The beauty of fast wearing

The long night was long, and the entire king was silent.

Xia Zhihua's fingertips trembled slightly, his voice was hoarse, and his expression was a bit terrified, "What are you... What are you talking about... What do you mean?" Niall looked at him silently, The original iris-like pupils now faintly ooze blood.

It is obviously a completely different face, but at this moment, he overlaps with the crazy Vincent strangely.

The young man pushed him, crying in his voice, "No...it's impossible...it won't be..."

"Why is it impossible?" Niall tilted his head, in order to confuse his perspective, he deliberately said in a cold tone familiar to the man in his dream: "You can be reborn, why can't I?"

{Because I have a system! }Xia Zhihua opened her mouth and almost blurted out this sentence, an unknown taboo squeezed him, making him unable to speak out.

The silver-haired pope waited for a long time, but did not wait for his explanation.

"Forget it." Niall shrugged, his hand stroked the young man's soft black hair, pretending to be indifferent: "I'll just go to your memory and you can go and see."

No!

No!

No!

Xia Zhihua didn't want to recall those painful and embarrassing memories anymore.

The courage came from nowhere, and the battle energy in his body was running rapidly. All the power was continuously compressed and condensed, and finally gathered in the palm of his hand. Niall, who was dazzled by anger, did not notice his abnormality.

"Everything about you..." He rested his index finger on the young man's scalp, "...I want to know everything."

Right now!

Xia Zhihua took aim at the right time, and slapped the silver-haired man's chest with a thick fighting spirit mixed with demon power.

The unsuspecting Niall was slapped and flew out by him, the wall of the room was smashed by him, the crescent moon cast a hazy light, and his silver hair shone brightly in the moonlight.The supreme pope spit out a mouthful of sweet blood from his mouth.

His blood-red eyes blankly swept across the empty room, that little liar ran away again.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" The swift guards came to the yard step by step. Even pigs could hear such a big movement here, and the leading squad leader cast his eyes on Nani in disbelief. On the stream of blood around Yar's mouth.

In Dawn Continent, Nial is the strongest.

This is everyone's perception.

But now, someone who can hurt His Majesty has unexpectedly appeared. If this kind of news spreads, it will definitely cause shocks in the entire continent.

"I'm fine, you all get back!" His blood-red eyes swept across the crowd, full of hostility.

The frightened guards with trembling legs saluted Nial and then hurriedly retreated.

"What a merciless slap!" The man rubbed his aching chest, and he muttered to himself, "My vigilance... When did it get so bad?" He smiled wryly as he said it.

That person is the one I put on my heart!How could I guard against him.

"Whether it was before or now... you still... still don't belong to me?" Niall looked up into the depths of the darkness, the corner of his mouth was bitter.

He suddenly felt very tired, not physically, but from the depths of his soul, which made him unable to even use the strength to track down the young man.

Xia Zhihua, who escaped from the capital, is also suffering at the moment.

After howling inhumanely at the system in his mind, he said sadly, "What's going on? What's going on? Why is Niall Vincent? Why? No wonder the initial blackening value is There are three stars, aren't you trying to kill me?"

After checking the data, the system said affirmatively, "No, Niall and Vincent are obviously two different soul bodies."

"Hehe!" Xia Zhihua sneered, "After what happened just now, do you think I will believe it?"

"Damn it, what's the benefit of me lying to you?" The suspected system was angry, "Look at the bottom of the strategy panel for yourself, the admiration values ​​of Vincent and Nial are two groups of tasks, okay?"

"Bottom?" Xia Zhihua brought up the system face, looked at the very, very small button at the bottom, and clicked it curiously, and saw Vincent's head portrait carrying five black borderless hearts faintly appeared before his eyes.

"Did you see it?" The system was triumphant.

"Speaking of which..." Xia Zhihua stared at the row of small black letters at the end of Vincent's profile, "What does it mean to ask the host to continue to work hard if you haven't completed the strategy?"

Oh!Dew fell.

The system shifted the subject with a guilty conscience, "It's not important, the important thing is that Niall is definitely not Vincent's rebirth."

"Oh! It's okay." After Xia Zhihua pulled a big smile, she asked gently: "Come on, let's discuss why please continue to work hard?"

After a while, the system replied faintly: "It means literally!"

"Damn it!" Xia Zhihua was furious, "You mean I'm going to attack Vincent?"

"Obviously." The broken 748 sighed, "Huahua, you're finally smart again."

"My original body is so flying that not even a scum is gone."

The system said casually in a tone like we were eating grilled fish tonight: "It's broken, then let's change it."

Xia Zhihua was about to cry, "Dad! Vincent's blackening value is already five stars, and I will be beaten to death by him, blah blah."

The system thought for a while and replied: "It seems that Niall's blackening value is lower."

Xia Zhihua, "..." He looked at Niall's five black stars that exuded faint resentment on the panel, but he was speechless.

"And...you just injured Niall and ran away." The system made up the knife.

Summer Flower, "..."

"Youth, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard." The system made a final summary.

Xia Zhihua just wants to crush the system to death.

During the day, the royal capital was very lively, with tall golden crows hanging above the head, and Xia Zhihua sneaked in after some disguises.

He was imprisoned by Niall for a long time, and the situation outside was that his eyes were smeared. Now, in order to understand the current situation, the young man wore a big black cloak and sneaked into a cheap tavern.

The proprietress of the tavern is a woman who still has charm. When she saw Xia Zhihua, she laughed twice, and hinted in a provocative tone: "My little brother is so handsome, I wonder if you are interested in me?" Go inside and have a drink."

Xia Zhihua, who had smeared herself black with dust, looked dazed, so they could also see how handsome she was?

But he doesn't know that the so-called beauty is no longer skin, he has been wandering in various worlds these years, whether it is the interstellar or the haunted house... Xia Zhihua, who has experienced so many things, is no longer the faceless Wu Xia Amon, coupled with the Qi training method he practiced, added a bit of ethereal temperament to him.

Not to say that he is particularly outstanding, but he is definitely the most conspicuous among a group of big bastards who can only drink and talk dirty.

"No need." Xia Zhihua rejected the woman's invitation in embarrassment. He lowered his eyes and whispered: "Bring me a glass of rice wine."

After staring at him for a few seconds, the proprietress silently bought him a glass of fresh milk from the counter, "I think you are more suitable for this." The woman of the carnivorous department said with a little regret: "I really don't Want to send it? I like you very much, so I can give you a free order!"

Xia Zhihua shivered and took the milk away from the proprietress, "I really don't need it."

"Hmph! Am I so scary? Smelly brat." The woman stretched out her half-exposed breasts, curled her lips and went to tease another man.

Xia Zhihua was thin and thin, he squeezed into a corner, silently listening to a group of men playing nb and talking.

"Hey! Do you know? I heard that Duke Feather has made a breakthrough and has become a Juggernaut. My God, I don't know who is stronger, he or His Majesty the Pope?" A fat man gulped down a glass of rice wine.

"Of course it's His Majesty the Pope." A young woman sitting on the table next to him said, "His Majesty the Pope has been a Saint of Law for decades, how can it be compared to Feiser who has just become a Sword Saint."

"Hey! I don't think you're right." Another man answered, "Mages must chant spells to attack, and swordsmen only need to roll up their sleeves to attack. As long as His Royal Highness Feiser moves fast enough, he can definitely attack in one fell swoop." Take His Majesty the Pope."

"Hehe! Are all the Knights of His Majesty the Pope dead?" The woman sneered, "I'm afraid Duke Feiser's magic will blow him to death before he gets close."

The man was also a little angry, "Why are you so unreasonable, woman, we are clearly talking about His Majesty the Pope and Duke Feiser, what does it have to do with the Knights?"

"Of course, the Knights were born for His Majesty, and they are naturally one with His Majesty."

"How can you be so fallacious?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, the man who spoke at the beginning hurriedly came out to talk to Mui, "Stop arguing, listen to me, me! I have a shocking news."

"What's the matter?" His mysterious expression caught the attention of the two of them, and they asked in unison.

"I have a brother's elder brother who is on duty in the Jiaoyan's guard." The man lowered his voice, "I heard what my brother said! Last night, when they heard movement in the courtyard where the Pope lived, they hurried I rushed over, and you guys know what happened?"

"I don't know, don't hold your breath! Tell me quickly."

"I heard! The pope was injured and vomited blood. It's quite serious."

Not far from them, Xia Zhihua and a man in black turned their heads at the same time, and set their eyes on the speaker.