Battling Records of the Chosen One

In a mountain.

Lin Xun was bandaging the wound to Abi. Abi looked at him and suddenly asked: "Why should I save me? I just want to be free. It is too painful to live. I don't want to be in the days to come. I heard the bad news of my friends..."

Lin searched casually: "Whether it is revenge, or change all the pain you have suffered, there is hope in life."

"hope?"

Abi bitterly laughed. "For thousands of years, the empire and the witches have been fighting in this **** battlefield. Who can change this?"

"There will be changes one day." Lin searched calmly.

"Do you believe?" Abi asked.

Lin looked seriously at Abi’s eyes and said: “You also know that for thousands of years, there have been many imperialists who have fought here. If they gave up, you think there will be an empire today. Is it the pattern?"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be thinking about the world, thinking about the empire of the empire. It used to be a small sigh of your ambition." Abi smiled.

"I don't have this noble consciousness."

Lin looked shrug and then thought, "I am just like you, I don't want to see the painful things you have experienced and continue to happen..."

At the end of the day, he whispered softly: "You are very painful. The other empire of the empire is not the same, but who dares to give up? Remember the sentence, the sable flower is not defeated because of blood, the empire is fighting And live forever!"

Abi was silent for a moment, patted her **** and stood up, a beautiful and pretty face full of wildness with a touch of laughter: "You are really not a good lobbyist, discuss a big story with a woman, you think I will Care?"

"At least as long as you are no longer sent to death, I have not spent any effort."

Lin Xun also got up and said casually. "I don't have many friends at Camp No. 7. If you die, the pain you are experiencing will definitely fall on me. So, as a friend, I certainly don't look at it. You are going to die."

Abi groaned, suddenly stretched out his arms silently, clinging to Lin Xun for a long time, only whispered: "Thank you, little white face."

......

Since the beginning of the day, Abi has returned to normal, no longer taking the battle to fight as before.

Lin Xun is not happy at all.

The situation on the battlefield of blood stasis is increasingly turbulent and tense, and there is a lot of wind and rain everywhere. The camp often hears all kinds of bad news from the battlefield.

"Old Huang went out to perform the task and it has already suffered..."

On this day, Lin Xun was going to find the guardian leader of the camp, Lao Huang, to drink, but he heard such a bad news from Lu Wenting’s mouth.

Lin searched for a long time, and then he turned and went silent.

Another friend left.

This evening, Lin found a person to drink a lot of wine, remembering the first time with Lao Huang drinking in the pub.

"Adult, you know, I have been in this **** battlefield for five years, five years, my companions around me have changed a batch, familiar, strange, to the present, I am fast Forgot who I should remember."

"Others say that my life is hard, I haven't died in five years. It's like a miracle, but I know that my mother is afraid of death, so every time I fight, I try my best to make myself die. just now……"

"But it is too painful to live like this! The first thought to wake up every day is how to live today! What will he care about in the future and in the future?"

"Oh, no way, who makes this a **** battlefield? Death happens all the time, I don't know which day, I...I...and..."

The sound of the old yellow drunk seems to be still in the ear, but others have left.

In the night, Lin seeks a sigh in the house: "Old Huang, you are a crow's mouth..."

Early in the morning, Lin Xun left the camp.

......

Bloody battlefield, drinking blood.

A team of hundreds of people of the Witchcrafts is on their way.

Although the number of this team is small, they are all elite, and there are five people who are strong in the spirit!

Their goal is to attack a scattered team at Empire's Camp.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a head of the inspiring strong eye glimpsed, and saw a figure on the way.

It was a teenager, wearing a white long gown, a black hair hanging down the waist, his hands on his back, eyes watching the distant sky, seemingly in a daze.

Drinking blood, long ago was a **** area, where the Witches and the Imperial Sisters had launched countless **** battles.

But today, there is a teenager. It’s too unusual for a person to be alone and behave freely.

The leader of this team of witches is a hot character from the fire. His name is Yan Jiu Ge. He is well-informed and experienced. He can see that something is wrong at a glance.

"Everyone is careful!"

In the heart of Yan Jiu’s heart, there was a strong uneasiness. When the game was decided, the team stopped.

"Adult, a human race boy, just disappeared casually, what are you worried about?"

A vulgar man is snarling.

"You know a fart!"

Yan Jiu Ge screamed, his look became more and more dignified. He always felt that the teenager in the distance was familiar, but could not remember.

"Hey, if Lin 12 came, it would be worthwhile for us to wait and see, but this guy has no bows or arrows in his hands..."

The witch savvy is somewhat disapproving.

But when he said this, it was like a jealousy, which made the face of Yan Yan’s face change greatly. He finally remembered why he felt that the teenager in the distance was familiar.

This guy and the legendary Lin Twelve look almost exactly the same!

The only difference is that it lacks the big bone bow and the dark and horrible arrow of the famous blood battlefield!

"Not good, retreat!"

Yan Jiu Ge is a big brother.

He dared to confirm that the boy must be Lin XII, even if the latter did not carry bow and arrow action this time, but with his "small name", let Yan Jiu song feel chilly!

What's more, Lin Twelve, such a person, dare to appear here alone, may you come to die?

The more I think, the more uneasy my heart is.

"Adult, what's wrong with you?"

"Return? Why do you want to retire?"

Seeing the reaction of Yan Jiu Ge is so strong, the other witches of this team are somewhat awkward. If they don’t understand a teenager, there will be more threats.

The nine songs of the fire have escaped. He is like a gust of wind. While fleeing, he is angry and shouted: "A bunch of idiots, that guy is Lin XII! Are you waiting to die?"

If the sound is thundering and violent, all of a sudden, the team's Witches and Strongs are all dumbfounded. That guy is really... Lin 12?

"Escape!"

When they realized that it was not good, these witches and strong men did not go to war and immediately fled.

No way, Lin 12 is now synonymous with the "juvenile devil" in the Wu Man camp, which is absolutely fascinating.

Regarding his rumors, he can even make the king of life and death feel uneasy!

In these circumstances, who still has the courage to stay?

However, their reaction, although already very fast, is already a step late.

Just listen to a scream of thunder, and scream in the world.

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PS: This chapter is a little short, and there is a second in the evening. Today, many children's shoes have been taken off the annual leave and started to return to work. I believe that the taste is definitely not good. I am also tired and tired, just like the primary school students do not want to go to school after the holiday. ......