MTL - Heaven Official’s Blessing-Chapter 195 The nameless ghost worships the nameless flower 2

Hearing this sentence, thanking him as if he was suddenly slapped and looked at him: "Are you laughing at me?"

No name: "No."

Thanks to pity: "Then you don't want to say this kind of ghost! How could there be such a thing?"

Suddenly, no name: "Not necessarily not."

"..."

Xie pity couldn't help but said: "Enough, what do you want to say? You are not a Xianle soldier? I wake you up from the battlefield. I don't want to hear you speak for Yongan people. You only need to listen to my orders. Just fine!"

The flower on the ground tied his heart and stabbed his eyes, making him suddenly embarrassed. In general, venting anger and rushing to smash it. After stepping on it, he found that this kind of move was inexplicable. Why did he have to send such a small flower to such a big temper? The prince temple was rushed out. When the cold wind blows, it gradually calms down.

Behind him, the black warrior also followed, thanking the pity: "You have explored this area, what can be abnormal?"

No name: "No."

Thanks to pity: "Is it confirmed? To launch a human face epidemic, there is no difference in the weather."

No name: "There is no."

Thanks for the pity, there is nothing to say, look up at the sky.

Silent for a moment, no name: "His Royal Highness, do you think about how to launch the epidemic of grievances?"

Thanks, "I am thinking."

He looked down at the black sword hanging from his waist. Thousands of grievances were sealed in this black sword, but they could only be sealed for a while.

At this time, there is no name: "His Royal Highness, I have a ruthless request."

"Say."

Anonymous said: "I hope that my Highness can give me this sword and let me launch the human face epidemic."

Thanks for turning back, said: "Why?"

The eyes behind the mask of the black warrior looked at him and said: "My beloved person has been seriously wounded in this war. It is better to die than to die. I watched as he was suffering and suffering."

Thanks to the pity: "So?"

"So, I hope that I will do this sword-bearing person and avenge him."

His reasons are very reasonable, but thank you is not very trusting. He blinked a little and said: "I think you are a little weird."

He turned around and walked around the nameless, coldly saying: "As far as I can see, you are not like a resentful avenger. You ask me so much, is it really to launch a human face epidemic?" ”

That is to say, but what if it is not for the purpose of launching a human face epidemic?

The nameless black warrior bowed his head slightly and said: "His Royal Highness, I hope that these people will die than anyone else. And I hope they will die in my hands. If you don't believe me, I can prove it now. show you."

Thank you, "How do you want to prove?"

The black warrior put his hand on the sabre and slowly retreated. When he retreated to three steps, thankfulness suddenly reacted to what he wanted to do.

He is going to kill, prove to show him that he has a heart of revenge!

Thanks for the moment: "Stop!"

The nameless person stood still. Examining him for a moment, thanked and said: "No. I want to start myself."

The black warrior lowered his head and wore a mask, not knowing how he reacted. Xie pity did not care about the reaction of others. He turned and whispered: "...but, before that, I still have one thing to do."

Said, thank you for mentioning the black sword of the cold jade, staring at the sharp edge of the hand, the eyes flashed a strange light. The black warrior perceives that it is wrong, saying: "His Royal Highness, what do you want to do?"

He had no time to stop it. The next moment, thanking the pity, he reversed Jian Feng and stabbed the black sword into his belly!

On the second day, the streets of Langer Bay.

The recent days are not very good, the yin of the yin, sometimes the wind is raging, and sometimes the evil rains.

Speaking of it, there has been no flatness recently. I heard that the newly built palace has also caught fire. The king and the prince are seriously ill, and even the sick can't see it. It is a mess, full of ominous signs, making people feel in their hearts. It’s not very comfortable to be guilty. Only the young children do not understand anything, carefree, and still chasing.

A gust of wind swept over and fascinated the human eye. Then, on the street fork, a loud bang was heard, and a figure fell from the sky!

Everyone on the street was stunned by the sudden loud noise and looked at the streets. I saw a human-shaped pit on the ground. The pit was flat with a person, the head was scattered, covered in blood, and the white clothes were stained with stunned people.

When I was at the time, everyone on the street gathered here: "Who?!"

"My God, where did he fall from? From heaven?"

"Will it die?!"

"Okay, it seems not, it seems to be still moving!"

"Can this not fall to death?! Wait, what is his chest? Is it a sword?"

When the crowd was close, people gradually saw the appearance of this person. Although the hair is scattered, the face is quite white and clear, but the eyes are straightforward, not like a living person. But he said that he was not a living person, he was still breathing, and his chest was weakly undulating with a black sword piercing the internal organs on his abdomen.

At this time, some people were shocked: "Wait, this... this is not... that, the Prince's Highness!"

As a result, others have recognized it: "...is true. It is the original Prince, the Prince of Xianle! I have seen it before!"

"Don't you say that the prince is missing?"

"I heard that it is flying."

"How could this be the case... What happened to the sword? Is it really worn? Scary..."

"Don't look at it, let it go, let it go? I have to hurry!"

This street is a fork in the road, leading to two different roads. At this time, it was blocked by the crowd. Later, the horses and horses couldn’t get through, and they all got off the bus and looked at it. Suddenly, someone said: "Wait! He seems... what are you talking about?"

The crowd was quiet, breathless and careful. For a long while, the people outside did not hear the movement, shouting: "What did he say? What happened? Did he say?"

Humanity in the front row: "No!"

"What is he talking about?"

"He said, 'Save me.'"

Xie pity lay on the ground, and after saying these two words, there was no more mouth. The people around him are different in appearance, in a variety of ways, and strange. A fat cook looks like a human being: "Save him? How can I save it?"

Someone guessed: "Should it be said to pull this sword out?"

The cook looked quite bold, and was about to go up and try it. He was immediately stopped by others and said, "Don't stop, don't!"

That person is puzzled: "Why?"

Others told him why: "You can't! You haven't heard of it? Xianle is not defeated? Why did you defeat it? Because of the person who had the epidemic. Why is there a face disease? Because there is a god, it is ......"

"Hey God?! Really?!"

When this statement came out, no one dared to owe it, and the huge humanoid pit was surrounded by a large piece.

After all, no one knows what happened to the former Prince of the Prince. Is he a god? Does it hurt him to suffer from the legendary terrible face disease? Or will it become unlucky? Moreover, it seems that even if he does not pull out the sword, he will not die for a while. Since he never knows how high the place is, and he slams so loudly, he is not dead. It is.

Someone said, "We are still reporting to the official..."

"Don't you say that the Prince's Highness is flying? What is the use of the official?"

"What should I do?"

The words are screaming, and finally, what results are not discussed, just called people to report, and the rest, they have no choice.

Lying down? Then lie down. Let it go.

Then, thanking her, she slept in the humanoid pit, and looked at the crowds that were swaying around and gradually disappeared. The blocked horses and horses bypassed him and walked away. The young children who had been playing on the street were pulled back to the house by their parents. Somewhere away, people passed by. He is always expressionless and does not speak a word.

There was a hawker selling water who couldn’t bear it. He whispered to the wife who was watching the booth. He said, "Is it really okay to throw it like this? Or, give him a glass of water?"

The hawker wife hesitated for a moment, looking around, whispered: "... Don't worry. If you really are blasphemy, what happens when you are too close, no one knows."

The hawker was hesitant and looked around. A group of hawkers who were standing like him were staring at him. His look was tense. It seemed as if he had gone up with him and he was far from him. In the end, he still didn’t dare. In the early days, I gave up this plan.

Thanks to this, from the morning of the thin dew, lying to the noon of the high sun, from the sunset, to the late night.

During the period, there were many people who saw him. There were very few people close to him. There was no one who helped him pull out the black sword in his belly.

In the middle of the night, there was no one on the street. Xie Pity was still lying on the ground, facing the sky, the dark night, the stars were shining, I didn’t know what I was thinking, I heard a clear laugh from the top: "Ha ha ha ha... you are What are you doing?"

The pity in the pit was slightly moved, however, it did not get up.

After several visits by the main man of this voice, he has not been as intense as the original reaction. Without the "welcome" that he was angered, the master of the voice took the initiative and stood in front of Xie, and bent down, listening to the voice seems to have some regrets. He bent down and said, "What are you waiting for?"

A half-smiling and half-smiling mask fell over, just covering the whole line of sight. One person is opposite, close at hand, thankful and coldly: "Go away, you block me to see the sky."

The called was rolled away, but there was no disappointment but no disappointment. He smiled straight and looked like an elder who was tolerant of a wayward child. He became more and more cordial. He said: "What good day is it?"

Thanks for your pity: "It looks better than you."

White has no reason: "Why is this so angry? This sword is not for me, this time I am not here to throw you here, all this is done by yourself. Whether you have got what you want or not I can't blame me for the results."

Thank you for your silence.

White has nothing to say: "You are wasting a day here today, what do you want to prove? Or do you want to convince yourself?"

Thanks for your pity: "Turn off your ass."

White has no smile and pity, said: "Stupid child, do you think someone will help you pull the sword?"