Diablo Destruction

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A dry discussion like this between Raphael and I is not an option. No matter how wise and resourceful Raphael is, he can never see through the complex heart of such an angelic woman who has gone through many vicissitudes of life and melancholy.

In the end, I still have to ask the person involved to find out what she wants. If she just wants to punch me a few times to vent her anger, I can just treat it as a bite from a dead dog. As the saying goes, a good man will not fight with a woman, but he will endure it for a while. Forbearance, the sea is vast, the sky is calm, for the Alliance, for the Horde - Demacia!

Oops, you see, I have a natural tendency to complain, and I just get away from it as soon as I think about it.

When I came back to my senses, I kept making glances at Raphael, conveying the meaning with my eyes - the imperial army has an order, you go ask and do the work.

"Why me?" Raphael didn't want to be the bitter one either.

"Who told us that there are only a few of us here, why do you want me or Carole to ask? If something goes wrong, I don't care." I put on an arrogant look like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"Okay, consider it a favor." Raphael thought the same thing, but she didn't want to suffer a loss. She wanted me to owe her a favor before she would go. I had too many debts to bear, so I nodded without hesitation. He raised his chin, signaling her cannon fodder to rush forward.

"Ahem." Raphael coughed a few times, straightened his expression slightly, and then showed a friendly smile. His whole person instantly exuded an incomparable friendly charm, fully displaying her powerful aura as a princess of hundreds of tribes. To this I Use only one word to describe it - the sword is still young.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Aiwa'er, for the poor reception. Come on. Please sit down. I'll get you a glass of refreshing water first."

No! ! ! The Alliance and Angels are going to war! ! !

The reason is that the poor tribesman went to reason with a certain evil alliance elder, but was poisoned to death by another elder who was vicious at heart with a glass of poisonous water. His expression was particularly painful, and his throat was almost scratched. He was obviously poisoned before he died. The inhumane torture is really intolerable. This is intolerable.

Fortunately, Eva's sixth sense is alert and knows what bad things are going to happen next. In other words, she is filled with deep melancholy and is not affected by Raphael's friendly charm at all. In other words - I don't intend to offend her.

The spring-like smile on Raphael's face seemed to be open to the air. He saw this female angel who was suspected of participating in the competition. She could have scored ninety-five points but was deducted ninety-five points because she was too gloomy. He turned his face and looked at Raphael. Slowly, Raphael's smile gradually stiffened. Under the other party's bleak gaze, he could no longer hold on.

Lord Raphael, hold back, don't go crazy, for the sake of the alliance, for the sake of the alliance!

The roles were reversed, and it was my turn to shout secretly from behind, hoping that Raphael would not turn black for a moment. The pig suddenly advanced, lifted the coat of the princess of the hundred tribes, revealing the "s--m" leather coat of the camp witch, and kicked Aiwa'er out of the tent, whipping fiercely.

Should I say that Aiwa'er is really smart or something? In short, she was at a critical moment, the moment before Raphael seemed to reveal his true colors. Reacted - stretched out his hand in front of Raphael.

Raphael subconsciously reached out and took something from her hand, then turned around and walked towards me.

The moment she turned around, the friendly smile on her face turned into ice. She fully demonstrated to me, a poor creature who was trembling because of her changes, what a double-faced Shura is.

"If she were my subordinate, I would immediately give her a gift of cleaning the men's toilet in the camp for ten years." Raphael came to me, his pretty face was frosty, he put on a fierce expression, and he put the knife on my neck with a click. Everything scared me so much that my legs went weak.

Princess Baizu, spare your life, I am your grandson-in-law, not an outsider!

"What is this?" I took from Raphael something that seemed to have been handed to her by Ava, and looked up and down.

"It should be something like a memory crystal. The answer you want is probably in it." Raphael said angrily.

"I know it's a memory crystal, but this image, this appearance, no matter how you look at it, seems a bit familiar." I rubbed my chin and muttered to myself.

Memory crystals do not need a fixed appearance, so many people make up their own shapes and colors as a symbol of themselves, just like a personal seal.

I once wanted to make a ten-to-one figure of the Twin Princesses, a small black carbon figure, a Kajie figure, and a Lena figure, as a unique symbol of my own memory crystal, and the patent rights should not be infringed. Unfortunately, they were banned because they were too consumable. Old Man Farah objected and kicked me out of the Mage Guild saying that I was here to cause trouble. This was really unreasonable. Is it wrong to like figurines? Is there anything wrong with being a homebody? It’s the world that’s wrong!

"What, do you know me?" Of course Raphael also knew about this. He saw me pondering the shape of the memory crystal and asked curiously.

"Well, it seems...if I guessed correctly, it should be five...ahem, it should be Lord Tyrell's memory crystal." I said uncertainly. I can only remember it because I was in the elves not long ago. I just received its memory crystal, but unfortunately it disappeared automatically after I only looked at it once.

"Lord Tyrell? In this case, it is really possible that it is him. The angel came down privately and directly came to the door of me, an elder. Without Lord Tyrell's permission, it is impossible."

Raphael stretched out her plump "shuxiong" which was three-fifths of Linya's size, and made a proud gesture, as if to tell everyone that this elder is also a very important figure in the alliance, and his status is only inferior to Akara. , it’s not like a little two-winged angel can just come to your door if you say it’s coming to you.

"Xiao Xiao Wu, is it my imagination? I always feel like there was a malicious feeling coming from my heart just now." The keen Raphael suddenly stared at me closely.

"It must be your illusion." I looked solemn and put on a dignified Chinese character face, as if I had just attended a meeting of hundreds of tribes that could decide the fate of the entire Dark Continent.

"It's better to hurry up and take a look at the contents of the memory crystal. I can't wait." After responding like this, I quickly used my best Wu family to change the subject**. It was probably that Wu Ye's memory crystal was too much. The seductive and witty Princess of the Hundred Tribes actually managed to divert my attention.

"Okay..." Seeing that I was about to open the memory crystal, Raphael quickly slapped my hand to stop me.

"You idiot, if you go and read it somewhere else, aren't you afraid that the content will irritate that angel lady?" Nunu mouthed. she said.

I thought the same thing, and I casually found an excuse to sneak into her study with Rafael and Carolue. Eva was like a piece of wood, paying no attention to our little actions, and just looked out the window, as if there was something wrong. Unspeakable sadness. His inner emotions are so complex and changeable that he could almost write a set of nine-part My Fair Princess.

After setting up a soundproof barrier in the study, I couldn't wait to turn on the memory crystal in my hand, and saw a flash of light. Sure enough, the tall, translucent shadow of Master Wu flashed in the air in the study. The pair of wings of light on the back are not to mention how cool they are. If you want light effects, you need 3D and 3D. It is a domestically made unity, and it comes with its own artifact Head and Shoulders. It is definitely a top fashion that can only be purchased by VIP 12-level wealthy players in the mall. There is no 998, otherwise Want to buy it. If you are not a rich second generation, don't think about defeating it.

I feel like I'm the one who wasted money so quickly. As soon as I saw Mr. Wu's grand appearance, I couldn't help but want to buy a Wings of Light suit. This must be an artifact suit, 50,000 gold coins. I smashed it!

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Mid-air. The phantom of the Fifth Master seemed to be smiling slightly. His face was completely covered by the hood. Even if he looked up, he couldn't get a glimpse of the scenery inside, which made me secretly say it was a pity.

This is like the girl in a miniskirt on the screen. No matter how hard you put your head down, stick it up and look at it sideways. Looking vertically, upwards, or from various angles, it is impossible to see the panties underneath. I was so stupid.

"Yes, I see you again, Lord Tyrell." I responded subconsciously, but suddenly realized that this was just its image, and couldn't help scratching my head, feeling very embarrassed.

The image of the Fifth Master is as if it is a real person or a projected clone appearing in front of him. The courage and momentum cannot be compared to the image in the ordinary memory crystal. I wonder if the Fifth Master has put a trace of spiritual power into it. , equivalent to a clone, otherwise how could we show an expression that knows what we are talking about and what we are doing?

"I won't say any more if it's unnecessary. Young elders of the Alliance, I'm probably going to cause you trouble again this time. I hope you can agree to my request because I have helped you before."

"This is natural. As long as I can do it, please feel free to ask Lord Tyrell." I lowered my head and responded respectfully.

His non-sloppy style in speaking and doing things is also very cool. If the Fifth Master were the final boss, I would be a fool as the protagonist. As soon as I entered the battlefield, I would just say "biu~~biu~~biu~~" without saying a word. Kill Me completely ignored the director's script of the boss dying from talking too much, and easily achieved the villain's counterattack.

"Seeing my image means that you have met Aiwa'er. As you can see, her current condition is not very good."

"Yes." I nodded like a chicken. Not only was it bad, but my whole body was bad. Looking at her, it was like watching the Princess of My Fairy Trilogy for forty-three times in a row.

"Since the last incident, she has been in this state. She is absent-minded and distracted, causing her team to fail several missions in succession."

I hummed on the side, and Fifth Master continued: "After my observation, she should have left a huge shadow in the last incident, that is, in the battle with you, which led to so."

"Yes...really?" I laughed a few times guiltily, lowering my head even further.

Although the Fifth Master didn’t say it clearly, everyone who understands knows what caused Ai Wa’er to leave a huge shadow. Wasn’t it just that I tore it apart for a while? Well, I Admit it, even if it were a hard-blooded man like me who was torn in half so directly and brutally, especially when his body was torn apart and his consciousness was still there and he could clearly feel the torn state of his body, I would probably For half a month, I would have trouble sleeping and have nightmares. I dreamed every day that I was cut in half from top to bottom by a chainsaw maniac.

"I had hoped that Aiwa'er's shadow would be healed by time, but as you can see now, nearly a month later, her condition has not improved, but is getting worse. Even her teammates, There is no way to communicate with her now.”

In my guilty eyes. Fifth Master said slowly: "So I think that if you untie the bell and let the one who tied the bell, maybe send her to you, what changes will happen, whether it is a good change or a bad change, as long as Aiwa'er reacts , it’s all a kind of progress.”

"So...that's it. I understand what you mean." I responded cautiously, but I was crying in my heart. How did I feel about putting such a time bomb next to me? How I feel, asshole!

"I'm sorry, I also know that this decision is very difficult for you. Ai Wa'er's mood is not stable, and keeping her by your side will not hurt you, but it will definitely bring you huge trouble. You have every right to refuse my request."

"Sir Tyrell said, it's my honor to be able to help you." I thought to myself that the fifth master was doing his best to help Carlos and Angelil. Carlos and I are senior fellow apprentices, comrades-in-arms, and brothers. We also have a bond like Kajiel between us. His favor is equivalent to my favor, so no matter how unhappy I am, I can only hold my nose and admit it. .

"Sorry. I have caused you trouble. I was forced to make this decision."

Sure enough, the image in front of me definitely contains at least a trace of Wu Ye's mental power. Otherwise, how could it possibly respond to my answer just now? It is said to be an image of a memory crystal. It is better to say that it uses the memory crystal as a medium to directly communicate with me. , luckily I didn’t do anything rude both times. Otherwise, you will lose face.

Seemingly feeling that he had caused me so much trouble, it was necessary to make some corresponding explanations. The fifth master thought about it for a moment, thinking about his lines. Continue to speak.

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