Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Watching him leave, "Black King" looked up at the sky.

"It's raining a lot..."

This rain, it seems that it will continue to fall, and no one knows when it will stop.

Maybe this rain will never stop in the hearts of many people.

PS1: Let me mention again, 300 will be broadcast live this afternoon, so hurry up if you want to snipe, the jumping idiot matching mechanism is that four blacks are basically ranked to four blacks, regardless of whether there is a gap in level or not.

The point is, I'm waiting to see his women's clothing.Room No. 134272

PS2: Someone asked about strength again, do you read this book for the story, for pretense, for PS, or for upgrading and fighting monsters?It’s better to watch fantasy novels and online games if you don’t care about how strong it is every day, how rigorous is that level (shrugs)

NO.53: Ghost of Rakshasa

NO.53: Ghost of Rakshasa

(Questioning IQ after questioning strength... (Wangtian

I thought about whether to put it on the top, or forget it, anyway, there is no malice...

Huh~ Too lazy to explain, read on. )

Open your eyes, in front of you is an unfamiliar ceiling.

He straightened his body and slowly sat up on the bed.

There was a tingling feeling all over his body, and the involved nerves trembled. Just the price he paid for the action of straightening his upper body made cold sweat break out on his forehead.

He clenched his fists and let out a breath.

Wiping the sweat that had dripped into his eyes, his vision finally turned from blurry to clear.So, he also saw clearly the blond girl sitting on the chair in front of him with a helpless expression—Yakumo Zi.

"Hey, don't force yourself too much when you just got up. The wounded must have the consciousness of the wounded." Sighing, she got up and put a piece of clothing hanging on the side on him.Judging from the model and style of that dress, I'm afraid it's the one she prepared. The faint fragrance on this dress is a clear proof of this inference.

"...Sorry." Staring into her eyes, he was stunned for a while, but in the end he couldn't find any other more suitable words, so he could only apologize frankly.

Judging by her expression, it was obvious that she was extremely sleepy, but even if she was so sleepy, she still stayed by his bed, which made him unable to say anything else for a while.

Moreover, the opponent is a monster, and the monster's ability to resist fatigue is far superior to that of ordinary people.However, the ability to resist fatigue does not mean that they will not be tired.

"It's okay." Yakumo Zi smiled easily, and sat back on the chair.

"By the way, how long have I been lying here?" This is the question he is most concerned about right now.

"It's been a month since we brought you back from Ping'an Jing." Even though he had expected it earlier, he was silent for a while when he heard the specific time.

For a month, he was in a coma on the bed for a full month, and he recovered for a month with his unimaginable self-healing ability, which shows that the damage Yuan Lufeng caused to him at that time is no longer simply a horror. that's it.

"...Sorry." He could only say again.During this month, how long did Jean Zi take care of him?Even the younger sister can't accept it with peace of mind.

The atmosphere in the whole room became a little awkward, neither of them knew what to say to break the indescribable atmosphere.

After a long time, Yakumo Zi spoke again.

"You think too much, how can we take care of people, it's all about Lan~" Yakumo Zi tried to liven up the atmosphere by pretending to be relaxed.

"Is that so?" Ned Hogg didn't relax.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Yakumo Zi asked again, trying to change the subject.

However, she obviously ignored the hidden wound in his heart.

Yuan Lufeng's indifferent face and the broken samurai sword appeared in front of his eyes...

lost...

Source Lufeng!Only this guy will definitely win back!Completely...destroy him!

I will slowly cut off his minions; I will slowly destroy his organization; I will slowly destroy his city; I will seize his life one day!

"Of course it is..." Sen Leng smiled quietly, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

A creepy aura emanated from his body, and the cold wind made people think of the undead who should have died.

"...Revenge!"

That's right, the existence named Nidhogg should have died. He died on that rainy night. The one who lives here now is an evil ghost who is only obsessed with revenge, at least for now.

"I need to change my identity, don't you think?" he said softly.

"What's your name?" Although he asked with a smile, but looking at him like this, who knows Yakumo Zi's inner feelings.

"... Rakshasa, Rakshasa ghost." The pale ghost noodles covered his face, no longer the fragile props, but the ghost surface formed by the evil of this world.

On the roof, looking at the sky, the "Black King" opened the folding fan in his hand with a whoosh.

"The sky is dead, what should stand? Ping'an Jing, I'm afraid there will be another battle between dragons and tigers." In the same tone as him, "Black King" said softly.

"Yuan Lufeng, there will be a period later."

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Ping Anjing, "Tianxu" Longyuan Pavilion.

Sitting on the cold throne, Yuan Lufeng's face was as pale as paper.

Looking at the three people below, he said for a long time: