"My thoughts quickly turned around. The stabbing spear deflected strangely, passed through the arm, pierced the heart of his tall body, and completely passed through. It even opened a hole as big as a head. The terrible hole.

"How is this possible?" the caster and the assassin shouted at the same time.

They thought there was no need for me to run away among them. I was sure I was going to get hit, they didn't expect it to turn out like this. Although we didn't get along for long, I always had a confident and indifferent smile. I shouldn't be so reckless.

"Eight, do you also have the ability to resurrect?" Lancer calmed down and said.

"It's a bit wrong to say that I'm resurrected from the dead, because I'm just a super strong repairer, heart and all, and now I can come back to life in seconds."

I still have a faint smile, like Gilgamesh's pride.

"This is how you avoid the heroic king's good sword, but I don't know how many more times you can use it, and the two of them will not live forever." Robin Li rolled up his sleeves, with dozens of spells written on them. "Lance, use the treasure again."

Lancer's stick.

"Your mother must have killed you when she saw you. There were so many tattoos all over the place." "I fell to the ground," I said, laughing.

Under the absolute command of the spell, Lancer once again projected the red gun into his hands, and the target was still me. "Eight, can you catch up this time?"

"You can try" My one-foot-tall left eye bloomed with silver light, and my right eye was swallowed like a black hole. "grey sky"

The blood-colored light pillar collided with the larger gray sphere, and the magic power of the blood began to melt on contact. When the tip of the gun touched the gray circle of light, it made a loud hissing sound.

That's the sadness of it. Every inch it advances, it disappears. When the energy is exhausted, I stop the shape. The long blood gun has no tip and only a red stick falls to the ground. ?

Lancer's muscles were tight and then there was a smile, "Destroying all the 'thorns' I'm known for, and you didn't let me down, with eight of them."

"Sorry, I want to collect your magic, which is quite powerful." I strode forward leisurely.

"Although it was not a pleasant battle, I met you, but this time it was not in vain. If possible, I want to have a pleasant battle with your body next time."

"Who are you?" After a long period of silence, Yan Fengli opened her mouth and asked.

"I was unemployed before, but now I have a small shop. By the way, did you kill his father." I walked around Lancer and stood in front of Yan Fengyi, and my one-foot-tall body returned to its original sunny youth. look like.

"So, the split between you and Yu was fake, wasn't it? Otherwise, why didn't she come and ask for it in person?" Yan Fengli showed pride and regret on her face, "I originally wanted to tell her face to face, and then I was grateful for her anger and The expression of reluctance seems to indicate that there is no chance.”

The false pastor knew he could not avoid this, but he seemed to take life and death very lightly and was not afraid of death. "Her father, my teacher, was killed by my own hand, with the sword he himself gave me. Killed him behind his defenseless back."

My eyebrows furrowed at the fake pastor's sick smile. "What's the reason?" He is your teacher anyway. "

"There is a reason, ha, who calls him teacher? Every time he turns his back to me, he is defenseless. Didn't he tell me to stab the knife quickly?" The fake pastor showed a happy look, but under the eyes of others In his eyes, his expression was that of a madman.

"I really don't want to see your face again. Forget it, you'd better leave it to me." I stretched out my hand and knocked down the ineffective resistance of Yan Fengyi Li. "Lance, can you get your gun back?"

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