Heroic Death System

The acceptable line of sight has been falling down until he disappears. This man is to let the original Lord Osari repeatedly lose the battle, and finally put into the "culprit" of the devil camp.

According to the original development, after Osari became a king-level apostle, he still dared not face the fallen face, so he secretly induced his friends around him, in the second task of sealing the devil's tree, causing the fallen to be the one. A friend who is misbehaving kills.

If this is not the case, with the fallen strength and will, the last warriors who seal the tree of the devil must have one.

Still can't because of a jealousy, arbitrarily determined that this man is Ravel. But if he is really, then his own additional tasks are likely to be related to this man. Of course, the premise is that he can survive in the main line mission.

Still able to take back the line of sight, not in a hurry to meet with this "good old man" for a long-awaited meeting, anyway, as long as you follow the card repair, other characters will pop up like a bubble. His role is to poke off the black heart, leaving it to heaven.

"Yes, I have waited for a long time." Ka Xiu was refreshed from the teaching building, and he was still able to go home with him.

You can still arrange the flower rope on your hand, wear it on your wrist, and then stand up.

The three of them just walked to the school gate and found a group of people around there. It seems that two students are fighting. This kind of thing is commonplace in Shangwu's college, and it happens almost every few days. As long as the person is not killed, the school will only close one eye.

Who knows that these two students accidentally spread to others, and then singled out quickly into a group. Being angered, under the black hand, aggressive, and join in the fun... all played together.

Still can't help but secretly sigh: really passionate youth.

Just sighed, this "passion" was projected on him. I don't know whose long sword suddenly came out and flew straight to his door.

It is still possible to subconsciously protect the pounce, and the long arm of the card is stretched, and the hilt is accurately grasped, and the sword is cut over the acceptable hood, and the sound of the cloth being scratched is heard.

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His looks did not attract too much attention, everyone is paying attention to the students' melee. Only a few people have seen a few more, but one of them is the fall that just came out of the corridor.

"Yes, you're okay?" Kasho threw the sword on his hand, not sullen: "This group of people is getting more and more out of order, actually playing at the school gate, not afraid of hurting innocent people."

"I'm fine." Still smiled in disappointment.

"Then let's go." Kasho put his hand on the shoulder of Shang Ke, smiling.

Looking down at the back of the two people, the eyes are dim.

Is that Osari? After five years, he is back again? It seems to have changed a lot, and... the frowning frowns, just now he even can't even escape the sword that he flew out?

Forget it, these have nothing to do with him, and the fall does not take this matter to heart. Although Osari was in the same name as him, he was not very impressed with this person. He was very talented and self-satisfied. He was too persistent in winning or losing. Fallen and valued is never the strength of one person, but his character.

"Come on." Ka Xiu pushed away the door and made a "please" position.

This is an independent courtyard. There are weeds in the yard. It has been clear that no one has cleaned up for a long time.

As the protagonist of this world, Kasiu did have a bit of chill in the early days. However, he later married the fallen sister, the little princess of the St. James Empire.

"You will live in this room." Ka Xiu will be able to bring the flutter to the room next to the master bedroom, the furniture is fairly complete, but the dust is piled up and the spider web is assembled.

I can still look around for a week and say, "I think, I need a few rags and a bucket of water."

Ka Xiu touched his nose and finally felt a little embarrassed. Deliberately invited others to live in their own homes, but the result is such a broken house.

You can still put a piece of cloth on your own mouth and nose, and then the father and the daughter start cleaning the room.

It is still responsible for wiping the dust over a large area, and throwing a spider web that is responsible for sweeping the corner with a small wooden stick.

"Pump, if you see the spider afraid, call me."

Nodded, then waved the wooden stick and began to look around for the "enemies" hidden in every corner.

The father and the daughter worked together for three hours and finally turned the waste house into a clean nest.

Can still have a sense of accomplishment with a fork, and the pounce also has a sense of accomplishment forked.

"Go, wash away." Still can take a flutter, turned and rushed toward the bathroom.

"Ha ha ha."

Cards bought a lot of ingredients from the outside and heard the laughter of the father and the daughter. The corners of the mouth couldn’t help but rise, and the eyes overflowed gently.

After the grooming is completed, it is still visible that the card repair is busy in the kitchen, and then take the initiative to step forward.

Kasho sees that he can skillfully handle the ingredients and asks casually: "Will you cook?"

"Well, yeah, it’s better for me to do dinner today, and it’s a reward for taking care of us during this time."

"Okay, I can't ask for it."

Then, after having tasted the acceptable craftsmanship, Kasho no longer had to do it himself...

During the three days of the holiday, Kasho took a sneak peek and wrestled in Wangcheng. During the period, Vidola, Youyi, Fred, Amy came to the door, and then the door became a risotto, risotto. Become a order. Inadvertently gave Shang can provide a channel to earn living expenses - selling lunch.

Master's culinary skills quickly conquered a group of teachers and students, but in a few months, he won the nickname of a "box of rice princes".

It can only be said to be speechless.

"What is that?" Fallen and saw a circle around the forest road, standing in the circle with a familiar figure.

Quincy looked over there and smiled. "You don't know? There is a delicious box lunch that is very popular recently. The person who sells the box lunch is called the 'box lunch prince' and should be the opposite person."

"'The Prince of Boxing'? He?" There was a glimmer of misunderstanding in the eyes of the fallen. Turn around and look over there, making sure you don't admit the wrong person.

The genius of the past, Osari, one of the college stars, is actually selling lunches? It’s just that some of you can’t believe your eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Quincy looked at the strange look and said casually. "Speaking, isn't the prince of luncheon looking familiar? See where he saw it?"

Fallen: "..."

The previous students have graduated, and now they can recognize Osari. In addition to some senior teachers, there are probably only alumni who have been with him for the same period.

After returning to the Imperial Capital five years later, what plans does Osari have? Isn't it just to buy a box lunch?

Although the fall is not very fond of this person, but the genius of the past has fallen to this point, and some regrets in my heart.

You can still sell the box lunch, pack things, and get ready to go home. He only makes a hundred lunches a day, and the price is quite high, so that it is neither too tired nor profitable.

"Osari."

Suddenly I heard someone shouting the name, but I could still look at it with a slight glimpse. I saw a young man with curls behind him and looked at him with amazement.

After searching the memory of the original master, there is still not much impression on this person.

“I didn’t expect it to be?” The young man’s face showed an unbelievable exaggerated expression, pointing to his trailer and asking, “When are you coming back? How can I buy a lunch here?”

With the strength of Osari, it is enough to enter the brave hall and become an imperial officer with title and fixed income. No matter how bad it is, it is more than enough to be a guard or a mercenary of the nobility. In any case, it is better to sell lunch.

I can still look at him: What happened to sell the box? Do you know how rich the nutrients of the little boy's lunch are, how gorgeous the shape is, and how delicious is the taste? After the grandfather is so strong, will anyone who has eaten a box of rice be proud of it? Is the name of the prince of the box lunch even possible?

When you see a young man, you can’t say a word, but it’s a sentimental one: “I don’t think you remember me. I’m called ‘Max,’ I used to be your defeat, and now the captain of the Royal Guard.”

Max? I heard some familiar ears.

Slow, Max? Isn't Max a one of the seven warriors involved in the seal of the Devil's Tree? Although he did not come back alive, but such a person can actually break through the magic barrier? Doesn't it mean that only the warriors with firm will, good character, and strong faith can break through?

Where is this peacock like a warrior? Is it just shattered?

The young man of the curls found that the expression of the acquaintance seemed to have undergone subtle changes. He suddenly felt a kind of exuberant feeling. He smiled and said: "When we meet each other, do you need me to introduce you to a decent job?"

"No, thank you." Still faintly reply. Since it is one of the seven warriors, then he endured.

"You're welcome." Max took a few steps and looked up and down. "Your appearance is more handsome than before, but this strength..."

It is still vain, the whole body is flawed, and even a sense of faith is not felt.

"Hey, after you were defeated by Your Royal Highness, did you completely lose your faith?" If a person does not have faith or has weak faith, he can only become a mediocrity. Some people live in vain, while others are unable to withstand the blow.

Osari's strength was extraordinary in the past. It can be said that it was the strongest student in that session. Apart from the fall, there was no rival. Nowadays, there is not even a single force of faith in him. This is not just a slap in the face, but a complete abandonment of his beliefs.

"No, I have not lost faith." Still looking at Max quietly.

"Is it?" Max pulled out his short knife at the waist and raised his eyebrows. "So how are we better than one? I really want to know the genius who defeated me that year, and what strength it has today."