Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 210 Out of Control
The man in black who fell into a deep sleep during the day was awakened and stood up for a long time, looking very dazed. Isn't it just a few 10 minutes?Why did it suddenly happen.

"Oops, hold on." The man in black flew towards the center of the loss of control, and spells began to appear on him.

"Has it already become like this? If this continues, the city will be destroyed within an hour." The man in black shuttled through this strange field.

In the blink of an eye, she came to Tang Wulin, unable to express her appearance in any words. He had obviously studied it well, and was waiting for the time to come, but something unexpected happened.

"That short-sighted one, fuck me!"

"Wu Lin, wake up." The man in black roared, and took off the hood that hid his face, revealing his pale and weak face.

Tang Wulin was stunned. This person was familiar but she couldn't get angry, and the tyranny took over her meaning again.

"Zi Liu..."

Her sharp claws pierced through the center of him, and warm blood rushed in, splashing Tang Wulin's face, and her monster-like appearance began to recover.

The man in black, that is, Zhao Mingyu who has been lurking here and secretly protecting her, quickly chanted a spell.

Tang Wulin's eyes became clear instantly, "Who are you, leave quickly, I will lose control."

Looking at the arm piercing his chest, Tang Wulin froze, what was she doing...

Zhao Mingyu no longer had the strength to dodge her attack, so he might as well have received this blow to cast magic and use his mind to restore her sobriety.

A magic circle appeared at her feet, Zhao Mingyu closed his eyes, and chanted a spell reverently.

He didn't know how much Tang Wulin and Rin fused, or whether Rin was dead, but Tang Wulin accepted her memory.

"..." Zhao Mingyu pulled out her arm, and put the pain mask on her face. After changing it a few times, she smiled, "Wu Lin..."

"Ah, are you calling me? I didn't mean to hurt you. I..." Tang Wulin hugged him with tears in his eyes, this familiar feeling, "I can't remember who you are...don't you Die, woo woo."

"I'm dying, I won't die." Zhao Mingyu ignored the wound on his chest, anyway, the bleeding was less, so he couldn't die for the time being.

"Whether you want to get up or not, I will protect you." Zhao Mingyu released the preserved soul power, and countless flowers purified the surrounding.

"Fufu!" Xiaoshou and Tang Wulin looked at each other, using the fifth soul skill, the illusion that can heal people's hearts, or it can start to work.

"That incident, you defeated him and then escaped, but let's treat it as a dream today." Zhao Mingyu still underestimated the nightmare of that day.

At this time, a golden trident appeared on Tang Wulin's forehead, and Zhao Mingyu smiled, "Fufu, use it with all your strength."

Tang Wulin closed his eyes and fell into a coma. Zhao Mingyu carried her to Miss Ghost, in front of Chen Yuanyuan. She was hiding in a corner and shivering.

"Hey, help me take care of her. She will wake up in a while. You can take her with you if you want to go home. Remember not to stimulate her." Zhao Mingyu left holding his chest, blood dripping flow on the ground.

"If this attack was real, I would have died a long time ago. Fortunately, Wu Lin stopped and saved his life again. Sigh, when will it be the head, when will the time come..."

...

"Wow." Chen Yuanyuan hugged Tang Wulin and put him on the sofa, completely clueless, "What happened, what a god, he actually rescued the red-clothed ghost, the resentment disappeared, and the terrifying aura disappeared."

...

Zhao Mingyu came to the hidden place of Xing'an Lake, sat down cross-legged, and injected a shot of soul-rejuvenating medicine. If he didn't die from this kind of injury, it meant that he was fatal.

"Can't you still connect to Avalon's soul power? You can only go back by yourself. If you go, how long has it been since you came back here..." Zhao Mingyu murmured, he didn't dare to gamble at all, he could only watch his recovery slowly.

"Hmm..." Tang Wulin opened his eyes, as if he was dreaming of his childhood, and he really wanted to dream of another world, illusory, real and fake.

"Rin, you're awake. Let's go to my house together today. That's what that person said. Is that person okay? The wound on his chest has pierced through. Can he really survive?" Chen Yuanyuan had just finished cleaning.

"I seem to have had a long dream. There seems to be the shadow of that person in the dream. What is added, Ming? It seems to be this." Tang Wulin tilted his head and looked at her. "I can go anywhere, I'm tired today."

Tang Wulin leaned on the sofa, watched her open the door and leave, covering her head with her hands, how could she understand such a thing.

Jingle Bell…

"Xiao Lin, what are you doing? Will you still go to school?" Zhang Jieyi asked with a concerned tone.

"I won't go for the time being. I can't control myself well, and it may hurt the people around me." Tang Wulin said calmly.

"... "

After Zhang Jieyi confirmed that she was safe and sound, the worries in her heart disappeared, and what happened just now might be an illusion.

After chatting for a while, Tang Wulin hung up the phone, looking a little depressed, "What is that direction? It's on the ocean to the east."

"Who is that man in black, peeping tom, ahh! I can't remember, I'll see him next time..." Tang Wulin began to laugh happily, and he must make him kneel at his feet.

Tang Wulin stopped smiling, and suddenly thought, "How can we think that way? He suffered such a serious injury, so he won't die."

Zhang Jieyi was watching the news. The situation in the Southern Continent could not be concealed anymore. It had been reported now, but it was classified as a natural disaster. She opened the comment section.

It was a blast, and there were comments of all kinds, but since it was a natural disaster, countless people were panicked, as if the end was approaching.

"This is the [Witch]? Xiao Lin, what should I do, the situation in the Southern Continent is not clear now." Zhang Jieyi is no longer a novice who doesn't understand anything.

"There should be a solution after the report comes out, can't you hide it? Mom, is your situation really the case?"

"Someone came into contact with it at close range, and the witch left. Although it caused a large area of ​​damage, the most casualties were in the central city."

"Perhaps you can still bless your sanity, but let the mystery and weirdness run across the southern continent." Zhang Ying looked to the south, and the current human beings couldn't deal with such a disaster.

Judging from the ancient books, just like the end of the apocalypse, if the witch continues, sooner or later, life on the entire planet will be devoured.

...

Zhao Mingyu watched the wound on his chest heal slowly, feeling a little decadent. The world suppressed him a lot, and every perception was a collection of negative emotions.

As if he was born on a corpse, maybe it was the influence of a certain evil god's ancient battlefield. Of course, Zhao Mingyu still has a secret weapon.

"Found it." A sharp and gloomy voice came.

The blue bandage was like a swimming snake, able to open vegetation and shape roads, and Tang Wulin floated in the air with his black hair flowing like a waterfall.

"Oh...you're not dead yet, why save me? Isn't destruction and hatred the real me? The destroyer of the world." Tang Wulin placed his slender fingers on his face, connecting him with a red thread .

(End of this chapter)