lerbook Chapter 418 The great god is on the hot search again 24
Chapter 418 The great god is on the hot search again 24
'Help, luckily I didn't miss this live broadcast room. It didn't even have a title, but the content was so exciting. '
'The inside story of Hanshen's fraud has finally been clarified. It turns out that it was the capitalists behind it. It's really disgusting! '
'Sure enough, the poor will always be poor, and the rich will always be rich. This is the reality. It's terrible. I want to report these people. There must be others behind this Boss Lu. '
'Wait, don't you think this perspective is strange?No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are outside the window...'
Because it was a new account, the number of people in the live broadcast room was not large. It has only reached a few thousand from the beginning, but there were many comments. Like the one just now, it was quickly deleted. After the conversation ended, the live broadcast room was closed. Then an unabridged version of the screen recording appeared in this account's work, and the number of retweets immediately increased to over [-].
Lin Shuang turned off her phone and strolled back to her room to rest.
Lingxing was about to follow in, but was shut out by Lin Shuang.
【Host? ] Lingxing knocked on the door pitifully. In fact, he could get in, but he was afraid that the host would tear him apart directly.
According to his observation of the host's performance, the host still cares about Ji Han, but now it is obvious that he is included in Ji Han's formation and is an enemy.
Just as he was thinking about it, a voice without any emotion came from inside, "Who is he, and who are you."
The reason why Lin Shuang is still tolerating them now is just because of these days together and because they don't have any murderous intention towards her.
Lingxing scratched his head. He didn't know how to explain it. If he told the host now, he was worried that he would not be able to complete the mission in this plane and fall short.
[Host, before the time comes, Lingxing will never betray you and will tell you the truth. 】
No more sounds came from inside, so Lingxing had no choice but to turn around and look for Ji Han.
Lin Shuang sat on the bed, her red eyes no longer concealed, looking out the window indifferently.
Combining the scattered memories before, she guessed that this Ji Han must be related to her identity before her death, and the relationship was close, otherwise he would not have become a character in her strategy in these planes.
Her blood-red eyes were surrounded by gold, and she pursed her lips in concentration.
[Blood Technique·Forbidden·Invasion]
As soon as she said this, she twitched slightly, and red blood streaks spread out from her snow-white skin, as if taking root on her body. They slowly climbed up to that peerless figure, and a bright flower bloomed at the end of her eyes.
Blood spells are generally used on people, while forbidden spells are used on the vampires themselves. She seems to have invented these blood spells herself, and she uses them naturally when she needs them.
Following the invasion, she reached into the depths of her soul and found a very vague scene.
A woman in white clothes and a golden crown stood on the city wall. She was holding a bottle of holy water in her hand and was dealing with the vampires below the city.
"Holy Maiden, the north side of Nancheng has been breached!"
A soldier reported, and the people behind him followed closely, "All the formations outside the city have failed, leaving only the last layer of protective barrier... Oh no, Holy Maiden! The barrier is damaged!"
The saint in white frowned and looked at the silver-haired and red-eyed woman sitting leisurely on top of the black bat.
The woman had an enchanting figure, and behind her was a seat formed by bats and skeletons. She was leaning on the side, her red eyes flowing, and she was naturally charming, and she slowly looked at the saint.
This last line of defense can be broken by a bomb.
"Lord Xing, why hasn't the king ordered the attack?"
In the blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed, and Xing has become a vampire of the same level as Ya Ya. He was in a cloak and gave them a cold look.
They lowered their heads.
"Forty-five years ago, the Saint was defeated. She used witchcraft to resurrect the man buried in the tomb of the king. In the past three days, the king was furious and destroyed everyone in the West City together with the Saint."
"Now this saint got the sorcery from who knows where, and she has been reborn as a saint in Nancheng with her memories. Is she planning to fight to the death with the king?"
Human beings reproduce faster than vampires. In 40 years, human civilization has recovered as it did before.
With a look from the King of the Blood Tribe, the Saintess of Nancheng was pinched by the neck in the air. Her face was in pain, her limbs were struggling in the air, and the holy water bottle also shattered on the ground.
The woman's eyes slightly raised, "Where's your next move?"
The saint chuckled softly, holding back her words, "King of the blood clan, do you think that I can resurrect that child again? He was crushed to ashes by you, and I can't do it even with my heavenly ability."
"If I fall into your hands, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill me, kill me. I am destined by fate. As long as you don't die, I will be reborn forever until the day I kill you."
As soon as she finished speaking, her neck was cut off without a moment's notice, and her whole body fell like a willow tree under the city wall, and was buried by the vampires.
The Vampires hated her so much that her body instantly became in pieces.
The bats behind the chair were about to move. The woman opened her lips slightly and was about to give an order when an arrow swished across her cheek, revealing a trace of blood. She looked at the man who shot the arrow, her eyes flashing slightly.
The son of King Nancheng, Nanjin.
He has obsidian eyes, which are as clear as black and white in the dim light, like bright stars. Under the neat short hair, he has a handsome face that is a little childish, but has the potential to be carved.
He had just grown up, but his eyes were as firm and resolute as a battle-hardened general. He stood where the saint had just been, took another arrow and pointed it at the woman.
"The saint is dead, I hope you will not go any further."
"Prince, that's the king of the blood clan. Come down quickly and we'll protect you!" The guards behind him were so frightened that they couldn't hold their swords steady. They could kill such a powerful saint with just one look, let alone ordinary people like them.
Xing looked at that face and fell into deep thought. He glanced at the woman sideways and sighed in his heart.
As he expected, the woman curled her lips and then stopped, "Okay."
After speaking, her figure turned into blood mist and disappeared. The remaining vampires were leaderless and looked at Xing.
"Lord Xing, this...are we retreating?"
Xing: "This is not a retreat. The king is tired, so go back and rest."
Another vampire said, "But Master Jiaoya has ordered that Nancheng be captured and used as a stronghold."
"Lord Jia Ya, don't you have to obey the king's orders?"
One sentence silenced the words of the vampires behind him, but there were still some who disobeyed orders. Xing just left with his own people, and other business matters had nothing to do with him.
The young man looked at the direction where the blood mist dispersed, and immediately took over the command, asking everyone to clean up the mess.
[Host, the main mission is to protect Nancheng, but this will inevitably involve going against the ancestor of the blood clan. How can we attack her? 】
The young man clenched the bow in his hand, which was why he had just made a desperate attempt to attract her attention.
During the first mission, he was Ping Jin, who had been with her for more than ten years. Because the data was lost, his memory was finally recovered.
During the second mission, he was resurrected among the bones by the evil saint using secret techniques. His good chance of rebirth was wasted, and he was such a dilapidated corpse. He was not handsome at all. How could he defeat the ancestor of the blood clan? He couldn't wish for her to crush him into ashes.
But it was also the second time that made him know that the king still had compassion for her. After all, his bones were like that, and she was still willing to sleep with her.
Now this is the third mission. He has become the prince of Nancheng. The saint has strong ambitions and directly seized power after returning. The king of Nancheng has become her puppet. She does whatever she wants and doesn't care about the people at all.
Fortunately, the king was not merciless in dealing with a clown like her, so he could now regain his power and restore the King of Nancheng.
It's not enough to complete one task. He must capture Nancheng while guarding her.
The young man wiped the blood on his cheek and whispered, "Fortunately, this skin is similar to mine. Yao Jin, who is a few years older, looks like this. She didn't kill me, but she still has me in her heart."
[But the host...] The system said: [The favorability of the ancestor of the blood clan towards you is negative~]