Diablo Destruction

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Well, I remember that the two tails were really nagging with me at that time. Hell World has some monsters with enlightened heads like it, gathered secretly, and wanted to pursue civilization and order like the dark continent.

But will the Big Seven do what they want? Of course not. The power source of the seven giants is the negative energy from chaos and disorder. The chaos of the **** world is one of their important sources of power. How can these monsters be allowed to establish order and civilization, is it not to weaken them? power?

In the case of a huge gap in strength, it seems that they can only shrink with two tails. Perhaps, if there is no external cause to help, they have to wait tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years before they can find a hint of opportunity to these **** worlds. [王] issued a challenge.

Hey, why do I have to worry about this? It’s not something I can worry about, or worry about my current situation. On the other side of the tail, I can only pray for the guy who brushes the toilet in the Space and Time Administration to bless it. And its little friends will not be caught by the Seven Giants and made into cat meat hot pot or something.

"Sir Wolf, what's the matter with you?" Aiwaer, looking at my soul and holding a campfire, couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing. I thought about something." I shook my head vigorously and recovered.

"Is this about Lord Luna?" Avalor was refreshed and fell ill immediately.

"..." Until now, I have been too lazy to care about this kind of thing with her, and it will only make her more excited and expect and enjoy the punishment. Whatever I think, I have lost money.

"Today is the third day."

"Yes, Master Wolf, the third day."

"Smooth is incredible."

"Well, I didn't dare to take it lightly. I planned the entire itinerary based on the worst situation of Lord Lord Demon's home. Now, it seems that we can save a lot of time to travel and reach the deepest point faster."

"How many days can I save?"

"About four or five days."

"It's not bad, it's been half a month if you counted round trips, isn't it good?"

Ewaer: "..."

"Why was there a sudden silence?"

"No, no... Nothing, Master Wolves, the soup is ready. I still have some fruits brought by the heaven. Would you like to try it?"

"Huh."

"After Master Yinxian recovers his memory, these fruits are just the most common flavor for you." Seeing what I was expecting, Aiwaer couldn't help but chuckled.

"..." No voicing, no refutation, no punishment, is my last attitude on this topic, anyway, Awale will know at the deepest point, I am definitely not a lost moon, she will definitely be disappointed, think about it It's really a kind of apologetic, after all, this guy is good enough to be rated as excellent except for the m-shaking attribute.

"According to the itinerary, we can cross here tomorrow. It's a pity that there is no way to change the route."

Aiwaer took out the map and compared it, showing a disappointed expression. She said this sentence every night.

The shape of the swamp area is like... uh, like a lying corn, if it can be placed upright, then through the swamp area, we can reach the deepest point directly, unfortunately this is only if, as A very symmetrical corn, no matter how we change the course, the next step will not be shortened, but will become more dangerous because of the unfamiliar situation.

Avalor was talking about this all day. Obviously, she was a strong sense of responsibility as an angel, thinking that since she brought me in, she must do her best to ensure safety. In fact, it is not necessary. I’m right here, and I promised to come. In case of a problem, the two of them are responsible for the five or five. explained.

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Still under that osmanthus tree, the dream has changed again, and now I can almost vaguely hear the voice of the voice. The moonlight girl sitting on the tree, the figure and contour have become more clear.

In fact, even if I say this, if Iwa Er knows, she might be beaten angrily, but compared to the laurel, it looks like a holy girl like a moon god, what does it look like, what is it saying, I More concerned about another thing.

That is-[Me] in my dream, what does it look like?

It's a pity that it's a first-person perspective, and it's not controlled. I can only vaguely judge from some corner details. [I] still seems to be a fairly young guy.

Of course, I'm not saying that I am old now, but I am only in my early forties. In the dark continent, this age is not old even as an ordinary person. It can be described as young in the adventurers. Be aware that many adventurers only succeed in changing jobs when they are about 30 years old.

So, let me tell you, I’m the tender salvation now... um, stop it, and then explain that the ethics will be piled up again.

Going back to the topic, what I really want to understand now is whether the [me] in my dream is really me, or is it someone else? I’m just dreaming of someone else’s dream. It’s very important. If I don’t know, I will often get into the embarrassment of [self-affecting].

Or maybe... No, no, I can’t fully believe the euphemisms of Evelina. In the final analysis, how can I believe in reincarnation like a young man who has grown up in the sunshine of materialism and has five good things, three good things and two good things? Well, although crossing is already very unscientific, but I have never abandoned my scientific view because of this, maybe it is because of this that I can’t get talent in magic.

And to find a suitable excuse for my magic idiot's attributes, I began to recite the ninety-nine multiplication formulas and the periodic table of elements and the self-cultivation of Marcosism and actors and the philosophical world of Billy King, in order to consolidate and strengthen my scientific thinking.

After calming down, I temporarily gave up figuring out whether [I] is me or [I] is not my esoteric philosophical question. Let's start investigating with clues.

As I said just now, I can finally hear some intermittent sound clips from my dreams. It is no longer a pure silent movie. Just start hearing these words and phrases.

What to sing... what to dream... what to the mainland... what to the moon... what to poetry... what to the village... what the **** these are!

I only gave up after studying for a while, or wait to get closer and get more information and analyze it. Now, forcing it to do so will only make me more confused.

So, where is the exit key? I want to exit the dream.

It is a pity that I have tried it for a long time, and there is no exit button. It is the same as meeting Evelina in a dream. I can only wait quietly, wait for the time to pass, and wait for myself to leave the dream automatically.

Trapped, so free...

My body is not under control. I can only watch it quietly like watching a movie. No matter good or bad, www.ltnovel.com~ can only watch it. Like a spectator, isn’t it ridiculous? Obviously it is his dream.

The only thing I can choose now is to open a small gap or focus on watching this movie that repeats every night.

I chose the latter, because [I] in my dream has never left my eyes on the treetop looking up. The holy figure is really beautiful and beautiful.

Gradually immersed in it, in a trance, I seemed to merge with [I] in my dream, and many inexplicable feelings poured out in my heart.

Joy, admiration, dependence, trust, determination, and... unwillingness.

When I opened my eyes in my sleep, I didn't need to remind Aiwaer. I reached out and touched my face, and it was cold.

"Master Sir Wolf..." Aiwaer's eyes were full of pity, as if to say, soon, when we entered the deepest, Lord Sir Wolf would not shed such sad tears again.

Maybe, maybe just figure it out...

Stretched my hands and wiped, I suddenly turned to God, a heavy knife fell down, you trembling angel did not say a drilling machine? Move away from my arms!

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On the last day of the marsh area, I was full of reluctance. How good would it be to have such a place all the way, it was easier than the training area in the dark continent.

"Sir Wolf, I'm leaving." Avalor, who walked a few steps earlier, turned to me and waved, but I turned back and waved to the swamp area.

Goodbye, kittens, one day when my strength is enough, I will come to see you again, and there are two tails, if you can invite it to the Holy Mountain to be a dog head military division, this goods is very familiar with the world of hell, not me This self-proclaimed senior donkey can be compared.

(To be continued.)

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