Chapter 465: Cold child anger (below)

Surrounded by a group of eight light-level superfigurers at least level 80, such an amazing lineup is the most since Ling Chen entered the world of God. He believes that no player can let a main city dispatch such an amazing lineup to deal with. Ling Chen’s fists clenched quietly and quickly thought about ways to escape.
"It's not a man who can't attack the success of the Golden Marksman. It's not simple. Your strength is stronger than any other human being we have ever seen... No, it can even be said that it has gone beyond the human world. It’s the range of your players’ abilities! It’s not up to us to get the shots of the eight of us.
The middle of the light magister, Shen Sheng said, they were blocked by eight of them, and then attacked from a distance, but did not let him have any damage, even There was a very strange light power back, which made him unable to be deeply shocked.
Ling Chen licked his lips and taunted: "I said that you are eight old men, and the identity of the city in the sunrise is still not low. Actually, they are united to deal with me as a young man, or a small player. You don't think Is it shameful?"
When Ling Chen’s words came out, the eight bright magisters blush at the same time. One of them immediately said:
You can summon a lot of undead monsters. Obviously, there is a strong dark power. It’s right for us to shoot. But I didn’t think However, you are a player, there is such a strong undead in the body, it is better than the dead! No wonder you can summon so many undead in a short time!"
"Well?" Ling Chen was puzzled, but immediately understood that the old man apparently regarded the breath of the cold child as his. Lenger is not in a state of infidelity now. The eight bright mages can see her, and the body of Lenger is closely attached to Ling Chen. The eight bright magisters can’t tell the difference. Breath, in addition, in the eyes of any one person, how can a little girl's body have a sense of undead, only from Ling Chen.
"You summon a large number of undead creatures to attack the city of sunrise, causing widespread panic and chaos throughout the city. It is simply sinful and sinful. There is nothing wrong with sin! We practice the power of light, only kill the devil, do not want to kill, and do not want to hurt your arms. That innocent girl, so you can still slap it. When you accept the punishment, you can regain your freedom. Otherwise, we have to kill you! You will have no place in this continent. "The bright magician in the middle is screaming." The sound fell, and the white light of the eight people shone, and the powerful light power surged like a boiling water. The power of light is rich to a certain extent, and it will not be warm and soft. At least, Ling Chen is suffering from the suffocation of a mountain-like body... He subconsciously shrinks his arms and holds the cold. My own feelings are still the same, not to mention the coldness of the light.
"Cold, don't be afraid, we will leave here soon, don't be afraid..."
Ling Chen whispered to the cold child, and in the right palm, he had quietly gripped a big pineapple.
That's right, it's an angry pineapple!
All the skills are sealed. Ling Chen only has his own talent ability. This ability is supplemented by the evil face mask. He can confidently escape the enchantment under the joint attack of the three light mages... But eight He knew that it was almost impossible. And this pineapple bomb that can make a wide range of vertigo is almost the only hope... However, he also has to think that the light power has the strongest purification ability. These people with strong light ability, their resistance to abnormal state Sex is extremely high, and even ordinary abnormal states can't work for them at all. Whether this angry pineapple can make them all dizzy after being blasted... he is not sure.
Fight it... you can't plant it here~!
For Ling Chen, these eight bright magisters are definitely more difficult to deal with than the cherry gods. This does not mean that their strength will add up to the cherry blossoms. Sakura God wants to destroy what they estimate is the time to move their fingers. But for Ling Chen... a cherry blossom and a bright magician are almost the same concept! Because he can't win, and the opponent's attack falls on him is a second, and the other side's various techniques can't resist. Similarly, the concept of eight golden light magisters is similar to the concept of eight cherry gods. He tossed one, and faced eight... he had to smash.
Holding the pineapple's hand a little bit tightened, Ling Chen was looking for the best time to throw it under his feet... Unconsciously, a drop of quietly condensed cold sweat fell from his forehead, across the air, light The light drops on the tight cheeks of the cold. The cold child in the shudder was trembled, almost involuntarily. She lifted her cheek slightly, then reached out and put a white finger on the drop of liquid on the face... very ice, very cold, like It is the same body temperature of the owner. Involuntarily, she put the liquid-stained fingers slowly into the mouth... Her taste is weak, but she clearly tastes the bitter taste. She looked up and looked at Ling Chen holding him tightly. His expression was cold and a little scary, not like the usual face of her. His body temperature is so strange, his heartbeat is very urgent and chaotic. But the arm that gathered her waist was so tight, but the strength was very soft, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Suddenly, the fear brought by the bright enchantment gradually faded from the heart and disappeared. She felt that she had been cold for countless years, and she had a strange feeling in her heart for many years. It was a kind of warmth. And there is some feeling of pain. Why does her heart feel warm? She doesn't know. For many years, her heart is like a lonely water. She never even felt the inner existence of her heart. It was the first time she got a brand new beautiful doll from her master. She just feels the beating of the heart, but there is no such strangeness, but it is also very wonderful feeling... it is not painful. The war giant who was with her for many years fell down. She cried, but the heart of silence was not hurting at all.
Because there is no feeling in the trenches, there will be no cold feelings. But Ling Chen is totally different. He is a living person, and in order to improve his sense of well-being, he is accompanied by a cold child every day, like taking care of his own daughter. Getting along for so long, the subtle influence makes the cold child quiet for countless years of feelings a little recovery... and the feelings of recovery will only be poured into the only person who is accompanying her. This kind of feeling is very simple, very monotonous, quietly formed, quietly accumulated, is not so obvious, and has not been shown, but once this kind of feeling reaches a certain level, it will be terrible. She will treat that person as the other half of her life, and even more important than herself. At that time, any violation of him will cause her hysterical anger.
At this moment, although the pain in the heart is very slight and strange, she followed this painful feeling and found a feeling of resentment... the resentment of the eight bright magisters who forced Ling Chen into the realm of the moment. A kind of resentment that made her incomparably hope to kill them all and become awkward.
"Oh, it seems that you are not going to get rid of it. If it is, then let us solve it. After you die, you should immediately return to the distant forgotten continent. And then, once you step into any of my East China mainland, The towns and villages of Chengchi will be endlessly pursued by us!"
Seeing that Ling Chen has not been moving, his face has been in a state of tension. The eight bright mages have finally lost all their patience. The body has a more intense white light, and the breath locked in Ling Chen is also heavy. Times, let Ling Chen brow tighter. When he was flashing, he had to pick up the pineapple in his hand to the ground... How is the ending today?
Just as the moment his arm was about to kneel, the girl in his arms squirmed his body and broke his arm. The body that had been crouching on his chest turned over and faced her. The light magister who should be afraid.
"No... bullying... master!!"
Ling Chen has never heard of the sharpness of the cold child, with such a strong sense of glory. She had been huddled before, and she was so excited that she suddenly broke out all the backlogs and made such loud noises and angry screams at the light magisters. Then she lifted up the doll that she was holding in her arms and always cherished it, and threw it hard to the magician who she hated.
The sudden change of the cold child surprised Ling Chen, and some were caught off guard. Suddenly I saw her throwing the doll out, Ling Chen stunned... He knew from the first day of knowing the cold child that the cold child’s love for the doll was incurable. No matter how much she is given, she will be carefully treasured. Usually, the doll does not leave, and she is not even willing to let him touch. Even if it is a little dirty, she will feel bad for a long time. Why should she not throw the doll? Going out.
Just when the doll was about to land, Ling Chen suddenly thought of something, and the heart screamed wildly, and even the people almost didn’t jump.
For the eight bright magisters, the action of the cold child is completely an angry little girl throwing out his toys in anger. Leng's eyes made them aware of the same, but that's all. With the landing of the dolls, they looked at each other for a moment because they didn't know how to deal with this little girl who was with Ling Tian... I don't know that death is near. .
The dolls landed, but they didn’t bounce on the ground as the magician thought, but suddenly exploded, and the bombs were torn apart. A group of rich gray gas spread with the explosion of the dolls, and eight bright magic The tutor is all covered.
"This... what is this!!"
"what!!!"
The black mist devours all the light inside this bright enchantment, obscuring the line of sight. In the dim atmosphere, Ling Chen heard the old screams of incomparable fear... I saw a glimpse of the gimmick image floating in all directions, accompanied by one horrible dark damage number -
4830000, -4600000, -4912500, -4720000, -4990000, -4763250, -4589000.
"Oh... you succeeded in killing the 90-level Golden Light Magister, 'Guitou Hongzhong', with a skill potential of 900."
"Oh... you succeeded in killing the 88-level gold light magister ‘Buchuan’s cool’, with a skill potential of 880.

"Oh... you succeeded in killing the 88-level Golden Light Magister ‘Yu Jing Mei Dai Zi’, with a skill potential of 880.

"Ding……"
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"Oh... Congratulations on your level improvement, now 41, life 20, magic 20, power 5, agility 1, spirit 1."
"Oh... your pet 'Little Gray' has been upgraded to level 41..."
"Oh... your pet 'cold' grade has been raised to level 41..."
[PS: Killing people is an enemy with no reputation. 】