Arad's crooked savior

Held took the first step, saying that she would sort out the ancient design drawings, and then everyone would meet at the Eldin Memorial Hall, but the real situation was to avoid further questioning by them. She didn't want to mention the Holy Book of Genesis at all now.

Being able to look at the waves downstream of the long river of time and see the future, she can't tell whether it is good or bad. It may be purely psychological. She is instinctively avoiding this.

Xiaoyu never divined details about the future, only predicting good and bad luck, but Luke used the royal secrets to see his own future. He was hunched, confused, weak and weak, like a dying old man.

How could the majestic Lord of Hebron end up in such a miserable and tragic end!

Luke was unwilling to be doomed, and developed a will to resist. He created Curtullo Manus in Sylvester Square, the world of light, and gave it the characteristics of three eyes and four arms, intending to blind the future with a mechanical giant. , to die on his behalf.

However, the royal family's prophecy still came true, and he lost his light in the demon world and almost suffered from hatred.

As a firm believer in the prophecies of the stone tablet and the initiator of many conspiracies, Held himself is contradicting all prophecies about himself.

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"I haven't been to the Eldin Memorial Hall either. I don't have detailed energy coordinates, so I can only locate it in a general direction."

Ye Lin waved his hand to construct a void passage. The entrance cracked on both sides, and the edges were sharp and broken like jagged teeth. A mysterious howling sound came from it. The other side seemed to be a lush forest, quite unquiet, with ferocious beasts walking through it.

"So, why don't you hold my hand so that you don't know where I will be transported."

Facing Ye Lin's maliciously raised hand, Yimi Wu and the others stepped back one after another. Their pretty faces were full of disgust and fear. It seemed that it was a devil's claw. If you hold it, you will become unclean. .

Besides, just now you smashed the link channel with your bare hands and changed the virus planet. Now it is just a small cross-border channel, which can be described as a transfer phenomenon.

You Xia usually doesn't like to talk, but he is very clever and clever. He silently grabbed the curator's wrist and was very affectionate.

"That's right, it's right here. There is a forest generated by magic near the Eldin Memorial Hall. I often go there." Iqi's eyes lit up. She was very familiar with the environment here. Whenever it rained, there would be a forest there. The frog will chirp very happily.

"Let's meet up later. I'll go back and take a look." Smila slowly turned the ring of dominance on Hao's wrist. She had a secret magic mark in the second agreed territory and could reverse summon at any time.

The Eldin Memorial Hall is in the Harlem area, and it won't take her long to get there from the second agreed territory.

And Smila was also curious about where Monica, who had caused such a big trouble, went.

Without the selfless actions of Ye Lin and his team, relying solely on her, Niwu, and the elf messenger Katie who lost the fourth apostle, it would be impossible to defeat Di Ruiji who was fused with Brilliant Biana.

Although the fusion of Di Ruigi's consciousness is not Monica's responsibility, after all, she dug up Radiant Bayana and carried out a series of recharges.

As for the other transcendent, Rez, she is a fisherman and likes to go out. After showing her face in Arad, she ran off to who knows where.

Before leaving, Smila glanced at Youxia, who immediately put on a cold and stubborn face.

Smila admitted that after the lunar eclipse incident, she did something wrong, her heart was too cold, and she used the owners of the power of "eclipse" at will, treating them as tools.

Since Youxia is living well and has no plans to return to the second promise, let her do as she likes.

Everyone else went to the Eldin Memorial Hall, including Bibi, Yimiwu and Xiao Su. They were separated by a clear distance from Ye Lin, and their fair and pretty faces looked nervous at the moment, as if they were guarding against wolves.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Ye Lin subconsciously touched his cheeks and clothes. There was nothing unsightly about them, they were all normal.

"Oh, I know." He smiled knowingly and began to show shameless narcissism, "Is it because I was so handsome just now that you admired me so much that you didn't dare to get close to me?"

Xiao Su's pretty face immediately stiffened slightly, and she slowly clenched her fists, wanting to hit someone.

While maintaining a safe distance, Bibi was concerned about his physical safety and asked: "Um, are your hands okay?"

Oh my God!

Di Ruigi, the black plague apostle who is famous in the demon world, can create a restricted area just by sleeping on his stomach. According to legend, it has the terrifying power to turn every cell into dust.

The black aura that spreads out can even rot the soil under your feet.

Bibi still remembers that the Conqueror, who was keen on challenging the strong, said that he was slightly better in the duel with Di Ruiji. After cutting off the opponent's body once, he immediately changed the weapon that accompanied him all the way and used the magic pattern again. Stone built new.

No one has ever been able to force a conqueror to give up his sword before, and in a sense, Dirich was the first.

However, Ye Lin actually used his palm to scratch Di Ruiji's eyes just now. Wasn't he afraid that the flesh and blood in his palm would rot and the bones would be corroded completely?

It's not that they underestimate Ye Lin or have any contempt for Ye Lin, but that they have grown up in the demon world and often hear terrifying legends about the apostles, which is a fear engraved deep in their memories.

Sister Katie often mentions that it is fortunate that there are no apostles living in Central Park, so it has a peaceful and peaceful environment.

Even the little witch who lives in a dark house and is a little lawless is not willing to go to the north of Boronx.

"How could it be? I used the secret medicine of the gods to remove Di Ruigi's internal organs before."

Ye Lin showed them his clean hands and his nails were neatly trimmed. Usually, Mailu or the curator would hold his hands and help them trim them, and they would do them accurately every two or three days.

Mainly because their nails are long and they feel uncomfortable.

Bibi smiled sheepishly, hugged the snoring lucky three-tailed cat, left his handkerchief behind, and quickly and evasively got into the space passage.

"Well, you'd better take a shower."

Yimi Wu was the last one, and bravely came closer to look at his palm. Suddenly he lowered his head and sighed, sniffed his nose, and said disgustedly: "It smells really bad, it smells like a rotting puppet tree." ."

Ye Lin held the elastic and smooth face with lightning speed and rubbed it several times, with a wonderful touch comparable to justice.

"Asshole, what are you doing!"

Girls all love beauty, and having no flaws, a beautiful face is one of the signs of a girl's youth. This frightened Yimiwu greatly.

The mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles from the ancient library to the central arena are in dilapidated condition. Some peaks have collapsed, rocks have rolled down, and some towering places have turned into plains.

Imiwu, who was still angry, took out a small mirror and looked at it carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing unusual. Then he opened the zipper from Bad Bunny's back and took out some cosmetics.

"Isn't this rabbit a medium for you to use magic?" Ye Lin was slightly surprised, why is it a small bag?

"Who said media can't hold things? Wanzi's big hat is still a space prop, and Youxia's magic book is similar." Yimi Wu touched up her makeup, moisturized and powdered her hair on the spot, and her headdress was also messed up. He asked casually: "What is your ability to collapse matter? It sounds so cool."

To put it nicely, she is a little witch in a secret house, or to put it bluntly, she is a house girl. How can she be exposed to such a high realm?

"Well, everything from the stars and the universe to the grass, trees, and ants are all made of the most basic elemental matter... Look."

Ye Lin gently snapped his fingers, and a 1,000-meter-long single peak with a tendency to tilt collapsed into ashes in the distance, then regrouped and tilted in another direction.

"Oh awesome, does that mean that you actually have the ability to reconstruct matter, such as creating gold, gems, etc."

"It's okay, but I've never done this before." Ye Lin shrugged and explained. In fact, this is the same as fishing.

You can buy big fish at the wet market for a little money, and there are many kinds and weights for you to choose from.

But why are there still fishermen... For example, Feng Ying is a good fisher and loves fishing. Even if she hooks a small fish half a foot long, she will be excited for a while.

The main thing is the fun of this windfall, which is extra psychological satisfaction.

"All material things?" Yimiwu finished her make-up, and now she has big eyes that are more beautiful than rubies. The eyelashes are long and curved, and the eyeliner is also very beautiful. They are mainly pure and charming.

"Well, all matter." Ye Lin snapped his fingers again, and the broken and collapsed mountains recovered. The smoke of the war dissipated in an instant. In just half a minute, most of the matter returned to its original state.

Then the rotten and barren soil regained its vitality. Lovely green buds sprouted, quickly grew and sprouted, and then roses bloomed all over the mountains and fields.

A gust of wind blew by, and countless petals formed a whirlwind, flying around the two of them. Each piece was elegant, the fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating, and it was magnificent.

"Wow, it's so beautiful! Xiao Su and Bibi missed it." Yimi Wu quickly put down her eyebrow pencil, her little face was intoxicated. The hundred-mile flower scene was gorgeous and colorful. This was a beautiful scenery that could not be seen in the Arad continent.

A pure white rose flower appeared in Ye Lin's hand, and he presented it to Yimi Wu and said, "The hundred-mile flower scene is not as good as the one I love most."

Taking the rose generously, Yimiwu sniffed it gently before saying, "Actually, I prefer purple roses or black roses. The temperament of white roses is too pure and not suitable for me."

"Tsk, you really have a lot to ask for." Ye Lin poked her forehead under her bangs, indicating that if she was satisfied with reading, she could go to the ancient library.

"Well, um..." Yimi Wu smiled brightly, and her big eyes, which had just been made up, were bright and shining, and said: "Don't you have anything to say? I am in a good mood, maybe I will think about it."

"marry me!"

"No." Yimiwu immediately refused, holding Bad Bad Bunny in his arms, rejecting with disgust: "I hate it, I haven't enjoyed enough of the infinite beauty of a girl's youth, so I don't want to turn from a little witch into a married witch."

"Regarding the impression of youth and youth, you often cannot have both at the same time. Only when you suddenly see fallen leaves falling, or experience the fireworks of the world, can you suddenly think of the passing of youth." Yimi Wu said the truth, raised his hand and patted it. His shoulders, metaphorically:

"If Xiao Su becomes as plump and graceful as Sister Siatt in the future, will you still be greedy for her white silk stockings?"

"Yes." Ye Lin nodded heavily.

"Damn it!" Yimi Wu couldn't help but darken his face and bared his teeth, "I just gave you an example, and you took advantage of the situation to covet another beautiful girl, Sugar Cane!"

Ye Lin accurately held the slender snow-like wrist of the little witch. She wore shiny golden manicure patches on her nails. She held her slender and graceful waist with her other hand and turned it around a few times in a romantic manner.

Yimiwu has a petite figure and a brilliant skirt. She looks like a flower elf born from a hundred miles of roses. Her pretty face, carefully made up, is pure and tinged with a hint of eccentric cunning.