Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 46—This is the hug you owe me (2)

It was under this coincidence that he failed to communicate with the children in advance. After choosing Lin Xin, he was caught by the wind and caught the wind. He failed to express his plan to give up the spirit furnace at the fastest speed.

Golden light converges, the guardian and mercy of the gods of the throne quietly retracted, Yang Yihan turned around, watching the dragon on the platform, the angry roar, the right hand lifted, a palm printed on the platform released mask. Suddenly, the entire trial field trembled violently, and the mask disappeared.

"Okay, let's stop here today. Let's go to the roulette group tomorrow. All the contestants will go back to rest. The princes of the temples will stay. Long Haochen will stay."

When he heard the voice of Yang Yuhan, Long Haochen turned his head. His eyes did not even look at Yang Yuhan, and he fell directly on the children.

"Celling children." Looking at the amazing paleness of her face exposed outside, Long Haochen only felt that the heart seemed to be heavily stabbed with a sword. I can't take care of these big men on the scene, and fly is also running towards the children.

"Get out of the way." The Holy Moon screamed and waved his hand, and an unstoppable force slammed into Long Haochen. Suddenly, he bombarded him and slammed back faster than he came, and smashed toward the central round table.

This time, Yang Yihan did not stop. In any case, it is the heart of the girl who suffered from the dragon. At this time, the old guy who is short of the holy month is not allowed to export, I am afraid he will not give up. Moreover, he just told the sacred son of the Holy Moon Dragon Morning. He believes that the Holy Month will be measured.

At this moment, a group of fiery red light flew out from the side like a mat, padded under the dragon's morning. The red light group controlled the extreme magic, and the soft one was released, which actually solved the impulse of Long Haochen and supported his body to land smoothly before the round table.

"The chivalrous man, the girl, don't blame him. It's all because of me."

A flowing dark green hair is now in the eyes of everyone, and Lin Xin walks quickly between Long Haochen and Holy Man.

At this time, his eyes were a little less glimmer of the past, and the whole person seemed very calm.

In the face of the holy month, he slowly stumbled. "The man of the sorcerer, if you want to punish, punish me. On the same day, before the dragon came to the holy city, I met him at Amy City. I was cheating. He set a promise."

The cold moon flashed in the eyes of the Holy Moon, "You said."

The holy magician Lin Chen saw Lin Xin ran over and suddenly jumped. However, he did not go forward to stop his grandson. This incident has already involved two two-ninth-order powerhouses, even if he is not qualified to interject.

Lin Xinyi was there in the right direction: "On that day, in Amy City, I exchanged three bottles of medicinal herbs, in exchange for Long Haochen. If I can get the top three in any future hunting squad, I will choose His partner's promise. However, in exchange for his promise, I concealed the fact that I would not attack the magic. However, he should have known this situation now, but he still obeys the final after winning the final championship. Commitment, choose me. I think, you also hope that your future great-grandmother is a person who keeps the promise. All this is not good for me, I deceive him. I am willing to bear the responsibility of today. I want to tear up the original The promise, no need to join his team, and give the quota to the girl."

The holy month roared, "Who does the team need to let with a team?"

At this time, Long Haochen has already walked down to Lin Xin and stumbled. It is worthy of his embarrassment that the holy month is the identity of Zengzu’s great ancestors.

In the eyes, there is a straight look, Shen Sheng said: "The man is an adult, this matter is not wrong. I am wrong, it is to make the children sad. But you have not interfered with the power of my choice, not even Punish Lin Xin. Yes, Lin Xin concealed from me the fact that he would not attack the magic. However, he gave me three bottles of a total of thirty fourth-order medicinal herbs. If it is not the cause, how can he be so generous? Since I chose to accept these remedies, it is equivalent to accepting the uncertainty. So even if I choose another time, I will still choose him. In order to pick children, I can give my life. However, the promise I have made will definitely be done."

As he said, Lin Xin, who was next to Long Yichen, actually stood up.

Although Yang Yihan has let the contestants leave, when Lin Xin came out, these people stopped their steps unconsciously.

Long Haochen’s remarks just now said that in the face of the holy month, there was no retreat.

Not to mention the young people who participated in the competition, even the six deputy heads of the six great temples are each taking a breath.

This kid dared to hit the holy month of the Temple League, which claimed to be the worst temper. And still in front of so many people against him. The stupid temper of the holy month, which is famous all over the league, is probably a big trouble.

Looking at the dragon's morning, the holy moon is a bit stunned. I don't know how many years ago, no one has hit him like this, especially if he is against him.

Yang Yihan has moved subconsciously to Long Haochen. Although he feels very depressed about the things in front of him, Long Haochen is not only the son of the light, but also the owner of the throne of the last days and the **** of killing. The only **** of the trial of the Knight of the Knights Dragon Star! If the Holy Month impulse launches an attack, he must protect Long Haochen anyway. What's more, in his heart, I also feel that Long Haochen did not make a mistake.

"Shut up." The child suddenly sighed softly, and his body flashed, and he rushed toward the dragon and the morning. There was a dark golden dagger in his right hand, and he went straight to the dragon.

She is too aware of the temper of her great-grandfather, she is really afraid of Zengzu’s shot. Even if there is a defense and co-ordination of the **** of the knight, the temple alliance leader Yang Yihan stopped, as long as Zeng Zu really was stunned by the dragon, how can he allow himself to be with him.

Everything that happened just now, she has been quietly listening, she understands that this is a misunderstanding. In her heart, there is not even a half-blame to blame the dragon, even if she was still hurting the moment before. She just secretly blames herself, why can't she trust him, wait for him to give himself an explanation. If it is not his own vomiting blood, how can Zengzu come and destroy the rules of the trials.

She was the first to launch an attack, and Zengzu was naturally not good enough to shoot again, and everything still had room for change. After the repair of Long Haochen, after resisting a few times, he beat him a few times, perhaps Zengzu would be deflated.

However, what surprised the children was that in the face of her attack, Long Haochen stood there and did not move at all. Instead, he turned his wrist and untied the upper body of the Holy Spirit.

The dark golden short sword suddenly stopped at a distance of one meter from the chest of the dragon's morning, and the sound of the children's voice shook slightly. "You, why don't you hide."

Long Haochen looked at the pale face of Caier, raised his hand and gently pulled the veil for her. At a glance, he saw the red blood stains left on the veil. At that moment, he only felt that his heart was tightening in an instant, as if he had been crushed by a powerful hand.

Long Haochen softly said: "I believe that I am not wrong. I have not violated the rules of the game. However, I owe you an explanation. I am sad, I am wrong. Wrong, I will be punished."

A white light, without warning, was shot from the chest of the dragon's morning, and immediately hit the right hand of the dark golden dagger.

St. Spiritual furnace evolution skills, traction.

Such a close distance is so sudden. Even the ninth-order powerhouse did not stop him.

puff--

The dark golden short sword in the hands of the children, under the strong traction, instantly fell into the right chest of Long Haochen, until the end of the handle. The tip of the sword stood out from behind the dragon's morning, and the blood suddenly stained the chest of his chest and back.

However, Long Haochen did not feel the thorn like this. With his arms open, he took the children into his arms and said softly: "This is the hug you owe me."

"皓晨——" The child sighed with sorrow and wanted to pull out his short sword, but he was tightly held by Long Haochen, saying nothing to let go.

The horror on the face of the Holy Moonman also became a surprise, muttering to himself: "A blood for a sword is not a loss."

Yang Yihan frowned and looked at him.

The holy month is not good-hearted: "Look at what I do, you are the lord, how do you deal with it, I go back to sleep. These little children really can't manage it."

Yang Yihan made a slight glimpse, and the frowning brows gradually came over.

However, the lips of the holy month moved a little, and seemed to say something to him. The defense and co-ordination of the goddess of the Knights was a little black.

The black light flashed, step by step, and the Holy Moonman disappeared.

Yang Yuhan’s mouth twitched, and the words of the holy month still echoed in his ear. “This kid is good, the temper is just straightforward, much stronger than your sleek old fritters.”

Long Haochen probably did not expect that his top collision was recognized by the holy month. Of course, the sword he suffered from the children also made the holy month really extinguished. The Son of Light is always worthy of his great-granddaughter who is a reincarnation of the Virgin.

"In the morning, let me go." The child screamed anxiously in the morning of Long Haochen. That is a penetrating injury! How can she not know her own weapon, and even the special effect of absorbing vitality on the short sword.

Long Haochen glared at her soft body. Although her face gradually became pale, she saw that the Holy Moonman had left, and his eyes gradually showed a bit of relief.

"Catch the child, I am sorry. It's all bad for me. Would you forgive me?" Long Haochen put his face on her hairpin, and both of them licked and sniffed the faint fragrance of her body. He couldn't feel it. The pain in the wound is like.