The man looks through the window at the sky outside.
"Hey, Duan Ge, do you still know my existence in your heart? I remember that I was just a messenger back then, but since you came, I have joined your team. I still remember how infatuated you were with me back then. I
I also saw that you fell in love with you because of this. Now... where have you been? Where did your promise to me to be together forever go? Duan Ge, wake up..."
Ye Long was indeed very surprised. This person was obviously a man, so how could he fall in love with Duan Ge? Could it be that this ghost alchemist was actually a woman?
What surprised me even more was that I suddenly saw a person vaguely hiding in another petri dish not far from me. It didn't look like the super weapon just now, but it was indeed a person who was eavesdropping.
Talk to this person.
"In other words, he also saw me when I inserted myself into this room just now?"
Ye Long was secretly shocked, this was not good. If someone plotted against him, it would be like capsizing in the gutter. It was not as if this person had no intention of exposing him.
The person outside the court was talking to himself and shedding tears, while behind him he was eavesdropping on this person's words, "Who is it?"
So he picked up a stone and threw it behind him. The people behind him saw that it was not good and quickly dodged.
"It's you, Zhou Yu, come out."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yu said:
"That's what Duan Ge is like. I think back then when I saw Duan Ge, I was an ordinary person, but I couldn't control my powers and always had fires. You, like me, joined the team later. Without them
These people, we only brought them to be ridiculed and despised, and they never thought that we could save the world."
After hearing this, the man sneered, and then retorted to Zhou Yu: "Do you know who Duan Ge is? We agreed to be together but ended up following someone else. Why?"
So she took off the necklace hanging around her neck and reminded Zhou Yu to give the necklace and a piece of paper addressed to Duan Ge to Duan Ge to see if he still remembers me. If he still remembers me, then
Come back and start over, otherwise we will only be able to become comrades-in-arms and have nothing to do with Duan Ge.
After hearing this, Zhou Yu quickly put the necklace and the paper into an envelope, "Okay, it's getting late. It's time to rest. You must know that some guys have evil intentions~" Zhou Yu reminded this person,
His eyes glanced in Ye Long's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and Ye Long suddenly became very nervous.
"Okay, you should go back to Tantai's house quickly, otherwise you will be suspected sooner or later."
"You too, Chonghuang, you have been carrying too many things over the years, you have to learn to let go!"
Ye Long thought in his mind that his guess was indeed correct. This person was the ghost alchemist Chonghuang they just mentioned.
"Okay! Stop talking and leave quickly!"
Chonghuang seemed to have a bad temper, so Zhou Yu could only leave temporarily. Before leaving, he took a look at the place where Ye Long was hiding, and Ye Long was shocked again.
Chonghuang stopped talking, and Ye Long couldn't come out. They were just locked in a stalemate with each other. At this time, a bloody storm was taking place in another place.
Deep in the Shiwan Mountains in the southwest is the lair of the barbarians.
There was a "bang", accompanied by the smell of blood in the air. The Sword of the Dead King that the Barbarian King was holding tightly fell to the ground.
The air suddenly burst, and a bunch of skeletons were scattered on the ground, leaving only a lonely crown. The barbarian soldier holding his left arm struggled for a while, but still did not stand up. The armor of the left arm was stuck to the flesh and blood.
Gradually losing consciousness. The barbarian soldier barely held up the evil dragon shield, clutched the sword of slaughter in his hand, and looked at the ghost sorcerer riding a flaming horse in front of him with the corner of his eye.
"court death!"
The ghost sorcerer, who was holding a war stick that was burning with fire, glanced contemptuously at the bones on the ground and said to the half-kneeling soldiers with his head that was also burning with fire.
Suddenly, a huge body stood up. The barbarian soldiers knew that this was one of their own princes and kings. They wanted to get back the face that belonged to the barbarians. Although they were injured, they walked towards the ghost alchemist with difficulty.
A barbarian king raised his hand and slapped the ghost alchemist, but the ghost alchemist did not dodge. The energy wave from the slap made the surrounding trees and grass tremble.
The energy wave that hit the Ghost Alchemist's body instantly tore the Ghost Alchemist's clothes to pieces, but the Ghost Alchemist kept his mouth shut and had no intention of stepping forward and slashing at the prince king with his knife. The barbarian prince king continued again
After giving out a few slaps, he suddenly raised his hands.
A deep and dark sound spread in the air, "bang bang", and a black shadow suddenly appeared under the ghost alchemist's feet. For a moment, the ghost alchemist was unsteady and half knelt down on one foot but still used the other hand.
Hold on.
The barbarian princes and kings walked arrogantly towards the ghost sorcerer and raised his hands again. This time the ghost sorcerer did not stand firm and knelt on his knees.
The barbarian princes walked in again and prepared to raise their hands to complete the final blow.
"Hmph~", the ghost sorcerer with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth made a terrifying tone, "soul split~!"
Time seemed to have stopped, and the barbarian soldiers rubbed their eyes. They couldn't believe the fact before them. The princes and kings who were dominant a second ago turned into a mass of shadow. The ghost alchemist stood up as if nothing had happened.
He looked at the stunned people coldly.
"Run! Notify the guards!"
The few remaining young soldiers immediately scattered and fled in panic.
"Humph, you ignorant people, your Manchu king is dead, is there any use in notifying the guards?"
The ghost warlock rode his horse and chased and killed the fleeing people while enjoying the pleasure of killing. In less than 5 seconds, there were already a lot of corpses on the ground. The barbarian soldiers were about to help the barbarian king escape, but found themselves
The king is indeed dead.
This ghost sorcerer, who was dressed in bronze armor and even wrapped his horse tightly, didn't pay attention to the barbarian soldier at this moment. Looking at the seriously injured barbarian soldier, he didn't even want to raise his hand to finish him. He was exuding fire.
, he is enjoying this moment. Enjoying the winner's ridicule of the loser, enjoying the strong's ridicule of the weak.
The air seemed to be condensed together. The barbarian soldiers looked at the other motionless bodies that also fell to the ground, and Godson felt bursts of severe pain.
The butcher lay limp on the ground motionless, the usually laughing kings fell heavily to the ground, and the fawn lay crooked on the roadside with the elf still floating on its body.
A drop of hot blood flowed from the stick in the hand of the ghost warlock on horseback in front of him, suddenly bringing the barbarian soldier back to reality. In a last ditch effort, the barbarian soldier desperately threw up his evil dragon shield and threw it at the ghost warlock's face.