The Bald Monk in the City

"Crack..."

The flame licked the wooden house, and all the dark and treacherous things were purified in the hot flame.

Emma is holding the rod of the Corrupt Fly, which has been with her for a long time, and it is full of mottled marks, telling the blow it has suffered.

Emma loves fire and the burning crimson elf.

As the concentration of her blood vessels continues to increase, her preference has become a kind of paranoia.

Of course, the bloodline will also have a certain impact on the character. Whether it is too strong positive energy or negative energy, it will subtly interfere with the character's will choice, so as to finally achieve a state in line with the bloodline energy itself.

The flame particles that are too dense are also one of them.

Emma doesn't mind this change, she thinks it releases her true nature in some ways.

The deeper will that is hidden under civilization and order.

"Is it... dead?"

The demon hunter next to him said hesitantly.

Emma is engaged in a team battle called: Forest Witch, a story about the ghost of the Witch's ghost raiding surrounding villages.

At this time, her teammates were only left with this impetuous new demon hunter, who was the head of the entire temporary team.

However, he did not lead the entire team to victory in the end, but was almost deceived by the insidious ghost to destroy the mission.

There are many types of ghosts, among which the most dangerous ones are transformed by the caster.

Although ghosts cannot retain part of the caster's ability to cast spells like the lich does, ghosts produced with the caster's soul as a pull can possess many vicious spell-like abilities.

For mortals, they are very dangerous and deadly desperate killers.

"Maybe you can go to the house and spend the last good time with it..."

Emma glanced at him, then said.

She didn't like this guy, he didn't have enough calm thinking as a leader.

In the battle, his skills are flamboyant, but lacking enough deadly power.

Old-school demon hunters are not like this. Although they will show a spell, they are more calm and determined.

But more distant things are not good, maybe the new school of demon hunters will undergo a huge change at some point, and then they will become the mainstream thinking of the demon hunters in one fell swoop.

"I'm sorry for my mistake, I will do better next time."

The Demon Hunter shrugged and said, he took care of the card box that was somewhat loose because of the previous fight.

And at this moment, the wooden house groaning under the raging flames suddenly exploded!

"boom!"

With the scorching flames and the flying fireworks, a ghost exuding a twisted aura directly invaded the body of the demon hunter without any guard!

"what!!!"

The Demon Hunter covered his face and fell to the ground in pain, feeling that his will was being eroded by an evil force.

"kill……"

"Kill me, you kill him, will you kill your teammates?"

Suddenly the face of the demon hunter became gloomy, he tilted his head to look at Emma, ​​and said in a treacherous tone.

"You will make..."

"boom!!"

Before he could finish, a hot ball of fire swallowed him instantly!

"I never make a choice, only a choice."

Emma looked at the charred corpse of the Demon Hunter and the killing information refreshed on the retina under the bombardment of her extremely effective fireball, and then said lightly.

She is the will of the flame, but not always radiating warm light...

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"Wow!"

Xia snorted a flame into the air boringly. Looking at the owner who was reading the magic book, Xia silently flipped his belly.

Tiamat, a warlock who likes to study magic, is really crazy...

Xia didn't think its owner was a human being, because it could smell the strong enough blood in her body.

In fact, in the eyes of many aliens, warlocks are not purely human.

The warlock has developed the power of the inhuman blood in the body to the limit, which is bound to produce a series of chain reactions.

Just like Emma's vertical pupil, many powerful warlocks have some obvious characteristics.

Real dragons have good intelligence when they are born, which is different from humans and other creatures.

Just as Xia was flying around the house boringly, it found that Emma who was reading underneath suddenly stopped moving.

Ok?

Xia landed on a small platform for it to rest and looked into Emma's eyes.

Her eyes looked a little hollow, there is no doubt that she must be operating the comprehensive web interface.

Xia looked at Emma with interest, and she wondered if something interesting happened.

At this moment, Emma raised her head and scanned the room for a while, then stopped her gaze on Xia:

"Xia, do you eat dragon meat?"

For humans or other intelligent creatures, the answer is yes.

In the absence of severe enough extreme environments, humans and other intelligent creatures generally would not choose the same kind as food.

But the words of the dragon are not good.

On the one hand, they have inherited memories that are almost a grade higher than most intelligent creatures as the continuation of dragon civilization, on the other hand, they wantonly indulge the brutal nature of their nature like beasts.

Of course, not all dragons feed on flesh and blood. Some dragons prefer fruits, and some even like inorganic substances such as metal ores.

But as a red dragon, Xia undoubtedly needs to eat flesh and blood.

The red dragon can eat half of its body weight in one meal, and its excellent digestive system will convert it into energy in a very short time.

So even though dragons eat so much, they never gain weight.

"Wow!!"

Xia glide down ~www.readwn.com~ and then jumped onto the high-polymer protective keyboard that Emma prepared for it, typing hard with sharp dragon claws.

Young dragons are naturally unable to speak, and they do not yet possess this spell ability.

As for using the integrated network to maintain ingenuity, that is expensive consumption that Emma cannot afford.

So she chose to instill English language into Khia through the comprehensive network, and then bought a protective keyboard that is said to be super wear-resistant and taught it to use it.

Although typing is a bit slower, I can finally communicate.

After struggling to spell out the word to eat, Xia hesitated for a while, and then strenuously pressed two 1s with her little paw! number.

Xia always thought this way of communication was stupid, but Emma was not such a gentle master.

A limp girl can't control an evil dragon, only an evil dragon can conquer an evil dragon...