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The arrogant wolves who believe in the Moon Goddess rarely do anything ungrateful.
He didn't expect that this little guy turned out to be a despicable kidney puncher!
Just focus on his waist and hit him.
Shamelessly bullying him and now he has lost his sight!
Sigre's light footsteps cut across the snow, and the pressure brought by the sound of getting closer and closer was like a dark wave. Count Gregory could only be alert in the confusion of being unable to open his eyes.
And in the distance that he couldn't see at all.
The poet of great love has stood like a ghost, the violin in his hand shining coldly.
Lanqi has the cat boss and there are plenty of card slots. It is not difficult to bring some low-level musical instrument and equipment cards to the poet that she likes.
"Let's sing "Hymn to the Moon Goddess"."
Lan Qi thought for a moment and gave instructions to the poet.
"Then you went to the devil world and wanted to take me to have fun."
The beloved poet in a red dress stood quietly under the light, her long gray hair falling like a waterfall, closing her eyes and whispering.
She gently held a well-made magic violin on her left shoulder, and gently slid her fingers on the neck to find the right position.
"no problem."
Lan Qi nodded.
Anyway, the Great Love Poet is definitely needed in the devil world.
In addition to studying magic engineering, the poet is also very talented in music. She can read music scores and learn musical instruments almost instantly.
However, I don’t know why, but she seems to despise musical instruments and always wants to transform them into magic instruments.
"Moon God"
The face of the beloved poet reveals a calm and unhurried temperament. She lightly opens her red lips, and time seems to become slow and elegant in front of her.
"The charming goddess who takes advantage of the night to travel"
Her right hand gracefully grasped the bow and began to pull the strings.
"In your name, reveal my heart."
As the notes sounded, the voice of the great poet intertwined with the melodious and deep sound of the piano, filling the snowy field.
"The birds that sing at midnight, bathed in your grace, will soar to the sky with enthusiasm."
"Under the protection of the soft moonlight, we will make your songs last forever."
"Comfort, refuge, hope and love, the world we share, depend on you in prayer"
Under the influence of the demonic voice of the great love poet, Sigre became particularly excited, her fists continued to increase in intensity, and she let out free and wild roars, beating Count Gregory until blood splattered all over her body.
And Count Gregory's anger could not be contained.
"Ahhh!"
Count Gregory knew that he was at a deep disadvantage, but he still wanted to tear the opponent apart!
"Sigre, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."
Lan Qi felt that Count Gregory had experienced the joy of fighting, so he should respond to the Count even more vigorously.
Lan Qi stood behind Sigre and gave instructions, patiently teaching her Lan Quan style fighting skills.
After a long period of teaching and research, Lan Qi understood one thing.
The end of the spell is punching.
The normal attack is really powerful.
Sigre was fighting while listening to Lan Qi's verbal instruction.
"understood."
For some reason, she just listened to it briefly and felt that she had learned it. Not only did she understand it, but she was also able to draw inferences.
Sigre dodged Count Gregory's claws and struck back at the moment, and with a punch, he drove his knuckles into Count Gregory's neck!
"I already thought you were noisy."
Sigre shook her wrist expressionlessly.
Chapter 559 Lan Qi discovered that the enemy is always irritable
"Ugh..."
Count Gregory grabbed his neck and backed away, tears sliding down his painful cheeks.
Before he could continue to react, the sound of wind blown by Sigre was already surging in front of him. He felt as if his legs had lost all feeling. Sigre's heavy kick had already hit his knee, making him spin around. Kneel down on the ground.
In an instant, air currents and explosions suddenly approached, and Sigre's lunge, punch, and side chop made Gregory's eyes flash with stars. His ears could no longer hear the noisy sound of wind and snow, and he was about to faint.
At this moment, even without the sun, it was a little difficult for him to open his eyes.
Strange rays of light intertwined together to form a network of light that gave him nowhere to escape.
Every snowflake on the snowfield was sparkling with the light that should not have appeared, and the entire snowfield turned into a fantasy world paved with countless diamonds.
The clear and increasingly passionate strings of the Moon Goddess made the originally silent and cold atmosphere suddenly become warm and restless, as if jumping from one extreme to another.
"Let's see how long this trick of yours can last!!"
Count Gregory yelled in a broken voice.
In this land of eternal night, if we don't continue to move towards the demon world, it will take several hours to wait for the short daylight.
The sun summoned through magic will eventually burn out this human's mana.
Once the opponent's mana is exhausted, even if he is seriously injured, he will catch up and kill the two before they escape the snowfield!
Count Gregory's figure was twisted in the sunlight on the snow, and his strength was difficult to recover.
He was trembling with rage in the scorching sun, becoming more and more crazy with his anger, but he was like a wild beast that was being chased and beaten, and the blood stains were deeply melted into the silvery snow.
Every time he unleashed a weak spell and counterattacked with his claw-like hands, it would trigger a blizzard of wind pressure.
However, Sigre's boxing skills seem to be getting more and more proficient, and there is nowhere to hide from the strong wind and rain. Count Gregory's understanding of the wolf tribe is refreshed every time!
And in the distance.
The poet of great love used her cheerful and clear voice to play the piano and spin in circles.
Boss Cat was hiding in the shadows, shaking his head as he watched.
Lan Qi's boxing style may soon become the military style boxing of the demon clan.
"Boss Cat, I found that many of my enemies have irritable physiques."
Lan Qi said to the shadow at his feet.
"Meow?"
A confused voice came from the shadows.
Lan Qi himself was not idle either. From time to time, he applied [Wrong Treatment] to Count Gregory to draw hatred. Once he got close to him, he released [Basic Etiquette] to make him kneel down.
Every ray of healing light falling on Count Gregory would make his mind become even more confused and tremble with pain, as if the world was constantly spinning.
After possessing [Mark of Hopelessness], the summoned objects have been slightly strengthened, and the blazing light of [Radiant Virtue] is half a point stronger than last time.
Although Lan Qi was most confident in his sufficient mana, his mana was still being consumed rapidly after turning on [Glorious Virtue].
"Just slap him with a magic spell, and he becomes so angry."
Lan Qi explained to the cat boss.
Boss Cat: "..."
Dude, don't die.
If you die and I fall out of the shadow, I will die too.
"Never waver!"
Ranch recalled the poet after he started walking his dog.
In addition to saving mana, if the poet is accidentally killed by the aftermath, she will be very unhappy.
But now even if there is no need to love the poet, his hatred has been firmly established.
Count Gregory was completely angered by him. Even if he picked up a stone and threw it at Count Gregory, it would increase his anger.
"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you!!!"
Gregory's chest seemed to be torn apart. Not only was his soul being burned by the sun, but every breath was like a baptism of fire. Under the torture of the two gangsters, all the nerves in his body were being stabbed by needles. Same pain!
He couldn't find his direction, his five senses seemed to be sealed, and he was treated as a toy by his enemies.
But Count Gregory still did not give up, and he fought back with all his strength.
Because he is immortal!
The temporary pain now has no meaning and will only make his revenge after victory even crazier!
Count Gregory closed his eyes tightly, his breathing was trembling and intermittently, and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest.
Even if his brain was spinning now, he knew one thing.
He could feel the sun's power waning over the open terrain.
As time goes by, this light gradually begins to weaken, and the golden yellow on the snowfield gradually fades away, returning to its original silvery white tone.
His only reason told him that as long as he persisted, everything would be over soon. He would use his immortality to tell these two stupid and weak things what the insurmountable gap between worms and superior creatures was. !
Even if he is bruised and bruised, he can recover quickly as long as he is given a chance to breathe.
Until now, the attacks made by this group of people have no meaning!
Just get through it now and get through it some more!
The fifth-level wolf cub, a cub he once ignored, has now become his biggest threat, and the imperial craftsman is chanting spells that cause him extreme pain in the distance. He is the one who deserves to die!