Kitty, don't run away! !

If the prison temple Hayato ten years ago was a representative of impatience, then the prison temple ten years later is a representative of calmness except for Judaime.

A black figure was reflected in the pink smoke, and he walked out slowly, looking at the opposite person with no expression on his face.

"Varian, Bell?" Prison Temple looked around cautiously, his eyes slightly widened when he saw the petite figure, "Judaimu!" ​​He was about to run out as he said that, but was caught by another combatant. Rambo stopped.

"Hayato, the battle is not over yet, you have to get rid of him first." Lan Bo rubbed his slightly curly black hair helplessly with an annoyed expression on his face.

"Tsk! So, is it the ring fight now?" He turned around thoughtfully, facing Bell who was not far away, "Bell was so short ten years ago."

Bell: "..."

Audience: "..."

Priest Lord, what did he say?Bell is short and short... I looked up at the black-faced Bell and compared them. Well, I'm actually shorter than him. TAT

"Hee hee hee~~You lowly commoner, how can you understand the profound truth that concentration is the essence~" Bell's index finger twirled the silver knife, and after an indefinite number of turns, he quickly shot it out in the direction of— — Rambo.

Prison Temple fumbled around and strode in front of Lan Bo, and at the same time took out a few smaller bombs and threw them at the knife that was about to fly. However, the silver knife seemed to be conscious, and when the bomb was about to touch it, He decisively bypassed the bomb that was emitting sparks, then returned to the original orbit and continued to move forward.

"Hee hee hee~~Even if it grows taller, it's like a waste, but the prince's knife has wisdom, hee hee hee~~" Bell caressed his pink and thin lips with the other hand, looking at the girl who was about to shoot like a show. The target in the target, absolutely - can't avoid it!

At the same time, Lan Bo put his hand on Prison Temple's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Half the Thunder Ring and half the Arashi Ring are on Bell, and now the main thing is to get them back."

Prison Temple didn't look back, but nodded indifferently. The next second, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand clamped the silver knife that was traveling in a tricky direction, and it stopped just a few centimeters before Lan Bo's right eye.

And at this moment, there was a burst of purple smoke around Lanbo ten years ago, and a small cow child lay down behind the prison temple and fell asleep.

Bell stood there in a daze, his back tensed more and more, and then he was greeted by bombs. The trajectory of the two bombs was as tricky as that of silver knives. One exploded on Bell's right shoulder, and the other Another settled on his left ankle.

Bell, who was injured by the bomb, stood up from the ground in embarrassment, supporting his body with difficulty with his left hand. The wound on his right shoulder was already bloody and bloody. At the same time as it exploded, dark red blood spurted onto his cheek.

"Ten years ago, you were too inexperienced, did you use such a marionette?" Prison Temple turned the silver knife in his hand, cut it horizontally, and then threw the knife on the ground, "Piano wire It's broken, what are you going to do?"

Bell covered his right shoulder and moved his hand in front of him. Looking at the blood-stained appearance, he smiled "hee hee hee", then stuck out his tongue, and slowly licked the fingertips from the root to the fingertips without falling.

"This is the blood of the royal family~~hehehe~" Bell waved his hand, and a dozen silver knives appeared around him, floating in the air strangely, and with the shaking of his hand, the knives also shook, "This It's the death waltz prepared for you by the prince~ You have to save your life to enjoy~" After speaking, Bell began to manipulate the piano wire in his hand, and shot the suspended silver knives at the prison temple in a disorderly and strange direction. The silvery-white threads are hidden in the darkness, even people with very good eyes can't see them clearly.They plotted now, intertwined in a fine web, ready to snatch up its prey, to suck his blood dry, to admire his terror.

For the tenth generation Lanshou of Pengelie who has conquered countless families, this is not a good opponent. After all, prison temple ten years later has experienced the ring battle. What is in front of me is just a puzzle with the original picture as reference.

Everything now is just a matter of time.

Prison Temple strode towards Bell's direction in a big stride. The not-so-far distance just solved the time problem. He quickly dodged the flying knife and stood behind Bell.

Bell didn't notice the figure behind him, but immediately changed the trajectory of Silver Blade.

Seeing the two half-rings hanging around Bell's neck, Prison Temple decisively pulled them off, but unexpectedly, 5 minutes had passed.

The person in the purple smoke was very pleasantly surprised when he touched the ring in his hand, but he had no time to resist the sudden silver blade. The killer's sensitive reaction only prevented the prison temple from hurting the vitals, but it penetrated deeply into his arm, waist and left leg. But the knife on it was pulled out mercilessly.

Seeing this, the prison temple immediately combined the half of the Lan ring in his hand with the half on his neck, and then dragged his bleeding left leg towards Lan Bo's direction.

Unexpected things are not accidental, even the predetermined direction of things is inevitable.

Trembling, Levi stood up and walked towards the petite body not far from him, as if he could disappear without a sound with a pinch.

When Prison Temple turned his head and walked quickly, he saw Lanbo in Levi's hand, and his eyes widened.At the same time, Bell took half of the Thunder Ring from his hand with a knife.

"Give us Lan Ring, and I can let him go." Levi grabbed Lanbo's head with one hand, making it hang in mid-air.

"Hee hee hee~~ Otherwise, kill him~~" Bell proudly fiddled with the silver knife in his hand, as if it was inevitable.

So he looked left and right at Bell and Levi who was holding Lanbo in his hand. The complete Lanbo ring in his hand seemed to be hot, so he dared not touch it.He frowned and yanked off the Lan ring on his neck, looking at Levi.

"Hey! As long as I give you the ring, you will let go of that stupid cow, right?"

"Hee hee hee~Of course~"

"Tsk!" Prison Temple turned around and threw the Lan ring to Bell. At this moment, no one noticed that the Lan ring burst into a red flame for a second.

"Hurry up and let him go!"

"Of course," Levi grabbed Lan Bo's head tightly with one hand, and all the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to gather here, pouring on Lan Bo at once, "after I killed him."

Lanbo's body was filled with ice-blue electric current, and he moved restlessly in Levi's hands, "Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Blue wave!!"

"Blue wave!!"

In an instant, the anger in my heart went straight to my heart, and the orange flame of death qi climbed to the top of my head. I used its impetus to rush towards Levi, and held the blue wave in his hand in my arms.Maybe it's Dakong's harmonizing attribute that can appease Lanbo, now his body is not convulsing so badly.

"Judaimu..." Guiji walked over, dragging his wounds, bowing his head guiltily.

Levi, who was beaten, combined the two half-thunder rings in his hand.

Cerbero came out and judged that the Ring of Thunder and the Ring of Rain belonged to Varian, and, because of my intervention, the half of the Great Space Ring in my hand also belonged to Varian.

This dark sky full of thunderclouds is doomed to twists and turns.