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In the early morning, on the deserted street, Thales gasped and walked through an alley to a larger lane.
Edda…
Edda, she…It should be no problem, although it is not reliable, but in the birch forest, she did not alone seize a Supreme class blood family.
I can't be distracted, I don't think too much, and I can't help it too – Thales is desperate to get rid of his concerns.
He suddenly felt a little thirsty.
Thales grabbed a handful of snow and, according to the habit of wintering on the streets of the former nephews, he slammed into his mouth.
The prince who was frozen and licked his mouth twitched his chin painfully, raised his head and asked the little slicker: "Here is…Is it Xixi Avenue? ”
However, the latter just lowered his head in a sullen mood and said nothing.
Thales is so easy to turn the snow into water and swallow it.
He looked at the slick little slick, and he was worried.
From the tragedy in the court, to the catastrophe of the victims, and to the assassination of the king and the blood that is close at hand, this terrible night has already scared the poor child.
For her, this is too…
Not to mention a small slippery – even if it’s yourself, isn’t it on the verge of collapse?
All this, how did all this start?
Rumba, he started to send himself to the Dragon Clouds City in the north, have you planned everything, the purpose is to assassinate the king and launch a coup?
How did he do it?
A full 2,000-strong force, if it is escorted in its own name, has not been noticed…When he came to the city with his army, did the vassals and nobles outside the city, the civilian population, and the soldiers' bureaucrats feel nothing?
King Nunn looked at a very savvy king. The disturbing Kashan Granny did not seem to be a simple character. How could they allow their kings to have such a fatal safety leak?
only if
Thales remembered the terrible answer.
No way
He swallowed his throat slowly, took a small slick and continued to walk, and decided to think differently.
I brought Mystic, isn't it?
The accidents caused by Giza and Asda directly ruined the entire shield and involved most of the energy of Dragon Clouds City.
Yes, so King Nunn will leave the Palace of the Spirit and come to the shield area – therefore, the king is assassinated, is the person who wants to back the pot is me?
Thales was shocked by his own thoughts.
If it’s really because of me and Giza, then Lamba’s luck is too good!
The second prince looked at his embarrassed escape and sighed: This is the legend: self-made, can't live?
Thales licked his forehead, and even the "super power" brain, which is still a good use, is a bit uncomfortable at the moment.
He sighed and had to put down these things for a while, and to fight hard in the extreme exhaustion and hardship, and explore the way forward.
This should be the Xichi Avenue – if you remember correctly, the seven-bend, eight-wheeled, empty street is the area.
Edda said that as long as it passes through it, it will go to the blockade line for the disaster, and there should be people who can meet the king.
Thales thought about hesitating here.
But she also said that those patrols, or guys wearing patrol costumes, are suspicious, not knowing how many are loyal to Lombard.
Best not to believe.
Even those who are loyal to Walton can easily reveal their information to Lombard.
The once-famous Nunn King can no longer protect them.
Eh…
It is ironic that he took the granddaughter of King Eckstedt, but he escaped in the kingdom of the North, and even the trustworthy people could not find it.
As a matter of urgency, find credible people, ask for help, return to the Palace of the Spirit, and return to Putier's side to inform people in Dragon Clouds City who are still loyal to Walton.
Thales has a footstep.
He looked at the front not far, a signboard on the corner of the street, his face changed and he remembered something.
When King Nunn can no longer protect us…
I saw a black short-handled dagger on the signboard in front of it. Under the signboard was a huge wooden window that was tightly closed and a very narrow door on one side.
Thales narrowed his eyes and a conversation once passed through his mind.
[If you have encountered a crisis that cannot be transferred at Eckstedt…Even if Nun Wang can't save you…"
Thales shines.
It is here.
The next moment, he took a small slick and walked toward the signboard.
"boom! boom! boom! ”
Thales struck the big wooden window under the signboard.
Although the residents were evacuated under the martial law, if the owner here really did, as he heard, "do things that often violate the law"…
No response.
"boom! boom! boom! ”
Thales knocked again three times.
Still no one responded.
The prince frowned and reached out again.
"boom! boom! boom! ”
In the increasingly loud knocking on the window, the little slick seems to have come back, only to see her confusedly asking: "Ah…WHERE ARE WE?
“A butcher shop on Xichi Avenue,” Thales said briefly: “Is there anyone? We need help! ”
"boom! boom! boom! ”
He knocked on the window several times.
However, there is still no response.
The original expectations of Thales slowly fell.
Eh…
He looked at the sign and sighed.
Probably also been evacuated.
Under the strange look of the little slipper, Thales pulled her up in disappointment and turned away from the butcher shop.
But he took a step and he stopped and slammed.
"What happened?"The little slipper asked slyly.
Thales turned sharply and shouted at the signboard with the dagger:
"Six and a half!"
No response.
Thales bit his teeth and shouted again:
"Six and a half ah! Six and a half! ”
Probably shouting a little loudly, Thales gasped and patted his chest.
But still no response.
On the empty streets, only two of them.
Thales bowed his head in disappointment.
Forget it
Probably he…
Just at this time.
The sound of a wooden board rubbed, and then the sound of the door bolt opened.
"Hey."
The little slicker subconsciously hid behind him, and Thales looked up in surprise.
The wooden window opened.
Yes
someone here?
In the window, a black-eyed, black-faced man with a flat face stared at them badly.
Let Thales feel hairy.
etc.
It's a
Far Easterners ?
Who are you?!
"How do you know this?"
The words of the Far East man have a distinct Northland accent, and the tone is a little impatient, just like he is facing a lot of trouble: "Six and a half?"
Thales is a little bit stunned.
Someone
Someone
He stared at the Far East man, and Thales reacted when the other party made a desire to close the window. He excitedly said: "Wait…ThatWe are, we are friends of Kaslan! ”
"This word is what Kaslan told us! He said that when we need help, come here and say this secret…"
The Far East men picked up their small eyes, as if to look at them carefully.
"You are, that is…"Thales scratched his head and remembered the encounter in the heroic pub. After a few seconds, it was not easy to find out a few words from his mind: "Mr. Gu, right?"
"We need help!"
The Far East man, Gu, did not hesitate, still staying in the shadow behind the window, watching them quietly.
PleaseThales is anxious.
After a while, Gu Yu opened his mouth.
"Cassian's friend, isn't it?"The man from the Far East snorted and said slowly:
"come in."
————
The battle between the Supreme class and the shield area has opened a thrilling battle.
"Hu~"
The knife is fierce.
Edda leaped in the air and rushed toward Kaslan.
Her scimitar draws an arc and passes over the tip of the nose.
The former commander of the White Blade Guard leaned back, and the expressionless Kaslan flicked across the knife in his head.
Although the blade is only one inch away from his nose.
"Get up in battle, this is suicide."
Kaslan faintly, he danced two meters of scorpion guns in an instant, but there was no cumbersome and sluggish feeling.
The pistol was even shaken by him!
The wind whistled.
The gunpoint is like a life, and it slams toward the elf.
Like many Supreme class masters, but a few seconds, the offensive and defensive moments of translocation.
"That is for humans."Edda disdains in the air.
In the next second, she took the incredible flexibility and climbed the front of the stun gun with her hand.
The dark gunpoint of the stun gun, passing dangerously and dangerously from her ear.
Edda hung his body all over the rifle, like a piece of erratic clothing, and as the castle of Kaslan danced, it rose into the wind.
Kaslan’s arms swelled incredibly powerful and spurred!
Edda seemed to have been hit and attacked from a rifle.
Kaslan’s rifle didn’t stop at all, like a viper that attacked again, piercing the air and slamming into the air at Edda’s waist!
But Edda once again showed a bat-like dexterity, only to see her in the air, leaning back, pulling back and bending into a "C" shape.
"Peng!"
The gun head broke through the air and made a loud noise.
However, Kaslan's life-long rifle just spurred the hollow area of Edda's "C" posture and passed over her back.
Cleverly and skillfully stabbed.
Kaslan frowned, and the rifle was a bang!
Edda stretched his left hand again and put on the handle of the scorpion gun. In the direction of the Kaslan rifle, the supple body was like a slingshot!
With the left hand as the center of the circle, she seems to swing like a swing, swaying on the scorpion gun, only to fly backwards by the inertia of centrifugation.
If Thales is here, you will probably scream and scream: "You will play the horizontal bar!"
The elf turned over a bucket in the air and landed steadily.
"boom!"
Kaslan’s long-gun gun head landed and smashed into the stone brick.
This thrilling round ends here.
Edda stood up with her scimitar and the cloak had fallen to the back of the neck in the violent spurt, revealing the soft, white hair of the scorpion.
Kaslan turned his rifle, his face changed, and he was stunned.
"I have played with the enemies of Baishan, and I have seen the ambassador of the sacred kingdom." The old man of the pub slowly said, "But your skin color…It is neither a white elf nor a elf elf. ”
Edda looked up to reveal her delicate teenage face and a pair of sharply pointed ears.
"You are a holy elf, right?" Kaslan exhaled a breath and adjusted the position of the gun: "Of course, I have never seen the high elves and gray elves of the East, but I think, you may only be From Sacred Tree Kingdom, the prince of the stars will be protected."
"Guess it is good," Edda snorted, watching the eyes of the stun gun full of jealousy, "Northern little boy."
Kaslan nodded and smiled.
"Sacred Tree Kingdom is worthy of a generational ally of Stars Kingdom and a royal in-law," said the old man. "Is there still a Supreme class guard?"
Edda's face changed.
"Hey," the elf swayed the scimitar with a look: "What guard! I am them – the Supreme class masters who ask for grandfather, grandma, daddy, mother, and heavy hiring! ”
Kaslan frowned.
"The Lifetime Honorary Instructor of the Star Royal Guard!"The elf points the scimitar to himself and sings loudly: "Edda · Lola Carter Giselle Dulidos…"
But Edda's words are like stuck, halfway.
Her pair of silver urns turned and eventually fell to the ground in frustration.
"Oh, my name can’t be remembered…Just call it. ”
But Kaslan’s expression was dignified.
"It turned out to be the instructor of the Royal Guard," the old man pulled up his head and looked at Edda's eyes differently: "Our white-guard squad used to say that in addition to the glacial whistle, if there is any force in the world enough The elite White Blade Guard, and the 'Dragon Guardian' are facing each other…"
Kaslan sighed and missed her eyes:
"There are only those of you who are commonly known as the 'Guardian of the Emperor' – the Star Royal Guard."
"Oh, ah," Edda licked his hand, seemingly disdainful: "You remember that you are the White Blade Guard…Did you see the people just after you fell down one by one? ”
Kaslan heard the painful color and his brows were close.
"They are all competent fighters and good children," the old man said sadly. "They just met the worst times and the worst fate."
Edda snorted: "You really dare to say that – the famous 'squatting land' seems to be a traitor."
Kaslan closed his eyes tightly.
"Let's finish this battle…If we drag on for too long, our people will arrive, and there will be no chance of fair fighting at that time. ”His voice is extremely exhausting.
Edda kept silent, just looking at him coldly.
"There are not many times in the history of 'Long Wei' and 'Dai Wei' – I have had a hand with your Sac El when I was young, so I am very honored," Kaslan opened his eyes, serious Authentic, full of white hair flashing under the glimmer of dawn: "Edda instructor."
"Sackel?"Edda's face changed and seemed to be recalling: "Is it a runny nose, a lazy boy on the training ground every day…Saying that I used to punish him often…"
"He is the famous 'penalty knight' of the stars," Kaslan said with a smile: "Since twelve years ago, I have never heard of him again."
Edda's face is a glimpse.
"That guy, in the bones of the West," the elf sighed: "It is estimated that this life will not come out…That silly boy…"
Kaslan gave a slight glimpse.
"Really?"The old man murmured.
"Pity."Kaslan closed his eyes with regret: "He is a good opponent."
The next moment, the battle will start again.
Kaslan’s rifle fired without warning, and instantly shot three shots!
They all aimed at Edda's legs.
"Peng! Peng! Peng! ”
The gun tip ignited three times and stirred up countless gravel.
But Edda is like a singular and elegant dance step, even stepping on six steps, each step just right to avoid the smashing of the soul gun.
In the gravel splash, Edda did not retreat, but stepped on the dodging pace, approaching Kaslan's side!
Offensive and defensive.
"Hey!"
With a long shot and no recycling, Edda used a knives to smash the head of Kaslan.
The legendary commander of the White Blade Guard calmly turned and ducked.
His experienced eyes never left Edda's shoulders.
Sure enough, with the action of Edda, the knife light was folded three times in the air!
Each time it is turned to the direction that Kaslan is ready to dodge.
However, Kaslan still passed the dangerous knives of these three turns with his superb eyesight and intuition.
The knife wind swept past the old man's face.
Take a glimpse of his white hair.
Kaslan’s rifle was finally recovered, the old man raised his arms and the rifle opened a big circle around his body!
"Tear it!"The friction of the gun tip dragging on the ground came astoundingly.
But Edda has already had two backflips and jumped away from the attack range of the Soul Gun.
The tense offensive and defensive exchange was over and the two Supreme classes stopped again.
“Good flexibility and agility,” Kaslan sighed. “Good sense of fighting, the knife is steady, and it’s very light.”
“It’s really the dual advantage of the elf and the woman.”
Edda chuckled and looked at the other person's face.
"If you look down on a woman, you will suffer."
The two stood on both sides of the street, quietly looking at each other, and mentioning the taboos in their hearts to the highest, all estimating the next battle in their hearts.
"Dare," Kaslan respectfully said: "I am also a person who lives in the same era as the heart of the rain."
"But it's not surprising that these qualities are what elves should have."The old man is faint.
Edda's pupils shrank slightly.
"What surprised me the most," Kaslan observed the ground, his eyes focused on the three holes that had just been pulled out: "It’s that every attack and defense you actually have for me is just right, no drag, almost perfect."
"Ah," Edda shrugged, shaking a pair of pointed ears: "I am very good."
"Haha, is it?"Kaslan’s expression changed, showing a hearty smile.
"Attack your legs to suppress your agility."
"Inciting gravel is to hinder your dexterity."
"The last long gun ring sweep is to try to seize the opportunity you are approaching and start killing."
The old man’s approval also nodded. “But you cleverly avoided the stab of the leg and rushed over. When you cleverly flashed through the gravel at the back, you launched a counterattack, and even the last ring sweep was just right to escape. ”
Kaslan looked up and stared straight at Edda.
"My three goals are related to each other, but one has not been achieved."
"This can't be explained by reaction or experience," he said slowly. "Even if it's Shao and the heart of the rain, it's not so easy to face my offense."
"There is only one answer left."
Edda's expression remained the same, and the scimitar on his hand slowly squeezed.
Just three sets of consecutive moves, really incomprehensible.
BUT…
Just listening to Kaslan, I heard a sigh of relief, and there was a ripple in the voice: "You know my next move and plan beforehand, and then you can make a perfect response, right?"
Edda's face changed.
No way
This old man…
How long have we been fighting?
Kaslan smirked.
This second, as if the legendary 'squatting land' returned to his battlefield when he was young.
"I have heard that Psionic's chances of appearing in the elves are much higher than humans – it's an interesting phenomenon, isn't it," the old man re-invigorated the stun gun, burning in the eyes that he had never had before. " The variety is also varied, and the unique ability of each color is different."
Edda's face sank completely.
Previously, I only focused on the fierce guns of the fierce name.
But now it seems that compared with the soul…
She underestimated this "squatting".
I used to hear that he left the Tower of Eradication and led the Whiteblade Guards, a legendary reputation on the battlefield.
But
Just listening to Kaslan's eyes flashing, but the tone is calm and authentic:
"But I did not expect that there would be such a magical Psionic."
Edda sighed.
"Edda instructor, you are a Psionic – no, you are a Supreme class, so you must be called a Psionic warrior," Kaslan looked at Edda's silver eyes, in an unquestionable tone, and decided to:
"You will read your heart.
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