Chapter 219 Blades and Wings

In the darkness, Tells followed the people who fled and walked uneasy.

The soldiers of the White Blade Guard have been divided into three groups. One team is searching for danger in exploration, and the other team is alerting for possible pursuits.

The last team is guarding around them.

Nie Lai walked in front of the team and sighed deeply in the darkness.

"What time?" He hoarsely.

No one answered him.

Until the voice of Miranda came from the side.

"If I want to guess," the female swordsman said: "From the beginning."

Nie Lai was silent for a second.

"He may just be deceived," the current commander of the White Blade Guard asked. "You know, the black sand collar forged the intelligence of the sword of the disaster and then passed it to Kaslan..."

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the mental exhaustion began to invade him again.

No matter what the front is...

Please...

Come on quickly.

"Get it." Cohen, who answered the comet, was impatient. He walked behind the team and his voice was a little loud.

"Your hypocritical former boss personally came out to deal with us," the police officer sneered: "Hidden in the soldiers of the black sand collar - two fists knocked me down."

"Then you should be honored," Niely slammed up, pressing his anger and screaming in the dark: "Not everyone is qualified to bear the two punches of Kaslan."

Cohen frowned and was about to retort, but Raphael interrupted him.

"You can say ‘撼地’ to help,” Raphael narrowed his eyes. “Now we know how they sneak in and swindle the gates.”

Nie Lai bowed his head and did not speak.

No one saw that his eyes were full of complex meanings at the moment.

Taylor's heart moved.

"Wait, if Kaslan knew this secret road from the beginning," the prince said in the team: "So how do you still have the chance to get in?"

Nie Lei looked up.

But the answer is Cohen.

"Maybe I want to wait for the White Blade Guards to arrive," the police officer bit his teeth: "Resolve again."

No one else spoke.

The atmosphere has become very depressed.

"Look, they are guarding us, waiting for the Secrets first, and then waiting for the Whiteblade Guard," Cohen's words are not over yet, just listen to him not swearing: "After the aids - is there a more vivid tactical case?" ”

Nicholas slammed his fist and squatted on the wall.

"Hey!" A muffled sound.

Even in the dark, everyone is watching.

The comet looked up and exhaled.

Nielai’s eyes are getting cold again.

"Go to yours, Kaslan." The comet was cold and cold.

Rafael snorted, meaning it was unknown.

At this time.

"Amount, maybe, outside the controversy..." The voice of Tyres suddenly came in, and the words were tired.

"What should we think about?"

The second prince silently said: "If the secret road has only one exit."

Nie Lai gently pinched the fist.

The comet suddenly smiled.

"We have no choice," he whispered. "No."

Therefore, a group of people can only continue to walk in the secret passage in the strange atmosphere.

Waiting for the unknown unknown on the road ahead.

Go to the same mysterious exit.

Tyres sighed slightly, but at this moment he can only abandon all distractions and concentrate on following the team.

Another child's figure moved to his side.

A weak voice came in his ear: "Tells."

"I can't escape, is it?"

The expression of the little slippery hair could not be seen in the darkness, but Tyres could hear that her voice was full of sadness and despair.

Tyres sighed.

He was annoyed at the moment, and now there is no feeling of comforting the little girl.

"Don't worry," Tyres said with some absent-mindedness: "Even if there is an ambush in front, we must have a way to escape..."

But the sound of the little slipper suddenly grew up.

"Do not!"

Her mood seems to be a little excited.

Taylors glimpsed.

"I am not talking about this," she gasped in the darkness, her voice screaming. "I mean... they, they all found me, found me..."

"I, I can't escape, I can't go away!"

The reaction of the little slippery head, even Nie Lei and others who talked on the other side could not help but look at each other.

Tyres reacted and faintly learned what the little slicker said.

She means...

Tyres is close to the little slicker.

The second prince tightened his breath and felt the body of the little slick head slightly up and down.

"They, they called me... Miss Walton..." The little slicker whispered quietly, trying to maintain the stability of his body, but Taylor still felt the fear in her heart.

Tyres’s mood dimmed.

"They won't let me go..." The little slicker had already brought a cry of unknowingly.

That's it.

Say good in the butcher shop: This little maid, who had planned to escape from danger, slipped away.

but now……

Taylor looked up and glanced at them in the direction of Nilai.

The White Blade Guard found her, the Red Witch recognized her, and Rumba knew her.

King Nunn left her with more than just a ring, an identity, or a curse.

Once you join, you can't quit the curse of the game.

The prince’s heart was in utter disappointment.

Not only that.

Tyres then remembered the present after the death of King Noon.

There is chaos in Longyan City.

Walton’s future affiliation is in jeopardy, and the dragon gun in the cloud may no longer be able to rule the city.

Exeter - The dragon kingdom that has been inherited for six hundred years is about to fall into an unknown whirlpool. The prospects are unclear and the good and the bad are uncertain.

Also, Rumba is carrying his army and vassals to plant the murder of the king on the head of Tyres (although he is not a complete innocent as a prince of stars), he continues to practice in the dark and he knows no one. Conspiracy.

What does that male want to do?

He will take Longyan City, where will Exter take the two great powers of Westland?

And these...

Tyres turned his head and recognized the outline of the little maid in the dark.

These things, really, this little girl who has been victorious overnight, experienced life and death, whispering in the darkness?

Tyres sighed softly, and he touched the little slippery hand in the darkness.

It was a pair of dusty little hands, trembling and cold.

The hand of the little slipper is slightly shrunk.

"Are you afraid?" Tyres whispered in his softest tone.

The sobs of the little slippery sounded a little.

"Well," she nodded in the darkness that no one could see: "I'm sorry, but I am really..."

"Fear is right." Taylors said lightly.

The breathing of the little slipper suddenly stagnate.

"I am as scared as you are." The voice of Tyres rang in her ear.

The little slippery stunned.

"So we have to remember it," the prince's eyes flashed out of the night of the Red Square Street, could not help but pinch the fist: "Remember this fear that can only be slaughtered, can not make their own choices."

"I hate this feeling," Tyres muttered. "This disgust, even more than the fear I feel."

The little slick didn't talk, she listened quietly to Tyre's words.

"So, try to hate it, hate this involuntary situation, and hate that you have to be a Walton situation," Tyres gently shook her hand: "You won't be right again." 'Being a Walton' feels scared."

The little slicker whispered softly: "Aversion?"

Tyres pressed on her hand.

"Correct."

"It is because of its dislike of it - in order to avoid this fear, in order to be free to choose one day, we will become stronger," he said undoubtedly: "No matter who you want to be, there is no need to fear."

"When you can face the future without fear..." The prince took a deep breath.

I don't know why, at that moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was actually Ms. Ginny.

It was that day, she wore high-heeled boots, and took a step forward in a heroic manner, walking alone and arrogantly into the hall of the stars behind the king.

It is her unique demeanor of the innumerable light on her side.

Tyres's pupils are slightly tightened: "At that time, you must be able to make choices freely for anything."

The little slipper sucked his nose and silenced.

Tyres was caught in his own contemplation and silently.

Soon, the first white-guard squadrons who came to explore the road came back to meet them.

When their footsteps came, Cohen was nervously out of the sword.

However, the other party brought a few strange news.

"what?"

"not found?"

Niely frowned.

"No," a leading guard shook his head in the darkness and answered the boss's question: "Either the ambush, the trap, the trap, or the bright man, we haven't found anything - obviously soon Exported."

The comet has a brow.

"Is this normal?" Raphael's voice came from behind.

Nie Lei shook his head.

"It shouldn't be like this," said the commander of the White Blade Guard. "Casslan should know this secret road."

Cohen’s voice also came from behind: “Is he still not aware of the things here?”

“Possibly,” Miranda whispered: “Or he was delayed by something.”

"Maybe they are ambushing outside the exit," Wyatt raised her eyebrows, and her voice was full of worries: "Wait for us to wipe out the net."

Taylor squirted a sigh of relief from his nose and interrupted them.

"Okay," the second prince only felt a headache: "We don't have much to say."

"No matter what is waiting in front," Taylors said bluntly: "We have only one answer, aren't we?"

They can only move forward.

There is no escape route.

Just like he was on the battlefield before the fortress.

Can only move forward.

The people in the darkness fell silent again.

Everyone took the road again with an unspeakable tension.

For a few minutes, only the rushing footsteps were heard in the darkness of the secret road.

The invisible darkness, the dull and monotonous rhythm and the fear of the bottom of the heart make the atmosphere more and more dignified.

To this end, Thales can only count the number of steps in his mind to resolve the increasingly depressed state of mind.

Finally, when Thales did not know whether it was the seventh hundred twenty-eighth step or the eighth hundred and twenty-seventh steps, there was a slight reflection of light on the walls on the front sides.

Everyone has a good spirit.

But the nerves that have just relaxed and eased have become tense.

"That is the exit." Nie Lai put the handle on the handle and sneaked at the person behind him:

"Be careful."

The group immediately calmed down.

Cohen spit out a sigh of relief, shook his shoulders, and then slowed down.

Miranda and Raphael are still silent, and it seems to be very tacit.

Taylor's atmosphere did not dare to take a sip, for fear of disturbing something unknown.

But as the field of vision becomes brighter, they are moving faster and faster.

As they approached the exit, the light in front was getting brighter.

Until the exit is clear and unmistakable – at the end of the deep tunnel, a hole that transmits glare white light.

Nielai sighed.

The nerves of everyone are also loose.

It is not because of safety, but because the spirit has become less normal in the dark and depressed environment for a long time.

So when I saw the exit, the feeling was like an anxious wait, and finally the result was the same.

in spite of.

This result is not very good.

A figure stands quietly at the exit.

Taylor’s heart sank.

“Is it the person who responded?” he asked softly.

"Of course not," Niely shook his head, and he no longer depressed his volume: "He is not stupid enough to stand directly at the hole."

The expression of the comet has become very calm, and it seems that some – relief?

Cohen sighed.

The Whiteblade Guards quietly spread out to protect the small slippery head.

Miranda pressed the hilt and gently opened his lips: "Are you ready to fight?"

Raphael narrowed his eyes: "Do you see who it is?"

"The looks can't be seen clearly," Miranda said slightly. "But the figure... is too familiar."

Cohen frowned. "Familiar? You mean, Croy?"

Niely did not pay attention to the arguments that followed.

He made a gesture to the people behind him, and then one step forward.

Go to that figure.

The figure slightly crossed his head and the light hit his face.

Everyone saw the appearance of the coming person, and suddenly he was shocked.

That's not ‘撼地’, not Kaslan.

"See you again," Nie Lai came to a place ten steps away from the crowd and sighed softly:

"Ms. Kashan."

In front of him, the red witch smiled and nodded as always.

Tyres unbelievably looked at the red witch who appeared again in front of him. He turned his head and looked behind him and turned back to look at Kashan.

How is she so fast...

"Casslan really told you this secret road." Nie Lai was cold and cold.

The red witch smiles lightly.

"I just knew it, don't blame him," the old woman observed Nie Lai's position, and then raised her eyebrows: "It's close enough, Lord Niely."

The comet stopped.

His hand is still on the blade of the broken soul.

"Where is he?" Niely had to squint because of the backlighting - he could not see the situation outside the hole.

Kashan looked at him and sighed: "He won't appear."

Niely squeezed his handle.

"Hey," Niely looked away, his voice full of disdain: "coward."

Behind him, Tyres frowned. "They also stood too far... nothing could be heard."

He tried to run the crime of the prison river, but the power of the end of the road search in the secret road was too great, he called several times, but the crime of the prison river did not respond.

Miranda showed a strange look: "Why is there only one red witch?"

"Maybe it's an old trick," Cohen blocked the side of Tyres, and looked around with suspicion. "The big head of the knife, maybe in the gutter, is going to jump like the last time. come out."

"Warning," Raphael said quietly: "This time, we have no backup."

“Hey,” Wyatt whispered. “When will they start playing?”

Tyres looked at the two people in the conversation, and he was heavy: "We will know."

Nielai’s eyes returned to Kashan’s body.

"What about you, Tulleha," the comet looked at Kashan, estimating the distance between the two, and chilling: "Where is your ambush?"

The red witch slowly sighed.

"Outside," Kashan nodded, squinting: "The shackles you can't imagine are ambushing in the most smashing corners - all in the darkroom."

"As for the black sand collar... I am not prepared to let them participate in this hunting."

Nie Lai's pupil was slightly tightened.

He hates this feeling.

On the battlefield, the feeling of being locked in the dead.

His eyes gradually adapted to the light, and through the hole, he saw the outside scene - still empty.

Nie Lai looked back at the red witch's eyes, and the pale face moved slightly: "You are not afraid, I will hold you again?"

Kashan released a friendly smile: "Oh, I am prepared for this time, I am afraid it will not be so easy."

Nie Lai’s sense of uneasiness was getting heavier and he was fixed. He looked at the old woman and did not speak.

"Then what are you waiting for," the comet said coldly: "Do you do it - or do you think that as long as it is blocked here, we will surrender?"

But beyond his expectations, Kashan shook his head: "Of course not."

"I do take all the advantages," Red Witch said faintly: "But that's not what I want, unnecessary violence and death don't help."

"Our words have not been finished yet."

"It belongs only to the White Blade Guard and the Darkroom. It is only a conversation between the blade and the wing."

Nie Lai has a slight glimpse.

what?

Why haven’t you changed the burglar for so long?

Ah, that's because...

I crouched in front of the computer and slept... (nostrils)

(End of this chapter)