Chapter 121: Tracing to the Holy Land (middle)
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Light Spirit Epic
- 雷文D维克萨斯
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- 2021-02-04 10:39:26
Chapter 121 is lost in the Holy Land
The next day was the day to go to the grave of the Warriors. The day of this destiny will change the knights... or at least change the fate of someone.
"Reconfirm, as long as you can read the picture in memory, you can transfer it to the designated place, right?" Arthur asked the lotus sound. "If the memory is long ago, the picture is blurred, don't you remember it?" "
"Memory does not disappear out of thin air. Even if you don't remember, it really exists in your brain. With the memory of the transmission path, there will be no mistakes." Lian Yin explained.
"If that entrance has long since been destroyed, it has been buried by boulder?" Arthur asked again. "What if we are caught in a pile of stones and can't get out? What if the transmission fails?" ?"
"- Arthur, shut up." Kay finally got impatient, saying, "Lian Yin, read my memory. If Arthur doesn't want to go, don't send him over!"
"So--" Lian Yin put his hand on Kay's forehead.
"Know it, I will follow it, what temper!" Arthur said.
"Transfer preparation. Three, two, one. Transmission." After the girl finished, the scenery around the crowd changed, and in a twinkling of an eye came to the entrance of the Warriors' grave.
The ancient blood on the ground also evoked memories of Kay.
The green ruins in the depths of the jungle.
"But, I don't know if there are any traps inside. It's so dangerous, don't go in." The pale teenager said.
"It doesn't matter, let's go. I am very strong. If there is a case, Arthur will be protected by me!" Another muscular, red-haired teenager with wheat-colored skin, does not know how to say it with heights. -
His arrogance lasted only ten minutes.
"Hey!!!!" A pale teenager, crying beside the red-haired boy.
Shooting from the traps on the side, countless steel needles run through the left leg of the red-haired boy. The left leg with hundreds of steel needles inserted has been blurred.
"Ya, Arthur," the red-haired boy said with incompetence, "Don't worry about me, escape from here and call the grown-ups."
"I don't want to leave Kay!" The pale-faced teenager cried. "Kay’s words are a stupid thing!"
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"I, I don't care. Legs, leg injuries don't look so bad, just take a break, I can take a break... Go out..." The red-haired boy said hard, but his face was purple, it was big A precursor to blood loss shock.
"I can still -" the darkness enveloped the eyes of the red-haired boy. He is shocked.
I don't know how long it has been. The red-haired teenager only felt that his body was slowly dragging.
The young boy's body dragged his body several times his weight and kept moving toward the exit.
From his breathing, you can know his hardships. The sweat that drip from the ground can clearly feel his panic.
"Ha, ha, ha..." The pale-skinned teenager was too tired to breathe. How many times did he want to drop another boy who was dragging his hand and fled himself.
But not. He eventually failed to abandon his only brother, though it was just a false family.
The red-haired teenager, on the verge of death, wanted to open his brother again and again to throw him away and escape.
But he can't. Maybe it's because he doesn't have physical strength, or it may be because he is really scared. He is afraid of death, this is true. He is even more afraid of being left behind, alone, and this is true.
In comparison, how awkward it is to say that the younger brother had left his own escape, how ironic it is.
At this moment, the red-haired boy is filled with resentment against his own powerlessness and hypocrisy. This resentment is constantly lingering in his heart, slowly becoming weak with his consciousness.
He knew that he was going to die soon. If you can really die like this, it would be fine.
However, gradually, the two saw the light of the exit.
That faint, [hope] light.
The moment the light came into the eyes of the red-haired boy, he lost consciousness. But he knew he was saved.
saved. Although saved, but -
I beg you, no! Don't be like this, Arthur!
Obviously, it is up to me to protect you!