Chapter 103 Lu Chengfang wins

The vast sea of ​​​​people came across the water, like dusk passing by, and in the center of the battlefield there was a young man in black with his eyes closed, feeling all this quietly.

The sky is still bright, the hot wind is still hoarse, but I wonder if the young man who once longed to join hands with his parents again, with poetry and distant places in his heart, is still the same.

Time is always the cruelest thing in the world. No matter how arrogant you are, it can erase the edges and corners of your youth and vigour. It always takes away the proof of the final existence of some things.

It always makes people gradually forget their original intentions.

The army is gradually approaching, and it can even be said that it is very close.

The boy remained motionless, even though someone behind him shouted: "Hey, hurry up and do it."

Although some people in front expected him to be killed just like that, and then he would happily accept the food expenses for that month.

Oh, by the way, he almost forgot, there is an angel with evil taste waiting for his performance.

As well as the cute "angel" who is still in the epiphany and has not been separated. He is really almost busy with this.

Listening to the voice in front of him, the young man couldn't help but think

Was this also the case for those who fought in the past?

No, unlike now, what faced them back then might have been cold bullets.

When they learned that their powers were disparate and that they would die if they fought, they should move forward resolutely.

At that time, what kind of mood did they risk to fight?

If you really want to go back and fight side by side with them, sometimes the world just lacks that passion, which makes people feel cold, but the fact is that everyone has such a fire, but it is extinguished ruthlessly, and then

Or hide it in your heart and let it burn slowly.

To be honest, he was really grateful for the time travel, because he felt that his cold heart was slowly warming up again.

Lu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and watched the cavalry soldiers in the front row raising their spears towards him.

The spear was about to get close to his eyebrows.

There are many mysteries in this world, and he always feels that something will come quietly in his peaceful life, but it is not important. He has the strength to protect others, and that is enough.

A good-looking long sword appeared in Lu Cheng's hand. He liked using swords because he always felt that swords were a weapon that could convey emotions. They could be ruthless and cold killing weapons, or they could be evaporated in the hands of a caring person.

warmth.

The sword was slowly unsheathed, making a sound of friction with the scabbard. Before it was unsheathed, it cut off the long thorn that stabbed Lu Cheng's forehead.

The past has passed, and whatever is left is the future, or true freedom means that you just move forward, no matter how you go, it is the way forward, your own way forward.

Maybe that road is not the most exciting, but at least it is bright.

When the sword comes out, the sky and the earth change color, as if the only white spots in the world are the bright sword and the master who wields it, and everything else is a spotlight beside it.

The thousands of troops and horses in front were all broken by a faint white glow and disappeared into smoke, as if a 400-meter long knife had cut them in half.

Lu Cheng wanted to sheath the sword, but it seemed that the sword could not withstand the pressure and turned into dots and was about to dissipate.

"Ahem," Lu Cheng coughed lightly and pinched the long sword back. Now that he is so poor, how can you just throw away this little sword of yours?

Ordinary long sword: "?"

"???"

"How can one be so virtuous?"

"You don't even want to retire? I'm going to piss you off."

Feeling the sword trembling, Lu Cheng glanced at the long sword suspiciously. He was so powerful now that he could bring out his spiritual power with one swing?

"Okay, okay, you're welcome. Work hard and try to transform yourself someday." Lu Cheng patted the long sword and put away the spare long sword that had not been used for 18 years.

And now as long as he wants to, he can even change the past

But at least we should protect this world first. After all, we have seen a lot of things that do not belong to this world. It is unknown whether there will be any changes.

To be honest, I kind of miss those two sweethearts surrounding me, Yazi, who calls me giegie. What can I do to transform into someone else?

"Ah bum bum bum." Lu Cheng shook his head vigorously. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He kept thinking about something.

But speaking of it, if there is a chance, he also wants to publish a book in the demon world, and simply call it about my time with angels and demons after time travel.

Realizing that he was distracted again, Lu Cheng couldn't help but smile, looked around at the empty battlefield in the chess game, and sighed: "Unknowingly."

"I have also become a sentimental person."

He looked at Gabriel and Raphael, a little curious about how these two "talented" first-time angels would solve the problem.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but ask myself, is food really so important for a month?

Chujie,

Raphael's eyes, which had just witnessed the shocking strike, visibly fluctuated. She had only seen this kind of inexplicable meaning in the Hand of God.

But what she saw was far less intense than what she saw in Lu Cheng.

Raphael pulled the corner of Gabriel's clothes and asked softly: "Jia Jiang, did he really never win when he fought with your sister?"

Gabriel thought for a while and said, "I don't know, it's just that sometimes when I come back, I look angry."

When she thought of this, she sneered and said: "It's awesome to be able to make my hateful sister show such an expression."

"Ah" Raphael recalled the scene when he last saw Gabriel meeting the Hand of God. At that time, Gabriel still looked like "this is the best sister in the world".

She glanced at Gabriel, who was sneering, and felt that Gabriel was cuter in her current appearance.

I just don’t know what Lord Hand of God will think when he finds out.

At this moment, Satania's voice came from the other side.

"Hey, I said this is all you have!"

Satania, who was in the Han world, saw that the two people on the other side didn't move at all. He thought they were frightened by his wise and powerful appearance, and immediately began to create hatred.

"Sure enough, it's not going to work anymore. You must be surprised that I turned the situation around as soon as I came on the scene."

"This is the gap between you and me. In terms of intelligence, not even Lu Cheng can compare with me, hahahaha."

Lu Cheng, who was guarding the Han Dynasty, had blue veins popping out on his forehead. He was annoyed that sometimes in Satania, he deserved a beating when he deserved it, and people couldn't do it.

"What a sin."

He sighed and stepped into the Chu world.

"As for how to solve the game, Jiajiang and I have some ideas." Raphael said with a smile: "We use points to summon five soldiers."

Five pawns reappeared in the chess game.

As in previous battles, when a chess piece exists, its combat units can be continuously divided.

Lu Cheng looked at the increasing number of soldiers and thought it was another mass tactic, until Gabrielle took out a few cover cards from nowhere.

"Angels have descended, turning all our units into angels."

"Sacrifice 99 of our angel units and summon the most powerful among angels, the Hand of the Archangel God - Gael."

Those two sentences made those who heard them sad and those who heard them shed tears. Lu Cheng's facial expression froze on the spot. Just play, what are the meanings of calling parents.

The huge angelic power surged in the chess world, and feathers began to fall from the sky.

Of course what Gabriel summoned was just a phantom, but no matter what, this was still a "parent", not a "parent".

Colorful feathers fell from Lu Cheng's eyes, and a familiar figure appeared in his eyes, with long blond hair, white uniform, and a cold face.

There is also something to be desired about a.

The feather rain has stopped.

If it were in reality, if nothing unexpected happened, it would continue to rain feathers in that area for the next few hours.

But in the chess game, this kind of scene only lasted for a few minutes and then stopped, as if it was just a formality.

Lu Cheng knew the reason. The feathers that fell when Jialou arrived were actually the involuntary manifestation of angelic power. The one summoned during the chess game was not that strong, so it only lasted a few minutes.

"Come on sister! You must win for me!" Gabriel waved to Gaellu from behind, while not forgetting to be cute.

There was no expression on "Jia'ailu" noodle stall's face, and he just took a step closer to Lu Cheng.

Just this step brought back the pain Lu Cheng felt at that time. His face hurt for a moment, and he almost thought that the Fist of God series had been touched on his face.

But then he thought about it and took it into consideration.

"How have you been lately?" Lu Cheng said with a smile, "Let me share with you some little things about your sister."

"Gaailu's" face visibly fluctuated.

Gabriel exclaimed that something was wrong.

Jiabaili died.

Lu Chengfang won.

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inside the room,
To be continued...