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Chapter 1327 Of course I would mind (Part 1)

"This is...Sen Luo?"

In the vast land of Senluo, a group of people dragging their luggage walked out of the empty door and looked up at this strange and familiar world. The sky was as clean as a blue lake, the wind was like a transparent river, and the light was like a warm rain curtain.

The land is barren, with only sporadic green grass growing in the sky, but compared to the previous dark and turbid land, which was cloudy all day long, like a wasteland intertwined with black and white, the world in front of us is simply intoxicatingly beautiful.

The earth magician lay on the ground, listening to the heartbeat of the earth; the wind magician raised his hand and touched the skin of the air. The magicians felt the world in their most familiar way. An old magician suddenly knelt on the ground, his face old and gray.

Tears were shed, and shouts were heard all around.

"We're back!"

"We are back in Senluo!"

"We are really...going home..."

Opposite the empty gate, in the Wishing Pond Palace of Thousand Wish Heaven, Ash and the others watched three thousand Senluo people pass through the empty gate one after another, returning to their lost hometown.

"Obviously there is a better country to accept them, but they all choose to go back to their hometown where they have nothing." Diya sat by the pool, not afraid that the wishing power in the wishing pool would react violently with the magical power, and put her feet down

Entering the pool, some magic spirits came close and circled around her feet. She tightened her arches and toes and tightened her grip, as if she were soaking her feet in hot water: "Senluo people are really weird."

"Indeed." Ash also said: "I don't know about the abyss of the earth and the paradise, but if it is the people of Blood Moon, Gospel or Stars, they probably won't have such a strong attachment to their homeland, because the people of these countries all live in peace.

In the prosperous times, there are neither external enemies nor internal worries. Compared with grand narratives, most people pay more attention to their daily small things."

"But Senluo is different. Senluo has entered the wasteland era two hundred years ago. Every Senluo person will see a fragmented wasteland world when they open their eyes. They need to fight for survival since they are born. If you can't become a magician

Will rapidly age and die after the prime of life, reducing the population burden... Although the war of faith is rooted in the guidance of Lord Senluo Zhan, in the wasteland era, faith does have its positive side. Living under the leaden sky, if there is no

Guided by faith, most people will live like zombies, and they all need this little bit of hope to persevere."

"Because of this, grand narrative is the civilized instinct engraved in the souls of Senluo people. The difference between different sects is only what kind of world Senluo should become, but it is the consensus of everyone to make Senluo better. If you survive

It’s okay if they don’t escape to other places. Now that they can return to Senluo, of course they want to continue their unfinished business.”

The Sword Lady and the Witch both nodded thoughtfully, and Weisel suddenly realized: "Is that so?"

Ash sprayed: "You are a Senluo person yourself, don't you know?!"

"Unless you have traveled extensively to many countries, how can a normal person extract the cultural characteristics of his own country?" Weisel pinched Ash's cheek: "Not to mention the cultural characteristics, you can extract the most distinctive features of yourself.

Characteristics of wearing it?”

Ya Xiu pondered for a long time and held back one word: "Special affection."

Diya: "Veela."

Vichy: "Trash can."

Sonia: "... Lesbian?"

"Why don't you have a good word?" The corner of Ya Xiu's mouth twitched: "Forget it Vichy, why are you the Sword Princess and Witch bullying me too!"

"Hey? Are you serious, Ash?" Diya blinked with an innocent expression on her face: "I thought you were joking."

As they spoke, two figures flew towards the palace beside the wishing pool. On the left was the dream god with five fox tails, and on the right was the black crow who was covered in black clothes and wearing a ferocious crow mask. When the black crow landed, she

He and Ash looked at each other from afar, and suddenly raised their hands to make a waving gesture. Then the two of them disappeared on the spot at the same time. The next moment, they had intertwined in the middle, and the air was compressed to the limit. Cloud waves burst out!

Fists! Kicks! Elbows! After three rounds of fist and kick exchanges, Black Crow drew out his shield and axe, and Ash shook out his swords from his sleeves without giving in. Dozens of exchanges occurred within a few seconds, shocking all the magic spirits in the wishing pool.

The people at the bottom of the pool were shivering, and the Mengxing spirit was anxiously circling around, but they didn't dare to disturb the two of them.

Zheng!

With a clear sword cry, the sudden battle finally stopped. Black Crow's shield ax, which was about to transform, was pressed to the ground by Ash's left sword. He held the sword in his right hand to press Black Crow's neck. The victory or defeat was decided.

"You are much more powerful than you were a year ago." Black Crow let go of his hand and said softly: "Even if it's a martial arts fight, I can't beat you anymore."

Ash smiled and shook his head: "This is just because the physical fitness of the soul body is far superior to that of mortals. After you become a demigod, maybe -"

"There is no need to be modest. The essence of skill is to give full play to one's physical fitness. There are many magicians in this world who have no power but cannot use it correctly." Black Crow took back his shield ax and said: "Whether you gain it through fighting or other methods

I have learned skills, but the strong is strong and the weak is weak. I have already lost in the battle with the skill I am best at. If I still try to find ways to make up for it, I will lose twice."

Ash blinked, reached out and patted her shoulder, smiling: "You really haven't changed at all."

"You really think so?"

"yes."

Black Crow lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly: "I have practiced hard this year and never slacked off for a day. I have experienced 256 battles in the virtual realm with no defeat, and I can independently summon the four-winged death magic spirit, but in your case

In my eyes, I have not changed at all, and there is no progress at all compared to a year ago..."

Ash was stunned: "That's not what I meant -"

"Don't explain, you are stronger now, I will remember this shame!" Black Crow clenched his fists: "Just wait, although I may never catch up with you in the field of magic, but in the field of martial arts

, I will definitely defeat you!"

Ash scratched his head, feeling that Black Crow was like a fanatic player in a fighting game who worked hard to get back his place after losing, but his friends seemed to be this type.

After passing Yingula and Harvey, those two guys were probably crazy and trying to regain their place.

However, he didn't hate this kind of paranoia.

"Feel sorry."

Ash blinked, wondering why Black Crow suddenly apologized.

"When you had an accident a few days ago, I couldn't do anything to help you." Black Crow lowered his head, his voice full of shame: "If Freya hadn't told me, I wouldn't have even known that I had forgotten you... Obviously

I am in the seventh heaven, but I cannot leave the kingdom of heaven. I don’t know what is happening outside..."

Ash thought for a moment and said, "Stretch out your hand."

As soon as Black Crow stretched out her hand, Ash threw her over her shoulder and threw her to the ground. Her head was covered with bruises. Then Ash stretched out his hand to pull her up and said casually: "If you can't help me next time, it won't be a fault."

If you can apologize for throwing me on the shoulder, you should at least get a spanking."

She was not afraid of throwing the black crow over her shoulder, but upon hearing the new punishment, she subconsciously protected her buttocks and hurriedly swore: "I will definitely charge into battle for you next time!"


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