My Heroic Life

The enemy she was in charge of was resolved, Yin Lan turned her head and looked at the first half of Altria's charge. The Knight King had not finished the battle at this time. Her style of play was quite satisfactory, which made people unable to find any flaws. It was a real sword of the king. , But not suitable for this kind of ambush, the efficiency of killing the enemy is far less than Yin Lan, who uses all kinds of tricks.

When his companions were fighting, Yin Lan would naturally not watch. He threw the heavy green knight's long sword in his hand, and the flying sword thrust a knight with his back facing him into a cross. The remaining knights were attracted. Turning around, Altria saw the opportunity and cut another one.

The last poor green knight was directly humiliated by the holy sword of the local tyrant of the knight king. Even if Altria's strength was only one-fifth of the usual strength, it did not affect the sharpness of the holy sword. Invisible attacks swept past. The knight The upper half of the sword fell to the ground with its head.

"Lan, thank you."

"Ah, it doesn't matter."

Altria's side as a girl appeared more and more frequently, and she smiled so sweetly that Yin Lan looked at her smiling face for a moment, then turned her head in embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, let's continue walking, there is still some time before dark, you can't be held back by these things."

Yin Lan returned the sword into its sheath, turned around as if to cover up something and stopped looking at the girl's smiling face, and then moved on.

"Ok!"

The girl replied softly, followed quickly, and then stretched out her catkin to Yin Lan.

"Ok?"

"It's too foggy... can't walk without being together."

"Yeah, yes."

The knight replied vaguely, took the girl's hand, and gradually moved away in the mist.

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Chapter 29: Various Means

The white silhouette-like sky gradually faded away, just as the candlelight in the white paper lantern gradually extinguished, the main tone of the Forest of Lost was turned into darkness again, and the churning mist regained lost ground in the night.

Yin Lan, who wandered in the central area for a whole afternoon, breathed a sigh of relief. His luck with Altria seemed to be good. Not only did he not encounter Morgan head-on during the movement, he did not even see the Green Knights team, and the enemy seemed to disappear. general.

He turned his head and looked at the gentle master in his hand. Unlike Yin Lan, Altria didn't seem to be so nervous, but looked back at him with a smile on his face, looking in a good mood.

"You really don't have a sense of crisis...Forget it, how are you? Have you recovered?"

The girl closed her eyes and felt her physical condition when she heard the words, and then hesitated:

"Well... it's better than this morning, probably one-third of the usual feeling."

Yin Lan stroked his chin and thought about Altria's words, simulating the strength of a one-third of the knight king.

"A third? Hmm..."

How do you feel better than me now?

He sighed and looked down a little helplessly. The wound on his body has not healed yet, and Altria's wound is almost half of the poison.

What a desperate physique gap.

"Lan, Lan is also very strong, and your physical injury is more serious than mine. This comparison is unreasonable!"

The girl's current state rejects any bad things about her sweetheart, even if it's him who said it.

"Haha, good, but then I can't be a knight to protect the princess."

"No need."

Altria closed her eyes, leaned slightly on Yin Lan's arm, and said with a smile:

"I have ascended the throne, it's not a kid..."

"This time, I will protect you."

The heartbeat in her ears became clearer and clearer, and Yin Lan suddenly fell in love with this misty environment. Not only could they hide the traces of the two, but also obstructed the girl’s gaze, so that she would not see Yin Lan's hair. Red face.

Some people say that the longer the relationship is suppressed, the more intense it will erupt. Others say that the relationship is like making wine, the longer the time, the more mellow. Now, the two who have reached the culmination of these two points have begun to gradually under the right environment. Can't control myself.

Yin Lan had a hunch that if this continued, Altria couldn't stand to be unclear. He was about to disarm and surrender. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the normally full sheet next to him. Majestic pretty face.

"Ok?"

Altria noticed his gaze, tilted her hair and asked questions. His emerald eyes were slightly widened, and they were full of innocence and trust. The corners of her mouth were upturned, her smile was cute and charming, and even the dull hair on the top of her head flicked. The highlight of the presence.

Yin Lan was stunned for a moment, he had already fully understood that the one who was walking with him at this time was not the invincible Knight King, but...Lily.

"Lily..."

"What's wrong? Lan?"

"...No, nothing."

Yin Lan took a few breaths to stabilize her emotions, then looked around, pondered for a moment and asked: "Lily, shall we go out or stay here?"

"Lan is fine, you have more experience, I have no opinion."

"That's it."

Yin Lan smiled bitterly, then thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

The dumb hair on Altria's head moved, and hesitated to say: "It is true that as a king you must always pay attention to your appearance, but now is a very time, if it is very inconvenient, I can also endure... ...."

"There is nothing inconvenient." Yin Lan looked at the girl who restrained her desires and said: "I said it at the beginning. We will go in a while."

"In that case, eh."

Altria responded with a smile, holding Yin Lan's hand tighter again.

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A few hours ago.

Camelot, Merlin's etheric clone opened his eyes wide, witnessing the wonders in front of him.

That is the cone of magic power in the inner city that is not spied by outsiders-composed of filthy magic power, and the height is comparable to the dress of a lighthouse.

Above the black cone, the wings of fantasy dragons covered the sky. They swooped and trampled, nailing the magic cone into the skin of the earth, and then the giants with skin like lava pulled up the huge chains around them, together Roar:

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

After the hoarse and shocking roar, the black cone was dragged out of the ground, rushing with the jet black and unknown magic power.

The filthy magic continued to gush like a fountain for a while, and then gradually calmed down. At this time, the giants joined forces to pierce the black cone into the ground again, and the dragon species took off again and soared, allowing the process to repeat.