Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 443 is stupid to disaster (3)

"This is--" Albert looked puzzled at the ancient sword.

"[[French sword - Tyre]] (tryfing). It was found along with the battleship and was collected in the bridge." Dianna handed the sword to Albert and at the same time from the seat. On the other side, take out a scabbard. "Now this sword belongs to you. It can cut the space and it is very powerful. When it is not used, it must be stored in the scabbard so as not to cause unnecessary damage."

"This precious treasure -"

"It's okay, you take it, [Sotnes]." Deanna smiled. "It's very dangerous to put it here. If we lose both the [Twilight Battleship] and the [Cracking Magic Sword], the consequences will be unimaginable. Save them separately to reduce the risk - but please promise me to use life to protect this magic sword, and never let it fall into the hands of any unscrupulous person, can you?"

"Yes. I swear." Albert just finished, and the magic sword in his hand gave off a purple-red glow.

"The contract is over. Just like this." The high priest smiled with satisfaction. "Let's go back. Please don't mention anything about [Twilight Battleship], even the best friends can't."

"Can't you say to Bedieville?"

"No."

Albert put his sword in his waist and said, "Okay."

Being casually regarded as the savior of Sotnes, Albert is not happy. But when Aer saw the sword, his eyes were shining. He was completely fascinated by this beautiful golden black ancient sword. In order to get this sword, it is necessary for the tiger-man to sell the soul (fiction).

"Well, yes," Elbert asked curiously. "Can you really see other parallel worlds in the sky? Then what kind of person are I in other worlds?" "

"There are countless in the parallel world." Deanna looked at Albert, and suddenly smiled playfully: "Right, tell you the most interesting one. In that world, you are a cat in my family, black on my body. The stripes look exactly the same as now, we all call you a little white tiger. You like to drill into my chest and hug."

Ayr frowned and his face turned red: "nonsense-"

Dianna smiled and walked away.

At the same time, Rome.

When the Roman Emperor Justin I arrived, the comet had already dressed in a dress and sat quietly on the bed.

Master Merlin did not actually apply magic to the dragon's body, because such a magic would soon be sucked away by the key pieces in the dragon's heart, with no effect.

Instead, Merlin applied magic on the gauze wrapped around the comet. It is a magic that brings a cool effect and masks pain. It temporarily suppresses the pain in the body of the comet and allows him to get out of bed for a while.

Even so, getting the dragon out of bed is a very risky act. Indiscriminate action will only increase the burden on the heart, allowing the comet to die faster. However, this is the wish of Xinghuilong itself, and Merlin has to comply.

If the Xinghui Dragon dies, the key fragments of the wall of the world on his body will be scattered and attached to the people around him. Emperor Merlin said that he should pay close attention to the comet of getting out of bed. He did not tell the fact that the emperor's comet had only one day's life, only told Justin I that the comet recovered almost and was able to get out of bed.

Therefore, Justin I was very happy. He thought that the comet was really recovering gradually, and the situation would get better.

The comet concealed the paleness of his face and stood up and said to Justin I: "I have a request, the emperor of Rome."

"Let's say, Alexandria. You will try to help you get what you want."

The comet sang a few words in the ear of the emperor.

"This way. Ok, let's try to help you arrange it. Your body is only slightly better, is there really no problem?"

"I said there is no problem without problems." Xinghui Long said stubbornly. Even if the face of the Roman emperor, the dragon is still a dragon, will not give Justin a face.

Moreover, he has not much time left, and a dying dragon will not care about such details.

auzw.com An hour later, the horse farm in Rome.

The comet looked at a huge black horse in front of him.

The horse is a wonderful creature. They have their own spirituality, shy and proud.

They should have been eliminated by the times: modern spaceship gunboats based on photon anti-gravity engines have long since abandoned horses hundreds of levels.

However, the Romans love horses very much, and their horse-drawn carriages will still be pulled by horses. The anti-gravity floating body and the driving force of the photon mirrors on the horseshoes are enough to make the carriage gallop like a horse. It looks both decent and not lost.

In the past, the star of the Xinghui Dragon would only regard the creature of horse as a kind of food. But during the time he lived with humans, he gradually understood the human thoughts and knew the beauty of the horse.

In front of him, this giant horse nearly seven feet tall is even more beautiful: the golden eyes are full of gods, the strong toes are not a bit of fat, and the body is black and shiny.

"Very good. But not what I want." The comet smiled bitterly.

"This is already the best horse in Rome." Justin I also smiled bitterly. "You can't take the mechanical ratio of horses and irons."

"I don't mean that." The comet turned his eyes to another horse.

It is a white horse. The white mane, the white torso, and the absence of a spot on the whole body, look very flattering. However, this is a pony that is only three feet tall and may be only one year old.

"The little guy?" The Roman emperor shook his head. His beard had shaken his head in the process of shaking his head: "White shadow is still a pony, not completely tamed, and the temper is very strong. You such a layman wants to ride it. There is a danger of falling."

"Yes." The comet walked calmly and stroked the white horse. The white horse was not happy to be touched at first. He tried to bite the star's hand several times. But the dragon shrinks quickly, like shaking a white horse.

"There is a desire for Alexandria to ride a horse on the plains with his father. I have not had much time and can only help him achieve half of his wishes: Come on, you only have half a day."

"What are you talking about, Alexander? You have more -"

When Justin I said half of it, he couldn’t say it. He saw the loneliness and solitude of the dead man from the face of the comet. The Roman emperor was very afraid. He did not dare to go deeper.

Alexandre did indeed transform into a form that still lives in the comet. I don’t know how many times I used to spend this precious day on fun, but I gave half of it to Alexandria.

The selfish dragon generously gave up the remaining half of his life in order to fulfill the wishes of a human youth.

He avoided the bite of the white horse, hugged the white horse's neck, and said a few words to the horse. Those words are more a pleading than a command. The little white horse gradually became arrogant. It seemed that the audience had pleaded with the comet and turned to indicate that the comet was on the horse.

Xinghui Long did not say that he jumped on the horse. With no saddle, he can feel the strength and warmth of the muscles on the horse. As the dragon is always riding, the comet is riding on the back of other creatures for the first time in human form. It feels so fresh.

Justin I looked at the blond boy riding on the horse. Now this "Alexander" is almost exactly the same as his son in the memory of the emperor. Even his demeanor and movements are very similar, just as his long-lost son is now resurrected and appears in front of the emperor. The Roman emperor had a slap in the face, and his face could not help but reveal a sad look.

"What are you waiting for? Time is waiting for people." The comet urged.

Justin I had a lot of government affairs to deal with, and there was no time to accompany the comet to visit the mountains. But he compromised, and he vaguely knew that this was the last time he spent with his son.

The emperor also jumped agilely on the horseback of the **** horse: "Okay. Where do you want to go, Alexandria?"

"Anything can be, Father." The comet whispered.

"So, keep up. [Shadow] but the fastest horse in Rome."

The comet patted the white horse's shoulder: "This little guy is a shadow child, he can keep up."

A black shadow leaped out of the racecourse, and another white shadow immediately followed.

The shadows and white shadows rushed high on the plains and ran to the coast.