Arad's crooked savior

"The moment you touch me, your soul will enter the most original world!"

After calming down her restless mind, Shilok slowly raised her arm. Because of her relatively large body, when her arm was slightly lowered, it was as if the Virgin was giving mercy to the pious.

"Um."

Ye Lin nodded in response, clapped his hands in front of him, and a bright golden barrier appeared, covering the two people's bodies to prevent accidents.

Because if Sirocco's evil thoughts persist, he secretly tries to do something, such as destroying his body and annihilating it on the second level.

Then, he could only pray that Alice would give him a big body.

When the soul enters a deeper world, the body will naturally become like a puppet and cannot move. He will become like this, and so will Shilok.

Then, Ye Lin stepped violently under his feet, rushed like an arrow from a string, and threw himself into Lavisi's arms. In that ten thousandth of a second, their souls came into contact.

Bang~

Lavisi lay back due to inertia, because she was twice as big. Ye Lin, who was lying silently on her chest, became like a child.

It's equal to the level he held little Siatt.

Even if it is scaled down, Ravisi's plump justice is definitely on the same level as the curator and Siatt, and when the body is twice as big, it is like a big watermelon divided into two halves and then turned upside down. Here it is.

The most important thing is that it does not appear loose because it is too big, like mud that has been dispersed by age. Instead, it is full, shiny and elastic.

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The moment when the most original spiritual world merges, it is like opening up a channel for communication between two lakes that originally did not interfere with each other.

Sirok captured a small part of his memories and secrets, but he also experienced the unique and precious experience of Sirok from birth to "death".

"I/Shirok" is a small seed.

There is endless darkness between the planets. Staring at these dark and glowing "stones" is the only thing that can be done every day.

The concept of time has become blurred, and in the groggy state, occasionally light flashes through the darkness, and a very brief light shines, which may represent the death of a planet.

There is no reason to deliberately go anywhere, no reason to stay anywhere, let alone care about anything.

Eternal than a planet, lonelier than a comet.

But the instinct of a seed still makes me yearn for something, longing to drink longing, longing to embrace the rolling heat.

Countless "seeds" tried to embrace the planet, which was surrounded by boiling energy. The energy hidden within the planet awakened the most urgent hunger and instinct.

But the scorching breath of the planet and the cruelty of the vortex energy in the sky are like shredding paper, turning them into things that will die without sprouting.

Only "he/Shirlock" is waiting. In the long blank hunger, her existence is almost erased, like a stone with edges and corners that can be seen everywhere. It really exists, but it seems to have no meaning.

When the planet appeared in sight, she tore up the sky with an absolutely domineering attitude. When the universe noticed this "darkness", she was already lying in the scorching Zhuyalopa!

The seed named "Shirock" took root and was born. Before that, she experienced a long and lonely drift and wandering, carefully hiding herself.

Because the great will and the many gods in the depths of the universe seem to be looking for something.

…

When he obtained the Wuxuan of Taichu, that seed gave him an unparalleled "rebirth", a joy of life blooming, and an intense emotion full of gratitude and joy.

But what he felt from Shilok was only endless loneliness and indifference, as well as a strong will to take root, a desperate desire to take root!

Although Huasem, the Queen of Waves, has not yet been found, she can understand the spiritual world of Shilok and her unique plant life experience.

As a result, his affinity for Wuxuan has taken a big step forward.

On the other side, Sirok, who had obtained part of his memory, had been completely shocked beyond measure. Even the ultimate life form was feeling shocking emotions at this moment.

She saw the shocking battle on the foreign island, the battle between the apostles, the monarchs of light and darkness, and the blazing conquerors. It turned out that Held had a hidden substitute. He was truly a hypocritical guy.

She saw the vast starry sky and thousands of prosperous and colorful worlds. However, the realm of nothingness and the cosmic tycoon at the intersection of dimensions occupied and destroyed one world after another with completely unreasonable and pure acts of aggression.

Stars are annihilated and all living beings are in ruins. They are the pinnacle of the "dimension"!

It turned out that what Ye Lin said about hurting Held was true.

It might be true to find a new energy star for her.

These are words of confidence and confidence.

He did not tempt himself with a little delicious bait like that woman whose whole body was covered with hypocrisy.

At least in terms of terms, he was sincere and not a blank check.

Of course, she saw far more than these things from the corner of her memory.

The peach blossoms bloomed in crimson, and the memories of transferring to various knights came to mind with an unstoppable force. Just like copies, Shilok also vaguely had these memories.

As a result, she instantly changed from a very simple flower that only knew how to draw energy and satisfy desires, to a master of various yoga gymnastics.

"Why are you thinking so much about meat and meat..."

Sirocco gritted his teeth and became furious. What kind of nonsense is this? His mind was filled with Natsu.

But now is not the time to care about those things. She will be forced to passively play herself in the nightmares reflected in the spiritual world.

For example, during the battle of the fallen eleven years ago, she would subconsciously think that she was still the apostle who was discovered and suppressed by humans.

At that time, she also longed for someone to help her.

First nightmare!

Looking at the five familiar faces in front of him, Ye Lin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Her Majesty the Queen is really very petty and vindictive.

The taciturn giant sword Aganzuo, the bold and fiery blunt weapon Buwanga, the careless sword Xilan, and, at least at this time, the mind is relatively pure, and the short sword Ba comes for meritorious service and Emily. kindness.

Finally, Luxi, the berserker who had been a bandit, turned out to be the original five members of the Screaming Cave!

In a dark, damp and cold cave, four people plus a dark elf, all of them breathing rapidly and injured, were anxiously discussing something.

The Purple Mist Group has been completely wiped out, and the situation is in dire straits. They are in trouble!

Luxi intentionally or unintentionally brushed his ghost-bound chains, and looked at Aganzuo with eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Ye Lin still has an impression of this sad scene. Back then, he and Mavis traveled against the long river of time, hiding in the corner of the Wailing Cave, waiting for an opportunity to steal Luxi's soul.

Then it is obvious what will happen next. After Luxi goes berserk, he hits Sirocco's core with a knife. This lingering fatal blow is naturally one of the queen's nightmares.

"I didn't expect that back then I helped Aganzuo take away the soul, and today I have to side with Shilok again to protect her life."

The war began, and as expected, the Four Sword Saints were suppressed by Sirocco, and they retreated steadily, showing the appearance of a tragic defeat.

Shilok, who was shapeless and twisted, roaring in the void, taunted these humans wantonly, but he also knew that he was in danger like a candle in the wind.

The glorious queen of Zhuyalopa will die in a small, pitiful cave on another planet.

Although her face was ferocious and roaring, her eyes were full of despair and sadness.

Everyone, she and them, were just used.

At the moment when Luxi was determined to break free from the bonds of ghosts and gods...

"Then, this time, I will be the light in your despair."

A cold sword!

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Xuzu

The dojo was closed again today. The reason was that Xi Lan complained that he had been having nightmares recently, which caused him to feel depressed and unsteady with the knife.

But Xilan's lazy personality of doing nothing but fishing and drying nets for three days is well known, so many people think that he just wants to find an excuse to be lazy, and they have long been accustomed to it.

If you don't sleep well at night, you naturally try to make up for it during the day. When Xi Lan is free, he secretly drinks half a bottle of wine and sleeps soundly.

Nuo Yu also happened to come back today, but she didn't visit Xi Lan specifically, but was thinking about the tea leaves from the tea tree in her yard.

The first batch of new tea picked has been roasted. When I have time, I will send some to Alice and Meiya. They like this.

Just when she saw her master lying on his side and sleeping soundly, she shook her head and was about to gently close the door and leave, but Xilan suddenly murmured, as if she was talking in her sleep:

"Ye Lin, what should I say? I am half your father-in-law. Can you let me drink the daughter's red before I die? Yu'er's daughter's red for more than 20 years, oh, I am so greedy. Find a day Let’s marry Yu’er.”

"Master?!"

Nuo Yu suddenly felt seven parts angry and three parts shy, thinking that Xi Lan was deliberately pretending to be asleep and talking in her sleep to get her position as a popular daughter.

She was raised by Xi Lan since she was a child. Not only is the relationship between her master and her master, but also because they are father and daughter, there is no big problem.

"Boy, are you serious! I thought you were joking!"

Xi Lan opened his eyes and woke up in an instant. He grabbed the sword in the air with his palm and took it in at a very fast speed. His whole body was filled with sword intent, showing a strong alert posture.

"Master??"

"Yu... Nuoyu? Huh?"

He blinked hard, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet. He frowned for a while before he suddenly realized that it was a dream!

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Forget it, nightmare."

Xi Lan casually threw the knife to his side, sat cross-legged, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and said dissatisfied: "I dreamed that my head was cut off by your little lover with a sword, and the wine bowl was right next to my mouth. I won’t even give you a sip of wine, and speaking of Yu’er, your daughter is so red…”

"I still have work, Master, you can do your own business."