Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 29—Reincarnation of the Virgin (2)

There is still his breath in the air, and there is even some temperature left in the day. This proves that he really slept here before, but, so late, where can he go?

The figure was flashing, and the children were like a blue smoke, and they came out on the street. The bamboo sticks gently touched the hotel and slowly walked to the hotel where they lived. At this time, her heart was full of worry. After not finding Long Haochen, she searched every room, including Li Xin and the night residence. Every time she went to a room, she would feel the change of breath quietly and look for the one that belongs to him. But all efforts have failed. He is not there, the entire hotel has no smell except his own room.

Did he have an accident? The sound of the green bamboo stick in the hands of the children is obviously a little bigger. The face is covered with a layer of frost. If he really has an accident, no matter who he is, I will never let it go.

Returning to the place of residence, sitting on the bed with my knees, the heart of the children can't be calmed down. It is reasonable to say that this is the headquarters of the Temple Alliance. As a contestant in the Hunting Magic Group trials, he is unlikely to have an accident. When I was attacking Yang Wenzhao before, did I not have the Alliance Powerhouse to rescue in a short time? However, where can he go?

After half a hour of work, the children are unable to enter the state of entry.

I am going to find him.

Get out of bed again, picking up his own green bamboo sticks and leaving the hotel again. But because of the anxiety in her heart, she was forgotten to bring her own veil in the middle of the night.

The night was as cool as water, and it was blown by the night wind, and the children were awake for a few minutes. The so-called concern is chaos, after a little calm at this time, she is constantly thinking about where Long Haochen might go. As long as he is not taken away, where will he go?

Is it...

Suddenly, she thought of something. Will he go there? However, it is so late, is it possible?

No matter, whether he will go or not, that place is finally a goal.

On weekdays, she and Long Haochen were able to walk half an hour, in the light body, only a dozen times of breathing time has passed.

The tip of the nose is slightly moving, and the face of the child is changed. It is his taste, his taste, and he is really here.

The green bamboo sticks rushed to the ground, and the children took a quick step forward. Follow the familiar refreshing atmosphere.

It is difficult for Long Haochen to maintain his consciousness. The repeated repeated falls make him weaker. At this time, he even can't see the scene in front of him. But he still clenched his teeth and stood there, his body swaying like a tumbler.

"笃,笃,笃"

"笃,笃,笃"

The familiar voice made his mind reluctantly clear a few points, is she? Or I have already listened to it.

"Dragon 皓 morning." The children sounded with an anxious voice.

Then, a slender green bamboo stick was already placed on Long Haochen.

Long Hao Chen was standing unsteadily, and suddenly fell to the ground, but this fall also made him wake up a bit.

The long black dress, slightly scattered, but the purple long hair like a waterfall poured down on his face. A touch of faint fragrance with a bit of coldness. He was surprised to see an anxious face.

Slightly pale skin, godless eyes, but can not cover half of her beauty. It is her, she is.

In his own memory, this is the first time he saw the face of the children. Exquisite to the extreme five senses, and her icy temperament is the opposite of the soft, moist jade snow, eyebrows and smoky smoke, like a jade-like skin, although slightly pale, but crystal clear as the new peeling lychee. The beautiful and refined face is almost imprinted in the mind of Long Haochen in an instant.

"How are you, how are you?" Feeling that Long Haochen fell, the children were a little anxious, and quickly squatted down and touched with both hands.

His clothes were faintly wet, apparently immersed in the night, and the body was still trembling slightly, and the breath was extremely unstable.

"Taking... children, picking children, not ... can't afford." Seeing the children, Long Haochen's heart is full of joy, his consciousness is vague, and he can't think why he will appear at this time. But the excitement in my heart cannot be suppressed. Holding her pair of tender little hands, said with a sigh of disappointment: "I, I...not...they lost the promise...you are willing to forgive me...?"

He was holding his hands and his heart was suddenly shocked because she clearly felt that his hand was so cold, and it was completely different from the warmth of the past.

Hurry and backhand clasped his wrist veins, but in an instant, Caier had already felt the weakness of his body at this time. Moreover, the night is exposed to chill, and his weak body is already on the verge of collapse.

"I forgive you." Caier leaned down and carefully picked up his upper body and put his right hand on his vest. The gentle spirit slowly poured into the dragon's body, helping him to drive away the chill in the body, if not If you force this cold out in time, it will probably leave him with dysentery.

How can she not forgive him? When she found out that he was here, she already guessed what he thought. He is so weak, and still remembers the agreement with her, no matter how much dissatisfaction in her heart, it is gone at this moment. What's more, he did not deliberately miss the appointment!

The spiritual power of the children was very warm. Long Haochen was too weak at this time. The eyelids were very heavy and heavy. Before he fell asleep, he muttered something in his mouth.

After a while, Long Haochen has returned to his room.

The child carefully gave him a horn, sitting on the bed and holding his hand quietly.

At this time, under the conditioning of the children's spiritual power, Long Haochen's palm has already had some warmth, no longer so cold.

"Sorry, I shouldn't doubt you." The beautiful face of the child was faintly soft, and she raised her hand cautiously, gently touched the dragon's morning face and touched his tall nose. The delicate skin has a thin and moderate lip. The pale face of the picking child gradually flew a blush.

The dark golden light flashed, and the dagger appeared quietly in her palm. The soft finger was like the most dexterous artist. The dagger was lightly moved, and a small line was engraved on the side of the dragon's bed. Then cover his palm with it.

Some of them refused to touch his cheeks again, and the children were so blushing. At this time, in her heart, there was a resounding whisper of Long Hao’s coma. What he said is: "Cell, you are beautiful."

The coalition is in charge of the government.

boom--

Knight of the Knights Templar, stationed in the Temple League, second only to another nine-order power, Han Hao, standing in front of a wide table, just a loud noise He shot the palm of his hand on the table.

"Shadows with the wind, today you don't give me a confession, don't blame my knight's temple for turning my face." Han Yu's chest burned with anger. Can he not be angry? It wasn't just him. At this time, the Knights' Temple was stationed at the top of the Temple Alliance. It was a collective anger. Even the ninth-order power of the usual retreat was alarmed.

The Knights Templar is the most promising to win the first round of the preliminary round, and Yang Wenzhao, the disciplinary knight with the spirit furnace, was hit hard in his residence. And there is no doubt that this person who has broken him is from the Assassin's Temple. Whether it is the signature skills of the Assassin's Temple, or the Thousand Strikes, all are the most prominent signs of the Assassin's Temple.

When the day dawned, Han Hao had already come to the army to ask for sin.

The core representatives of the six great temples are all stationed in the coalition government. Every ten years, a group of committee members representing the major temples will be elected to unify the affairs of the Knights' Temple. The most central of these is the 36 members of the Presidium, each with six in each temple. Therefore, although the Knights Templar is nominally the head of the six great temples, it does not occupy a dominant position in the league.

Han Yu is one of the six presidiums of the Knights Templar, and is the Paladin, the 36th Paladin of the Knights' Templar, and the deputy lord of the Knights' Templar, who is responsible for daily affairs. Under the three gods of the knights, and his qualifications, even one of the three gods of the knights can surpass him.

Opposite Han Han, sitting behind the table is a long-skinned old man, a black dress that looks very ordinary, short white hair, and looks the same as ordinary. The only thing that is different from ordinary people is that his eyes are blind. It is a pair of eyes full of silence and lifelessness. If he is lying on the ground, he will be considered dead.

Han Yu is respected in the position of the Knights' Temple. In front of him, this is also not easy to master. The Assassin's Temple Knights are the masters of the Assassin's Temple, the most powerful 36th Xia Yin Assassin's deputy. At the same time, he is also the manager responsible for the daily affairs of the Assassin's Temple.

The Assassin's Temple is different from the Knight's Temple. In many cases, they even make the Devil's 72-column demon a headache. The 72-column demon is also constantly changing. In the process of this replacement, there have been six thousand years. Ninety-one devils are in the hands of those who died in the Assassin's Temple. This glory is unmatched by the other five great temples.

Even in the league, no one knows how deep the card of the Assassin's Temple is. Only the Alliance Presidium knows that there are several ninth-order powerhouses in the Assassin's Temple. Among the six temples, the Assassin's Temple has always been called the most incomprehensible existence.

The shadow does not have any emotional fluctuations caused by Han Yu’s anger. “I will give you a confession when I have such a big thing.”

Han Hao was a little calmer at this time, pulled a chair and sat down. Irritated and watching the wind.