Dragon Whisperer

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Chi Lin’s eyes were slightly narrowed, and he glanced up. The silhouette of the three sword saints in the sky is long gone.

The three of them seemed shocked, and disappeared in an instant.

“Running fast… Singh, catch up and kill them!” Chi Lin waved shouted. Signaling Singh to catch up, although the life of sword saint and the others is really insignificant to him, it doesn’t matter whether it is life or death.

But if you really want a few humans who are making trouble to retreat from him, Chi Lin’s heart will be very uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry, Beastmaster!” Singh loudly shouted and left with his sword. He is now confident about this task and can’t ask for it.

The King of Fighters Musin and War King have been suppressing the beastmen for so many years. Today is a chance to be proud.

“Stop!” Sitia felt anxious and stopped in front of Singh, thinking that he could not let Singh chase War King and them.

If it is normal, a War King plus sword saint, it can be called the highest battle strength of mankind. Let alone a Singh, even any three Legendary is not to be afraid of.

But now, the three of them have just finished fighting with Chi Lin, each of them has a strength great injury, and all their internal organs have been damaged.

Moreover, I was in the Mount Galta. It was better to say that there was a Clearsnow Divine Weapon before, but now I have to be distracted to resist fire attack at all times.

In such a situation, the ordinary defenses outside the Red Dragon City are considered inescapable net. Once Singh catches up, the situation of the three will become very serious.

Fire cage!

The golden light flashed in Chi Lin’s eyes, a cage formed by two flames instantly formed, shutting Sitia and Bain.

Sitia instinctively took a step back, Singh caught the gap and rushed out!

Singer took out his microphone while running and said, “Dwarf King, Musin and War King ran away, stop them!”

“Damn it!” Sitia cut out countless swords in an instant, and the fire cage kept trembling, but after a few seconds, she couldn’t hold on anymore, and collapsed amidst the sound of shattering.

But in just a few seconds, Sitia has lost the opportunity to stop Singh!

“Chi Lin!” Sitia pointed at Chi Lin with a sword, “stop it.”

Chi Lin blinked, feeling very puzzled, where did he start to say this?

“What are you doing with this sword?” Chi Lin asked, “Do you know that this sword can’t even pierce my scales? The last human with this sword, what happened to him, Bain didn’t tell you Is it?

At that time, his desperate expression was deceived by the whole world, even I could not help but feel a little sympathetic when I saw it…”

“Enough! The word sympathy is not what you use!” Sitia was extremely angry.

Many of the human vocabulary in Chi Lin Society were taught by Sitia, but now Sitia is born with a feeling of “remorse shouldn’t be the original”.

It’s like an old boxer who gave his apprentice the ability to do all things. As a result, this apprentice, Divine Art Great Accomplishment, went to the rivers and lakes to make waves and do evil in a blink of an eye.

Regret…

Sitia settled down, looked towards Chi Lin earnestly, and said earnestly: “Chi Lin, this war is endless, we have to stop it!”

Chi Lin didn’t care, “Give me the person.”

“No,” Sitia said.

Chi Lin was taken aback, “Then why should we stop?”

“Just because you couldn’t win the final victory, now it’s a fight for nothing!” Sitia said.

Chi Lin disdainfully said, “After my injury is completely healed, we will naturally win completely, and human beings will let me kill!”

“But you can’t kill all human beings.” Sitia faintly said.

“I have beastmen and Dwarf Race.” Chi Lin said.

“The same, you can’t finish killing.” Sitia looked at Chi Lin with determination, without a trace of vacillation or hesitation in her eyes, as if her words were truths that the world didn’t need to discuss.

So handsome… Bain staying in the fire cage, looking at Sitia, who was not shaken, felt once again that he had lost.

Facing such Sitia, even Chi Lin did not refute her ability in reason.

Chi Lin contemplated for a moment, looked at Sitia slowly and said: “How do you want to stop?”

……

After half a day.

Human Race Camp.

The vast crowd, the endless camp is quiet.

The Allied Forces of Connaught University’s human race, but the atmosphere is low and withered to the bottom.

The sound of soldiers training, the sound of military officers arranging defense loudly, and the sound of cooking in ding ding dong dong in the past have all become muted at this time.

Many fighters don’t know what happened, but the keen awareness honed on the battlefield allows them to clearly judge that something is wrong today…

So all of them are very careful, even trembling with fear.

Fire Head Army Camp.

An immature boy in the Central Empire, wearing a red cloth, sitting on a small wooden chair.

In front of him were piles of potatoes like mountains.

The boy looked attentively, watching the potato in his hand holding a special paring knife, his wrist trembling, and the blade light flashed continuously.

The potatoes were stripped of their coats in the tumbling room.

The boy looked at the light potatoes without any potato skins in his hands, nodded with satisfaction, then turned his hands and put them in a large basin full of water behind him, and then took a potato.

Actions are chic and free, in one go.

“President Wang, what’s wrong with you today? Why is it so quiet after dinner?” The young man asked without raising his head. Although he was talking, the work in his hands really didn’t stop. under.

At the door of Huotouying, an old man sitting on the steps, rickety holding a cigarette stick, covered with greasy hair and messy hair, raised his eyelid and cast a sideways glance at the young man.

“Boy, how many years have you been in the army?” Old Wang said.

“Um…”

When asked so suddenly, the boy was not prepared, and did not answer for a while, in the heart for a long time before saying: “Uh… five or six years, right?”

“Yes.” The old Wang head sighed and compared it to his chest, “You were so tall when you were picked.”

“Hehe…” The boy suddenly smirked.

“Yes, after so many years of experience in the military, nothing else is so long!” Old Wang suddenly yelled, “Just like you, you only know how to cut potatoes in the army. There is no news at all, and I don’t know how I died in the future!”

The teenager bowed his head and laughed, not paying attention. Lao Wang’s head and mouth were broken, he had known it all these years.

Seeing that the young man was silent, the old king snorted twice and then said: “The news from my friend, last night, Lord Sword Saint, together with War King, Pope, and the King of Fighters, went to sneak attack red disaster. I want to beheaded.”

“Oh?!” The young man finally stopped working, lifts the head, his eyes brightened.

The boy in the Central Empire heard the word “sword saint” and this was the reaction.

“It is said that in the end, only sword saint came out!” The old Wang sighed heavily, and knocked on the sole of the shoe with the pipe of the pipe.

The old man was melancholy, and said that the Human Race is worrying now, and three Legendaries were folded at once. Among them, the fall of War King is an unbearable burden for the Human Race!

Regardless of the name of this Terran Number One Powerhouse, he is the King of Nanxin! As a result, the Nanxin Empire will surely cause chaos…

The young man was also taken aback for a while, feeling “Eh, Legendary is dead…” Then he continued to lower his head and peel the potatoes.

For the teenager, what Legendary fell, what War King died, is not as important as the potato in front of him at this time.

After all, isn’t Sword saint okay?

The sky is too far away, dead has anything to do with me?

I’m working hard in front of me, I’m hungry if I can’t finish it…

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