully for a while, and then sighed, "Like Alina, it should be counted as happiness!?" Lana, who was ignorant' to evaluate, was a little envious, a little confused, and a little preoccupied......

The crisp knock on the door brought Lana back to reality. Along with the cold wind that smelled of snow from the outhouse, it was Alina, who was armed with a knife, "We've got a visitor!" Alina said the word visitor a little heavily.

It's midnight, and Lana knows that the person who can let Alina hold a knife at this time is definitely a person with considerable strength, a hostile position.

In the side hall of the council hall, Lana, accompanied by Alina, met the late-night visitor, a fat man leaning on a chair and roughly proportional to his height and body width.

It seems a little too little to describe this person as bloated, if it weren't for his mouth, Lana would rather believe that the thing in front of her that can roll around is a special breed born after the combination of a certain monster and a blister pig.

"Lana Anvinska. Lana paced gracefully and greeted from afar, not coldly, but not enthusiastic.

"Hamaslan, from an organization you may already know by name, the Black Flame Alliance. I want to see Kezananza. "The fat, outrageous weirdo seems to be laughing when he speaks in a shrill voice. The reason why I use the word 'seem' is because there is so much meat on this guy's face that whenever he pulls the corners of his mouth, the flesh will squeeze and pull at each other, as if he is laughing, weirdly laughing.

Walking slowly to the upper seat of the table and chairs in the side hall, Lana lifted her coat and sat down gracefully, "What's the matter, you can tell me now!" The meaning couldn't be more obvious, Kezananza, it's not something you can see if you want to see it.

"We know that Kezananza is the de facto master. Hamaslan was quite displeased, twenty or thirty years, he didn't remember very well, it had been too long for anyone to dare to ignore his words and existence like this, and he had hardly been since he became the fourth deacon of Black Flame.

He smiled playfully, "We also know that you are the leader, but by no means the highest one." ”

Lana's words made Hamaslan's eyes instantly turn like the light on the blade, although it was not easy to look at such eyes, Lana still did it, did not evade and dodge, and looked calmly.

"I think you don't know much about my strength!" Hamaslan's voice changed to the cold smell of a weapon after his eyes, and its sharpness was a bit like the movement of scraping a stone slab with metal. However, he underestimated Lana's immunity to such tactics when she often witnessed Li Yun's intimidating negotiations.

"It's said you're here to talk about something, but I don't feel sincere!" Lana was laughing, looking at Hamaslan's eyes as if she was looking at a thief with a weak heart, and in fact, she herself was also weak-hearted, like the last time she calmly dealt with it at the Nesmai hearing, the weakness of the heart did not affect Lana's performance, which is an important quality that a good actor has, Lana and Li Yun are both good actors.

Silence, followed by embarrassment with a dangerous aura. In just a few words, the conversation reached an impasse, and Hammaslan did not get what he was used to, what he wanted, strong, good start to negotiations, he kind of wanted to kill, which was another habit of his.

Lana's combat power is undoubtedly unmatchable on such an occasion, but she can still feel the imminent crisis of that kind of battle. Weighing the situation, Lana knew that it was not time to provoke a war, and the way to eliminate it was not to tolerate or compromise, but to continue to maintain the current posture, which could be described in one sentence: 'If you want to fight, I don't care about you.'" It's like encountering a wolf, your cringe and weakness are definitely a pounce, and only if you also look like a fierce bird or beast, the wolf will hesitate to bite because he doesn't know the depth.

So, Lana continued to smile, "If the Crusaders and the Black Flame Alliance continue to fight, it is difficult to say whether you will win or lose, but one thing can be guaranteed, your losses will be great. Upholding faith to the end is our attitude, and dialogue on an equal footing is our most basic condition. I don't think Mr. Hamaslan has come to deliver the challenge, because it doesn't match your style last time!"

If it weren't for the overflowing and substantial magical energy, Hamaslan's fat body that shook with anger could be quite funny, but now, it can only be said to be funny. "I'm here to get those artifacts back!" the fat man finally decided to tell the purpose of his trip straight to the point, which was second only to the ideal purpose of conquering the crusaders alone.

"I want to see the heads of the Sutton sons. Lana's answer was equally concise, and the majesty of the long-term deliberate honing was on full display, which made a girl who had not yet passed her twentieth birthday have an awe-inspiring aura that was not inferior to that of a king.

The thick cedar table top between the two of them had been crushed by the powerful magical energy, and the chair on which Hamaslan was sitting had become a cloud of sawdust on the ground. Puff Leng...... As if constantly being blown by a strong wind, Hamaslan's purple wide-sleeved coat rolled up and danced without wind.

Pressures came from across the table a few feet away, and the man couldn't even breathe, but Lana was still smiling, smiling calmly and calmly. Alina, who was in charge of Lana's safety behind her, looked like a block of ice, unnoticed, and never moved.

"Mr. Hamasran, although I have not seen it on the battlefield with my own eyes, I believe that your bravery and fearlessness are unmatched by very few. As for matters that require calmness in negotiations, it is more appropriate for someone like me to be weaker. The Crusaders are magnanimous, and we do not care about unpleasant things that happen between you and us, instigated and wrongly induced by some men, but we value sincerity, which cannot be achieved by force and intimidation. Besides, it's dangerous to use magic in the barracks......"

Hamaslan's eyes, which could only be called 'gaps', flashed with a violent sharpness, and he wanted to see some signs of weakness from Lana and Alina, but he was warned of the dangerous aura of more than a dozen strong men outside the tent.

As Lana Shicai said, once a fight starts, it is difficult to guarantee victory or loss, and Hamaslan knows this in his heart. And more importantly, when he came this time, the task assigned by the chief was very clear, to detect the strength of the crusaders and Kezananza, and before confirming the true ability level of the opponent, the chief asked him not to use force as much as possible, so as to avoid the situation developing to the point where he had to fight to the death.

So Hamaslan began to laugh again, and this expression was not too difficult for him to do anyway. "Miss Lana, please rest assured, my intentions are very kind, but I just thought that my subordinates who were not good at it did not control their emotions. The late-night visit was really because I was too eager to meet the long-known hero of Kzanamsa. ”

Hamaslan had indeed come from a distance, but he had not intended to visit late at night in the way he was now, and it was the elves who had forced him to spy on the Crusader garrison with their breath. As for the emotions, Hamaslan was really angry, but not for those cannon fodder subordinates, but for the unsmooth actions he had today.

"If you show enough sincerity, you will get your wish. Lana replied insistently.

"It seems that the next time I come, I will need to bring a few more companions who have also admired Kezanansa for a long time, as a sign of honor!" Hamaslan bared his jagged fangs, expressing his characteristic 'kindness'. Once upon a time, his temper was admittedly good, but power and power had kept him in temper, and for the young girl in front of him, who dared to confront him unceremoniously, as usual, he had an urge to listen to her moan, the kind that groaned when she was completely ravaged from the body to the mind......

"We'll be hospitable, in the crusader way!" Lana also disliked the fat man who always had nothing to do to tarnish his smile, and the white, oily flesh reminded her of maggots in the gutter on a summer day.

There is no need to continue the implied witty dialogue here, and the fundamental reason is that the Black Flame Alliance has no real intention of sending people to solve the problem through negotiation this time, and to put it simply, Hamaslan cannot be the master.

Hamaslan is holding an authentic magic weapon that is much more powerful than those fakes, but just the dozen or so goblins and Alina outside the room have already posed a big threat to him, not to mention that he doesn't know how many strong people lurk in the shadows and don't know when they will suddenly appear. He now regrets that he came too much, and as a result, he was confronted by a young girl and couldn't get a seizure. "There will be a day when you will beg for mercy under my crotch!" Hamaslan secretly snapped.

The difficulty for Lana is that they are equally unlikely to subdue Hamaslan. In terms of fighting alone, including Alina, he is not the opponent of Hamaslan, who has a genuine magic weapon, and this is the information obtained after Li Yun and others' estimation and Alina's careful observation today.

There is a more important point, Alina and the others also don't know whether this fat man came alone or invited friends to accompany him, once the war is easily started, and then kill one or two guys like Hamast with magic weapons, it will inevitably expose some important information to the other party, such as the crusaders are now holding up the scene to count it as one Alina, Li Yun is not there at all...... Otherwise, with the personality of the Shadow Elves, the fat that comes to their mouths will never let it return to the pot.

As Li Yun once said to Lana, when you are weak, pretending to be strong is to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of the opportunity to fall into the well, and to make you never turn over through consumption. If you are really strong, then you can completely knock the other party down and talk about it, and you can talk about it as much as you want.

The result of mutual jealousy and unwillingness to compromise easily is an unhappy breakup. Hamaslan's gain this time is to confirm part of the strength of the Crusaders, to confirm that the Flame Lord's first miss, their first defeat is not a matter of strategy and tactics, but the difference in strength is too far, and it is confirmed that the four subordinates who have not heard for a long time have even fallen into the hands of the Crusaders, and the Crusaders have a considerable degree of understanding of their organization.

The harvest of Lana and the others is that they let go of a hanging heart, and they don't pay too much attention to the Black Flame Alliance. One of the reasons why the Crusaders did not leave Villach this winter was to wait for the high-ranking officials of Black Flame to come to the door. As a result, he waited in vain for a month without seeing any movement. The most uneasy thing about Li Yun when he left was that Hei Yan was sluggish and a little abnormal, according to his original words: The bright knife is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you know that there is such a knife around your body, but you can't see where it is.

Now, the knife has appeared, and it has not caused any damage for the time being, and Lana is quite satisfied with this result. Next time, maybe Hamaslan will bring enough strength to find trouble, but next time, Li Yun is already in the army, this man is the backbone of the crusaders, is the soul and courage of Alina, they believe that as long as Li Yun is there, any kind of high mountains and deep streams can be climbed, crossed, and conquered......

Like every time Li Yun waits after leaving, Lana thinks about Li Yun, especially ......

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