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1542. Chapter 1542 Battle of the strong

The battle between the King's Landers can only be seen, but cannot be described at all.

Chu Wenyu took the opportunity to turn backwards, and the haggard man stepped forward to block. This moment gave Chu Wenyu a little time to escape.

"If you do this, you will regret it someday!"

Chu Wenyu suddenly rushed forward, and the voice of the haggard man came from behind. However, it was not as wretched as before. Instead, it was serious and solemn, with a kind of anger that hated iron.

Of course, such words were not meant for Chu Wenyu. The words of the withered man were meant for the female ruler in the white mist.

"Huh, if I don't regret it, it's not your turn to take care of it!"

But these two rulers were clearly sworn enemies. After hearing the words of the withered old man, the female ruler in the white mist snorted coldly from behind and suddenly threw out a spear from the white mist.

A yellow ribbon, to be precise, it was not a yellow ribbon, it was just something much thicker than silk thread, sweeping towards the withered man's body.

"You will regret this. Do you know that what you are doing now is self-destruction? In the future, you will have nothing!"

The haggard man quickly dodged the yellow thread, but even if he was fast enough, the number of yellow threads was really too much.

Therefore, when he just escaped from this place, another yellow thread swept towards him again, and it was like a tornado, trying to wrap him up in it, and then

It ate him whole.

The true form of the yellow silk thread is a living creature. Therefore, it is not impossible to say that the yellow silk thread is going to eat the haggard man.

"What do you want to do now?"

The haggard man seemed to have never thought that the female ruler in the white mist would really do this to him. He thought that no matter what happened, the female ruler would never really attack him.

But the facts before him cruelly told him that there are no absolute facts and no absolute trust in this world.

"hiss--!"

Without paying attention, the yellow silk thread penetrated the haggard man's body fiercely, and blood spurted out instantly. The haggard face of the man was full of disbelief.

"Old bark! Don't think that I won't really attack you. I'm telling you, no matter who it is now, as long as it blocks what I want to do, waiting for his end, there is only the word "death" and no more changes.

So much more!”

The woman in the white mist finally showed her original appearance from the white mist.

After Chu Wenyu left them, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he hid in a safe place and couldn't help but look behind him.

After all, since the purpose of this ruler is Rong Xiyue and her two children, this is definitely not a short-term battle, it is a long-term battle.

Moreover, this seven-member organization of King's Landers has seven King's Landers, but now there are only two King's Landers in front of him, and these two King's Landers are in a hostile state. No one knows what the rest are.

Which side are the five rulers on? On the side of the withered man, or on the side of the white mist female ruler.

This means that how many enemies do they have at the level of the King?

During this look, I didn't see any other King of Landers, but I saw the appearance of the King of Landers who had been hiding in the white mist and didn't come out.

She looked like an eight-year-old girl, with a cute boyish haircut, two very cute dark eyes, and skin like snow all over her body. She looked like a porcelain doll.

However, the look on her face was too serious, not what an eight-year-old girl should look like at all.

The girl is wearing a pink tight-fitting dress, and the hair accessories in her hair are also pink. If it weren't for the aura of this girl, it would be really powerful. If it weren't for the girl's eyes, which are full of vicissitudes of life.

With Ling Li, I am afraid that no one would have imagined that when they saw such an eight-year-old girl, she turned out to be one of the seven kings of the Western Continent.

"You are really hopeless, you are digging your own grave!"

The haggard man whom the girl called Old Bark shook his head and sighed, covering his chest. He stepped back and reached out to draw a semicircular protective barrier around him.

And the yellow silk threads wrapped around the girl's hands quickly split into countless pieces, densely packed, dangling in the air behind her.

The target of those yellow threads was very obvious, which was to pierce the withered man.

This time, it still did not pierce directly, but paused and swayed in mid-air for a few times, as if waiting for the next words of the haggard man below, and seemed to be just teasing him.

"Dig your own grave? Huh! You old bark doesn't want to return to normal, but I do want to return to normal. Look at you now, look at me now, what we were like before, in your heart

But it’s crystal clear!”

The girl was soaring high in the air, and the yellow threads behind her were probably her contracted beasts. They were holding up those thread-like bodies, facing the withered man, looking angry and very sad.

When the withered man heard this, he was silent for a moment, and his expression moved slightly. It seemed that because of the girl's words, he began to think in his heart, thinking about whether what he did was right or not. Thinking

Is it right or wrong for me to stick to the principle like this?

Could it be that, just like her, in order to gain freedom and return her appearance to her normal appearance, she must do whatever it takes and take shortcuts?!

The withered man asked himself this question several times in his heart, but in the end he got the same result.

That is, he will never go along with her, and he will never do those things that he originally decided not to do.

"I'm not you. There are some things I won't do. Do you know who she is? How dare you really do that?!"

The withered man looked like the embodiment of justice at this time, but no matter whether he was the embodiment of justice or not, as long as he didn't stab him in the back at this time, then let him be.

And he seemed to have something in his words, and seemed to know more than the girl who came to the throne.

"I know what this is for? I only know that for her life, I must get those two newborn supplements!"


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