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Chapter 345 The Stink of Nobility

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    "How can it be!"

    "This guy actually tore apart the running psychic energy with his bare hands!"

    Su Lin exclaimed.

    Then, the running diversion wormhole was torn apart, forming small vortices, and finally disappeared.

    The diversion wormhole ceased, and the magic stopped functioning.

    What appeared in front of Zhao Guangli was a delicate and cute little face.

    Davya¡¯s face is so small that it can be covered with one hand, so it looks particularly delicate.

    "You don't look like an order mage."

    Dafuya stood about three or four meters in front of Zhao Guangli.

    This distance has already brought terrifying pressure to Zhao Guangli.

    ¡¾Black Hunter¡¿is trembling.

    "The slate monster, the spiritual thread you released, and this diversion wormholethese are the standard equipment of the formal order system. It just so happens that Dafuya knows a pretty good order system."

    Davya¡¯s fingers wearing white gauze gloves shook slightly.

    "You are completely different from him."

    Davya¡¯s voice was soft and soft, with enchantment and charm.

    Zhao Guangli said nothing.

    He is still thinking.

    A formal knight.

    The monster level that can defeat Shen He and Bai Ge is officially extraordinary.

    There is definitely a gap in strength between such people, and it is impossible to make up for it through any technical ability.

    Really just give up.

    Zhao Guangli doesn¡¯t want to die, at least he doesn¡¯t want to die here.

    Destiny brought him to this world, and he must do something different from before.

    Song Tingying took a deep breath and raised her right hand.

    "I am Song Tingying."

    "I am Song Tingying of the Song Clan."

    The girl¡¯s voice was soft and waxy, revealing her strength.

    ¡°What a lovely little girl.¡±

    The temperament revealed by Song Tingying made Dafuya vaguely nostalgic.

    Once upon a time, I was also like this.

    what a shame.

    "Can you tell me how Uncle Ji and Sister Xiao are doing?"

    Song Tingying asked in a low voice, but her eyes were serious and clear.

    "If you are referring to the knight named Ji, then it is a pity that that guy is dead No, including that guy, there are a total of ten official levels, and I have not let go of any of them."

    Davya¡¯s appearance here proves that her words are correct.

    Song Tingying had a premonition and became more calm.

    "Don't kill Zhao Guangli, just kill me."

    The girl sighed and said seriously. There seemed to be a line of snow between her eyebrows that could not be melted away, forming lines of sorrow one after another.

    "Logically speaking, I want to kill him."

    "Can you not be so reasonable?" Song Tingying's voice was soft but firm.

    Zhao Guangli looked complicated.

    too strong.

    Opponent.

    As a formal professional girl, she is powerful, terrifying, and a genius.

    But he attacked an ordinary person like Song Tingying.

    The woman named Dafuya, just by the fighting spirit emanating from her body, made it almost impossible for Zhao Guangli to stand.

    Such a terrifying sense of oppression is suffocating.

    Zhao Guangli touched the black box on his right.

    The next second.

    A shocking thing happened.

    Davya¡¯s Western sword drew a sword flower.

    The black box on the right was torn into small pieces one after another in an instant.

    certainly.

    Also included is the crossbow blade.

    ¡¾Black Hunter¡¿.

    Zhao Guangli even heard the mournful sound of the crossbow blade.

    The sound of the saw chain breaking, gear teeth falling off, and blades shattering.

    The accompanying sword blade sliced ??through the air.

    Completely shattered.

    Zhao Guangli opened his eyes wide.

    "This is the last time."

    "Don't look at me like this, my patience is actually very poor."

    Davya¡¯s smile gradually faded.

    "One by one."

    ?"They're all stopping me."

    "Obviously it's just a small matter. As long as I kill her, it will be over."

    "You guys, come over and block my way one by one."

    Davya's face became sickly and fierce, and the fighting spirit in her body became more intense and terrifying.

    "It's been like that from the beginning"

    "In order to please the nobles, are you even willing to sacrifice your own life"

    She raised her long sword and pointed it at Song Tingying.

    "As the little princess of the Song Dynasty, the cherry blossom living in the greenhouse is extremely sad in my opinion."

    Davya said seriously.

    ¡°Flowers in a greenhouse break when touched, they are castles in the air living in falsehood.¡±

    "You can overlook the earth so naturally while relying on others, it's really"

    "It's sad."

    Dafuya slowly approached Song Tingying.

    The blade of the Western sword got closer and closer to her.

    Song Tingying¡¯s body was trembling.

    There is nothing she can do.

    That¡¯s it.

    Grandpa, brother

    "I'm not afraid of you."

    "You are a monster with a twisted heart, a demon."

    "You killed so many people."

    "You will definitely go to hell forever."

    This is what Song Tingying mustered up her courage and said with all her strength.

    This is also the first time she has spoken so loudly.

    The girl vented her emotions like a blooming firework.

    Compassion flashed in Davya¡¯s eyes.

    "You don't know anything at all."

    "It's you who deserve to go to hell"

    The long sword was raised.

    Zhao Guangli sighed.

    No need.

    It has ended.

    nothing left.

    Despair spreads.

    Zhao Guangli retracted his hand, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

    Su Lin covered his eyes.

    "Okay, please stop."

    A girl¡¯s voice appeared at the end of the street, clear and sweet.

    "Huh."

    Davya frowned, and a large amount of blood spurted out from her wrist.

    "Who is it?"

    Davya lowered her head and looked at her bloody wrist, then turned her head and shifted her gaze from her wrist to the end of the street.

    A girl wearing a pleated skirt stood in the distance, with a small umbrella open in her hand and leaning on her shoulder.

    Behind her, a huge black shadow appeared.

    Wearing strong armor, it should be said that you can only see the outside of such medieval armor, like a huge sculpture.

    Davya was slightly surprised, then she folded her Western sword and saluted.

    "There's a strange person here again."

    The girl has golden curly hair and looks extremely noble: "Miss, you must have had enough trouble tonight. If it is enough, please give me a face."

    The girl walked in the direction of Davya, walking slowly and slowly.

    The huge armor followed her step by step.

    "Ah, this is difficult to handle."

    Dafuya scratched her head: "Song Tingying must die. If the task is not completed, it will be difficult to deliver."

    "That's good."

    The girl is holding an umbrella, showing good education: "Let me introduce myself first."

    "My name isTalia Morgan, this is my full name."

    There seems to be nothing special about this name.

    Zhao Guangli thought so.

    However, Su Lin had a particularly shocked look in his eyes.

    "Talia Morganare you sure you want to get involved?"

    Davya's face turned cold, and her hand was always on the hilt of her Western sword: "Even if you are a member of the Morgan family, this will not be the reason for me to stop."

    "After all, you exude a particularly strong"

    "The stink of nobility." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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