A tough life doesn't need a reason.----------Tough guy Liu Zhenshao said.
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Looking at the huge stone elephants holding swords towering into the sky on both sides of the Strait of Cape Naron, Liu shook his head and cursed, but his lips trembled but he did not curse out. Until now, he still hates the so-called gods of this world.
Holding a small hope. The mountains on both sides of the strait
According to Helen, the giant sword-holding statue was a relic from the ancient war between gods and demons. Liu Zhensha now vaguely maintained a level of awe for the gods in this world. He looked at the two hand gestures made like the statue of the fascist SS.
, Liu Zhenzhen silently prayed for a miracle in his heart.
After the Strait of Cape Naron passed, the Andean trade winds became clearer and stronger, and the Aegean continent was in sight. A thin coastline could be vaguely seen in the distant horizon, but Helen was getting worse day by day, and the frost and snow were gradually falling.
He couldn't drink the frozen snow water, and even Richard couldn't scream.
As night fell, the acid osprey became more and more restless, often flying up and down, and making two clear calls from time to time.
Liu was shocked and his heart tightened.
"Helen..." Liu Zhenhan brought another clam pot of snow water, trying in vain to give the little fox a sip.
Helen reluctantly opened her eyes, and there was a strange look in her eyes. Looking at the snow water in the clam pot, Helen shook her head with difficulty.
Liu Zhencheng endured the sadness and raised his face. The snowy water in the clam pot quietly rippled in circles, as if raindrops were falling.
"Richard..." Helen shouted out Liu Zhenhan's name as if she had exhausted all her strength. Her voice was hoarse and dry, as if her body was dehydrated.
"Drink your water first!" Liu Zhanchen wiped the corners of his eyes, picked up the clam pot, and slowly poured snow water onto Helen's dry, curly lips. The gold-like snow water slipped silently from the corners of Helen's mouth.
Get on the bamboo raft.
"Sing me... a song... Richard... I can't talk... for too long..." Helen stared at Liu Zhensha weakly and affectionately.
A strange look added a touch of rosiness to Helen's pale face. Her eyes were flowing like sparkling sea water, as if she had returned to the day when she and Liu Zhencheng had just met; the bright red curls were like beating
The burning flame of youth was tied to Liu Zhencheng's blood-soaked sock strip, and the "red-headed rope" was floating gently in the wind, as if it was about to disappear.
The night wind is hunting, the pearls are flowing, and the waves are like cast stones.
Liu Zhenshao looked at Helen who was looking back, and an indescribable sadness and anger filled his entire chest. He looked at the vast sea water and the vast starry sky, and recalled every moment he spent with Helen, and couldn't help feeling sad.
"Wolf Moon...
The beauty is haggard...
I raised my glass and drank up the wind and snow...
Who overturned the past life cabinet...
Making trouble...
Yuan Zi Jue...
Several reincarnations...
You frown...
Crying beauty can't bring you back...
Even though the history of history has turned into ashes...
My love never dies...
Prosperity is like three thousand east flowing water...
I only take a scoop of love to understand...
I only love the butterfly you incarnate...
Your hair is like blood...
What a poignant farewell...
Who has been touched by my burning incense...
Invite the bright moon...
Let the memories be bright...
Love is perfect under the moonlight...
Your hair is like blood...
Tears flowed...
Who am I waiting for when I grow old...
The drunken years of the mortal world...
I will carve a monument of eternal love for you without regrets..."
Liu Zhenzhen deeply understood the money. When the song ended, the singing and the sound of water became more and more distant and pure. Even the restless acid osprey stopped restlessly and obediently combed its feathers. Guoguo's eyes widened even more.
His eyes were fixed on Liu Zhencheng without blinking for a moment.
Helen was attracted by the song, which was full of sadness and affection. She was as beautiful as water, and stared at Liu Zhenzhen with her deep blue eyes, which were full of reluctance and nostalgia.
To love, to life, to the man I love.
The last note of the song was still floating on the sea in harmony with the sound of water. Helen's body was penetrated by a golden light shining with wavy patterns. The golden wavy lines wandered around the bamboo raft, passing through it.
It passed through the chests of Acid Osprey and Guo Guo, and finally plunged into Liu Zhenzhen's chest. Under the soft halo of the night pearl, the two people clinging to each other seemed to be surrounded by golden vines.
I don’t know how long it took, but Helen opened her eyes and asked quietly: "Richard! What kind of song is that?"
"'Hair Like Blood'! Your red hair is like blood, leaving an indelible imprint on the deepest part of my memory." Liu Zhenzhen felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Did you create it yourself?" Helen said, "My Richard is indeed a born soul singer! Even a human bard cannot compose such a beautiful song."
"Stop talking!" Liu Zhenzhen hugged Helen tightly, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
"War God Campas!" Helen let out a long breath and said, "Time will always record your generosity!"
"Helen..." Liu was shocked and felt like a knife was twisting his heart.
"Richard, maybe you can't believe it!" Helen raised her arm with difficulty and supported Liu Zhenzhen's big face: "The song you just sang actually has the effect of a "spiritual chain war song"."
Liu was shocked and raised his head.
No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that the "Psychic Chain War Hymn" is a secret war song that can only be learned by the altar war priest who has advanced to the scepter priest. This war song can turn the lives of up to four warriors into mutually distributed resources, and everyone can
They all distribute the damage evenly. Even if they suffer the most severe overweight damage and the spiritual chain collapses, they can still leave the last vestige of life for the four warriors who are assigned war songs and will not die on the spot.
Among the Behemoth Altar Sacrifice, the Scepter Sacrifice is already a high-level sacrifice close to the top of the Pyramid. In addition to the four Vian great shamans and the twelve chief priests of the high priest group and the red-robed high priest, the Scepter Sacrifice
It can be said to be the highest symbol in the Behemoth God of War Temple. Each scepter priest generally has a noble title, and their status in Behemoth is like an outstanding magician among humans.
"Heart Chain War Hymn" is already a very high-level war song. According to Helen's current singing ability, even if she learned and mastered it proficiently, she still can't use it, let alone Liu who is still a priest apprentice and has been cursed by Warcraft. Liu was shocked.
.
This kind of war song is basically useless when a large army is fighting, but when used at a critical moment, it can definitely save the life of a person who is very important to him. His Majesty the King of Behemoth Kingdom will never lack a scepter sacrifice by his side.
accompany.
Among every hundred sacrifices, every twenty years, the number of sacrifices like Helen that can produce natural evolution is definitely no more than two. In the thousands of years of Behemoth Orc sacrifice code, there are no high-level natural evolutions.
An example of a war song. Liu Zhenzhen’s current level is at best his soul.
The singer was only one level higher than the worst Wind Whispering Priest. He was just starting out. He finally summoned a demon pet. Not only did he die, but before he died, he created the "Blood Sacrifice Curse" that was rare in a thousand years.
", which reduced the effectiveness of the war song he knew only to 20%.
That's all. Unexpectedly, he was actually stimulated by Helen's dying life. He wrote and sang a song called "Hair Like Blood". This song was written in the common language of Behemoth, mixed with a deep feeling like water.
The sadness and an inexplicable sorrow make people feel sad.
Every war song of the Behemoth Sacrifice has its own unique seriousness. Even if you are not a genius like a natural soul singer, singing a wrong syllable will make the war song lose its effect. Not to mention that this song does not use the music score in the Temple of the God of War.
"Bloody Blood", completely overthrowing Behemoth's war song, can sing the effect of the war song. Based on this alone, Liu Zhenshai simply didn't believe it when he told it.
It’s not that Liu Zhencheng didn’t know it. Take the “Psychic War Song” that he is best at as an example. Even if one of the lyrics is changed, the whole song will immediately become ordinary, without any bonus effect of the war song. According to reports
The little fox said that fortunately there is no backlash in Bimeng's war song. If a human magician mispronounces the summoning syllable of a magic word, it is very likely to cause a magical backlash and cost him his life.
So as soon as Helen said these words, Liu Zhenshao was dumbfounded.
He had never seen what the "War Hymn of the Soul Chain" looked like. When the golden light passed through Helen and his body just now, due to excessive sadness, Liu Zhencheng did not have time to think carefully about what it was. Now listen to
When Helen said this, she realized that it was actually her own miracle of war song.
"Psychic chain?" Liu Zhenzhen obviously felt that his body was starting to feel a little heavy and his spirit was starting to feel a little slack. It was probably due to the life connection with Helen.
"An unimaginable miracle!" Helen exclaimed. Although she still looked a little weak, it could be seen that after Liu's shocking Warcraft-like physical strength was instilled into her body through the "spiritual chain", she had completely recovered from her dying state.
Walked out.
"While passing by Cape Nailun, I looked at the majestic giant elephants carved from the cliffs on both sides. I swore at that time that as long as any god could make my Helen recover, I would believe in him for the rest of my life!" Liu Zhencheng was overjoyed.
Forbidden said: "Now I am the loyal servant of Boss Campas!"
"Your Majesty, God of War~~~~!" Helen exclaimed: "You, a born soul singer, how can you still have doubts about the teachings of the God of War?"
"Helen..." Liu Zhenchen thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "In this world, have any of you seen God with your own eyes?"
Before Helen could answer, Liu Zhensha laughed again, interrupted Helen, and said there was no need to answer.
A pig-headed tribe of idiots? A natural soul singer? A priest who was cursed by a demon pet and his war song failed? He found a new way to create another Behemoth war song? The strongest strongman among the weak priests in history.
?
Liu Zhensha himself was also confused by his dazzling identities.
His surprise could not cover up Helen's ecstasy at saving her life. Liu Zhencheng no longer had time to think about other things and hugged Helen tightly.
There was a tinkling and melodious harp sound on the sea, and a woman's singing voice sounded like the sound of nature. Sometimes it was fresh and sweet, sometimes it was high-pitched and shocking. Sometimes it was a high-end and invincible sense of air, and sometimes it was the boundless sea.
The confusion like a mirage, the breathtaking voice, sometimes subtle, sometimes soft, sometimes frivolous, sometimes elegant, condensed the infinite emotions into the songs within a small space, tightly gripping Liu's shocked mind.
The ground grabbed hold.
If Helen's war song is one of purity and piety, this song, which has no lyrics and is like a whisper, is full of enchantment.
The bamboo raft, surrounded by the soft halo of luminous pearls, quietly floated forward along the water. Not far away, there was a sudden black protrusion, which seemed to be a reef. The charming singing also came from that group of trees wrapped in thick fog.
on the reef.
Helen stood up tremblingly, holding on to her sick body, with a solemn expression.
The fog on the reef was dispelled by the soft halo of the luminous pearls on the bamboo raft. On the black reef, there was a girl with a beautiful face sitting, with a crystal clear crown on her head. Under the light of the luminous pearls, she looked like a girl.
The crystal crown sparkles with gorgeous reflections.
Below the girl's waist is a huge fish tail, which is the same color as her wet hair, a beautiful and dizzying golden color.
Her skin is like the purest milk, her lips are as moving as rose petals, her eyes are as deep and blue as the sea water, and her bare chest is covered by two bunches of golden hair hanging down, which is both illusory and mysterious, and ambiguously beautiful, giving her
The space for human imagination is unlimited.
"Richard, it seems that we are really unlucky." Helen smiled sadly at Liu Zhensha, "We met the royal mermaid of the Siya Empire in Shanghai."
Liu's shocked pupils narrowed. Mermaids! The royal family of the sea! The humans in the sea who hate land creatures the most! The legendary overlord of the sea who likes to use fresh humans as food! The terrifying natural water magician!
The mermaid gently played with the crystal harp in her hand, and the murmuring syllables flowed from her mouth into moving sounds of nature. Her eyes never paid even a single glance to the bamboo raft.
Liu Zhencheng silently picked up a bamboo pole on the bamboo raft. The top of the bamboo pole was cut into a sharp spear shape, and there were still black blood stains on it. It was a souvenir left by a tiger-head shark.
Liu Zhenzhen didn't mind if the pennie in his palm was stained with the blood of several more humans in the sea.
The wind picked up, and Liu Zhencheng vigorously brushed his long hair that was fluttering in the wind.
Helen's eyes could not hide the surprise. Richard, who usually laughed and laughed, had completely transformed into another person.
His sharp eyes are like the sharp long arrow that the elf marksman pierced the sky of history in the ancient war between gods and demons.
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Haha~~~ Some brothers guessed that it was drinking blood to save Helen~ Haha~ What a good idea!~~ My writing is not good~ It’s not as good as the Orc Empire~ I’ll try to speak more concisely in the future~~ Songs about Jet~~ I’ve used it before~ I’m familiar with it
All my brothers know~~the part where the cat ears are pierced to play the erhu~~
Comrade, the author of "Dragon..." who caused trouble in the book review area, please forgive me for saying it directly. Although you have the courage of a writer, you lack the determination and perseverance of a writer to endure loneliness. Don't think that you seem to be a master and report you. I am.
His vest, if you think so, you are a villain.
All I have is Piao Tian Literature, a group of book-loving brothers that I have met before and those I have just met. Of course, there are also readers from Tianya, such as Huan Meng and Xiao Zheng, who I met in Liao Wumo’s big book.
, everyone is strong and strong, and their blood is still cold.
You swiped 200 votes that day. If I give you another chance to swipe votes, you can't beat me because I have 580 votes.
Only two of the votes were my own.
I would like to recommend the new books of the two brothers:
Xun Fangke is the author of "Desire Life: Back to 2008", and Pseudo Fan is the author of "Rogue Football Manager".