Chapter 15: The final maiden battle

Loneliness and loneliness are two words that are in common with each other. It's just that loneliness sounds more bland and tasteless, and loneliness sounds a little ambiguous and enchanting. Loneliness is like a sharp and cold echo after the cry of a thinker who transcends reality, and loneliness is an inexplicable emotion that belongs to red men and green women. Lonely for too long, the soul becomes lonely. Even in the most lively place, the heart is empty.

When my mother died, I was the only one at the bedside, although the ward was the most advanced, the equipment was the most advanced, and the nurses and doctors were the best, but I knew that what my mother needed was not these, what she needed most was a human figure. And that figure is thousands of miles away, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, tirelessly contributing to his vast business empire.

"Xiaoyi, promise me, don't hate your father, he also has a hard time...... "This is my mother's only wish, my life has never been so contradictory, anger filled my chest, but in the face of my mother's tearful eyes, I have nowhere to vent. In the end, I nodded my head against my will, even if my clenched fists plucked out my palms, I couldn't let my mother leave the world with regrets.

After sprinkling the last handful of soil on my mother's grave, I began to wonder what love is and why it can make people so stupid and stupid. From then on, close the door, close the curtains, block all the rays of light, and close your heart. That year, I was thirteen years old.

All this didn't change until I met Han Xue, but even Han Xue didn't ......

At this time, I was woken up by the loud bang of gongs and the loud noise, and I heard a loud noise coming from the other side of the arena, and I knew that my race was about to start. I hurriedly looked away, and said in a slightly flustered tone, "The game is about to start." ”

"Yes, it's still going to come after all." Schilling regained his usual grim expression, turned around, and began to walk slowly towards the entrance of the arena. I followed not far behind.

"Turtledove."

"Huh?"

After a moment of silence, Schilling spoke to me again: "After a while, after the fight, don't rush too far ahead." Malorn and Xiao Sixian They will definitely concentrate their firepower on you, Malorne's explosive power is very strong, with the cooperation of Xiao Sixian's weakening magic, you are likely to not be able to survive two rounds. You and I have to keep within twenty meters so that I can protect you. ”

"Protection?" I smiled, "Do you really want me to win?" ”

"I want me to win." Schilling paused, but didn't turn around, "They used to be my men, yes. But in the arena it's different. There are only two categories of people there, enemies and allies. Step into the arena and they are my enemies, the targets I will defeat, and you are my allies, the ones who need my full assistance. Xiao Sixian's spiritual attributes are very high, and his mana recovery speed is very fast, if the first three boards can't be seen, this is a protracted battle. You fell prematurely, and I am not completely sure that I will win in the end. And I will never allow defeat, so please put aside your previous grievances for the time being, cooperate with me to play this game well, and win the final victory. ”

I listened to him silently, and then asked faintly, "Do you still need allies?" ”

"It's hard to stand alone, and no matter how powerful a person is, it's beyond the reach of his strength." Schilling was a little stunned, "It's not that I don't want it, it's that I haven't been qualified to show up yet." ”

"Megalomaniacs!" I snorted.

"Aren't you too?" Schilling sneered and walked back through the entrance of the arena. I didn't answer, I just took a deep breath and walked into the venue.

There are some places that can only be experienced when you are in them, such as the Eiffel Tower in Paris, where the height you feel when you stand at the foot of the tower and the height you feel when you stand on the top of it. Now that I am standing in Snow Arena, I can truly appreciate its magnificence and grandeur. Only by standing in the field, becoming the focus of the eyes of tens of millions of people, listening to their fanatical shouts and calls, can the blood on the body really boil.

The sun on the horizon was already sinking a little in the west, and the sunlight shone on the four huge load-bearing pillars in the field, casting four thick shadows, and the ground looked a little mottled. Schilling stood with his head held high, calmly accepting the gaze of the crowd, proud, as if he had been accustomed to it all, while I stood quietly in the shadows not far behind him.

Standing across from us was a combination of a man and a woman, the man on the left was dressed in compact navy blue armor with a strange glow, and a huge two-handed sword, the tip of which pointed to the ground, indicating that his master was a typical weapon warrior. And the beautiful woman on the right, who was petite, curling Nana, and holding a white ivory staff in her right hand, couldn't see the way at all. The white robe was a symbol of a priest, but the black-and-red cloak and dark green hoop around her forehead seemed to prove that she was not a pure priest.

"That man is Malorn, a two-handed mad swordsman with strong physical attacks, and the female is Xiao Sixian, a spell sealer, who is good at all kinds of buffs and debuffs. If you want to start, start with Xiao Sixian. Schilling gave me a hint in a voice that only I could hear.

"Got it." I smiled faintly and responded. There was a smug feeling in his heart, and he thought to himself, Hansen, Hansen, I'm going to start fighting to the death here. You can do a good job for me down there, and don't let me be busy in vain.

On the other side, Malone suddenly raised his head slightly, his eyes burst out with a ball of essence, shooting straight towards me, he raised his voice and shouted here: "Commander Schilling, although we are your subordinates, but there is no father and son on the battlefield, I have been longing for the victory of this game for a long time, when the time comes to hurt you, the commander, don't give me small shoes when you turn around." ”

Schilling smiled: "Malorne, if you dare to release water, I will give you small shoes." And Xiao Sixian, if you don't take out your housekeeping skills, let me have a good time, and you will resign from the position of the ninth regiment leader by yourself when you turn around. ”

"Commander, don't worry. I also came prepared. Xiao Sixian also smiled.

"Do you have anything to say?" Schilling suddenly turned to me and asked.

"Me?" I'm a couple, you [Seven Star Society] people are doing homework, what's the matter with me? It's hilarious. However, they exchanged words with each other in this arena, and I was one of the parties anyway, and if I didn't say anything, I felt a little overwhelmed by them in terms of momentum, which I would never allow. I took out the high-end glasses from my pants and looked at them from a distance, and my heart suddenly blossomed.

I shouted at Xiao Sixian: "Beauty, your hollow mesh T-BACK is so sexy, the competition is over, let me take a photo to commemorate it, okay?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Sixian's face turned red, and he immediately looked down to see if he had a place to go light. There was a lot of heckling and whistles in the stands. After carefully checking the place where her skirt was not gone, Xiao Sixian threw an angry look at me with an annoyed face. I had already put my glasses in my bag with a smile and replied to Schilling: "I'm done talking, I'm much smarter than you guys." ”

Xi Linhu looked at me suspiciously, probably wondering if my eyes had a perspective function, how could I see Xiao Sixian's underwear through my skirt. But it was only for a moment, and then he laughed: "I love the cut-out mesh T-BACK." ”

"I don't like ......," I muttered quietly, and as I reached down, loosening some of the uncomfortable little tightness beneath me......

The funny show ends here, with a loud "game begins" from the fanged troll docent. The door to the arena entrance slammed shut, and almost simultaneously, the four people inside the arena moved. I "swished" and pulled out the Nightmare Twin Blades from my waist, clenched them in the palm of my hand, leaned forward, and swooped straight at Xiao Sixian in a sprinting posture. Schilling, on the other hand, gave up his usual two-handed sword and instead held a shield in his left hand and a strangely shaped one-handed hammer in his right hand, following closely behind me. Xiao Sixian stood still, her left hand kept churning, conjuring up several different gestures, and there were words in her mouth. The armor on Malone's body was like a living thing, and when he heard Xiao Sixian's spell, strange light began to swim on it, outlining several strange patterns, Malonen seemed to be added some buff magic, he roared, pulled out his two-handed sword from the ground with both hands, kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person rose into the air, holding up the snow-white sword, and pressed towards us.

As I expected, their first target was me.

My maiden fight in the finals has finally begun.