Technician’s Manual

boom!

The 58th floor all fell apart in an instant, and the voice of Igola on the 57th floor was drowned in the roar of the reinforced rocks.

Although there was a thunder and fire upstairs, Ya Xiu's sight was already tightly attracted by the turbulent pile of rubble.

Suddenly his sleeves were torn. He looked down and saw his daughter's tangled expression, her big eyes blurred with tears.

"Don't, don't go," Deya uttered a few words with difficulty: "You can't win..."

"At this time, you just need to say'Thank you, Brother Asia.'" Ah Xiu reached out and wiped the tears on her face, but made her face even more dirty, almost like a small cat: "And now I run away again. Can't escape, if I don't go, will you go?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Ya Xiu's mouth, and he knelt down and gently touched the back of Diya's head: "Don't worry, I'm the number one in the "Art List", and An Nan hasn't painted for me yet."

Warm happiness quickly swept Deya's body, cleared the haze in her heart, and stopped the tears on her face. At the same time, Deya felt a little itchy all over her body, and when she lowered her head, she found that all the scars were healing faster.

Miracle, a soft spot, and a sword.

"Moreover, I have a secret weapon."

The secret weapon?

Di Ya was startled slightly, just about to ask, but felt the hot temperature on her face, her eyes were deeply attracted by the gentleness in Ya Xiu's eyes, her soul seemed to melt in those eyes, and she felt a little silly for a while. .

They have seen this look.

In the eyes of Panji.

In the eyes of Jian Ji.

But I never thought that someone would look at himself like this.

For a time, not only Dia, the White Queen, the Black Butler, and even the desperate Red Dead, couldn't help feeling jealous of their youngest sister.

What they didn't see was that when Ya Xiu turned and walked towards the gravel pile, the passion and affection in his eyes had become his strength.

Miracle, a soft spot, and a sword.

After strengthening himself, Ya Xiu didn't have the feeling of "power is coming up", but felt that he held his sword more firmly, stepped faster, and had fewer distracting thoughts in his mind. He felt as if he had returned to the third year of high school, with only one firm goal left in his heart——

Victory, and then live with Liz and Igola!

Miracle Sword Painting!

Miracle Rage Sword!

When the secret guard shook open the gravel pile and got out of trouble, the three swords of Asia Xiu came out, like a dark red meteor rushing to the black knight!

clang!

The transparent miracle barrier blocked the charge of all the sharp blades, and the dark red meteor stopped ten feet away. The black knight took out the gospel in a leisurely manner and glanced at Ash calmly.

At this moment, Dia suddenly reacted.

The secret weapon that Ah Xiu said, shouldn't it be...

......

Hiding under the table to form a safety triangle, Igola, who finally survived the collapsed building, tried his best to open the resonance cavity, trying to let his voice pass through the numerous rocks:

"Axiu, don't count on the Evil Windbreaker! The Secret Guard can use the Gospel Points to resist healing spiritual hints!"

....

Evil windbreaker, twisted mask.

It was as if Ya Xiu had come out of the No. 1 work in the "Art List", his figure was completely burned into the pupil of the secret guard.

The dark red paint of the windbreaker spread into a sea of ​​blood, the broken corridor twisted into the intestines of the monster, the light showed colorful erosion, and then everything collapsed and fell.

In a daze, the secret guard found himself standing on the beach by the sea.

In front of me was a black tsunami that was tens of feet high. A huge pontoon with woven nails galloped on the cusp of the storm. Ya Xiu stood on the bow and blew the horn. The sky heard the thunder snake rushing, the earth screamed and shook, and the black sea followed. The carnival singing, the whole world falls into unstoppable destruction!

'Is this the mind detection of the evil demon windbreaker...' The secret guard was very calm: "My mind faction also has a gold rank. I didn't expect that Ash Heath's mind faction was actually higher than me, and it could even pull me into this. Illusion. ’

‘But that’s it. ’

A black and silver gospel book appeared in front of the secret guard, and it raised its hand and patted the cover of the book lightly.

Bell Bell Bell...

With the melodious gospel coming down, the sky full of dark clouds gradually clarified, the sun was shining, and the blue was like the sea; the ground that collapsed and shook became more stable and stable, the spring flowers bloomed, and the green trees formed shade.

The sound of the trumpet was gradually replaced by the holy sound of the gospel, the tsunami smoothed it, and the black sea purged it. Even the phantom of Ash knelt and repented, dissolving atonement in the sacred and solemn gospel.

The secret guard was not surprised by this. It was the walking of Empress Yisu, the family member of the All-Knowing Weaver Lord. Under the protection of the great gospel, everything in the world could not compete with it.

All sins will be dismantled by the gospel, and all harm will be offset by the gospel.

Because at this moment, it represents the will of the gospel...Huh?

The secret guard found that he had not escaped from this illusion.

And Ya Xiu's phantom had obviously been shattered, but the pontoon he was riding still stayed on the sea.

On the pontoon, there was a slender figure.

As the pontoon approached the beach, the secret guard became increasingly unable to maintain a calm and indifferent posture, and even the armor began to tremble. When the pontoon ran aground on the beach, the secret guard even forgot his secret precepts, and said with a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty the Queen?"

But it quickly shook its head, and hurriedly took two steps back: "No, you are not the Queen, who are you?"

"Of course I am not that old witch."

The Black Witch walked down from the pontoon and stepped barefoot on the soft sand: "As for who I am, can't you guess who I am? Didn't you just come to me?"

The secret guard squeezed the gospel book tightly, as if it could make his words more convincing: "But you can't be Princess Lisdiya, the sanctification in armor is not over yet, she won't...I see. You are one of the magic spirits who bewitched the princess!"

"Bewitching princess...hehe..."

The black witch smiled and said: "Is the reason the old witch told you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or you want to deceive yourself? Forget it, don’t talk about that unlucky old woman. But I have met you frankly, you But don’t you even want to take off the helmet?—"

"—My dear aunt."

The secret guard subconsciously touched his face.

The black knight helmet that had concealed his appearance since adulthood, the mask that had not been taken off for more than ten years, was no longer visible at this time. When the sun hits her face directly, and when the wind hits her skin directly, she feels so strange.

When you hide in a pair of armor for more than ten years, you will only feel that the sun is the sun sticking out your tongue to lick, and the wind is the devil in the air stroking.

The black witches and black knights are obviously different in ages, identities, and generations, but they have exactly the same looks.

"No wonder the old witch wants you to wear helmets."

The black witch looked at the secret guard's face exactly like her, her tone seemed to be sarcasm and pity: "It's really disgusting to see a group of people who look exactly like me."