League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In the middle of the night, let the barbarian sisters fall asleep on the big bed, the man suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the bed, put on a few clothes, the man patted Evelyn, who was cradling around his neck, and when Evelyn retracted her shadow. After closing the door gently, Lester took his breath away and quietly came to the first floor.

Margaret, who had not been seen all day, was spinning like a spinning top, her heavy magic steel [Black Guard] plate armor collided softly, and she was at a loss with her master. It seemed that she realized that she had made a noise, and the woman would stopped moving.

"...Lord Lester has already slept, and he just came back from the immortal fortress. After a day of running, I should come back to Lord Lester tomorrow... No, how can I report to work every other day, I have to go up to find Lester. Lord Sturt, but he must be very tired. After all, Tali and Sister Ji Si are not easy to deal with, and too many women are not a good thing... Will it not be finished? Impossible, there is no voice, then Speaking of which, Lord Lester has already slept and just came back from the immortal fortress... Should I go back? No, I have to report to work..."

Looking at the extremely tangled woman, Lester in the shadows saw the woman's rough hands, and also saw some hideous scars on the woman's face. Ten years later, Margaret is no longer as immature and pretty as she used to be. A general who has been purified in war and iron and blood, spends the best time in military affairs and killing all day long,

Her youth was dedicated to herself and the jade collar, and what did she give to the woman?

There is no way to even give a woman a child. After she did not respond, the woman never mentioned it again...

A sigh came from the darkness.

"Margaret."

Turning her back, Margaret, who was about to leave, heard a familiar voice, her body trembled, and she turned her head, but saw a familiar gentle face outside the shadows.

Three years have passed, and the man in front of him has not changed at all, just like the first time he met nine years ago.

She lowered her head subconsciously, the woman looked at her hand, the thick cocoon was like the fortress stone wall of an immortal fortress, the rough fingers could no longer see the delicate lines, and before she knew it, her palm had become cold and hard. The two-handed great swords fused together, never able to find the past self.

This is a pair of hands that will not feel pain when placed on a hot iron pan. These hands have made me proud of countless days and nights on the battlefield, but at this moment they are full of disgust.

And the face with an ugly scar may be even uglier than the hand.

Nearly 30 years old, the youth and beauty of devotion have passed away, and before you know it, only loyalty is left.

A man has many women, but a woman has only one man in her life, but she loves it.

She never regretted being that person's sword.

The woman took a half step back, knelt down on one knee and lowered her head, her voice a little hoarse.

"Lord Lester, Margaret will report to you the latest update on the underground ruins..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the woman stared blankly at the man who forcibly hugged her. On the man's face, the woman saw the inescapable pity and debt.

For some reason, a woman who does not feel pain or grievance even with a sword and a sword, is stabbed in the heart by the man's eyes at this moment, her nose begins to feel sore, but it has turned into an instinct. , After putting on the armor, she never needed such a weak and incompetent thing as tears.

"Lord Lester, my plate armor is heavy and cold. You should let me go."

"No, the temperature and weight are just right. The black guard is something I designed myself, and I will never hate her."

Being held in the arms of a man and feeling the warm profile of the man gently pressing against her rough cheeks, Margaret twitched her nose and closed her eyes, as if she had returned to her childhood, when she was wronged and loved by her father A moment of soft comfort in his arms.

At that time, I still cried because there was always someone who would stand in front of me without hesitation, dry my tears, and feel sorry for their tears.

When someone is distressed, the aggrieved person will cry even louder.

After the man went to the battlefield and never came back, after the mother abandoned him with another unfamiliar man and went to Demacia, he forgot what it was to cry, because there was no more heartache for his tears. Existence, tears have changed from priceless to worthless, and become useless things for Gu Ying's self-pity.

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"If you're uncomfortable, just cry. I'm right here and I won't go anywhere."

The gentle voice of a man is like the last crack in the dam, pierced through all the defenses, and penetrated deeply into the heart of a woman. The pain and grievances of more than ten years, countless loneliness watching on the front line of the war. The day and night, at this moment, turned into an uncontrollable turbulent river, pouring down the cold, hard and dark shell in embarrassment, being held in the palm of the man's hand and kissing it gently.

When weakness becomes a treasured pearl, crying has value and meaning.

Around the two of them, a sound-isolating magic shield quietly wrapped the two of them, and warmly guarded this little corner.

In this small world, the two of them finally lost all their hard shells, intertwined crazily like no one else, and in the rough and simple repetition, tasted and told each other's longing and attachment...

...

In the depths of the lake of mind, in the instinctive self-protection, the green runes that have always sealed off emotions and energy began to slowly flicker~www.readwn.com~ The evil red runes began to be completely suppressed by the power of green runes , like a mad prisoner who is about to receive the final judgment, reluctantly trying to use his arms to resist the guillotine that fell from the sky.

A too pure and powerful emotional energy was drawn down from the sky from the other side of the starry sky, gently falling into the depths of the calm lake in the shape of a never-before-seen colored five-pointed star, slowly sinking, and piercing smoothly. After the shield that cut off all consciousness, I came to the depths of the lake in the rune battle,

Under the strong attraction, the colorful five-pointed star flies happily and softly to the green life rune, and quickly blends into it in the soft embrace of the life rune, making the life rune eager for sincere feelings glow with dazzling light. The light let out a happy squeak of contentment.

With the blessing, the scale of victory completely fell to the side of the life rune, and the evil red rune with more powerful power rushed left and right unwillingly, bursting out the last rune power, trying to break the weak green mask, However, after a lot of effort, it turned into vain, and was quickly suppressed by the green mask, shrinking into a small ball, and completely annihilated and disappeared.

For more than three years, countless games and struggles, under the blessing of external forces, the life rune has finally wiped out the world consciousness that the red rune is not a powerful text, making the red rune a pure original force. vector.

"Elena...Victory..."

The long war brought irresistible exhaustion. With the last consciousness, a spiritual altar with runes was created in the depths of the lake. The life runes floated in the grooves in the center of the altar, and the red runes after that It stands on another groove.

Above the lake, the rays of light that isolated the spiritual consciousness disappeared, the waves of the lake of the soul disappeared, and it fell into peace again.