Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 902: Invite

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"To your mother." Leon said an **** with a smile on his face. Everyone who has no aristocratic demeanor just talked about murder. In fact, he had never wanted to kill. It just scared the common people in the tavern and let them leave this place of right and wrong early. Of course, Leon was too lazy to explain, and said with a grin: "The beauty hurriedly drew down the road, want to fight or want to talk about Fengyue with this young master. Or if you just passed by, then we will shoot and break up. What do you think?"

The woman laughed in surprise: "The son of William's family also played a trick, this world."

She looked at Alan: "I don't know what about the young master of Beskard's family?"

Without a word, Allen picked up the red king who was standing next to him. The cloth strip on the knife suddenly ignited without fire, the long knife swung, sparks filled the sky. Allen's long knife pointed to the ground, and suddenly a row of ice thorns appeared from both sides of the blade on the originally empty floor. The woman's eyes lit up and she said, "You can be very alert, my son."

The red king raised it flatly, pointed at the woman, the gold pattern on the knife lit up, and the red light on the knife body was looming. The flames lingered around the long sword, Allen said calmly: "What do you want?"

"Suppose, I let you accumulate energy, can you get out alive?" The woman raised her hand, and a few ice beads in her hand swirled around her fingers in turn. While the ice beads were spinning, the needles undulated on the surface.

Allen and Leon looked at each other, both feeling tricky. This woman didn't talk about the depth of the source force, she was absolutely superior to them just because of the delicate control of the source force.

"You can give it a try." Allen took a step forward, with a red light behind him. There was a fireplace in the bar, and there was a fire in the fireplace. At this moment, the flames suddenly became strong, and a blazing flame spewed out of the fireplace. It stretched its teeth and claws like a dragon before retracting again. At the same time, all the candlelights in the bar spurted up, reflecting the light of the bar.

As if responding to Allen's high fighting spirit, the Scarlet King buzzed and trembled, and the red light in the depths of the blade no longer appeared, but kept lighting up, finally leaving a vermilion light on the blade. The blade of the Scarlet King was bright as if it had just been taken out of the stove, and the heat of the bar was amazing, dispelling the cold air machine released by the woman just now.

"Interesting." The woman said with a smile: "What is your name for this engraving?"

At this moment, the flame pattern on Alan's body is looming, and a flame wheel engraved almost covering his body floats behind him. Leon looked at the engraving on Alan’s back and murmured: "This kid actually took the path of Windsor Bellow, hey, huge engraving. Abandon skills, focus on strength, really domineering."

Allen said indifferently: "What's famous, you won't know if you try it."

The woman nodded, her fingers stretched out, and a few ice **** swirling between her fingers shot away. The ice ball left his hand and continued to grow stronger, eventually turning into blue ball-sized frozen thorn ice **** and slamming them on Allen. Allen squinted his eyes, raised his hand to pass the knife, and made a slashing gesture. Even if this action was only half done, the Akagi never really cut it off. But when King Chi was cut at the end, the sword's momentum was pouring away like a flood.

It's like running across the river, stirring thousands of miles!

All the ice **** burst, melt, and evaporate. The hot smoke rose from the tavern, and a faint vermilion streamer flashed away.

The woman's eyes were somewhat solemn, and she pointed at the streamer.

The jet is splashing.

On the left and right sides of the woman, the tables and chairs were silently dislocated as if they were cut apart by an invisible knife and axe. The two swords plowed across the ground in a v-shape, and instantly passed the entire bar. The bars on these two floors shook and collapsed. Suddenly, the sand poured out, arousing dust and smoke. The dust was still on the ground, and a wave of fire spewed from the place where the two sword airs passed, and the smoke billowed, making the bar owner's face crying with bitterness.

A good bar collapsed on both sides, and only the bar in the middle and the wine cabinet at the back escaped. The woman retracted her finger, and she was still free to take a glass of wine from the bar to drink up. Her finger that blocked Alan's invisible knife pressure was flushed. The woman sucked her fingertips lightly, her expression was sultry, and Leon's teeth were itchy.

Looking at her leisurely attitude, Alan frowned: "Continue?"

"Continue what?" The woman chuckled: "Kill you? Well, I just made a joke just now, but I actually want to weigh your weight."

"For what?"

"It's good to assess whether you are eligible to accept the invitation." The woman said to the Red King Nunu in his hand: "Can you put it away? You scared me."

"Ashamed." Allen lowered the red king, but never left his hand, and did not relax his vigilance against this woman.

"Okay, now I formally introduce myself. I am a member of the Guanghyun Society, codenamed q." The woman did not forget to cast a wink at Leon, but said to Allen: "Mr. Allen, I don't know. Are you interested in joining our Guangyin Society?"

Allen's heart was shocked. He never thought that he would come into contact with that mysterious organization in this way. Leon was right, this woman came for herself at all, otherwise, how could she be in such a remote place and run into a member of the Guangyin Society who is also a headache for the Federation?

"How about? Thinking about it?" The woman blinked her eyes and said, "This is a good thing that fell from the sky. If you change to someone else, you don't have to review it, so I don't want to join the meeting. Well, I can say it inside. Then, with my sponsor, you can guarantee that you are both a senior member."

Allen flatly refused: "I am not interested."

The woman sighed: "You don't think about it carefully. Although the Bethcourt family is great, it is not as good as ours. Besides, you are not the owner of the family now. Take ten thousand steps, even if you are As the Patriarch, the family resources may not be at your disposal. I can guarantee that if you join our Guangyin Association, the resource tilt you get is only a lot more than what Horne gave."

She leaned forward slightly to show the infinitely beautiful scenery on her chest, and the woman smiled and said: "Even, you can get some other things. For example, my sister can stay with you for a few nights."

Ellen looked at Lucy and smiled, "This is no longer needed."

The woman has a pitiful look hurt.

Allen looked at her: "Anyway, I am not interested in joining any organization. If you want to do it, just come."

"Is there anything you can do, if you are reluctant, I can force you to join the club. Forget it, don’t get through. Don’t let me hit you again. Next time, my sister won’t do that. I'm ready to talk." The woman waved her hand to say goodbye, and then walked out of the rubble.

Ellen kept staring at her until her figure disappeared from the street before he lifted the engraving and exhaled. Leon squinted his eyes and said, "Really so good to talk? Just left?"

"Only by us, of course there is no such weight." Allen smiled and said: "Where should Fording be staring, Grandpa is still worried about us running around on the surface."