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When Lan Yiwen woke up, the huge martial arts arena was empty, and the entrance passages between civilians and contestants and the nobles were not the same, so when the silent assassination outside the martial arts arena turned into a rebellion with open flames, those civilians who had already been stunned by the changes in the stands scattered and fled. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info blood and corpses make these people who have been living a comfortable life panic like frightened fish.

"Wei'er!" Lan Yiwen, who woke up, saw the elf girl wilting on the side at a glance. The once beautiful elf girl was lying on the gravel field at this time, looking like her life and death were unknown, the little black beast "meow meow" was guarding the side, and her small tongue licked Wei'er's cheeks from time to time, looking very helpless, and the dust rubbed the corners of her skirt, but it was difficult to hide her movingness. Lan Yiwen panicked.

Lan Yiwen strode over, gently lifted her delicate body, and shook it vigorously.

Because he was too flustered, Lan Yiwen's voice trembled a little, "Wei'er, Wei'er, how are you hurt, where are you injured?, wake up, don't scare me!"

"Hey, let go, I'm not dead yet!" Just as Lan Yiwen's tears were already hanging in the corners of his eyes, a voice like a heavenly voice sounded in his ears.

"Ah, are you okay?" Seeing that Wei'er was unharmed, Lan Yiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that the magic is used a little too much, it doesn't matter, but you are really recovering?" Wei'er looked at Lan Yiwen carefully, as if to see if he had anything to do.

Lan Yiwen noticed Wei'er's eyes, patted his chest and said loudly, "Don't worry, I'm fine." But what about Deya?"

"Daiya?" mentioned Daiya, Wei'er's voice couldn't help but lower, and her eyes dimmed, although they had only been together for a few days, this polite and brave princess of the water tribe left a deep impression on her. "I saw Steward Mod take her away, probably burying her. ”

"Is that so. Lan Yiwen's voice was a little low, he tried to suppress the sadness in his heart, and the shock to Lan Yiwen was quite great for the sword that Daiya blocked for him. Why did she do this, Lan Yiwen made all kinds of guesses, but all of them were overturned, although he still had a guess in his heart, but he couldn't believe anything. Is that really possible?

He looked up and found that it was a mess, the spectators in the stands on all sides had long since disappeared, and the stands where the nobles stayed seemed to be crowded with people and chaotic.

Lan Yiwen lost consciousness after being surrounded by the cocoon of magical power, and he was completely aware of what was happening around him, "What's the matter? ”

"Who knows, there was a fight for some reason. "I don't care much about these things. "Now that we're done, let's go. ”

"Let's go?" Lan Yiwen straightened up and looked at the high platform in the distance, which was covered with blood. "Naturally, you can't go like this, if someone does something wrong, then he has to pay the price. It's not just for me, it's for you, it's for Deya. It's more for the sake of time. ”

"Reason?" Wei'er looked at Lan Yiwen in surprise, she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"yes, reason. Lan Yiwen smiled again, and his laughter was bitter. As if he was self-deprecating, he muttered, "This sounds too literary, but you have to do something, otherwise your conscience will be uneasy." ”

"But are you okay?" I don't know if it's because Vile is so weak because of her depleted magical power, her voice sounds so delicate and weak.

"I guess it's going to work. Saying that, Lan Yiwen smiled at Wei'er and blocked her next words: "In my hometown, there is a saying: 'If you say you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you have to do it.'" That's probably when it was used. ”

"Alright, I'll take you to a safe place first. ”

"Okay, you don't need to look at it, I still have Xiao Hei here. As she spoke, Wei'er picked up the little black cat who was "meowing" on the side, and made a "hello verbose" expression at Lan Yiwen.

Lan Yiwen looked around, it was empty, and it was not too far from the exit, and the battle in the stands should not be affected here, so it was actually quite safe here. In that case, let Wei'er be here without hindrance.

"Okay, you can rest here first, and I'll go back as soon as I go. Saying that, Lan Yiwen will not stride away. That figure was a little free.

Wei'er looked at Lan Yiwen's distant back and was slowly stunned, "It looks like this, he's not useless." Huh, I didn't pay attention just now, he seems to have broken through?"

"Do you still hold on?" said Archduke Levus looked at Morster IV with pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at a dying old beast.

"Insist?" said Morster IV, coughing a few times, but seemed to be smiling. "You think you can take the throne with just these few people?"

"Of course not, I don't know you're stalling. ”

"Oh, you know?" said Archduke Levus, looking shocked, and he asked in disbelief, "What do you know?"

"You sent someone to lead your troops to break through the wall of the sea. I don't know how you did it, but I guess it's Rereat who is leading the troops. ”

"Oh, you know, why didn't you prepare earlier. ”

"Who told you I wasn't prepared. Morster IV smiled with difficulty, "Listen." ”

"Oh?" Archduke Levers closed his eyes and listened, and faintly there was the sound of soldiers fighting on the seashore, and after a long time, he opened his eyes again, revealing a hint of understanding. "It seems that you have been prepared. But who can stop Rereat's edge? ”

Morst seemed to be doing his best with every word, and the vitality he was forcibly infused by the Sea Emperor Hall was gradually draining, and he looked at Archduke Livers with a complicated face and said, "Harry, the belt is naturally Hanhaiwei. ”

"Han Haiwei?" Archduke Levos's face was a little complicated, as if he remembered something, he looked at the battle on the field and was a little distracted, Hill and Rommel were fighting inextricably, sword light burst out, power lines flying, and Serbia and Montenegro had gradually gained the upper hand over Yagtu.

It didn't take long for Grand Duke Levers to come back to his senses from his memories, and he began to get a little impatient, and he waved his hand and said, "All right, Birrell. You're really old, and you're starting to remember those boring old things. He glanced at the old man who was being held by Gandu, and finally sighed. "Do you really think you already know everything?"

"What? Is there anything else I don't know?"

"That's nature, huh?" said Archduke Lyvers, but as if he had noticed something, he looked at the distant sky in confusion.

A small black dot appeared in the distant sky, and then the black dot quickly enlarged, and soon came to the sky above the high platform. At this time, the people who were still alive on the high platform finally saw the person clearly.

It was an old man, very old, very old, and looked older than Morster IV. He had piercing eyes, a large hooked nose, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, looking very serious. He had a long whisker under his chin that fluttered across his chest. He was dressed in typical mage attire, his emaciated body draped over a wide gray robe, and he wore a tall peaked hat that blocked out the light and added to the mystery. He was Darla Modeses, the mage of the kingdom.

"Master Modese!"

"It's Master Modeses, we have been saved. ”

"Master, Grand Duke Rhaeth intends to rebel and usurp the throne!"

"Master, get out of these rebellions. ”

Seeing that the person who came was actually a kingdom mage, the nobles on the high platform cried as if they had seen a savior, hoping that Archmage Modeses would save them from this terrible place.

Modeses, however, paid no attention to these noisy aristocrats. He glanced at the bond between Sehei and Yagtu, and with a random finger of the staff in his hand, a green vine "broke through the ground" and immediately bound Yagtu, who was trembling with Sehei. Sei Hei saw the opportunity, raised his halberd and fell, and finally slashed this bandit who was the victim of the party.

The mage glanced at Agotu, and the butcher with blood on his hands was killed instantly. He glanced at Hill, who was competing with Rommel in a sword game.

At this time, Hill was no longer as chic as before, the white robe on his body was condensed with pieces of frost, with a Dao gap, but his expression was still calm, but if you look carefully, although his face is expressionless, but his eyes show a fanatical fighting spirit.

It's still vines, still breaking through the ground. There was only a slight difference, the vine was covered with tiny spikes that reflected red in the sunlight.

After all, the white-clothed Hill was stronger than Yagtu, and the ground was fluctuating, so he immediately jumped out of the way, letting the sneaking vines or thorns go to no avail.

Seeing that the thorns were useless, Mage Mortes was not surprised, and the staff in his hand paused again and again. More thorns burst out of the ground, dancing in dense numbers. As if in retribution, Syvi's blood-colored necklace had upset Rommel by making it difficult for Sei Hei to walk, and now it was Hill's turn to feel the pain of the approach.

Hill's steps are light, and his body is like a fairy in the wind. However, no matter how nimble Hill's steps were, he couldn't avoid the growing thorns. "Tear Tear Tear" The corners of Hill's robe were torn, and he had no way to retreat.

"Flower of Death" Hill shouted, and the three power patterns immediately appeared in front of him, and the thin sword in his hand attacked again, using the force pattern as the calyx and the blade as petals against the forest of thorns. There is no sound, as if it were a static drama. The honeysuckle and the forest of thorns were thus eliminated.

"Whew... Whew..."This blow seemed to consume a lot of strength from Ciel, and he gasped violently, revealing an embarrassed look, and the move just now consumed all his energy.

For Archmage Modeses, however, this was just a matter of handicap.

The thorns seemed endless, whipping at Ciel's body like a whip, and in a matter of moments Ciel's scars and whip marks were staggered. Rommel looked at Hill's embarrassed appearance and did not hesitate to withdraw the sword of the glass, and he slightly straightened his shirt and owed Modeses for his help, which was counted as a thank you.

Mercedes only nodded slightly at Rommel's thanks, he was a kingdom mage, he was older than anyone else, he was so old that no one could remember his age clearly.

"Birrell, why are you so embarrassed. Master Mercedes walked up to Morster IV with a stern voice that seemed to criticize him for his embarrassment.

"The master taught that. Faced with the mage's lesson, Morster IV did not think of it as a pestle, but accepted it humbly, because although the mage was not his teacher, he was his father's teacher.

A pillar of blue light fell from the clouds and struck Morster IV. Water is the source of life, and all life is born in water. And that pillar of light contains a strong water element magic, bringing a strong vitality, the "Ocean Protection" Five Rings Water System Healing Magic.

Treated by Ocean Guardian, Morster IV regained his vitality at an alarming rate, and although he still looked a little weak, he seemed to be much better.

Seeing that Morster IV was unharmed, Master Mercedes nodded, then turned around, and his eagle-like eyes stared straight at Archduke Rheuvers and said, "Okay, now it's you, Erinor, what the hell do you want to do?"