Ulla is different from the kind of god believers in other departments, she doesn't have a staff like a mage, and she seems to walk the same body cultivation as Huaguo, but Feng Ling always feels that it is still different.

Ula was holding a short sword, Feng Ling had seen her kill a wolf with it in the first stage, she didn't stand there like those mages and chanted incantations, but moved quickly, and the sound of the blade could be heard breaking through the air.

Feng Ling opened the distance to aim at Ula, the star arrow was like electricity, with the four Rao connection techniques running at the same time, absorbing more aura than consuming, the others were getting more and more tired, but the Huaguo team was getting more and more courageous, and the genetic technique was like not wanting the aura, and the E country team was losing and retreating.

Ula was restrained by Fengling, and neither of them could help anyone, but the Huaguo team had an aura supplement, completely suppressing the remaining three of the E national team.

Ula's attention frequently looked over there, Feng Ling saw that her mouth moved, and recited a sentence in E Mandarin, and her good memory allowed Feng Ling to memorize the pronunciation of her entire sentence, and after comparing it with the sentence when Ulla first came on the field, he determined that the two sentences were the same.

Is it really useful to pray to the gods? Feng Ling secretly thought to himself, his eyes were closely watching what had changed in Ulla, whether he had gained new strength. Fun Cabinet

The sunlight sprinkled on Ulla's body, and her light-colored eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of brilliance, and her temperament changed a little, less human mundane, and more sacred, making her look like she was covered with a faint light.

The blazing light gathered on Ulla's short sword, and was lifted by her like a torch, radiant, she looked at the dazzling light reverently, put her palm on her chest, and once again said sincerely, I wish: in the name of the sun, pray for divine light!

The sun-like ball of light shattered, turned into three points of light and flew towards the bodies of Ula's other three teammates, covering their whole bodies in an instant, and the players of country E were full of horsepower even if they ate ***, and pulled back the situation that had been completely suppressed.

This game lasted for a long time, Ula restrained Feng Ling, but when her teammates couldn't do it, she acted as a wet nurse to restore them to their peak state, Feng Ling didn't believe in evil, she could use this kind of divine light that was very laborious at a glance, but in the end, Ula showed no signs of fatigue, the E country team was like playing chicken blood, and although Hua Guo's side was full of physical aura, but the spirit was consumed, Feng Ling found that his teammates began to be anxious and even began to make mistakes when they used the Burst Glove, Consumes most of the energy to shoot a star arrow that exceeds the strength of the two.

Ula didn't expect Feng Ling to have such strength, and was immediately injured by the powerful impact of the star arrow, and took a few steps back, and the short sword flew out of her hand, and the star arrow shot her arm. Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Feng Ling recalled the Star Arrow again, eliminated Ula first, and then eliminated all of them with one arrow at the members of Country E.

The three people in the Huaguo juvenile group were relieved to see Feng Ling's back, Ula's nurse skills were too rebellious, they had just stabbed a Rao leg, and the major arteries were broken, seeing that the person was about to be eliminated from blood loss shock, who knew that Ulla threw a ball of light, and the injury on the man's leg actually scabbed immediately, and his face became ruddy.

In the end, the Huaguo underage team played against the team, the two levels of the team were injured in the first stage, although it was the second level, but the threat was not as big as Ula, at least the other three members of the Huaguo team felt that this game was not so aggrieved and much happier.

The other three people in the juvenile group cheered for their Huaguo juvenile group, but Feng Ling didn't cheer with them, and she didn't know if she had been with Buzhi for a long time, and she was used to having an indifferent face.

Feng Ling was happy that the Hua Guo team had won for her, but her eyes kept on the two levels of the junior group, because Feng Ling thought he was weird.

It is indeed very courageous and admirable to participate in the war with an injury, but after watching a few of his games and fighting again, Feng Ling felt a kind of disobedience, but he didn't know what was wrong.

She trusts her instincts.

He was not injured. Bu Zhi took a step forward, just blocking Feng Ling's view to the second level, Feng Ling only felt that his eyes were flowering, and he could only see the flowing cloud patterns on Bu Zhi's cuffs, raised his eyes to look at someone who was cold, and asked every day, what are you?

Bu Zhi looked at Feng Ling's eyes, and after being silent for a second, he made a simple gesture, and Feng Ling was completely gone

I noticed what he was gesturing, and his mind was all flat on his hands, and the cold ancients were calmly gesturing sign language, which felt

And the slender, well-proportioned, white and flawless hands, the nails are neatly trimmed, as if they were a beautiful work of art. Feng Ling immediately remembered that he had grabbed his hand before, it was slightly cold, as if it had no temperature, but it had the same heart-warming magic as its owner.

found that Feng Ling was a little distracted, Bu Zhi's eyes were full of doubts, I don't know which dimension to take out a thick sign language book, and carefully flipped through it and felt that he should be right, Feng Ling looked at him a serious and slow sign language book, broken hair covered his eyebrows, and he couldn't see the look at the bottom of his eyes, but Feng Ling still felt his heart pounding, it was the sound of heartbeat.

Buzhi's behavior always pokes her, is this trying to communicate with her as much as possible? Probably she ate like this, she stared at his face for a long time before realizing that she was off topic, cough, what did you just do? I don't know sign language

The action of flipping through the book paused, but he continued to turn it a few times, folded some pages of the book, and handed it to Feng Ling. After Feng Ling took it, he found that there was a word on each page, and it was connected to it

Did he get hurt? Well? Should he still be hurt in any way?

There was a rare look of helplessness on Buzhi's face, and he pointed at the words, the first one was him, the second word was no, and the third word was Sakura

Feng Ling only now understood what he meant, and the order of the belly slander words was different, and the meaning was almost different.

He was not injured

Feng Ling's eyes rolled, and he looked at the second level who was sitting on the bench resting, his body was still wrapped in thick gauze, and there was blood spilling from the lace wound that had been torn due to the last game and Feng Ling's entanglement, and the gauze stained a place red, and his face was a sickly pale, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a fake.

However, the disobedience in his heart and his trust in Buzhi, Feng Ling temporarily believes that it is fake, but so what? Faking illness didn't do any good, and it also caused him to fall so far behind in the first stage of points, he should have been one of the strong players in the junior category.