The night wind blew slowly, making the surrounding leaves rustle, and the bright white moonlight fell on Hero's body, drawing a long oblique shadow.
Yanluo quietly guarded Hero, and he sang the sounds of nature for Hero. However, no matter how mysterious symbols lingered around Hero, Hero still showed no sign of waking up. If Charlotte hadn't directly activated Hero with those three runes,
The origin of Luo's soul was probably in its current state. Unless Yan Luo fully understood the natural way, external forces would not be able to have any effect on He Luo.
Yanluo looked at Holo's figure. Although she had mixed feelings in her heart, she remained silent and just silently sang the sounds of nature for Holo. Although it had no effect, this was the only thing she could do for Holo.
Suddenly, a strange soul fluctuation flashed away, and then Holo's figure like a wooden stake suddenly collapsed, lying on the ground gasping for air.
Yanluo immediately stopped singing and quickly walked to Heluo.
"Heluo..." Yanluo's eyes swayed and his voice trembled.
Hero shook his head and said nothing. His face was pale and he looked very weak.
In fact, Holo's condition at the moment is not that bad at all. His soul has been restored for a long time and has been nursed back to health. At this moment, he is completely acting.
"Why do you do that? You know, he can't hurt me." Yanluo choked with a hint of reproach in his tone.
Holo forced out a smile and said, "I didn't think much about it at the time. I just wanted to protect you. Even if my soul is exhausted, I don't care."
Yanluo said nothing, tears welling up in his eyes.
If Aaron had been present, he would have pointed at Holo's nose and cursed when he heard what Holo said. What Holo just said was a complete copy of Aaron's lines about pursuing girls.
"You won't look beautiful if you cry." He Luo reached out his hand and touched Yanluo's silky hair and said.
Yanluo's heart beat suddenly, and she felt that something had changed inside her body, but she couldn't tell what kind of change it was.
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In the dim hall, two rows of torches emitted a faint light. Deep in the hall, on a throne, a man was leaning on the armrest. His eyes shone with a faint silver light, as if he could see through eternity.
"The balance of the twin souls has actually been broken. Could it be that person in destiny?" The man's words did not have any emotional fluctuations, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.
"The harvest season is coming soon." He stretched out his right hand, captured seven magic elements, and watched slowly. "It's been ten thousand years."
The seven-color brilliance slowly flowed, and the man's face was looming. The golden hair and the resolute face were actually 90% similar to Charlotte.
"Father, I will prove that your choice is wrong." As he said that, he gently grasped his right hand, and the seven-color elemental light exploded, turning into little light rain and dissipating in the hall.
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The clear lake water was sparkling. Hero sat cross-legged by the lake, using his mental power to constantly nourish his soul origin. His soul origin was seriously injured and was overloaded again. Although the dim soul origin was
Chart was rekindled, but serious consequences would still occur if used again. Therefore, Hero had to race against time to restore the origin of his soul. After all, he still had to face many opponents.
Yanluo stood next to Hero. She faced the moonlight, her gauze was blown by the breeze, her golden hair fluttered, and was reflected in a layer of white color by the moonlight. She stood quietly like a nightingale.
I don't know what I'm thinking about there.
A faint fluorescent light floated over and lingered around Yanluo. She stretched out her palm, and a little fluorescent light flew between her fingers.
"I shouldn't have had any interaction with him." As he said that, Yanluo held the fluorescent light in his palm.
She looked at Holo and recalled what happened just now, "But..."
Having said this, Yanluo did not continue. She let go of her palm, and the fluorescent light flew out again.
"Yanluo, are you worried?" He Luo woke up from his meditative state and looked at Yanluo and asked.
Yanluo turned her back to Holo. She looked up at the bright moon, her hair fluttering in the wind, "If one day we stand on opposite sides, what will you do?"
"That's impossible, we are friends."
"I mean what if." Yanluo turned around with a serious expression.
"Um..." Helo scratched his head and said, "That depends on how serious the confrontation is."
"It has to be a matter of life and death." Yanluo's eyes flashed and he said firmly.
He Luo didn't know why Yanluo was so serious. He waved his hand and said, "How much hatred must there be? I have a good temper and I usually don't fight with others about life and death."
"Then what if I hurt your best friend?" Yan Luo said.
Hearing this, Hero was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, slapped his thigh, and laughed directly, "It's up to you, hahahaha."
"What's wrong?" Yanluo frowned and said.
"I'm telling you, it's impossible just for you." He Luo waved his hand towards Yanluo, "Unless you reach the holy level, let alone you, even if you add me, you can't beat one of his hands."
Hearing He Luo say this, Yan Luo suddenly felt a black line on his forehead, "Your best friend is Sheng Jie? Are you very old?"
"No, no, no." Hero shook his head quickly, "He is about the same age as me. Although he is not a saint, it is still easy and enjoyable to torture a saint like Self."
"When he is angry, blue flames will appear all over his body, and such big wings can grow from his back." Hero danced and gestured on his back, "I tell you, if you meet him one day, you'd better not
If you mess with him, just one feather from him will be enough for a saint like Self to drink a pot."
Holo spoke more and more enthusiastically, "If you really become my enemy, my friend will definitely not be able to stand it. If you want to do it to me, you will have to step over his body first. Self tried to do it to me before and almost let me do it."
My friend chopped off his arm."
He Luo stood up, walked slowly to Yan Luo's side, and casually put his hand on Yan Luo's shoulder, "So, you'd better not be my enemy." After saying that, he looked up at the moonlight.
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"Hands!" Yanluo scolded with a black line on his face.
"Ah? What? What hand?"
"Haha." Yanluo smiled, clenched his pink fists, and made a crisp sound.
"Oh, the injury is too serious, these hands and feet can't be used anymore." Hero quickly took his hand away and said with a smile.
"Watch your hands from now on, otherwise your friends won't be able to protect you." A cold light flashed in Yanluo's eyes, and he glared at Hero.
"It's necessary, it's necessary." Hero nodded and bowed, with a flattering look on his face.
Looking at Holo's appearance, Yan Luo sighed, and then said, "Hello, do you know why I want to save you?"
Under the moonlight, Yanluo looked a little cold, her eyebrows tightened, and she seemed to have a lot of things accumulated in her heart.