Heroic Death System

Although the debauchery told Ka Xiu that he still had to live in his house, he was still happy to follow Ka Xiu in the end, completely ignoring the fallen one. The face seems to be smoky by smoke.

On the way home, Ka Xiu looked at the young people around him, handsome and handsome, looking like a wave, a long black hair, pouring down, with a silky luster. There is a kind of heart-warming charm in the hands and feet. More importantly, his character is pure, his heart is determined, and he will like him when he falls. It seems that it is not a strange thing.

"What's wrong?" Still looking at the card repair.

The pounce also looked at him: What happened?

"No, nothing." Ka Xiu quickly regained his gaze. Just a glance, his heartbeat was somewhat accelerated. Originally intended to ask him about the relationship with the fallen, but the result could not be asked. But as long as he thinks that one day he will fall down with him, he feels a little worried.

In fact, the fallen and the same heart as him, watching the people he likes to follow another man, how can the mood not be good.

Before they clarified their feelings, the countries of the mainland responded to the call of the Holy Ya Empire and agreed to participate in the action of sealing the tree of the devil.

The mission is fixed and the seal is set off.

The warriors are gearing up and ready to go to the abyss of the swamp.

Everyone does not know how dangerous this seal is. Although I don’t know the specific number, I can still remember that the people who went deep into the hinterland were almost completely wiped out. Even if it only enters the fringe area, it is a heavy loss. Most of the people who live are left with a psychological shadow. As a result, the second time, the number of people was two-thirds less.

Therefore, for this action, there is still not much confidence. He can only try to bring together the warriors who insisted on the end, and use their own advantages to absorb the magic, and guard them all the way to the abyss.

This fall also joined the team of Kasiu and acted with them. It is still possible to ask two people for the fall. One is Max, who was the provocate who had challenged him before, and the other is the gardener, Simby.

Looking for Max can still understand, but what is the gardener? Both Fall and Kashou said they could not understand.

It can be said: "The power of faith is not high or low, and the tree of the devil needs different beliefs, so the more types, the better."

It doesn't have to choose a gardener! It is not to look down on the profession of gardeners, but the fact that this is really too crashing! He was wearing a shirt wallet on his upper body, a grass skirt on his lower body, and a pair of grass boots on his feet! The whole madman of performance art, okay?

With him joining, the whole team's style is not right!

However, under the convincing argument, everyone still reluctantly agreed. The team ended up with a total of twenty-three, including Kasiu’s companions Amy, Vidola, Fred, Youyi and Dulu, and the rest were mostly fallen.

Everyone sorted out the clothes and set off at the appointed time.

Along the way, I intend to open a distance with Simbi, but I don’t care. The ignorant public of these external painting associations would not have imagined that the gardener was the first strong man to arrive at the center of the abyss, and one of the five warriors who came back alive.

He believes in "nature". Although behavior and aesthetics are a bit strange, psychological quality is estimated to be stronger than in the place. Well, the thickness of the skin is also.

"Yes, this is really good for you. Teach me." Xinbi looked at the slap in the face, and his eyes were shining.

"Okay." Still smirked and promised.

Two people with completely different styles get along very strangely.

It’s just watching during the fall, and he will bring him and his flutter into his tent at night. Cards are blocking them every time they set up their tents, so that they can keep an eye on the movements. As soon as he finds something wrong, he will rush over.

However, there is a rush, and if you think about it, you will not really be able to do anything.

It was calm a few days ago and nothing happened. On the way, I also encountered a lot of teams, some of them are more friendly, some are more alienated, and everyone keeps the distance not far from each other and goes to the destination together.

Until the evening of the sixth day, everyone found a dead body less than thirty miles from the edge of the swamp's abyss, and the calm of a few days was finally broken.

There are nearly 50 people in the dead, and the death is fierce. The blood seems to have not dried up.

"It should be a group of devil apostles, the other side is very strong, and the hands are not merciless." The guards returned after viewing.

Frowning and frowning, and did not say anything, just remind everyone to be careful.

Several teams of people traveled a few miles before they stopped camping before entering the night.

In the evening, everything is silent, only the night wind is blowing.

At this time, the fall of the original closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes, quietly drilled out the tent, and came out with him, as well as Ka Xiu and Max.

Several people were just about to make a warning and the camp was attacked.

Still awakened by a noise, he walked quickly to the camp, opened a gap and looked out, only to see that the fallen and other people are playing fiercely with a group of sneak attackers.

Just looking at God, a small head suddenly reached over and almost reached outside the tent. I can quickly rush into my arms and whisper: "Want to stay here, don't run out and know?"

When I saw it, I was still serious, and my little face was also showing a dignified expression. I nodded and nodded, and I was still in his arms.

Can still hide in the tent while holding the flutter, while nervously staying in the face of the accident.

He is now a sick and weak body that can take a few more steps. It is best to stay in the corner and not go out to mess up. He believes that it is not a problem to deal with dozens of subordinate apostles with the "protagonist" aura and degraded strength of Kasiu.

"Quincy, over there." The shouting of the fall suddenly came into the ears of the fair.

Quincy? It’s still a slight change in face. Isn’t this the traitor who was murdered and degraded?

Strange, the people in the team knew him, and there was no such thing as Quincy.

You can still open the tent and look over there.

It turned out to be him, the guardian of the fallen side, Kun Kesi, "Quincy" should be his nickname.

Fortunately, I found it early! Otherwise, it is very likely that you will miss the opportunity to save the fall. In the original development, the truth of the fallen death is a mystery in the end. Everyone does not know the second prince of the empire. The fall of a once-famous party turned out to be in the hands of his most trusted friends and guards.

The double-star of the Guangxu Academy, one died and one committed to the dark, has to say that this is a great tragedy.

But it is still here, he will never let the tragedy repeat itself.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "tear", the tent was cut by a sharp edge, and the distance from the tip of the sword was still more than ten centimeters.

Still able to take a few steps back and forth, in a few seconds, the tent was opened several gaps.

It is still frowning, the magic of the body is surging, the brilliance of the eyes is flashing, and the pressure of the apostles belonging to the king has suddenly erupted.

A sneak attacker seems to have discovered the existence of a singularity. He was just about to hit the tent, but he was almost shaken by this pressure.

Because it was still possible to absorb a lot of magical power during this time, the pressure of the king-level apostles on his body did not disappear, but it was even more horrifying.

The sneak attacker was stunned and even stepped back and never dared to approach the tent.

Fallen and Kasho originally saw the sneak attacker approaching the tent where Shang Ke was located. They were all ready for rescue. Who knows that the guy is like juggling, fluttering up and playing back, as if he saw something terrible.

Fallen and others will naturally not be soft, and take the opportunity to send him to hell.

"Yes, are you all right?" Fallen in front of the tent and look back inside.

"Nothing." Can still ask, "How is the situation outside?"

Falling round and looking around, replied: "It has been solved."

The sneak attackers were all wiped out and everyone began to clean up the scene.

It’s still possible to get out of the tent with a pounce.

Seeing this **** scene, there was no expression of fear. This point has long been discovered. Although the intelligence of the rushing is lower than that of the average child, perhaps because of this, she has no fear of death.

Her world is very simple, only likes and dislikes, and there is no good or bad of worldly cognition.

However, for a long time, several other camps in the vicinity had walked out of several people, found the fall, exchanged views on the sneak attackers, and finally decided to merge several teams. Unified management makes it easy to concentrate on the next crisis.

"Degenerate adult, this is?" A body-building female warrior is looking forward to the side, and her eyes are full of interest.

"Osari." The fallen man put his hand behind his waist, which is a very common move, but seems to be declaring sovereignty.

The female warrior is a rough nerve. I don’t understand the deep meaning of it. I can’t say it right away: “I’ve seen your camp’s food in these days. You’re prepared for it. The aroma is too hooky. I don’t know if it’s inconvenient for us. Provide some, we will pay."

"No problem." It was still a smile and promised, "As long as you don't give up."

"I don't want to give up, it's quite a shame." They smelled the food of others and couldn't eat for a few days, okay? !

The captain of the other team was quite prepared for Shang Ke, and his eyes were thoroughly explored.

The next day, the pedestrian continued on the road and entered the boundary of the swamp abyss in the afternoon. The magic here is obviously much richer than other areas. Everyone feels extremely depressed. Everyone's expression looks so bitter and deep, only the fair, the flutter and the gardener are as usual.

On the first night of the swamp abyss, no one can sleep, even if he is forced to fall asleep, he will wake up in a nightmare.

The atmosphere in the team became extremely tight, and all kinds of negative emotions came to the fore, and the block could not stop.

At this moment, several intermittent notes sounded in the dark, and then they were connected together like beads, turning into a crisp and sweet song.

The people in the tent came out one after another and looked at the source of the song.

A man in a robe sits cross-legged on the side of the fire, holding a harp in his hand and playing it gently. He has a long black hair and hangs directly on the carpet. His face is gentle, his eyes are filled with the brilliance of the flames. The notes of his fingers dance and dance on the silent night. It is like magic. All the magic around him is dispelled, and everyone's heart is suppressed. The mood has also eased, and the atmosphere that has just been dignified, unconsciously, has disappeared.