Shen Yin Wang Zuo Chapter 28: Chering Wrath (1)
Chapter 28: Wrath of Caier (1)
Long Haochen already in a sacrifice state has entered a strange realm and feels like death. His own potential has been greatly developed.
Actually, he was carrying medicines given by Lin Xin. He could use his medicines to improve his cultivation. However, the opponent did n’t even call his mounts for fairness. How could Long Haochen let himself compete with his medicines How about it? Under the tremendous pressure brought by Yang Wenzhao, he realized the sacrifice and burst out instantly. At this moment, the skills of punishing knights trained in the past five years also seem to be fully integrated.
Yang Wenzhao sighed in his heart. On his chest, a little blue light drifted out. Each blue light seemed to contain a crystal luster, like a blue gem flying out. Collided with Long Haochen falling from the sky.
Soul furnace!
He is confident to take Long Haochen's attack, but if he hits it hard, he will certainly be injured. And Yang Wenzhao's goal is not just through the current round, he wants to get the Cavaliers first, the Demon Hunt Trials finals first. How can you allow yourself to be injured at this time?
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom ...
A series of roars kept appearing on Long Haochen's circling figure. Every bit of blue crystal light flew out and collided with his body, which would produce a strong explosion, and every explosion, also Will reduce the golden red light on Long Haochen's body by half, and the rotation speed will be reduced accordingly.
When Long Haochen was able to attack close to Yang Wenzhao, his combat circular sword and even already could not be maintained.
Boom ——
The two exploded at the same time. Yang Wenzhao retreated three feet in a row, and opened his mouth with a faint golden mist. His chest was undulating and he was breathing slightly.
In the distance, Long Haochen stood on the ground with his two swords, and the red in his eyes gradually faded away, and all the spiritual powers also melted away, but he still stood, his back straight, watching Yang Wenzhao, his face Like gold paper, blood kept overflowing from his mouth and nose.
"Forcing me to use the Xinghai Spirit Furnace to resist your attack. Admire. If you and I are the same age, I may not be better than you." Yang Wenzhao extended his thumb to Long Haochen, "Looking forward to having your mount , Let's fight again. "
"The game is over, the winner is number one." The referee sounded a little eagerly. Then, from the podium direction, a white light with a little silver star descended from the sky and instantly shone on Long Haochen.
Sacred healing, guardian knight seventh-order healing skills.
A little bit of Silver Star immersed in Long Haochen's body under the light of the Holy Light, stabilizing the blood and blood in his body, and healing his internal injuries.
"Hao Chen." At the same time the referee announced the end of the game, the shields around the trial ground also disappeared. Ye Hua rushed into the field for the first time, holding Long Haochen who barely stood there. .
A spurt of blood spurted out. Although bathed in the Holy Healing, Long Haochen slowly fell into Ye Huahua's arms and fell into a coma. However, no one noticed that there was a faint layer of white light wavy softly on the position of his chest.
In the corner, Han Yu stood there, and already did not move more than halfway. After all, Long Haochen lost to Yang Wenzhao. However, even if he loses this game, he will still be defeated.
The spirit furnace, both of them have a spirit furnace. Just that, it makes Han Yu's heart like a sledgehammer, and he has difficulty breathing.
What skills does Long Haochen use? Sacrifice him to know, but he was not clear about the sword-like skills. I would like to ask, if you change yourself, can you win the skills that Long Haochen sacrifice without the help of mount ability?
Han Yu is unwilling to think about the answer, because he already knows exactly what the answer is. It is not wrong to lose to him. What's more important is that he is only 14 years old!
Many times, personality can determine success or failure. Another person may be depressed by the immediate blow, but Han Yu ’s frustration and bravery made him a little enlightened at this time. He suddenly understood the hard work of some grandpas.
Yeah, a teenager who is only fourteen years old, cultivation and already can compete with fifth-tier knights, where will his future achievement limit be? He is almost eight years older than him, and his age already is an insurmountable gap. How difficult it is to chase him. Similarly, with such huge potential, his future improvement and experience can be imagined. Being with him can not only make him a part of the hunting group, but also accompany him to experience many things. Maybe, this is really What is your best choice?
The original unwillingness and pain in his eyes gradually disappeared, and replaced by firmness, he had identified his goals and would never let himself go off track again. The genius of existence with Long Haochen is his constant spur on him.
Cai Er stood quietly on the street, she came here early in the morning, feeling the warmer sunlight shining on her body, her eyes and brow were soft.
Whenever she thinks of the conversation with Long Haochen yesterday, she can't help but feel the speed of her heartbeat. She is an assassin, and this kind of emotion shouldn't have happened to her. However, she could not stop thinking about everything about him.
His hands are long and strong, and his palm is wide. Every time he holds her, his palms are angry and warm. She embraces her palms and she likes the feeling of being protected. For the first time, she had such an experience.
She will never forget. When the two first met, Long Haochen, who was only nine years old, covered his body with his slim body. He was so weak at that time, but a person's courage and kindness will never be related to strength. Even if it was an adult, would she protect her at that time?
When sending out the forget-me-not ring that was so important to her, Xiao Caier was impulsive, but she believed her instinct.
Actually, at that time, she did not think that one day she would meet Long Haochen again, but she still gave out the ring without forgetting, forget it, she did n’t know if she said to herself or wanted him to realize To the meaning.
From small to large, she has always lived in the cold world. Warmth is an emotion to her, and this emotion has only been felt by Long Haochen.
Holding hands every day, he took this short journey, but it was Caier's happiest experience in his life. The expectations in her mind were even stronger than he was. Compared with this happiness, it seems that the Hunting Trials are nothing.
Thinking of the trials, Caier's coquettish face hidden under the veil couldn't help showing a smile. What he said, keep holding me like that and protect me. I will help him do this in the final.
A blind person who loses sight is undoubtedly painful, but the inner world of a blind person is much richer than a normal person. Their imagination is far beyond match for normal people.
Cai Er just remembered every little bit between her and him, immersed in this happiness and waiting. Waiting for his arrival to wake her up, and then let him take his hand and walk on that warm and warm road.
Time passed, she waited there quietly like a sculpture, the warmth of the rising sun gradually turned into the warmth of the noon, she was not anxious at all, just waited quietly.
He didn't come, he still didn't come.
Until the warmth is absent, and a slightly cool wind blows on her face, Caier smartly fights chills.
How long? This should be a breeze only in the evening. I came to the Holy City already for a period of time, and my judgment in this regard will never be wrong.
He didn't come? Why didn't he come? Did he regret it? A distressing layer of water mist gradually diffused in Caier's eyes.
He will come, he will come. Caier's hand holding the green bamboo stick gradually tightened, and he could clearly see that the bone joint gradually became white.
The afterglow of the sunset is gradually dissipating, and the night is quietly pervading the streets and alleys of the holy city. Her petite body looked so lonely and lonely, as if the whole already was covered by shadows.
Why, why don't you come.
A drop of tears quietly slipped along Caier's face, he would not come, and the night was dark already.
Turning slowly, Caier staggered towards the hotel where he lived.
Suddenly, her footsteps stopped, her eyes widened slightly, he and he would go to the competition today. Is it because he had an accident during the game.
When I think about it, all the chills in Caier's heart are turned into anxiety. I don't know why. She would rather regret yesterday's promise than let him have any accident.
There must be something wrong. The next moment, Caier affirms his judgment. Thinking back to her and Long Haochen, all of a sudden, she felt a little shame in her heart. Concern is chaotic. He is too horny. With his personality, let's not say whether he will regret it. Even if he really regrets it, will he avoid himself? No, never.
The green bamboo stick is connected to the ground, and the hobbling under her feet disappears, and soon she disappears into the vast night.
After half an hour.
Caier sat quietly on the chair in the room, still holding the green bamboo stick in her hand, but the chill emanating from her body made the room's room temperature at least ten degrees worse than the outside world.
Three meters in front of her, a man shrouded in black whispered, "That's it. Long Haochen was healed by the Holy Healing Technique of the Knight Templar Stronger. Life should be intact But it is likely to hurt the vitality, and it is still unknown whether or not to participate in the finals.
"Come on." Caier's cold voice seemed to freeze the air.
"Yes, my subordinates retired." The man in black quickly quit the room. After he quit, he felt that his blood seemed to condense because of the sensational Murderous Qi released from Caier.