: 1399 The atmosphere of the sword

In the desert, sand and dust are still raging.
Under the gravel that fluttered in the sky, it was not long before the gully was filled.
The huge gully plowed by the huge beam disappeared under the filling of the sand.
At the scene, it suddenly became like the beginning.
No one can see that there was a battle here.
"Will you come to destroy the "masquerade" tourant of the outside base?

The square appeared in the dark brown flame that gradually dissipated, and there was no trace of damage on the body. As if nothing had happened, I touched my chin.
"It seems that a lot has happened in this world."
At least, since the "masquerade" will take such action, it does not seem to be intended to maintain the local disputes with the firefighters.
Of course, there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the Firefighter and the Red Apostles. Perhaps the "masquerade" is a sudden discovery of this outside base, and intends to eradicate it. There is no other idea.
only…
"It's just that it's hard to imagine that the sly staff will do nothing after such a big incident."
The discovery of a zero-time fan.
The fall of the Star Li Dian.
Plus the incomplete appearance of Ararat before.
In one incident, the smell of gunpowder has been spread.
Therefore, Fang Li felt that the "masquerade" was ready for big action.
"But in this case, is it a little too little to send someone over?"
To say such a thing is to restore the heavy-armed type of armed forces to the state of the body, and Silvia, who came from the flying sand.
"What are you going to do to destroy a stronghold?" Silvia came to the side of the square and almost habitually reached out and spread the sand on the head of the square, saying to the side: "In such a battle, it is okay to send only one person?"
It is not Fang Li, but Jude.
"According to the information of the world mentioned before, the apostles who are known as the devil of the Red World seem to be individuals with powerful power. Such a warrior, the other party will certainly not be too much, only one can be sent. Understand, after all, this stronghold is only human."
In the past, the French army was led to liberate Orleans. In just two years, the voice of the saint who did not know how many victories came from the golden pendant.
The sound is full of serious taste.
"However, I also think this is a precursor to some kind of big action."
This may be just an intuition.
However, the instincts of the saints, as long as they are wise, will not choose to ignore.
Not only because Jude had the experience of leading the battle, but also because she has the power of revelation.
Therefore, even if it is pure intuition, you can't ignore this statement.
"Since Jude said this, it must be like this." Fang also took the sand on the head of Silvia, saying: "In any case, first get information from the outside, first look at After I left, there was something in the world that happened to be determined."
Silvia suddenly nodded with a chuckle.
But then, Silvia said this in a careless manner.
"Before that, should you greet your acquaintance?"
The singer who saw through the thoughts of his lover’s heart said this.
Let the shrug in the side, turned his head and looked in the air.
Naturally, Fang Fang will not feel it.
There are two breaths, and they are approaching here.
One of the breaths is strange.
However, another breath is different.
That is like the burning scent of the sun, in the memory of the party, only one person has it.
"Xana..."
This whispered, calling for long-lost comrades.
When the streamer of the fire of the red lotus plunged through the air and fell to the side, the sights of both Fangli and Silvia were attracted.
"Hey...!"
In a little muffled sound, the flying sand splashed, the wind swayed, and the dust that ravaged the surrounding area was somewhat disordered and scraped in different directions.
At the same time, a maid fell from the sky, but did not fall as rudely as the former, but directly suspended in midair, seeing Fangli and Silvia.
When the other party saw Silvia, there was always a surprise in the eyes of Gujing.
"Which one...what is it here...?"
No one can hear such a voice.
Fang Fang only looked to the front.
In the flying sand in front, the petite girl who gathered the wings of the red lotus fire also cast a line of sight and greeted the eyes of the party.
Looking at the time of the half a year, there is still no change in the figure, Xia Na has a little wave of smoldering eyes, and the hand holding the Tai Tai knife is slowly tightened up.
I don't know how long it took in the past, Shana only spoke.
"It's too late to come back, stupid."
That is no different from the memory of the party, a strong and powerful voice.
In this regard, Fang Li only smiled back and did not make much words.
The reunion is completed in this moment.
Two messengers from different worlds.
Two warriors who maintain the balance of the world.
At this moment, the reunion was completed and the encounter was completed.
......
"is it?"
In one of the hotel's rooms, the form of "burning eye-catching killer" has been canceled, and Shana, who has returned to the black and black, has her arms closed and her eyes closed.
"That is, are we still late?"
The reason why Shana came here is because she feels that it is very likely to encounter a "masquerade" attack.
Although it is remote, there is no one who will come to visit, but since the outside has already noticed the traces of the search squad with "massive dance", the idea is convincing enough.
Of course, because this place is quite special, Shana is also more concerned, this kind of thinking, I will never say it.
Fang Li also learned a lot of information from Shanna’s mouth.

In a short period of six months, I destroyed many strongholds in the outside world?
Sitting in the bed, he snorted and said,
Sure enough, the old woman is planning a big move.

Wen Yan, Shana opened her eyes.
"...this thing, let me listen to your thoughts later."
That being said, Shana turned her gaze to Silvay, who was sitting beside him.
"Before that, let me know."
Shana’s tone began to carry indifference and anxiety.
"who are you?"
It was a hostile tone.
In this tone, the atmosphere in the room has also changed.
It became a bit smashed.
This allowed Silvia to glance at the side of the side.
In the eyes, more or less carried some not good.
Fang immediately closed his mouth.
Looking at Shana, who stared straight at Silvia, and looked at her own Silva, looking at her, and Fang was stunned in her heart.
"Is this situation a little bad?"