There is a kind of regiment commander called hand black, and there is a kind of death called hand cheapness, and Bai Huang belongs to the latter category of leaders, because he has to be cheap when he dies, and the so-called good hand death probably refers to this kind of typical. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is a kind of guard who will be shot in the knee, and there is a kind of person who can be shot while lying down, so Shirley can also be classified into the latter category, because she is cautious enough, but her face is black and she can't stop it.

One person and one skeleton inexplicably carried out an unknown teleportation, not to mention ordinary people, even all kinds of adventurers who often mix with mazes and ruins rarely teleport, not only because it is difficult to meet, but also because teleportation is a big taboo in the industry, what if you encounter an unstable portal person who just goes in and explodes? I can't even find the corpse. What should you do if the portal malfunction throws you thousands of 800 meters in the air? You can only enjoy the thrill of free fall at the last moment of your life. What if there is a group of hungry monsters waiting for the meal on the other side? I can only recall with compassion the story of the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle and feeding the tiger with his body, but it seems that this world has not been released.

Bai Huang hasn't been in this world for a long time, but he still has some experience in teleportation, and it's the first time in Hickleton, the main city of Brook Town, oh no, it's the first time to be whipped away by an old man with a staff, although Bai Huang will always selectively forget this unpleasant black history because of the memory protection mechanism. There are also two times in and out of the Nibelungen, so although it is still counted on one hand, it is not a chick (I always feel that this word is inexplicably a little subtle).

But this time the teleportation was unlike anything else that had been done before, unlike the one when the old man had been beaten and it was as long as falling into the abyss, nor like the twisted sensation that Hickleton felt, and even more so unlike the easy and unmarked step into the Nibelungen.

Pain!

The pain that Bai Huang had never felt since he became an immortal now spread all over his body, as if every bone had been crushed by the pressure of pervasiveness, and the pain went to the bone marrow, no, it was pain that went straight to the soul, which made him feel a sense of perverted joy to be human again.

This huge impact made the fire of his soul like a candle in the wind, and suddenly the pain disappeared instantly, as if it had never happened, and even the residual feeling of residual pain was completely absent, and then he felt as if he was soaked in a thick layer of liquid, producing a warm and lazy feeling, and a green streamer appeared in his mind, constantly turning and turning, wave after wave disappeared into the depths of consciousness, those streamers were extremely fast, he could only vaguely see vague characters and patterns, he tried his best to "see clearly" , but suddenly felt that the world was spinning, the sea of consciousness was in turmoil, and when he came back to his senses, he had returned to reality, and there was Shirley standing next to him with a confused face.

Shirley still maintained the posture just now, her little hands as white as snow were on Bai Huang's shoulders, but the difference was that she had long lost her composure, her small mouth was slightly open, and she looked ahead in amazement. Bai Huang followed her gaze and found that in front of them was a ruined ancient city. Crumbling walls and buildings, like gates shattered by violence, this ancient and dilapidated city is like the corpse of a giant beast that has rotted through endless years, leaving only a pale body that wants to speak of the majesty and glory of the past.

Bai Huang didn't know how Shirley, who had always been eccentric and cunning and calm, could be so shocked, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you okay?" Recalling that he had just recovered from the inexplicable pain and hallucinations, Bai Huang was a little worried about whether Shirley had broken her brain when she teleported, and if she had left some saliva to come out, she would be able to throw it directly into the ward and raise her.

However, Shirley still did not come back to her senses, and muttered in a low voice, "The legend is true...... Høyred who never falls...... Is this the kingdom of God?"

Bai Huang saw that her state was indeed not right, so he gritted his teeth and decided that he could only take heavy medicine for serious illness, after all, no one knew if there would be danger in this place.

With a snap, a knife slashed at Shirley's head at a forty-five degree angle, causing her neck to shrink.

Bai Huang has no skin or flesh on his hands, and this real hand knife is called a crisp sound, and a small bag can be vaguely seen bulging on someone's head. Shirley, who was in pain, hugged her head and whimpered, then jumped up like an angry little beast and struck Bai Huang the skull with a hand knife.

The result is conceivable, she squatted on the ground with teary eyes and covered her red and swollen little hands, and then shouted again violently: "What are you doing! What are you doing! What are you doing! Why are you hitting someone's head if you have nothing to do!!

Bai Huang was thinking that it was in an arrogant tone, "I didn't worry about you, I was just fighting mosquitoes, and I definitely didn't care if your brain was broken." Still in the tone of the domineering president: "Hmph! Only I can bully you! You! can only be mine!"

However, considering that the angry Shirley would most likely summon the bear to smash herself into a slag of bones, he decided not to die. So he showed a mouthful of white teeth to the angry Shirley, and let out a somewhat embarrassed tone: "Eh, hey, hey~"

"Hey, hey, you're a dead man!"

After a burst of full martial arts, Shirley juggled and tossed Bai Huang's three ribs.

"Why were you so surprised?"

Shirley threw her ribs to Bai Huang casually, her playful expression suddenly became serious, she looked at the ruined ancient city in front of her again, and her silver bell-like voice revealed an unbelievable taste: "We may have come to the kingdom of God!"

"Kingdom of God?" Although Bai Huang was surprised, he was not as shocked as Shirley, after all, he didn't have any concept of the gods in this world, let alone that he was still an atheist.

"See, the ancient city ahead, though it has fallen and crippled, I am sure it is the legendary 'Hhoyred who never falls', the holy city where the god of war Tyr lives, the place of faith of countless valiant warriors, and the home of the heroic spirits. ”

Shirley excitedly led Bai Huang to the city gate, introducing the iconic buildings and decorations of Hoyred bit by bit. The skull of the Hell Demon Dragon King on the city gate, the Weiling Tower on the city wall, and a mutilated giant statue can be seen through the collapsed city wall, which is a mighty man standing with a sword, armor and a cloak slightly raised, and a tragic iron-blooded majesty arises spontaneously, he is not the god of war Tyr, it is the first heroic spirit Kavin Xiu.

Bai Huang listened to Shirley's "archaeology" as excitedly as an old pedant, and said thoughtfully: "Even if this is a holy city, I don't think this is the kingdom of God. ”

He looked at the dim but shimmering surroundings and said, "This place feels like a place to me. ”

"Where?"

"Nibelungen ......"