Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1405 red b mud is good, red b goodbye

"Hilmanya, are you really? It's been a long time since I saw you." I was shocked when I saw someone coming, but then I smiled happily.

Remember the task of collecting crystal fragments? At the time, the third squadron leader of the Ng Spirit Clan Brigade that we were working with at the time, Hillmania, but in the collision with the rebirth demon Celson after the end of the scene, Hillmania lost his lover, so that for a while Here, this kind-hearted druid who even sees the huār on the roadside withering will be distressed, and he is covered by hatred. Fortunately, he has not done anything impulsive.

Later, after killing Selson, to be precise, it should be the first time after trying to kill Selson's attempt with the ring of peace of nature, Hillmanya was moved by me to help her revenge (?), And sworn allegiance, to become my follower, at that time forced by her desperate despair, I can only promise.

This is simply the case.

In Shirmanya's eyes, there was also a flash of movement, and she took a few steps forward and took a deep breath, so I knelt on one knee in my sad eyes.

"Master, you remember Hillmanya, it's so nice."

"This...Hilmanya, didn't you just say that it's okay to call me His Royal Highness?" I burst into tears when I saw Veras looking at me strangely.

I mentioned this incident with them at the beginning, so everyone also knows that Silmanya's existence is also nìng and sympathizes with her very much, but the word master is not mentioned.

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

Sylmania really changed her mind, she still remembered this matter, probably the master just now just to announce her current identity to everyone.

"Get up, you don't have to do such a gift in the future." Seeing Hillmanya bowed her head respectfully, she knelt on the ground, and I said quickly.

"As you wish, His Royal Highness."

Hillmanya stood up and heard a solemn and humble master-slave knighthood.

Headache, it was indeed a wise choice to give her to Altria.

I clutched my forehead rather distressedly and glanced at Altria.

Seeing my doubts, Altria smiled slightly.

"Hilmanjah is a very capable assistant. To be honest, I really don't want her to leave, but I think she might need her now."

"Huh?" I followed Altolia's gaze and looked at the children behind me.

"The ng spirit has a wide range and there is an excellent tour guide and escort. It is a very wise choice. Sorry, Crotia, I will not blame me for advocating."

"No, where, if Lord Hillmania can come together to help, that would be great."

Crotia hurriedly performed a ceremony. For the ng Ling n king in front of her, she knew her talents, strength and prestige. Crotia was full of admiration and fear in her heart. How could he get his majesty n. apologize.

After listening to Altria, I thought to myself, too.

Hillmanya's strength is not bad. I remember that when I first encountered it, I already had intermediate strength in the pseudo field. Now, at first glance, it has reached the advanced level. It is not unpleasant to upgrade. It seems that she has been in this year. Instead of being immersed in sorrow, he turned his inner sorrow into strength and sharpened his strength.

The advanced realm in the pseudo realm, although not the kind of genius of Carlos Seattle, but this force is enough to stand on the upper level of the Dark Pyramid's strength pyramid. With this power to protect Velas, I can feel at ease.

And, more importantly, Shirmanya is a ng spirit, and it seems to be the identity of a nobleman (Huang Duan, who is pervasive in listening to information, said this). To describe it as tacky, Shirmanya is the ground snake here, and she has her Whether it is this strength or this heavy identity, they can avoid or solve many problems that Crotia cannot solve, so that Velas and they can really enjoy the fun of this ng spirit race.

Look at the appearance of Hillmanya, at least from the appearance, she has slowly walked out of the sorrow of the loss of her lover, and has changed back to the kind-hearted Druid who loves life, but her pupils are deep. There is more maturity and stability.

"It is true, Hillman, can I give you their safety?"

After hesitating for a moment, I nodded and nodded to the n children behind me, and asked Silmanja solemnly.

"I swear by life and glory, even if it becomes a corpse, I want to block them in front of them." Hillman Yabi said with solemn determination.

"It's too exaggerated." I smiled bitterly. Since then, Silmania's love for other lives has not changed, but for her own life, she seems to have looked down on it, always saying this. It's not like exaggerating and joking.

Shirmanya, as a Druid's pure and pure atmosphere of nature, as well as a kind ìng style, quickly gained the recognition of n children and became acquainted.

And with her future companion, Crotia, the two seem to be quite eye-catching. After all, the Roger archer, as a branch mercenary of the Amazon, also has a strong sense of closeness to the forest. This is similar. , And soon let the two guards find a common topic.

"In this case, Crotia, during this time, please trouble you and sister Velas by their side and protect them."

Lena sitting in front of the dressing table, finally with Linya's help, will be combed back by my nònguàn's long hair, then turned around and smiled at Crotia.

"This...this..."

Unexpectedly, Lena would suddenly say such a confusion, Crotia panicked for a moment, looking at Lena at a loss.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell everyone." Lena folded her hands and bowed her head apologetically.

"When I talked to Alanderan just now, I have already said that during this time, she will arrange for me to be guarded by én."

Hearing Lena say this, everyone is relieved, especially Crotia.

This also makes sense. After all, Lena and Altolia are very different. Altolia came to the alliance and did not need the alliance to send guards. Who would dare to provoke the continent's twin stars without long eyes? , The strength is unpredictable, and the two ng spirit n kings combined with two artifact sets?

And Lena is a fragile apprentice predictor. The ng spirit clan must of course arrange guards for her, and there should not be any failures. This is a major event related to the face and the relationship between the two clan, even if Akala sent The old drunkard served as Lena’s escort, and Jalandland will also arrange some other manpower to ensure that in case.

"What about the guards? Why haven't you seen?" I looked away, shouting with dissatisfaction.

Doesn't it make sense, is it just to go lazy? Thinking of this, I was so angry, hún egg, that I didn't take Lena's safety as a matter of fact, who the guard was, I had to teach him a good deal and let Yalandran replace him.

"Brother~~ don't worry."

Lena stepped up, holding her small hands together, gently holding the back of my palm, and holding it on her pretty face, a smooth and cold touch came from her palm, seeming to remind me to calm down.

"That person, maybe a secret guard, won't show up." Then, Lena said.

"How do you know, maybe you ran to the fish." I pouted.

"Although it is not very clear, but I can feel vaguely, but don't underestimate the sixth sense of the Prophet, or say...Brother doesn't believe my feelings?" Lena raised her head and smiled quietly.

"When...Of course not, forget it, just like that." I completely dismissed Lena. I helplessly extinguished the fire and sighed. I took a gentle róu on the baby sister's head.

"Relax, van." At this time, Altria said suddenly.

"The guards arranged by Yalanderan, you can rest assured that he will protect Lena."

"Oh, who is it?" I couldn't help seeing Altolia's confident look.

"Please allow me to sell a pass here, as soon as I will know." Speaking of this, Altria's little winked at me.

Ah... My king also learned badly.

With tears in my eyes, I made up my mind and ran away from home... for half an hour.

"Huh, it's really choking."

Standing outside the Huang Duanzi's home, I let out a long breath.

Although it's enviable to be surrounded by a lot of n children who are absolutely fascinating, but that kind of place can occasionally feel awkward and uncomfortable, especially when the topic of n children starts to slow down.

"Man, I still need a little room for pure men." I looked down at the scum of the chin, and I expressed an unpredictable, sad expression of Sang Cang.

"Oh, is it?" A cold response beside him said.

"Yes, yeah, it’s like saying, brother, what happened to your family, I heard that a few days ago, you were pulled back like a cow in the street of N people, hum, nonsense, I just A little angry, she immediately became obedient, good kind, in fact, I am the same, although the last time I drank a few more glasses and was punished by the child, her mother kneeled outside and knelt for three hours, but just take Out of the manliness that usually doesn’t easily show up, she immediately feared me, hum, you are also good, for the manliness, cheers, cheers, but I have to go back after drinking this cup, otherwise I have to kneel and wash the board, and me too. If I don't go back, I will kill him again and carry my ears back.

How about this kind of dialogue is enough for men, is the space for pure men. "I responded triumphantly to the cold voice that just sounded around me.

"It's not so much a space for pure men, it's a bragging between two soft eggs." The result was coldly vomiting.

"Nonsense, this is just because the love is too deep... Huh?"

I was just shocked, when did the extra yín come out next to me, is it a man or a ghost?

Haná suddenly stood up, stepped back instinctively, and posed.

Who is it, who is able to come quietly to his side still makes me unaware, and only the old drunkard can do this in the impression.

If the other party is an enemy, I have just finished, just thinking about it in my heart, cold sweat will whizz out.

"I haven't seen you in three years. You're still the same. You're not wary at all."

The coming person stood up straight from the leaning position against the wall, and turned to me.

The black tight-fitting tight lining brings out the strong but slender and perfect figure. The red dress is put on the outside, which is simple and cruel. The white short hair is straight up and the eyes are sharp and cold, and the corners of the mouth are indifferent. Squeezed, always seems to have a ridiculous smile of arrogance, the important thing is that the straight figure, whether leaning back or standing, is straight like a sword, with the cold and powerful momentum, It seems to be a peerless cold sword drinking the blood of the strongest in the world.

Oh oh, this style, this dress, this momentum, is not the long-lost red b adult?

I opened my mouth and just wanted to say hello, but my throat choked.

This... forgot his name, if it is called red b directly, it will not be killed.

Three years ago, when I was in the pseudo realm, I felt that he had a strong momentum, and I thought he was a domain master. Now, I already have the vision of a domain master, but I still feel the unmatched momentum vaguely from him. It made me kind of climb a mountain, and found that the real master is still a high sense of resistance in front of me.

This guy is the real power of the real world, and he can't afford to kiss him.

"It seems that you can't remember my name anyway, anyway, this kind of thing doesn't matter. I won't be happy when I am remembered by a stinky ghost."

Red b seems to see my embarrassment~www.ltnovel.com~ It's very enlightened...It's better to say that I haven't looked at me at all, as if I wouldn't mind if a kitten or a puppy remembers him.

Then, he will stand upright and face me straight, just this action, it makes me feel locked by a bow full of strings, and may feel the throat through an arrow at any time, but the consciousness of the throat is difficult. Swallowed.

"As long as you remember, the agreement between us will do." He said to me like this.

"Appointment? Let that old drunkard change back to the previous agreement?" In order to drive the sharp momentum emanating from the red b and affect myself, I had to respond aloud.

"Yes."

"No, no, the guy is completely saved."

Although I am very greedy for the rewards of red b, but I am confident of the bad drink of the old drunkard, it is completely muddy and can't help the wall, even if you add super adhesive to this pile of muddy.

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