Vol 2 Chapter 494: Wang Lu

"Cough, cough ..."
The girl in the tea-blue robe walked slowly in the forest without any other expression on her face.
From time to time, she would cough over her lips, and a trace of blood would cough from her lips.
"The Tusso, Tusuo." Selena propped up the tree trunk with her hand. She looked forward and in the direction of the Tusuo. There was a hint of sigh on her face.
The fate of the Tusuo people, here, has reached a key place.
Everything destined will be doomed.
Selena knew that she believed her perception was correct and there would be nothing wrong.
The goddess of Styx is on it.
May you be blessed by fate.
Selena silently made several blessing gestures and drew several unique marks and symbols on her chest and forehead.
"Miss, your injury ..." A simple and rigorously dressed man with two black and delicate black beards and an old-fashioned face, it seems that an old housekeeper from the ancient century appeared on Selena's side, slightly toward Selena Bowing, showing his respect, but in this respect, but also revealed a kind of toughness and firmness.
This is an old man who has been cultivated for thousands of years by the noble family. What is reflected in him is definitely not just etiquette.
"Grandpa Desai."
Selena smiled, expressing his manners towards the old man.
"Relax, Grandpa Desai, I'm fine." Selena saw that old man wanted to say something. She slowly shook her head, a light but firm expression appeared on her face, saying: "Although the last time When I played against the wizard, I was slightly injured. This is just a trivial matter, and I can recover afterwards. "
When talking about Moline, Selena couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear. Obviously she had designed everything before, but at the last moment, Moline managed to escape, which left her shadow.
But then, Selena smiled slightly as if thinking of something.
"The most important thing is that everything has finally returned to fate, and there is no fate's troubler."
"Grandpa Desai, you should also be able to clearly understand that the Tusuo King, the devil, and the terrible demon, they have been opposite each other on the ancestral platform, this is the destiny of death, wait until after, everything There will be an ending. "
"Fate, this is fate ..."
Celine murmured to herself, the expression on her face was very strange, a little obsessed, and more of a fanatical religious worship.
In the next moment, suddenly, the expression on Selena's face changed suddenly.
puff!
Like she was irritated by something, her heart shook, and she suddenly spit out a large blood mist.
"How come, how come ..." The expression on Selena's face was extremely flustered, and there was even some panic. This was very different from what she had just been. She murmured non-stop and said, "Demon dies." Yes, but the devil killed the king, the devil killed the king ... "
Selena covered her chest, her face full of incredible expression.
Her body shook weakly and finally fell to the ground.
"Fate, fate ..."
"What the was born."
Selena lost her face.
…………
The expression on Thorn's face was empty, with no trace of change or anything else, just holding Hina's body tightly.
He didn't have any other movements, only afterwards, after he saw the huge flying dragon ghost in the sky, he raised his head in amazement.
The sound of Longyin in the sky is getting louder and louder, and by the end, it has turned into Longyin all around.
Yin!
The huge dragon shadow floats in the air, changing constantly, or disappearing or appearing. It seems to have an indescribable broadness and dignity and beauty. It seems to be the most precious thing in the world.
Thorne looked at the sky, his expression stunned.
Long.
Long.
This is the dragon, the most noble dragon in legend.
Longfei is constantly changing in the high altitude, his body is moving, and his head will be exposed from time to time, and his eyes will look over, majestic and endless.
Flying dragon.
This is the heritage of the Tusuo people, the most elaborate and other things, Nine Wings Fengshen Flying Dragon.
Roar!
Suddenly, the light of Melda's body flew towards the sky, and after the huge roar of the dragon in the sky, after a huge roar, he turned around and rushed toward Thorne fiercely.
The killing intentions were completely revealed in an instant.
what? !
Thorne felt the imminent killing intention, and his face could not help showing a shocked expression.
At this time, Thorne suddenly understood that the flying dragon recognized Melda. After Melda died, the angry flying dragon wanted to shoot him and kill him to avenge Melda.
In an instant, the flying dragon had reached Thorne.
Thorne wanted to do something, but it was completely too late, and this flying dragon's phantom was very powerful, even if he had any precautions, it had no effect.
A palm stretched out from the side, blocking the figure of the flying dragon, and then, Mo Lin's figure slowly emerged.
"Ivanos Carmen Hale ..."
Morin's lips twitched slightly, and he kept mumbling. His fingers were intertwined like butterflies and flowers, forming witchcraft runes. The witchcraft runes combined with each other. In an instant, It turned into a huge transparent silver chain that flashed each other.
Wow!
The transparent silver chain was horizontal, rushing towards the front, and after a little shaking, it even bound the flying dragon that looked just like the prestige and looked like the invincible magic power.
With a bang, the flying dragon ghost hit the ground, and there was a muffled noise, and the huge flying dragon burst into a cry of pain at this time.
"Mr. Moline!"
Thorne now exclaimed Moline sometime before him and exclaimed.
"Well." Mo Lin nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the phantom of the dragon that was constantly wailing and struggling, and there was a strange look on his face.
On the ground is the true power of the legendary ‘wind’, the nine-winged Fengshen Flying Dragon.
Now, the blood of Jiuyi Fengshen Feilong is on the ground, right in front, and is readily available at any time.
"Sure enough, although the ancestors of the Tusuo people spoke the language, everything, everything is for their own family, everything belongs to the nobility."
"The legend is the same, and so is the king of the Tuso legend."
Mo Lin thought so.
At the same time, fortunately, Dadaf and Gegra gave him some spell bans and seal solutions on the Tusso ancestors. Otherwise, Mo Lin wanted to successfully suppress the power of the dragon in such a short time. It is also very difficult.
Although the blood of the Nine-winged Fengshen Flying Dragon seems to be available at any time, Mo Lin is still very cautious, and the legend of the Tusuo people is ultimately a legend. No one knows what the truth is.
Thinking this, Moline turned around and looked at Thorne next to him.
"Moline ... Mr. Moline!" Thorne looked at Moline who looked at him. His face seemed to be restored and radiant. He struggled to stand up and walked towards Moline staggeringly. .
"Thorn!"
Morin stood quietly, and the wind blew over him. The black robe on his body hunted and swayed, as if he were being blown like a flag.
Thorne looked at the expression on Morin's face and couldn't help but stunned. He wanted to say something, but at the end, he felt a strange feeling that he couldn't say.
"Thorn, come, come here."
Moline slowly stretched out his hand towards Thorne and said, "Go forward, go forward Thorne, don't forget, since then, you are the king, the real king."
"No, Mr. Morin, I am not, I am not a king, I am a devil ..."
When the expression on Thorne's face froze, he subconsciously wanted to explain something.
But Morin interrupted him with the next words.
"No, Thorne, you are not a demon." Morin looked at Thorne quietly and said, "Melda is dead. Now, you are the king."
"No one is arguing with you, Thorne, you are the king, you are the only powerful king."
Thorne froze for a moment, and he wanted to say something subconsciously.
"Go, Thorne, go forward, go forward and get the recognition of the flying dragon, get the power from the dragon, complete the dragon, and become the legendary son of the dragon."
Moline appeared behind Thorne and said, "This is something that should belong to you."
Thorne stayed where he was.
He wanted to say something, the expression on his face was dull and blank, and finally, not knowing what it was, Thorne stepped forward slowly, walking slowly towards the front.
He stepped forward, the dragon shadow on the ground was screaming and struggling, and he was struggling violently, but it had no effect.
Thorne seemed to be unheard of, and he slowly extended his hand towards the phantom of the dragon on the ground.
The expression on his face was startled.
Yin!
The dragon finally roared, and finally its head fell down.
Thorne was completely submerged by a spreading silver light.
He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and a powerful force surged on him all at once, causing him to scream.
Finally, not long after, everything was over.
Thorne appeared in place, panting, breathless, he looked the same as before, but compared to before, it had changed completely.
The dragon shadow on the ground was blurry and twisted, and finally disappeared completely and faded into a thin shadow disappearing in situ.
"Thorn." Morin's voice suddenly passed on again.
"You are king now, Thorne."
Morin looked a little indifferent to Thorne, but also a little strange.
But in the end, the expressions on Morin's face were all condensed and disappeared.
Before that, Thorne got a part of the power radiation of the Nine-wing Fengshen Flying Dragon and became the so-called son of the dragon, while he got the complete essence blood of the Nine-wing Fengshen Dragon.
very good.
Morin smiled slightly at Thorne, then his body became blurred and disappeared in place.
"Moline, Mr. Moline ..."
Thorne ran towards the front, and gradually, his degree slowed down, and at the same time, he wanted to say something, but finally said nothing.
king.
Yeah, he is already king.
Thorne turned around, he looked at Melda ’s body on the ground, Hina ’s body on the ground, saw Wang Jian left on the ground, saw the blood spilled on the ground, looked at many, many things, looked at To a far, far distance.
"Hina."
Thorne hugged Hina ’s already cold body. He pressed Hina ’s head against his face, and the expression on his face was a bit painful.
However, after that, Thorne finally put down Hina's body slowly. He felt the change of his body, took a deep breath, and picked up Wang Jian on the ground.
An extremely powerful feeling passed on.
Yes, from now on, I will be king.
Thorne laughed silently. He stepped forward and walked slowly towards the bottom of Zutai.
Above his head, there is a huge phantom of flying dragon circling in it, looming in the sky, sacred without words.
Under Zutai, a lot of people have already gathered together. They watched quietly. When Thorne appeared, the place boiled completely.
"king!"
"Our king!"
"Torn, you are the king of our Tusuo people !!"
The shouts of countless people came over and kept ringing.
Thorne was occupying the edge of the ancestral platform, he was silent for a moment, then he raised Wang Jian in his hand, the expression on his face was extremely firm.
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Everyone, everyone ...
I'm the king.
No matter what the legend looks like, I will be king from now on.
"Thorn."
"Remember my name"
Thorne ’s shout came through, as if resounding throughout the world, saying,
Thorn!


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