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He was torn with Alchemist and Meng Lang, and was surrounded by Lime, Mucheng and others watching the Moon God hunting on his hand. The second after hearing the words that made his smile disappear, Fang Ran spoke in a solemn voice:

"Can you not go?"

"No."

Fang Ran: "..."

Then he was replied with a smile.

To be fair, Fang Ran can understand why there is such a link. Strictly speaking, the national war is a competition between the official forces of the participants to show the strength of the two sides. Although it is inevitable that there will be a smell of gunpowder, everyone is representing the power of the country. There is still plenty of work to be done on the scene.

It's just that Fang Ran really didn't want to face the three people he had just pitted.

Especially in the last second of the end of the rank battle, although he couldn't see the darkness in front of him, the black **** lace that seemed to have been studied next to a hot spring...

I always feel embarrassed and unable to breathe.

Seeing his stiff face, he probably started to think about how to stray, and he smiled helplessly. The black suit was very suitable for the beautiful president and put his hand on his waist, and the other hand held his forehead and laughed:

"I can understand your concerns, brother Fang Ran. After all, you just used that method to eliminate the other two. It will inevitably be a little embarrassing to meet at this time. In fact, this exchange meeting is actually not necessary most of the time."

"that..."

"But that is based on the premise that both sides have already met and are familiar with each other. Not only are we sending out new people this time, but the other side also has faces that we haven't seen before..."

Recalling Fang Ran's awe-inspiring and uncompromising courage in the battle just now, and looking at him in front of him, should he say that he was retreating to his original form or was deceitful and retreating, and the recovery sighed helplessly:

"And most importantly, given the intensity of the battle just now, do you think it is appropriate for you, Brother Fang Ran?"

"Hey, don't worry, Xiao Fang, you can see the A-levels in our communication room~"

What makes me feel relieved by your words!

Listening to the smirk that added fuel to the fire, Fang Ran suddenly felt that the other side's body was locked by Meng Lang.

"Let’s say it first, brother, when it comes to national honor, you don’t want to bugger. You can take the responsibility of the mastermind honestly. Don’t worry, for a while, my accomplice who knows nothing will not say a word. ."

So what makes me feel relieved by your words! ! !

No way, it involves righteousness. Fang Ran already understands that running away seems impossible. Before making this plan, he thought that everyone would never see each other after the fight, so after letting go, everything I didn't expect this kind of operation.

"Small...Small or..."

So Fang Ran could only cast Gou Yu's eyes like an abandoned puppy, with the expression on his face full of expectations, "Will you help me hold up the scene for a while?" Then he saw Gou Yu pretending to be awkward. Look away.

"That... Captain, I helped you get a new suit."

Fang Ran, my heart is as dead.jpg

But the only thing I’m grateful for is that the place for the post-war communication (speaking of the scene) is not a physical area like the viewing room. It does not have the ability to stand in the air like the A-level boss. It is actually a remote arcane projection. .

Fang Ran heaved a sigh of relief when he learned this, but fortunately he didn't have to meet with a real person.

Of course, it is definitely not that Fang Ran is afraid of being beaten...

It's just that when he, Meng Lang and Gou Yu were in a separate room separated from the viewing room, they activated the remote arcane projection and opened their eyes, and then looked down to see that there was no illusion, transparent hands, and the sight nearby. The two rooms with different styles were half pieced together, and the corners of the mouth couldn't help but twitched.

What's the difference between meeting with a real person! (Covering face and running with tears)

Then there is no hostility in the two-meter-tall black man with sunglasses, but rather a calm, hoarse voice with some admiration, nodding,

"Convinced, whether it is a plan or the strength that is worthy of the night weapon, it is quite amazing, the heir of the group, Fang Ran, I remember this name."

With Neil on the side restored the reticent facial paralyzed face, quietly and concisely whispered,

"Next time I won't despise your existence, I hope I can meet you in the scene one day."

After saying this, Fang Ran, who was under great pressure, tensed a faceless face, and made his effort to move closer to the high-cold aura of the group and nodded.

I'm not ashamed to say that I actually don't understand what they said...

I gritted my teeth and shed tears thinking about the old brother, the little one, or these two unscrupulous guys. They really didn’t say a word to the baby. Just now I felt the sight from those blue eyes, which seemed strong. With a calm look, she bit her tongue in silence.

Due to the failure of the insurance measures in the past, the agitation that belongs to every normal boy, the more he controls himself, the more he thinks of the more and more perfect dark picture that he can only use. Another big killer in my mind, I am blinding a few PS techniques-to force calmness!

Wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens, wear the old omens! ! !

Suddenly, Meng Lang who was around him suddenly felt a chill, and looked at the side in surprise and strangeness, who seemed to be calm but knew that he hadn't even passed Level 4, and he must have not understood a word.

I always feel like my brother is thinking about something owing...Illusion...

"next time..."

As the paddling Meng Lang and Gou Yu, there is nothing to say, and the winner Fang Ran can say nothing. Following Leonidas and Neil, Osphia's gripped palm trembles. Lifting up those azure blue eyes, he gave Fang Ran one last look, and then the brilliant blond hair turned and left.

"I will not lose."

She used Chinese specifically for this sentence.

Seeing her figure slowly disappearing into arcane light shavings, Leonidas and Neil also slowly cut off the arcane projection. Meng Lang glanced back and forth, keenly aware that there seemed to be something different. In the atmosphere, he poked his elbow on one side, and he was actually chanting the compulsory calm spell in a crazy manner.

"Hey, brother, how do you feel about being hated by exotic beauties? When I go back, I will tell Sister Xiaoran that you are outside."

"Fuck, brother, can you be a man!?"

On the other side, after finishing the remote communication of Arcane Projection, Osphia left the room without saying a word and walked towards the exit of the viewing area.

Nothing about her here.

Only at the end of the corridor with oil paintings hanging on the wall, the long white golden hair appeared awe-inspiring and noble in the light of the sky, and the figure that she had been hiding since the end of the rank battle suddenly panicked.

"Ancestor...I..."

Her voice trembled, and she didn't know where to start. Osfiya, who was calm and determined just now, was like a little girl who had failed the exam and didn't know how to face her parents.

Self-blame, remorse, and unwillingness to mix together become sour and bitter. Obviously reminded by the ancestors, clearly with the white wings given by the teacher, and the cuffs of the dress tightened, Osfiya has never felt that it is so difficult to speak. Things.

Obviously, I was chasing the line of words on the note~www.NovelMTL.com~ Obviously, I finally saw the longing object, and all the time I had spent, I failed to achieve my desire to show my best side.

I'm so unwilling...I'm so unwilling...

Just looking at the figure with her head down, Le Guin slowly walked up to her, her eyes overflowing with moisture and she wanted to cry.

Osphia suddenly felt the warmth of being gently embraced.

It is not comfort but a soft compliment from the heart, just the existence of a word can illuminate Osphia like the sun. The moment she bit her lip and can no longer hold it, she heard Le Guin's voice Comfortable and proud.

"Efforts will never be in vain. You have done very well for so many years, Ofi."

Nearly ten years of hard work, the time engraved in only my own memory, at the moment when I finally get the approval of the person I am looking forward to,

Even the tears have become worthwhile.

From the collision of the seven-fold arcane circle, the white wings of the zero rider and the shining string of magic energy, and the powerful collision of the moon hunting, the battle of ranks, whether it is Fang Ran or Osfiya, has its own efforts. Full meaning.

The promise made by the light smile in the sunshine in the ward, the determination made on the transnational train, shined and shined in this C-class battle, in fact, the reason for the two of them was unexpectedly the same...

They all want to move forward toward what they are dreaming of, and work harder.

It's like holding his Tang knife for the person who couldn't play, while carrying the glory of the aristocracy handed down from a hundred years ago, even if the weight is not equal,

But perhaps, as the queen said in the battlefield narrow a hundred years ago, some things are not big or small.

There is only this vision, no falsehood...

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