Feather Emperor

Chapter 68 The Knights of the Round Table Come Together
Still four thousand words...

"I didn't really accept it?"

"Yes, you didn't accept it!" The male said coldly: "Acceptance is a state of mind, but you haven't adjusted yourself well. From the beginning of your career to the present, you have experienced many trials and tests. Although You have survived all these, but you are escaping in a disguised form. Don’t look back and be surprised—the death is like this!”

"Only after experiencing heartbreak and failure again and again will you discover your ignorance. Destiny requires two hearts to fuse. The result of me...and her is the current you, Leng Bingyan!"

"Let me do it." She seemed more friendly as a woman, and it was easier for Bingyan to accept her words, she said: "I don't care whether you accept it or not, I just tell you that you are me...and him It is a brand new life, a brand new soul, you don't have to have any psychological burden, forget everything in the past and start anew, start with cold flames; but you also have to pursue your past, don't let it disappear completely... "

"Isn't that contradictory?" Leng Bingyan asked.

"Contradictions?" She smiled as a woman. "Indeed, it is indeed contradictory to forget but also pursue, but I think you will understand in the future. Forgetting... and pursuing." She who doesn't know what women are talking about is What, but Leng Bingyan saw the smirk on the corner of her mouth, and she was inexplicable.

"You won't understand now," she said. "Changing the subject, would you drink a cup of coffee without sugar?"

Leng Bingyan thought for a while, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I don't really like sugar or not." Just after she finished speaking, the male Leng Bingyan couldn't help laughing out loud.

As a woman, she glared, and said with a serious tone: "If I let you choose one of them?"

Shrinking his neck, Leng Bingyan said: "There is no sugar, then I will drink it when the sugar comes."

"Aren't you afraid it's cold?"

"Then I will keep using my strength to keep it warm until the moment when the sugar comes!"

She said: "You are so stubborn!" Then she said: "Give yourself a chance, will you wait?" "What are you waiting for?" Leng Bingyan asked.

"Time has changed, and it is not very useful to talk about the future."

"Then if there is a cup of Irish coffee, would you drink it?" This time it was Leng Bingyan's turn to ask.

As a woman, she said, "I'm afraid it's too bitter."

Leng Bingyan said: "The sweetness of Irish coffee is because it has tears of waiting."

The surroundings became silent again, whether it was Bingyan herself or the two selves of different genders, they all fell silent.Leng Bingyan gave her own answer.Wait, choose to wait, the future will be discussed in the future, but Bingyan has already made the first choice, she will wait, no matter whether the one waiting is wiped out or not.

After the silence, the other two nodded at the same time: "We respect your decision." After speaking, the two of them turned into two streamers, which flashed into Leng Bingyan's body with a "swish".

"Don't regret it, choose what you choose, even if it's thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of waiting...or loneliness in the distant future..." A gradually disappearing voice sounded beside her ears, and Leng Bingyan sat up from the bed all of a sudden. "So it was just a dream!" He wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking with lingering fear.

When I looked outside, it turned out that it was already dawn.Warm sunlight came in through the window, like a naughty child, avoiding the blocking of the curtains, and got in curiously.On the blanket that fell on the ground, the white carpet was particularly white.

The sweat on Leng Bingyan's forehead had been wiped dry, so she put on her clothes by the way, went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and rinsed her face with cold water.The cool water flowed across his face, and only then did he feel a little real.

Thinking back to that strange dream, what special meaning is hidden in it?Leng Bingyan really couldn't figure it out, and didn't even know whether it was a real induction or a pure dream.

Mobilizing the fairy spirit in his body, there was no special change. Just when Leng Bingyan thought it was funny to believe in a dream because of his nervousness, he suddenly noticed a difference.

It's the flesh!Originally, there was still a little purple feather energy that hadn't merged into the body, but now, he was delighted to find that after that dream, a part of the purple feather energy had merged again, which was equivalent to one-tenth of the original unfused purple energy. Eight or so.

In this way, there will be very little left of the purple qi left!

Leng Bingyan smiled, as if he knew that he was not far away from fully merging the plume and purple energy and turning back into a real man.At the same time, I firmly believed in the authenticity of the two people who appeared in the dream, and thanked them from the bottom of my heart: "Thank you, I will walk my own path well!"

After washing up, Bingyan came to the dining room to finish breakfast.At this time, several lower-ranking blood races around were bustling back and forth, and their panicked faces caught his attention.

Immediately, he stopped a blood race and asked, "What happened? Why are you so panicked?"

Hearing Bingyan's question, the blood race didn't dare to hide anything, and replied tremblingly, he obviously knew Bingyan's identity, when he looked at Bingyan, his eyes always averted a little, as if he didn't dare to talk to Bingyan. Homura looked straight at him.The blood clan said: "Young master, there are people who use light outside to make trouble, and now Mr. Mo Kawei has brought many blood clan masters to fight."

"Oh" Leng Bingyan let out a low voice, and then walked towards the door.

"Master, what is this...?" The blood race followed him and asked with a look of horror on his face.

"I'll go out and have a look." "But Lord Mokavi is already dealing with it. You are the greatest guest of our blood family Mokavi clan. If you neglect you because of this, Lord Mokavi will definitely not let the villain go. .”

"Don't worry, I will personally explain the situation to Mokawi, you don't have to worry." Leng Bingyan said and walked towards the gate of the manor.

From afar, he saw a circle of blood races, probably in the hundreds.As for the central government, it is the senior leader of the Mo Kawei clan headed by Mo Kawei. There are actually 12 people fighting against them, which is not a small number, but it is still much less than the blood clan of local snakes.

Taking a closer look, the 12 people's signature clothes immediately told Bingyan their identities.The whole body is covered with shiny metal armor, holding a three-foot-long sword, or a long spear, and three of them hold three cups...

Looking at their majestic appearance, facing the blood race several times their own, they still have arrogance on their faces.The light power that inadvertently emanates from the body, aren't they the Knights of the Round Table that Bingyan had fought against before?It's just that they came out in full force this time. The twelve Knights of the Round Table actually gathered at the manor of the Kavi clan, the last of the blood clan.

Among them, Bedivere, Grahead, and Geraint were also on the list. At this time, they seemed to have forgotten everything that happened last night, and they were arguing with a prince-level blood next to Mokawi.

Mo Kawei looked indifferently at those who were quarreling. Now he is at the emperor level, and his strength is much higher than that of the knights of the round table in front of him, so he is not worried about what will happen.As long as King Arthur, the leader of the twelve knights of the round table, does not appear, he is still sure that the knights will not make any big waves.

Percival, he is the captain of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, holding a cup in his hand. At this time, he was just like Mokavi, looking ahead quietly without speaking.

But Bingyan knew that he must be highly nervous at this time, and his tense muscles might launch an offensive at any time.

In fact, Percival was also very depressed. In name, he was the captain of the Knights of the Round Table, and he was also the strongest. Originally, he was in charge of patrolling Northern Ireland.But last night, he received a signal from several other knights, saying that there was a holy artifact, but it had been snatched away.

When Percival received the news, he was excited for a while. You must know that the sacred weapon is hard to come by, but you can see its power just by looking at the sword in King Arthur's hand. Now there is another one, and it has appeared in the British Museum. That is British property!It should be used by the Knights of the Round Table.

But he was so angry when he learned that the holy artifact had been taken away!Fortunately, his anger didn't make him lose his mind. Knowing how powerful the person who stole the sacred artifact was, he had to think twice, and after careful weighing, he brought all the Knights of the Round Table to the manor of the last Kavi clan of the blood clan.

"Damn it, it's a big blood family like the Mokavi family!" Percival kept cursing in his heart. You must know that the Mokavi family alone is enough for the Knights of the Round Table to work hard, not to mention the mysterious Young master.

"Is it true that God didn't let us get that great sacred artifact?" Percival wondered in his heart.At this time, he didn't know that the Mokavi clan was no longer what it used to be, otherwise he wouldn't dare to bring only twelve knights.

It wasn't until Percival arrived at the manor that something was wrong, and hurriedly sent a message to their leader, King Arthur.Now he can be said to be delaying time, waiting for the arrival of King Arthur.As long as King Arthur arrives, he believes that a family like Mokavi alone will never be able to stop them from taking the holy artifact.

"An Luqi, don't talk to them anymore." Mo Kawei waved his hand, and said lightly to the prince-level blood clan who was arguing with the Knights of the Round Table.

If it was in the past, when encountering the collective attack of the knights of the round table, without saying a word, the first thing to do would be to inform the other clans of the blood clan, but now he is still very calm, and the strength of the clan has increased is one of the reasons Another reason is that Leng Bingyan is here. Bingyan's status as a "goddess" seems to give him a reassurance. Thinking about it can make him become an emperor-level blood clan all at once. The status can be said to be comparable to Satan, the demon king of hell, and Cain, the ancestor of the blood race, and may even be higher.

As soon as the prince-level vampire heard Mo Kawei's words, he didn't dare to do it again, and silently stepped aside.

"Dear Percival, I don't know why you came to my manor with your fellow Knights of the Round Table? If you are a guest, our Mokavi family is very welcome, but judging from this posture, it seems not Like it." Mokawi said with a smile, with a welcoming smile on his face, without the slightest timidity because the other party is the overlord in the UK.

When the two powers meet, it can be said that the Twelve Knights of the Round Table of King Arthur and the Last Kavi clan of the blood clan are the two major powers in the UK. In the UK, their will can even determine the outcome of the situation.

But it is such two big forces, today, contrary to the previous non-intervention, they collided together, it seems that there is a good show to watch.

Unlike Mo Kawi's calmness, the corners of Percival's mouth trembled, perhaps quite dissatisfied with Mo Kawi's hypocrisy. "Duke Mokavi, I don't want to talk nonsense. The Knights of the Round Table came to your manor just for a tripod. I hope that you, the Duke, will show your noble hand and hand over the tripod to us."

Mo Kawei used to be a prince-level blood family, but the prince is just a symbol of strength. In reality, their Mo Kawei family is still a rare nobleman in existence, and the Duke is the title of Mo Kawei Shilong.Therefore, when dealing with a big family like the Mokawi family, it is necessary to be polite when saying anything.

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Dear readers, please connect the Holy See in the story with the Holy See in reality. I am not religiously discriminatory, but the story needs two opposing forces. I think many fantasy novels about Europe have grievances between the Holy See and the Dark Council. The novel and It's not so good to connect with reality.
And let me just say it all at once, this book is not very popular, I hope everyone can give me some motivation and help to promote it, thank you here! !

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