Ride and Cut

"What's going on with Qiqiu?" Annie put one hand on her brow bone, frowning and looking up at the blue sky.

If you want to return to the other world from the new world, you must obtain permission from the Titans to pass. Recently, the exchange of personnel and materials between Alpine Fort and Chimu Great Forest has become more frequent. In order to ensure smooth traffic, the little nigger usually stays near the passage on the other side.

Anyway, its daily life is monotonous - it eats four or five times its own body weight in food every day, and then falls asleep in a daze. This kind of life is not bad anywhere.

But just now, Qiqiu suddenly got up, and his usual sleepless look disappeared without a trace, replaced by a serious face as if he was facing a big enemy.

It suddenly transformed into a black monster, raised its head and let out a roar, soared into the sky and disappeared through the passage on the other side.

You must know that the little nigger is a lazy person through and through, let alone take the initiative to transform, he doesn't even bother to turn over by himself while sleeping. Now that it's so uncharacteristically normal, any fool knows there must be something wrong.

"Did something happen to Li Cha!" Annie stomped her feet anxiously.

"Don't panic, and don't scare yourself." Buckland said with a stern face, and assigned a Skaar dragoon who had just finished soaking the original blood, "Hurry up and follow, Qiqiu's transformation may not last long."

Fortunately, the little black ghost had just left, and the unobstructed state of the passage to the other shore could still be maintained for a while.

"Yes!" The dragoon's index finger and middle finger tilted and saluted on the brow bone, forcing the mount to fold its wings and start trotting forward.

With the exaggerated wingspan of the Fengshen pterosaur, it is impossible to fly directly through the passage on the other side like Qiqiu, so it has to walk through it first.

"I'm going too!" Annie suddenly kicked off the high heels that were in the way, and climbed barefoot along the ladder to the dragon beast's back.

Coincidentally, for recruit training and tactical considerations, many flying dragons are equipped with multi-person saddles. Even if she hadn't used it herself, it looked familiar, and she had no difficulty in using it.

"Drive!" The half-elf tugged on the reining rope.

"Hey, don't be fooling around!" Buckland was stunned, and slammed the ground with his crutches.

The flying dragon had already led Annie and the dragoons headlong there, and the passage to the other side was closed, so it was too late to say anything.

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Facing the sea of ​​flowers, Stuart's former monarch closed his eyes tightly, and tears kept streaming down his cheeks.

His obsession, remorse, and pain that have nowhere to rest, are beyond words, and no one understands them, are like a bottle of extremely bitter and spicy wine.

Li Cha handed over a handkerchief, comforting him not to regret it now that the deal is done.

It must be admitted that Belluni's deeds, thoughts and thoughts all have a taste of extreme madness. But killing one person as a bandit and killing a million as a hero, his madness is undeniable, just as his genius cannot be concealed!

It must be known that since the birth of the battle qi system thousands of years ago, the ceiling has not moved at all, and it was once considered a dead end. That kind of difficulty must be particularly desperate, so that all the talented swordsmen who have been like crucian carp in the river for many years can do nothing!

I want to break the south wall, I want to be able to do what my predecessors couldn't, I want to stand on the shoulders of giants and go further.

Becoming the first person who is unparalleled in the ages certainly sounds wonderful. But how amazing is the talent, ingenuity, and talent, how deep and profound obsession, tenacity, and will, and how much luck, chance, and coincidence are due to chance.

to do all this?

You must know that even if there is a complete copy of the secret code in front of you, the Juggernaut will always be, and can only be, the privilege of dragons and phoenixes among a very small number of people, just like the magisters today.

What's more, Belluni figured out everything from scratch, which is comparable to the feat of building a high-rise building with nothing on the ground.

How can such a character be judged simply with just one sentence of "good and evil".

Sometimes the so-called genius and pioneering work can be sent to the guillotine.

Then Li Cha himself didn't hold his arms a little under the agitation of his mind, and expressed the homesickness in his heart in an ambiguous tone. This secret has been hidden in his heart for too long. As a normal person with a sound mind, he is really suffocated.

Although Belluni heard vague words, he roughly understood what was going on.

So this time it was him who came to comfort Li Cha, since he came, he will be safe, and the people you care about must also hope that you live well.

Belluni also fully agrees with the strength of the Alpine Fort Lord. This kind of power is as bright and objective as the sun above the head, and it cannot be faked at all.

Excellence often represents loneliness. Therefore, even if the positions of the outstanding people are different, there will still often be feelings of sympathy.

The two opponents who are about to start a life-and-death struggle are talking to each other like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years. If this scene is seen by outsiders, it will definitely feel very strange.

But in fact, the people who understand you best in this world are not necessarily relatives and friends, but often opponents.

"If we could not be fettered by the secular world, maybe we could have had more to say."

"It's useless to say more, please." Li Cha floated backwards like a feather, pulling a distance of nearly a hundred yards between each other.

With the sound of metal rubbing, the sharp blade slowly unsheathed.

"The sword is named Renwang. When the ancestors were crowned, the craftsman mixed it with fine gold and mithril. It weighs eleven and a half pounds. It is infused with fighting spirit, and the sword is sharp and unstoppable." Belluni stretched out his hand and stroked the sword slowly, and the dark blue fighting spirit came out, instantly lowering the surrounding area a few degrees.

Li Cha never expected that what he cultivated was ice-type battle qi.

You must know that fire-type and metal-type grudges have obvious advantages in terms of power, and are most sought after by the mainstream. When Dracula was still called Hendra, he practiced the metal system, and that kid Higuain could not be more pure fire system.

In contrast, the ice system is the non-mainstream of the non-mainstream, and it is not popular at all.

"Sounds okay." The lord also pulled out his own dick, and scratched his butt with the hilt of his sword. "My name is Zhanlong. I snatched it from a stupid woman. It weighs sixteen pounds."

"As a strong man, you should respect your weapons."

"The Sword of the King of Ren is held by the Mad King. Is this also called respect?" Li Cha smiled proudly, his complexion had turned into solid and heavy iron ash, like a statue made of fine steel.

In an instant, hundreds of yards away disappeared.

The two swords are intertwined, and the air waves chop up the brilliant golden rapeseed flowers like blades, blow them, and blow them all over the sky. The last sliver of life in Allen Town cannot escape the end of destruction in the end!

In an instant, there was a thunderous pear blossom-like metal impact explosion, and the two swords attacked so intensively that only the rustling afterimage remained. There was a wave of air that was higher than a wave, and the paving stones were lifted up like kites and flew towards the sky, followed by the dark and fertile soil below.

This is not like a confrontation between two swords, but more like two passing tornadoes are fighting for power!