The sin of wearing a crown

He was not galloping on a horse, but he was faster than a horse. He whistled across the field like a strong wind and passed directly through it. The slight droop of the grass used his weak body to hold up the passing power, letting the slender and weak body The posture can be relaxed and comfortable, and it floats forward lightly under the support of the air flow.

Are you flying?

It should be said that he was gliding. Linn only had to tap his toes gently on the ground, and the restraint of gravity was reduced to an extremely weak level. Under the action of many forces of the beautiful streamlined spiritual field, he felt as if he was flying at high speed. Driving a sports car with full horsepower on the road, your eyes can hardly keep up with your sprint speed.

And this is obviously not the limit.

It was very refreshing, but he was also a little frightened. Lin En was afraid that a stupid roe deer would suddenly jump up on the plain, and he would cause an accident and hit it to death. It would be unlucky for it, but the effect of force was reciprocal, and he did not want to take any advantage of it. The Black Holy Grail's flawless body collided with others while driving at high speed.

Under the bright moonlight, Lin En was like an inconspicuous hazy black shadow. During the extremely fast sliding, some kind of expectation that it automatically exuded made Lingzi appear in a hidden state.

Even if an extraordinary person occasionally glimpses it, he will not notice anything.

The transport carriage took nearly an hour to travel, and it took Linn less than fifteen minutes to complete it at the speed of a racing car. Fortunately, this place is mainly composed of hilly and plain landforms, so he would not encounter any obstacles when racing. He would die suddenly in a car accident. Well, the angel who died in a car accident while racing was definitely the deadliest angel in the world. One of the funny jokes.

It seemed thrilling, but in fact he was as steady as an old dog. The young gentleman stopped outside the small town with a speed of 120 miles and a cheerful mood.

If anyone could see Linn at this time, he would definitely feel that this was like a scene from a horror story.

The indescribable monster, exuding black energy all over its body, is extending its claws towards this poor and ignorant town. Its salivating greed seems to be overflowing from the deepest part of the most evil abyss, leaving mortals in panic all day long. of sins whizzing by.

Just translate it.

In fact, Lin En was so excited while racing that he couldn't help but sneeze, and the visible black veil of the spiritual children that changed and entangled with his thoughts also spilled forward a little.

It was very indecent, and could even be said to be ruining his image. He wiped his nose. Lin En once again confirmed that his completely overwritten external image was a blur of figures in black gauze. He was satisfied and looked towards the hotel in the town. direction.

The Black Saint captivated the city and the country.

It was enough to admire and lust after him. Lin En could not bear the sight of half of his body being looked at in various ways, so every time he completely overwrote it, he decided to show it in this hazy human form. This state easily reminded Lin En of a person, Mr. Umbrella.

Mr. Umbrella's appearance is also vague and hazy.

The only thing I remember after coming into contact with him is that the umbrella next to him is clearer than anything else. It is estimated that if he does not want to, it is a matter of opinion whether ordinary extraordinary people can remember him. Lin En also retrieved the erased memory with the help of the Black Holy Grail.

Lin En was like a ghost. He had become accustomed to walking on his feet instead of floating. This wonderful feeling of getting rid of gravity, but as he woke up from a dream, he would be pulled down by gravity again, which made him feel uncomfortable before heading to the ocean. On the way to the museum, it was a lot of fun.

Even time was delayed a lot without realizing it.

When Linn saw the familiar architectural style and reassuring lights of the Ocean House, he keenly noticed that the lights in Atali's room had not been extinguished.

Apparently she said that her efforts were in vain, but in fact she was still busy working. She was reading at night, hoping to prove herself to some pile-driving madman.

He tilted his head left and right.

Lin En couldn't think about it for a moment before she figured out how to get in. She just knocked on the door and paid a polite visit.

This may sound a bit unbelievable, but if you think about it carefully, there is no big problem. A polite angel sounds a little surprised, but that is an angel. Is it worth making a fuss about an angel doing strange things when he is in a mood? Even if you yell out, others will laugh at you and say you are ignorant.

This is what the so-called Dihua is like. He thinks he is right and makes wild speculations, which makes him look stupid and seems smart but not smart. However, there are not so many idiots in the world. People are not NPCs. They can think and speculate. Sooner or later, if you don't have any skills, you will be tested.

Why don't I push myself up time and time again so that others can't see my depth, so that I can be safe and sound today? As long as I grow fast enough, others won't think I'm being mysterious!

His spirituality was veiled, hazy, and his whole person looked extremely mysterious. It was as if Linn had suddenly emerged from the dark night and knocked on the door of the Ocean House.

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Aitali was in a good mood today, and it didn't matter why she was good. This person is in a good mood. No matter what he does, his efficiency is doubled, which is much better than the 996 blessing. It is like working and playing games. Put aside other factors and define these as two simple things. Obviously Games that can arouse people's interest will be more efficient.

Ms. Wheelchair is now using the efficiency of playing games to sort out those ancient language analysis materials that usually seem boring. She will take these materials back later, just in time to chat with those stubborn and arrogant old men at Livia University. By the way, Da slaps them in the face with this.

There is nothing more pleasurable than this.

It was all the fault of those old men who were unwilling to give themselves the title of honorary professor and were carrying arrogance and prejudice. Atali clenched her fists and expressed that she must make them look good when she goes back this time.

She is already an enforcer of the [Suppression Bureau], and there are excuses within the rules to tease those old guys.

Atali's excitement was quickly interrupted.

When a maid who looked a bit panicked came and knocked on the door, she told her that a particularly mysterious Beyonder seemed to be here, saying that he was here to track down something. She hoped that the owner of the house or a capable Beyonder would come forward to talk. It happened that the countess and the young gentleman went hunting together, and Atali, who had limited legs and feet, became the only candidate.

An extraordinary person comes to your door so late?

Judging from some files and examples, it is not a good sign. Everyone knows that when extraordinary people appear at night, it often indicates that big trouble is happening.

Atali tidied up her appearance and was pushed downstairs by the maid, looking dignified as a hostess.

When she saw the scene in the hall clearly, her eyes widened subconsciously, and a voice exploded in her heart.

‘Higher sequence! ? ’