"I'm back."

Listening to these plain words and looking at the scarred Zofan, Luo Sha's eyes flashed slightly, his lips pursed, and finally he just said, "Just come back."

No matter how ordinary the conversation is, it is also extremely warm and harmonious.

Zuofan nodded slightly, his expression couldn't help but show a little guilt: "Sorry, I can't protect you from safety..."

He interrupted with a shake of his head, "It's okay!" Luosha bit his lip, "I know it's all because of me. Actually, I hope you just left..."

He paused, waved his hand to stop Zofan's words and continued, "Listen to me... I have no other intentions, it's better to die one than two. Moreover, I have appointed Joshia as the new leader of the gray-clothed army. I hope you can protect her, just like protecting me for more than ten years..."

Zuofan's eyes drooped slightly, shook his head gently, then took a deep breath, turned around, threw out the sword, and suddenly formed a wave of phantoms on his hands, and finally formed a strange handprint on his chest, pointing out with one finger,

"Detect!" A few meters of the sky, the long sword responded to the sound, and the tip of the sword stood towards the east and the void.

"Condensation!" Another light shout, and a cylindrical-like pounding suddenly surged around Zuofan, and all of them poured into the slightly trembling sword body above. At this moment, Zuofan below and the long sword above were connected by this pure cylindrical-gold light, like an arch bridge.

Sneak... Suddenly, the ground around Zofan kept trembling, as if he was overwhelmed, and cracks appeared like spider webs. Luosha was fine, after all, sitting near the wall, except for the wooden carvings on the table falling down one after another. She just had to lean against the wall. Bosco on the other side was busy, but because he was unable to stand firmly, he directly hit the wall behind him, and his old face suddenly turned red.

But at most, this is just a little embarrassed. Bosco is more worried about the cracked ground now. Whenever new cracks occur, his face will pale, fearing that a sudden explosion will directly submerge the place...

At this moment, Zuofan shouted again, "Out!" just a simple word, but when it came out of the brilliant fighting light, it could already be heard a little hoarse and a little forced.

Of course, no one will pay attention to this now. As the word "out" is released, the space around the golden sword suddenly appeared with ripples visible to the naked eye. It seemed that it was not mid-air, but the water surface...

The coverage of the ripple is getting wider and wider, like water spreading. I don’t know if it is because of the wrinkles of space, or because the sword has been sucked into saturation. In the blink of an eye, a golden halo appeared around the sword body, which was dazzling. It seems like the new rising sun poking out from the east in the early morning!

"One, sword, sun, come out!" Looking at the magnificent scene in front of you, the body of the sea tower in the sky shook violently. He spit out these words with great difficulty, then took a deep breath, and before the tide ripples surged, his body quickly took off, "Go!"

Although he did not think that Zofan's move was coming to them, he had to retreat under the peak of his mighty edge!

At the same time, after retracting his gaze, Haita's expression was extremely complicated. If we summarize it, it would probably be emotion and sorrow...

I sighed that this stunning and charming junior brother did not disappoint the master. In addition, the sword came east before, he had successfully mastered the sword technique of the Sword God.

As for sadness, Haita knew that such sword moves that were shocked by ghosts and gods could not be used casually, let alone Zofan's current physical condition... undoubtedly, this junior brother who had not seen him for many years is now full of ambitions...

On the other side, without reminding the tower, Wen Silin, who was trembling all over his body, had subconsciously stepped out of the air and retreated, his eyes full of confusion...

He was not as complicated as Haita thought. He only knew one thing, that is, if Zuofan had not used a sword to come from the east, but the sword was sunrise, he would probably be dead now...

How is it possible... Is there really someone in this world who has a higher talent in martial arts than me...

The complex mood of several people did not change anything. In fact, the rising sun around the sword body had completely taken shape, floating in the air, shining brightly. This was the time when the arrow was on the string and had to be fired!

"Go!" With a sigh of relief, the static sword light ball suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. It was indeed not heading towards the sea tower in the sky, Winsling, but drew a beautiful arc, dragging the golden afterimage and landing straight towards the western gate of Dawn City.

There, the Knights of the Temple of Light and the Bran soldiers rushed in like a tide. Someone saw the golden ball of light, but they just looked up and looked at it till it fell on the top of their heads... There was no intention to avoid it. Of course, the difference between evasion and not evasion is really not big...

boom……

Amid the explosions from far and near, the strong wind suddenly attacked, and the golden air waves rushed straight into the sky.

Because she was in the bare wall, Luosha had no intuitive feeling, and she didn't know how many dead souls floated in an instant. She just followed the edge of the wall and looked at the western rain curtain, the blurred and majestic city wall was like flour accumulated, and it collapsed a lot in an instant...

In this dull twilight, a little golden stream of light flew straight up the sky with the weather waves, and the direction was vaguely where Haita and the others were.

"Ahem... Sorry, Senior Brother Haita, I can't go back with you. This sword was given by the master back then, so please return it for me now..."

After saying that, the golden light around Zuofan continued to dissipate, and the golden light passed with the wind, revealing a slightly hunched figure inside. Suddenly, his body swayed and staggered a few steps to hold on to the wooden chair beside him, so that he would not fall.

"Haha..." A few chuckles, Zuofan wiped the blood that could not be erased by the corner of his mouth indifferently, and spread his hands in front of Luosha, "Now that most of my strength has disappeared, it is impossible for me to leave here." The implication is that I don't want to leave, but I really don't have the ability to leave.

"You..." His lips squirmed, but because he was bitten by his teeth, Luosha finally couldn't say a complete sentence.

Pressing his chest that was undulating violently, Zofan walked over: "Sorry, this is the first time I rejected your request, and it is also the last time..." He paused, as if he wanted to say something. But because he was not good at speaking, he just said in the end. "Anyway, just like what I once said. My sword will always protect you, and only protect you!"

"Idiot, you..." as he said this, blinking, Luosha lowered his eyes and his gaze blurred.

In a vague way, the scene in front of you instantly changed...

It was a small hill in the south of the empire. It was spring, with birds singing and flowers scenting, and grasses green.

At that time, she was a young girl of a little noble, the son of a mate of a noble family. She was carefree and ran around with him, a taciturn and beginner of swordsman all day long. That time, because of her carelessness, the two of them rolled down from the hill.

She had nothing to do, but his nose was swollen and his eyes were swollen, and he had several blood marks on his body. Of course, this was all caused by protecting her.

When she was dealing with the wound, she was frightened by blood all over her hands, but he patted her chest and said that this little injury of a man was nothing. While winking and making her laugh, she waved the wooden sword in her hand and made a solemn promise: "Don't worry, I will use the sword in my hand to protect you for the rest of my life!"

She was not amused by his clumsy facial expression. But she laughed with tears because of the funny little adult when he promised: "Ha, idiot you..."

...

"You... are crying?" Zofan stood aside hesitantly.

"Where, is it? Is it rainy?..." After wiping his eyes, Luosha raised his head in the heavy rain, his eyes were red, but his face was filled with an indifferent smile, "Ha, you're here just the right time. The wood carvings you mentioned before...hey, where are the wood carvings?"

On the wooden table, rows of wood carvings had already been shaken to the ground by the strong tremors on the ground just now. Luosha quickly bent down to pick them up and said, "You said there is a hidden meaning here, but you are not lying to me, right? Why didn't I see it?"

"Uh... there is indeed some." After grabbing his hair, Zofan lowered his head and glanced a few times, picked up four wooden carvings and placed them on the table, "It's right here."

"Just four? Then you still give me so many... Oh, you are becoming more and more treacherous and want to distract me!"

"Ahem, that..." With a clear cough, Bosco slid down from the wall, looking at Luosha and Zofan with their eyes, his face couldn't help but feel bitter, "Sorry, I just want to ask. Can I leave now?"

Zofan frowned and looked at Luosha: "Care or not?"

"Don't kill."

"Oh." Zofan nodded lightly, without asking any reason, and brushed his hand and banged... Bosco, who wanted to say something, instantly broke through the wall behind him like a cannonball and rolled out.

There was a sudden noise outside,

"Scared, what!" "Don't take action, it's the master..." "The master has finally come out! Master, should we score in now?"

Bang! The clear slap sounded silent outside the wall, and then a roar sounded: "Beat your mother, help me run!"

...

There was a little episode, and neither of them cared about it.

Luosha held her chin and looked at the four wood sculptures on the table. One was her own sculpture, and the other was the image of a cow, a bear, and a snake. She frowned and thought for a while, but finally she shook her head: "I can't tell that these things are not connected at all."

"It's so difficult?" Zuofan rubbed his forehead, his expression a little uncertain. He then pointed to the wood carving and gave a prompt, "Read their names."

"Name?" Luo Sha looked puzzled when he heard this, "I know, this is myself, this is a rhino, this is a raccoon, this is a snake..."

"This is a mud-water snake, a low-level monster, and a slight poison."

Luosha spread her hands: "So what?"

"So..." After a pause, Zofan unconsciously avoided Luosha's gaze, and looked a little hesitant, and finally said with difficulty, "Please, choose the first word of their names."

"Ah? What a joke, how can you guess this...I think about it... Luo, Xi..."

"Uh, you don't need to add your name."

"I know... it's so troublesome, and it's still very childish!" Luo Sha curled his lips quite disdainfully, but in fact he had already started thinking about the organization in his mind, "Rhin...wash...mud...what is this...well?"

His expression suddenly became stunned, "Xihuanni... I like... Idiot, how could you guess this? I used to know that you were an elm-wood head, but now it seems that you are all pretending to be stones. But..."

Crackly, he spoke very quickly, and suddenly he paused. Luosha raised his head slightly, closed his eyes slightly, and murmured in a low voice, "Do you just like it? Then I'll lose a lot... I love you..."

"Well……"

After a moment, an angry voice, "What else, don't you know that women are posing in this position to remind you of something?"

"Well?"

“…I don’t want to talk to you.”

"Oh... Hum? Woo..."

...

The sight was raised, and the downpour still showed no sign of stopping, as if he had to persist in washing the sins in this world. At this time, the battle in the city had actually come to an end.

The invaders swept every street, every alley, every room... and searched for the target of killing like red eyes. Occasionally, they would meet a young man walking in a daze, subconsciously trying to go forward and kill, but after breaking a few brothers, they woke up and retreated quickly.

Toward the east of the city, large areas of civilians squeezed out of the city gate in panic and ran towards the vast wilderness... That was their hope for life.

Above the city, two people stood in the void, one was absent-minded and looked confused. The other stroked the golden sword in his hand and sighed continuously.

Outside, more than ten miles south of the city, a tired girl rode on a horse, whipping her whip and rushing toward her.

But at this time, the center of the city, bang...
Chapter completed!