My Heroic Life

The question that was spit out involuntarily had no results, and the answer was still the sword and the shadow of the sword.

Sure enough, is it still not working?

Altria brought up the mental effort to resist, but she found that Yin Lan's actions were no longer sluggish and rigid, and the shadow of the sword pouring down like a stream of water, causing Altria who was not in a state to retreat.

The blades crossed again and again, and Altria's heart gradually sank to the bottom. Has he succumbed to Morgan?Is he really just a tool to achieve his goal in his eyes?

The inner question could not be answered, Altria could only challenge in confusion, but gradually, she felt a sense of violation, which can only be felt when she has known each other since childhood and walked through countless battlefields together. Sense of harmony.

His sword is not like this.

Altria herself can’t remember how much swordsmanship she has seen Yin Lan. Since she was young, Yin Lan has been half of Altria’s swordsmanship teacher, and the other half has been dumbfounded by Merlin. It can be said that she is right. His sword is well known.

A sword that accompanies her to defend like a rock when she trains, a sword that is as fierce as a beast when killing enemies, and a sword that is like an eagle and falcon in ambushes and assassinations.

But today, Yin Lan's sword made Altria feel strange. It was a sword she had never seen before.

It was a sword that contained strong emotions and was as hot as a fire.

The scorching heart is contained in every sweep and every hack, the flipped sword light exudes passionate emotions, and the entangled blades are inseparable as if they are chasing after.

The straightforward sword seemed to strike Altria's heart, splitting the thick shell in her heart that isolated the world into a gap, and light and warmth penetrated through that gap, driving away the pain and fear.

"!"

The tears from the man's eyes flashed across her mind, and Altria woke up suddenly. At this moment, she finally understood Yin Lan's sword.

That is boiling love.

Tears rushed out of his eyes, and the joy in his heart could not be suppressed. The warming blood flowed through the limbs and the limbs. Altria's body was no longer stiff and weak, and was replaced by infinite courage and unwillingness.

Regardless of the outcome of swordsmanship, she admits that she will not lose to anyone in the love competition.

The sword blades of the round dance have since been in pairs, and the flying sparks splashed and flowed. The two people's inconsistency turned into a sword dance, and the overlapping long swords were a collision of hearts.

The situation of the battle changed from unilateral suppression to inextricable, Morgan's order has become Yin Lan's combustion aid, but even so, he is still difficult to defeat the girl who becomes stronger and stronger as her mood stabilizes.

The sword waltz finally ushered in the end in Altria's first pick. She grabbed Yin Lan's two wrists with both hands, threw herself forward, knocking the knight with the empty door wide open to the ground.

The emerald pupils and the black pupils were close at hand, and Altria's voice was moved and joyful.

"Lan, I understand, so..."

She bit her lip, then leaned over, putting the only plan she knew might work.

It was a bloody kiss.

Chapter 63 Personal Ending

Since ancient times, the medium has been one of the important tools for magicians to cast spells. The teeth of dragons, lanterns of ghosts, and feathers of phoenixes have been used by magicians to create miracles.

The blood of creatures is one of them.

As a heroic spirit, Altria is a heroic spirit with extremely high resistance to magic. Its blood can be used as a high-quality medium. Now, the two lips intersect and the blood flows into the body through saliva. The magician who has been controlled for a long time finally Break free from the shackles and launched a counterattack.

The simulative Lingshu on Morgan's chest flashed red, and then gradually faded to almost disappear, which meant that his connection with the envoy was almost severed, and the Lingshu could no longer force Yin Lan to execute orders.

"what happened?"

Morgan, who was directing the magic bullet to shoot Mordred, was startled and turned to look at the two people who were fighting fiercely before, and then furious.

"Arthur! What are you doing!"

Altria did not respond to Morgan's roar, and her overlapping lips parted. She stared at Yin Lan, who barely controlled her body and remained still, and smiled with tears.

The haze on her face was wiped out with this smile. She stroked the man's side face and said softly: "Lan, wait here."

She turned around, looked at the angry enchantress, and stepped closer to her, and Mordred, who sensed that the situation had changed, no longer resisted the terrible rain of magic bullets. Instead, she sprinted over in Altria. Stopped behind him and began to pant and rest.

Altoria paused, she did not look back, hesitated for a moment, and finally said hesitantly:

"...Mordred."

"what?"

"The previous thing...thank you."

Mordred's pupils widened, his face looked like a ghost, and then he lowered his head in embarrassment, and a light red appeared on his face.

"No, it's nothing, it's you, father, hurry up and end it."

"Ok."

After a brief response, Altria continued to move forward, leaving Mordred staring blankly at her back.

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Morgan looked at Altria, who was walking towards her step by step, and the anger and irritability in his heart could not be calmed down.

And so, no matter how perfect the plan, no matter what the desperate situation, Arthur Pendragon can always be safe and sound, and even the assassins who hated her child and took her life bowed to her one after another. Be called a minister.

She is like the center of the world. She seems to have infinite charm. She has gained everything since the day she was born, but Morgan is constantly losing.

The moment he saw the entangled bodies of the two, the unexplained jealousy exploded in his heart. Morgan himself couldn't figure out what was going on. He had already paid off his kindness, so he should have nothing to do with him anymore. However, feelings run counter to reason.

"Morgan!"

Altria approached, holding the holy sword and pointing at the demon girl.

"Don't involve other people anymore. I still have a lot to do. Let me open the way."

"Aha?"

The anger burned in his heart, but turned into a twisted smile on the surface.

"Haha, are you? Then as you wish, I'm almost tired of killing people with a knife, this time I will do it myself."

She pointed her slender finger at Altria in front of her, and the roots of the trees that were eager to move behind her came out, and dozens of wood-colored pythons rushed towards the square where the girl was.

Altria didn't choose to take the blow, but moved towards the hills. The magic burst quickly flashed her body, leaving behind shadows, and behind her, the roar of trees hit the ground.

"Do you think it's safe to stay away from the forest? Ridiculous!"

Along with Morgan's ridicule, a huge black demon snake emerged from the ground. Although the huge body was not as strong as before because of the injuries suffered in the Lost Forest, it was more powerful than before.

This is the land of Britain. The magic in the veins belongs to Morgan. The black snake at home is more powerful and it is understandable. Its cold eyes are fixed on the approaching Altria, and the body is pushed flat like a city wall. Go and fight her back.

Rubble and dust were flying, and the ground in front of the hills was lifted off. Altria had no choice but to turn back and rushed into the forest under the chase of the wood pythons. Morgan followed closely. The two battles The forest unfolded again.