Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 812 Sacrifice yourself and fight for time

Nangong is a step by step on the top of the earth. In the world of Nirvana, he is also a high-ranking mysterious man at his age.

However, his ability to face five bodies is nothing to do.

And let him support this long time, relying on the long sword in his hand.

The long sword should be a weapon above the supreme level, and it is stained with a spell.

When the sword is swept over the corpse, the corpses will subconsciously avoid the attack of the long sword.

When the long sword was drawn to the black robe of one of the corpses, the black robe was smashed with a blue smoke, revealing a half of the bone under the black robe.

However, the strength of one person, when resisting five corpses, even if there is a long sword to protect the body, it is inevitable that the body will be injured.

After the last mercenary crossed the fire, he just breathed a sigh of relief and his arm was scratched by the bone of one of the corpses.

Nangong's action is quick, holding back the pain of the arm being corroded, and lifting the sword straight away!

工具 傀 quickly recovered the bones.

The corroded arm brought the fragrance of human blood.

The other four corpses screamed at the mad corpse, and the red light of the bloodthirsty faintly disappeared under the black robe.

Flocked, the Qinan’s south-facing palace rushed over –

Nangong’s heart was sinking, and he looked at his **** arm and faintly saw his own bone.

The cold yin, the wound from the arm, spreads in the body.

The corpse approached, and Nangong was eager to lift the sword and force them to retreat. But the coldness of the cold made him cold and the fingers holding the sword were stiff.

Rao is how hard he can't move his arm.

The more intense the chilly anger, the face hit.

Nangong closed his eyes desperately, and it was worth it. Sacrificing him alone can make other brothers survive.

At this moment, suddenly the arm is tight.

Nangong felt that what seemed to be entangled in his body, and when the body was light, the whole person was directly dragged by a force.

"Brother!" Nan Gonglin sounded with a crying voice, ringing at the ear.

Even a pair of cold hands, directly holding his arm, the woman's cold voice came: "Don't touch him, let go."

Nangong opened his eyes in amazement, and he was on a pair of eyes without emotion.

The eyes are dark and bright, like the stars of the sky.

The narrow angle of the eyes reveals the enchanting and evil spirits.

There is a dazzling stream of light flowing around.

The streamer slammed into the heart of Nangong.

I don't know why, my heart is actually unable to restrain myself and jump fast.

Even breathing, it became a bit stagnation.

"You don't touch my brother! You are a bad woman! You can use this silver wire to pull my brother over. I have to wait until he is injured and is about to die. I will take him over! You want to kill my brother!"

Nangong Lin cried and hugged the waist of Nangong, with tears in her eyes, staring at the corroded wound in his arm, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

It’s not so good to be tempered at night.

At this juncture, she was allowed to make her own little temper.

The night fell directly to the shoulder of Nan Gonglin, and she quickly picked up her body and threw it in the direction of Fengjing in the night.

"If I have brought your brother over, your brother will use his own life to fight for the time to escape from time."

The night was clear and the mouth was cold, and the light of the swarf was swept over the side of the side, and the mercenaries who had the lingering sorrows of the gods, the corners of the mouth swelled coldly.

If it is not the behavior of the South Palace, she admire, the night will not be saved.

(End of this chapter)