Rev. 7 chapters

There was only a black curtain in front of him and Locke struggling wildly, and his hands gradually receded, and he looked at the rift with palpitations. At least he could see some of the faces that looked like they had killed him.

The silver-white metallic mask it will never forget, and the crack of his hand once again showed the wide black robe of the samurai, which he had exchanged with the Night's Watch, and the right chest gradually precipitated small words, golden insignia.

From the burial area where he was anxious, the assistant's eyes were red. He sensed that he was abandoned, but he could not resist.

He drew a short dagger from the crook of his leg and held it against the wall of the burial area, panting violently, his face darkening and darkening.

After all, just an ordinary person and not a real transcendent. The slightest injury or curse on his life is an irreversible death.

Under the distortion on the side, it struggled to find a way out. For there was no way out and he would die, and on the hard ground he shook his head to distract from the strife in his head.

Some regretted it, and Yan escaped. The simplicity of the first contact with the occult during the ten days of fugitive life. And cowardly betrayed Locke, who knew that Locke would have the ability to do so?

He still saw Locke in front of him, dressed in a gorgeous and pragmatic robe, disappearing in the darkness. Madness flashed before his eyes, and he took the time to rise and find a sword in the ashes. And then exalt the crazy like Locke split. The head was raised, like the top four of the final brawler. The wand pierced through the shadow of the sword, and at the tip contained the wind blade, which slashed directly into the assistant's shoulder.

Locke's men showed mercy. The popularity of Locke in the country does not mean that he is benevolent, but that he wants to force many things.

There was some regret at that moment. He thought of the tears of his son Jackie Chan, and his father also thought of his mother, who weaved all kinds of wool items. There are many food crises in other urban areas, and they all mean sharing food.

Fengrui's shares only saw the future, and in the end, they fought to the death. It seems to have been some kind of meaty quality. But no blood was spilled.

I didn't dare to suffocate myself to see if he was pumping or not, because he was just an ordinary person

He had to escape, and relying on the spirit orb to get another widespread vertigo, he stumbled and ran away like Locke chasing after him.

There is nothing left of the dark underground ruins. Only old bookshelves and occasional stone pillars propped upwards. The stone pillars are recessed. Emerald green glow, with the occasional candle. The candle had long since burned out, leaving only a pitch-black charred black.

Underground, people's vision and senses are blocked, and the most likely tendency is fear and confusion, as well as a sense of spatial confusion.

There is nothing left, maybe his family has long been cleaned up by Detective Locke. After all, so easy to find, and so easy to retaliate against, are some ordinary people who are incapable.

He gritted his teeth and knew he didn't have the power to retaliate. His mother, who cared about him, and his father, who often encouraged him, may have died. Life is so lonely and far-sighted.

He should have betrayed the Order, he still had to go, he already had his own way, and no one could know how much it was connected here.

The pitch-black road is unprofitable to run, and the decoration is unusually weird, and it has even been transformed into a taboo in the occult. There are pyramids that are built properly, and the pyramids represent some kind of divine name that once existed.

Fortunately, this is the New World, in the middle of the north and south of the New World. Pyramid of imitation. It's good that they're not tall enough. But the ancient road corridor below looks very evil.

At the end of the day, the light became more and more apparent. The assistant Yu'er came out, and the calm sea was reflected in front of her. Hospital out of the sailboat. Just in the sun, the dark gray seems to represent hope.

After a long run, his face was as white as paper and with an abnormal flush, and the monsoon wind from the ocean gradually calmed down. It's hot, especially the yellow sand is enough to burn your feet.

The blue sky was stained with an unusual gray. At the foot is a soft sand beach with lush woods not far away. He looked out over the dense city and the endless woods and villages.

The golden sand was enough for a good holiday, but he had no free time. Holding back the dull pain, coughing a little and then running quickly, his throat was full of grain, it was crumbling blood foam.

The long passage leaves the mountain mostly dilapidated. Let the sun spread out the shadows. Detective Locke: Well, there is no way out of the road. His face was shrouded in shadows. He stretched out his right hand and mobilized his own spiritual energy. However called to see featu

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Well, the crimson projectiles swirled in front of their eyes, then entangled and exploded on the dark wizard's zero-energy illumination. The information that the assistant was about to be captured was extinguished, but the whole body flew upside down. Write first by gliding on the ground for a long time. Mix with Shali. The previous madness came out again, the dazzling fire flashed, the cannon roared, and a practice bullet flew by.

Those two warheads were like a fixed target to hang Locke flying. The ground was scraped sideways for a long time, and it was smashed into the forest by a blow.

The sound of the dragon's cannon shook the sea open. There was only a piercing sharpness in the ears, as if it were a death knell from death.

The dinghy with a speed that did not meet its application quickly drove to the detective's side, and he was on that side. The middle-aged man on the boat glanced at it. Put on the long bloodstain, and then look at the embarrassed assistant in front of you.

The visual effect came from his throat, but Mougin's face changed and he instantly slapped his assistant.

Syllable......

The assistant did not resist, and the intermediary quickly removed the blindfold from his face, and then his eyes, which were composed entirely of machinery and crystals, quickly focused, carefully observing the assistant.

Looking at the assistant's increasingly pale face, reflected in the crystal, it was panicked. Let's go.

The wand floated in the sky and rode with only a wind blade, and was about to dive down.

People watched the scene. The bottom is on the horizon. A shot to practice, but galloping past will be about to fall. The wand slammed into the wand and wailed. If the elm forest, for the assistant, he can only run away and follow this group of people now. At least where to go has been discussed with them.

Even if he is aimless and busy running for his life now, he must be an assistant wherever he goes. Locke kills strong.

Tongzhou quickly discharged the estimated waves, and then walked alone on the sea, looking aimless. should be rotated. Quickly came to the black dot on the horizon.

The pale gold eagle logo that is not hung. With the normal dilapidated sea range. The sea becomes sparkling, sometimes with big waves. The blue sea is incomparably deep.

Leaning against his head in the cabin, his mood was a little lost, for he might be leaving the unknown passage of Port Vale at this moment. Just manipulate your fingers and slide aimlessly over the wall.

The sea is often cool and humid in the early morning.

Relying on the planks to rot, sometimes the cabin can become extremely stuffy. You, you won't be able to see the whole thing, because the salty and wet sea breeze will corrode the planks. After a simple handover between the assistant and the captain, they become a member of the ship. He noticed the crowd underneath, it was a transport ship.

It was not commodities but slaves who were mounted on the transport, and were assigned the task of suppressing possible unrest here.

What he had to worry about was not these, but about the dark wizard Locke, who had come by riding the waves, squatting in the lower warehouse and watching these Amu's efforts. A great sorrow stained his heart, maybe he was like a slave, but he couldn't detect it.

Rubbed his legs. Particularly numbness, stiffness under the blood vessels, difficulty in getting up and moving.

Side. The figure of hard work suddenly blocked the boarding, which made the whole space a lot darker. Then, at the moment when the light appeared, the assistant saw a foot in front of his eyes.

That's right, and the shaking is a spinning of the world, and at this point he only has one sentence in his heart, why does anyone mess with me? He could have been trampled on or violently killed.

For he was now an exploiter, a caretaker, and his face was rubbed against the rough ground with a slight mold. A finger touching the cold ground reads. Splitting some anger welled up in the mind from the bottom of my heart.

Although he was an effort of fate, he did not lose his freedom. There is no room for provocation by these slaves who have lost their freedom.

Isn't it a riot?

Riots, is it still difficult to punish?

The smell in the air is salty and astringent. Wet, he stood up. Say yes and push the slaves out of the way one by one trying to break through the defenses. has been eroded by the transcendent for so long, and his strength is far beyond ordinary people.

A group of slave ships destined for the Erxi Empire. The efforts on it are not only with the efforts of the New World. Be ma

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The manor does not want agriculture and forestry. Under the war, hard trade is good and bad.

Then quickly hit the slaves who tried to escape. He reached out and grabbed a slave by the hair, then slammed it through its vomiting body and walked forward. He searched for the perpetrator in the crowd. It was not uncommon for the rioters to be quiet when they saw this scene, because they had tried to escape, but failed for various reasons.

In the end, the assistant locked two people first, one with all the envious cheeks. The warrior of the New World, he may belong to the tribe, combing with respect. Beneath the bronzed skin lies an unknowable power. The other is an old man with red and red hair, with a breath of life like a legendary shaman.

The assistant who stood up knocked down the rebels who had rushed towards him in a circle. Then watch them bow their heads.

Then the surrounding managers saw that a small one was thrown like a tomahawk. When her husband crossed the graceful arc, Assistant Bei caught it.

Twisted his head, then loosened his shoulders. This jerky meat garlic teaches the people here a lesson.

First grab a child by the head and press him to the ground. The husband lifted it high and then fell. Denial should be in everyone's hearts, but it doesn't. draped over the head, but inserted under the plank. The gentleman's gaze scanned the surroundings. Getting crazier.

Don't be honest here.