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Alice was stunned after hearing this, and shook her head desperately: "I don't believe it, I don't believe this kind of nonsense, no matter what you say, I don't believe it."
"The fact that you don't believe it doesn't mean that you don't believe it, but that you refuse to believe it. The fact is the fact, and it won't change no matter how much you don't believe it."
Alice calmed down and thought about what Pyle Pan said. He had no reason to lie to her. Is the master really dead?
Pyle Pan added: "Celeste Bingzhixie is a magician. He can't teach you anything in terms of martial arts. What you really need is a master like me. Only I can make you a truly strong man."
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Alice raised her head and looked at him and said: "My master said that my talent is mediocre. My master who used to study magic asked me to give up. Why do you insist on accepting me as your apprentice?"
"What?" Pyle Pan laughed out loud: "Celeste Bingzhixie said you have mediocre talent? Hahahaha, what does he, an idiot, know?"
"You are not allowed to insult my master~!" Alice immediately became angry when she saw him scolding Bing Zhixie, and stared at him angrily with her almond-shaped eyes open.
Pyle Pan immediately changed his words: "I mean, your master is a magician who studies magic. How can he understand the world of warriors? He thought he understood it very well after reading a few books about warriors. To put it bluntly,
He is just a child." He looked up and down Alice's body and said: "Speaking of physical condition, you really don't seem to be a warrior, but the most important thing for a warrior is not to be born with a strong body, but to have a strong will.
.Your will is definitely very strong, but you didn't show it because you were spoiled too much. Otherwise, you wouldn't have learned the heart of a lion in a short period of time. Although you haven't learned it completely yet, that's exactly what it is.
It’s proof of your talent.”
"Am I really talented?" Alice still didn't quite believe it.
"Be more confident." Pyle Pan said: "I am a warrior. Aren't my words more authoritative than Bing Zhixie's?"
"Hmph~!" Alice was unhappy: "I only believe in Master's words. Everything Master says is right. He said that I have no talent. I just don't have talent. I don't want to believe you."
"You..." Pyle Pan snorted angrily.
"Why didn't you speak?" Alice asked.
Pyle Pan still snorted, sulking and refusing to speak.
Alice smiled widely: "You stingy man, a grown man is still angry with a little girl like me. It turns out that the anger of soldiers is stingy anger."
"You...you are the one who insists on making me angry~!"
Alice immediately retorted: "It's because you insist on saying that my master is not good that I deliberately make you angry, so it's your fault."
"What's wrong with me?" Pyle Pan said angrily: "What I said is the truth, what's wrong?"
Alice also loudly accused: "What you said about my master is wrong!"
"It's obviously your fault."
"It's your fault... you fart. If it's not right, it's just wrong."
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The two of them were quarreling until they were out of breath, and neither of them stared at the other in disapproval.
Alice suddenly laughed: "You are so old and you still quarrel like a child."
Pyle Pan snorted: "I'm very young to begin with, I just look a little older."
Alice curled her lips: "Tch, he's obviously an uncle."
Pyle Pan said: "I quarreled because I was happy. If it were someone else, I wouldn't be too lazy to quarrel with him."
Alice was surprised: "And there are people who quarrel just for fun?"
"Yes, after the quarrel, did you feel much happier? Are you not as sad as before?"
"You..." Alice's heart trembled and she lowered her head: "You are trying to relieve my mood."
Pyle Pan said: "I can see that you are in a bad mood. If you are not in a good mood, you should vent it out, otherwise you will get upset if you hold it in your heart."
"Do you really want to accept me as your apprentice?"
"Is it possible that I traveled thousands of miles here just to quarrel with you?"
Alice asked: "Am I really gifted as a warrior?"
Pyle Pan said with certainty: "As long as you go through hellish training with me, I guarantee that your strength will improve by leaps and bounds within three years."
Alice hesitated for a while, then gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Okay, I'll go with you. I must become stronger and avenge my master!"
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In a prosperous village of Santa Vicoa, a bloody murderous storm is taking place here.
"Ah... you you..."
There was blood floating on the ground. A frightened villager kicked his legs back desperately, but when he touched it, he saw a corpse with intestines and stomach pierced, and then he touched another baby with his head cut off. Frightened, bloody, corpse
Shockingly, the calamity that had befallen the entire village was weighing heavily on the heart of this last man.
Linda walked forward step by step. The dark blood sickle was full of the smell of murder. Her long hair was flying wildly. The curse mark of Long Ling Death shone on her body with an evil light. Her whole body was filled with purple and black.
His aura and eyes reveal a deep and cold evil, like a god from a dead country, losing his humanity and annihilating his rationality!
The sickle rotated and whipped an unconscious female corpse, splashing blood on her half-naked skin, the bright red stimulating the evil in her heart even more!
"Death~!"
A ghostly voice sounded from the bottom of her heart, coming from Linda's mouth. It was completely different from her previous tone, as if the god of death came from the underworld, harvesting every drop of blood and life.
"Hahahahahahaha..." The evil smile made Long Ling·Death's curse mark brighter and brighter, and the evil aura shrouded the entire space in gloom. And she, like a completely innocent creature,
The devil of purpose, smelling the smell of life, moves towards the next village.
The god of death brought a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the devil brought disasters of sin. Under the death curse, Linda's path became a river of blood and all living things were destroyed, just to vent the deepest pain in her heart.
The seventeenth town has also become a resentful spirit under the Death Scythe, and no one can stop her now. Finally, on the way to the eighteenth killing field, the curse mark of Long Ling and Death on her body finally faded away
, Xie Pei's dark purple evil spirit also gradually disappeared. However...
However, Linda, who had been slaughtering the whole day due to excessive grief, changed her expression. She was no longer sad because of sadness, and no longer felt the pain of death. She suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Love...love is just...
A self-comforting joke for a pathetic person, I, Waller Linda, no longer need love and affection~! Hahahahahaha..."
Laughing like crazy marked the end of this volume, and also shed Linda's last tear of love...
Long Ling·Death - the god of death: one uses ruthlessness, the other uses annihilation of desire, and the third uses death, so far he is inhuman.
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The end of the eighth volume, the end of the first episode, to be continued...