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But not long after, the administration realized the anomaly of 053 and 682 and detained them separately.

053 moved to site 17 where the dolls gathered, and 682 was placed directly in site 19.

Just like that, the little girl bid farewell to Zhang Jue in a hurry.

Before leaving, she handed over the little bear who had been with her for many years to his brother Zhang Jue, and left a word.

"Brother Zhang Jue, this is for you. You have to keep it well. If Shirley doesn't remember you one day and you come to me with it, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Thinking about it now, probably from that time on, Shirley had a premonition that something was going to happen.

Otherwise, she would never be able to say such a thing.

Zhang Jue kept this little bear with him all the time. Although it was kept in a different space most of the time, when he took it out to look at it occasionally, he could always feel that Shirley had woken up again and was smiling at him.

But today, when Zhang Jue took out the little bear, Shirley, who had already awakened as a death knight, took half his life with a scythe.

Zhang Jue just fell to the ground, and the little bear slipped from his hands.

The death knight looked at the little bear, and was immediately attracted by it.

The little bear seemed to have magical powers. After she saw it, she couldn't move her eyes away. After a while, she covered her forehead, which seemed to be in pain.

Cipriano saw that something was wrong with her, and asked, "Hey, Death Knight, are you okay?"

The death knight shook his head irritably.

Her long black hair hung down from her shoulders, and no one could see her expression clearly.

She felt a voice calling her, but she couldn't hear what it was saying.

Her consciousness began to become confused.

682 sensitively sensed that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly landed from the sky to the ground.

"Master, are you alright?"

it asked softly.

The death knight didn't answer him.

She is now unable to stand steadily, and can only stick the sickle into the ground, barely maintaining her balance.

What happened to yourself?

Why is there a child's voice in my head?

The death knight scratched his scalp.

"Uh--"

The death knight groaned in pain, and a black aura representing death emanated from all over his body, as if he had reached the verge of going berserk.

The other three knights, 343 and the angels all looked at her, but no one dared to act rashly.

The death knight was obviously influenced by Zhang Jue, and she was already the strongest in the audience when she was conscious.

Once she goes berserk, it is estimated that this hundred miles will become a purgatory.

"Damn!"

The death knight cursed in a low voice, and also found the crux of the matter.

Zhang Jue, she must have become like this because of Zhang Jue.

As long as Zhang Jue is killed, everything will be over.

The meaning of the existence of the Four Horsemen of the Doomsday is to kill Zhang Jue!

She pulled the sickle out of the soil, held it upside down, and walked towards Zhang Jue step by step.

Under her last round of attack, Zhang Jue had lost consciousness.

At this moment, Yang Xue was sitting on the ground, holding Zhang Jue in her arms.

The death knight walked up to the two of them step by step.

"I want, kill him." She whispered.

Yang Xue gently stroked Zhang Jue's hair, and said calmly, "If you really do that, you will regret it."

"why?"

Yang Xue raised her head and looked at her: "You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

The death knight was stunned by Yang Xue's words.

Already have an answer?

what is the answer?

Why did the two shots just now fail to kill Zhang Jue?

Why not make a move from a distance, and insist on walking up to the two of them step by step?

Why is that?

Is there really a will of God in the dark?

But the task of the Four Horsemen of the Doomsday is to kill this man named Zhang Jue.

The death knight was in great pain. Holding on to her sickle, she half knelt on the ground.

His whole body was shaking.

The rest of the people were looking at her, not understanding why she hadn't killed Zhang Jue even though she was so close.

343 has a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the actions of those who had come into contact with Zhang Jue were unpredictable.

He winked at Uriel.

Uriel understood, and concentrated his divine power on the Chiyan sword in his hand. The temperature of the Chiyan sword gradually increased, and it became hot after a while.

Cipriano glanced at them and sneered, "What do you want?"

Uriel said: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to kill Zhang Jue, that's all. It must be Zhang Jue's fault that the death knight became like that. As long as he is killed, everything will be over."

Uriel was right, and the other three knights knew it well.

But the death knight was by Zhang Jue's side, and they would never let Uriel make a move.

"Zhang Jue is ours." The Famine Knight holding the scale said, "Whether it is life or death, it is ours. If you want to kill him, only we can do it. If you don't want to die, please give me a little peace of mind. "

This is very arrogant. If 343 and the Angels are in their heyday, and the two sides put up a battle, it is still unclear who will win.

But now less than 343% of [-]'s strength is left, and the angels have been killed by Zhang Jue. The strength of the two sides is no longer at the same level.

If it wasn't for worrying about things changing, the most sensible thing for 343 would be to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, so as not to be targeted by these four knights who represent disaster.

The death knight knelt on one knee, his long hair falling like a waterfall from his shoulders.

682 rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, but the death knight remained motionless.

The dark aura emanating from her body represents death, and any creature that approaches her at this time will lose all life.

Only the undead 682 can approach her.

After a while, the other three knights finally lost their composure.

"Hey, Priest, don't you plan to make a move yet?" Said Cipriano, the plague knight riding a white horse.

"Sipliano, you want to talk to me again, there's no way." Priest snorted and gestured with the long knife in his hand, "It's not difficult for me to kill that kid now, in case he dies soon If the knight troubles me, you must be cheering from the side."

The war knight Starr holding the scales said: "Sipliano is right. It is our task to kill that man. No matter what happened to the death knight, we will kill him, and we will not care about it."

"To put it lightly." Priest said shamelessly, "Anyway, if I want to kill you, I won't do it."

"You're smart at a time like this." Cipriano said disgustedly, "Okay, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he took out an arrow from the arrow basket behind his back, and raised his hand to put it on his longbow.

Oddly enough, Cipriano didn't see anything special when he was joking with Priest.

But when he had an arrow in his hand, his whole demeanor changed.

The rider on the white horse, Cipriano represents the plague.

On the tip of his arrow, there was a dark green aura.

He took a deep breath and bent his bow like a full moon.

He let go of the hand holding the nock of the arrow.

Just hear a whistle.

The arrow disappeared from his hand, and in the next second, it came in front of Zhang Jue and Yang Xue.

Zhang Jue fell into a coma, and Yang Xue was unwilling to fight.

If there is no accident, this arrow will completely end the lives of the two of them.

But readers who read this should know that whenever I write like this, it proves that accidents have happened.

The arrow that broke through the limitation of time and space was picked up all at once.

The death knight stood in front of Zhang Jue and Yang Xue.

No one could see clearly how she got there.

But when everyone came to their senses, she was already standing in front of the couple.

Uncle 682, who had turned into a horse, followed him in a hurry, cursing Zhang Jue in his heart, he was really lucky.

But the master is in trouble now.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Cipriano laughed. He licked his lips and asked, "Death knight, what do you mean?"

The death knight held his long scythe in his hand, lowered his head, and did not speak.

"Have you forgotten our mission?" Cipriano raised his voice an octave, "I tell you, even if you are the strongest of the four of us, our mission must be completed!"

The war knight Starr also said: "Death knight, Cipriano is right, no matter what, the task always has to be

Completed. "

The death knight said: "I just forgot something, and I need this person to help me remember it. I will naturally let you complete the task."

Cipriano snorted and asked Priest, "Do you believe it?"

Priest shrugged: "So what if you don't believe me."

"How about it? No matter how powerful she is, can she still beat the three of us?"

Cipriano said, "You want to be lazy again, don't you? Let me tell you, anyway, if the mission is not completed, everyone will have no good end. You can figure it out."

Every time the Four Horsemen of Doom appear with a mission, no one needs to tell them, as if they knew it by nature.

And if they fail to complete their mission, they will suffer unprecedented suffering.

War Knight Priest and Famine Knight Starr looked at each other, then nodded.

No matter what problems the death knight encountered, time is running out now, and completing the task is the first priority.

The three of them drove the horses under their crotches and approached Zhang Jue step by step.

The death knight frowned.

"Don't force me."

Cipriano took out another arrow, put it on his longbow, and aimed at her eyebrows: "You are forcing us."

The death knight pulled out his death scythe from the ground, turned it around a few times, and put one hand behind his back.

"Then you guys, don't blame me."

……

Yang Xue could tell that Xueli didn't really remember Zhang Jue, she might just recall some fragments, or even feel that Zhang Jue's aura was more familiar, and that was enough.

Among the four doomsday knights, Shirley is the strongest.

She held her own Death Scythe, and with the cooperation of 682, she fought an indissoluble battle with the other three.

Yang Xue wanted to help her, but Zhang Jue had lost consciousness.

And 343 and Uriel are always watching.