The Magician of Clow

Chapter 415 Chorus - Track Deviation

The black feathers turned into a black light, which seemed to repay Ye Sheng's angry blow just now and passed through the edge of her long wine red hair!

Ye Sheng tilted her head slightly, fragments of her mobile phone splashed beside her ear, anger flashed in her bright red eyes under her bangs, and her voice seemed to be burning at this moment. The other party's name:
"Adrian!"

The Forbidden City in the capital is narrowly smeared with a dark layer of railings on the square.

Ye Sheng's tall figure holding Lingyuan disappeared in a flash, and the sword edge held the flowing fire sword mark and rushed to Adrian in the blink of an eye!
The red lines on Lingyuan's sword edge lit up, and the bright red flame rose violently and heated up in the sword energy, and the burning air crackled!

"It looks much better than last time, little girl."

Adrian's voice was also filled with danger. He raised one hand, and the black wings on one side opened up. Complex symbols formed a deep purple light wall and appeared in front of him, symbolizing the gathering of corrupt forces. ,Then.
boom! ! ! !

Power collides!

A-level participants made unreserved shots, flames and depravity divided the world, roars sounded, air explosions set off the brick towers on the ground of the Forbidden City, and the aftermath of the energy explosion spread throughout the narrow Forbidden City!
"It's really dazzling. The power of the Huaxia Sword Immortal and the Fallen Angel collided."

The dark and turbid water film shield stretched out in front of him, and the polite and elegant man squinted his eyes and said with a chuckle, if there were no cracked red marks around his eyes, he would look funny and charming at this moment.

Arakawa flicked the ancient sword in his hand - Dragon Emperor, and all the energy rushing towards him was cut by the sharpness of the sword energy. He looked at Ye Sheng who had grown up in front of him and was ready to fight Adrian, and whispered softly. laugh:
"You really gave birth to an incredible daughter, Big Brother Jiang Ran."

As if light and darkness were in opposition, the flames and falling flames were separated at this moment, finally ending their collision.

In midair, Adrian flapped his black wings like a fallen angel and landed on the wreckage of a palace.

His strength was revealed, and he, who displayed the power of a fallen angel, now obtained the astonishing beauty just like in the legend, his charming eyes were even more mysterious in his spread wings, and the spear condensed with dark light was held in his hand.

He raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Ye Sheng who stood up from the ruins of the wreckage with his eyes like wanting to absorb the soul of a beautiful woman like in a fairy tale, and said loudly like a chant:
"It's unbelievable that you have grown to such a degree in such a short period of time."

The dark light spear pointed directly at Ye Sheng, revealing the deep smile of Xie Mei looking down, and the voice gradually sneered coldly:
"However, how long can you maintain this state, and how much energy can you keep burning?"

Ye Sheng's chest was heaving and breathing, and her bright red color was slightly dimmed, but she still raised her head and stared at him coldly.

"And you just made it difficult"

Adrian let out a disdainful laugh, and his black wings fluttered, as if he saw something funny.

"Are you asking for help!? Hahaha!"

"It's really touching. I was still struggling before, but as soon as I learned that my companion was in danger, I didn't hesitate to let go of my dignity and ask for help from the outside world. Really."

A voice of delighted admiration sounded amidst Adrian's wild laughter, and then his voice suddenly became cold, without any fluctuation of emotional tone, he said suddenly and coldly:
"Disgusting."

Exhaling lightly, ignoring Adrian's provocation and ridicule, Ye Sheng looked at all the remaining physical energy in the upper right of the field of vision, and looked at the figures in the three directions above the field of vision.

The fight just now seemed to be a contest between courts, so he should still lose.

The opponent's consumption and state are obviously more comfortable than his own.

It's true, whether it's Adrian, or Nishui Arakawa, or that humanoid monster, the time to gain power is far longer than his own, and none of them are the ones he can defeat at this moment.

The reason why they didn't make a move together was that they still had a purpose other than killing themselves.

but.
Lingyuan clenched tightly, and the bright red was rekindled, the red lines on the sword's edge lit up again, and Ye Sheng's wine-red long hair covered her eyes, flying in the narrow night and over the ruins of the Forbidden City.

That's just right.

She looked up.

The quiet face that has made up its mind is stunning.

With myself here to hold the three of them back, as long as the other party is not outside and invests in A-level combat power, Xiaoling and the others will have a greater chance of escaping from danger.

The strength I inherited from my father, the responsibility I took from that notebook,

For some reason, Ye Sheng suddenly thought of Fangran, that young man who seemed to have never dealt with women and was always nervously stuttering when talking to him, he spoke quietly just now.

'Sister Sheng, fighting the world at night is indeed very dangerous. '

Well, it is indeed dangerous.

So this time,
I will protect everyone in the Night Bureau.

At the last second holding Ling Yuan, Ye Sheng remembered the person he had called before, and recalled all kinds of messy memories from the first time he met her.

It's really evil.
Although it was just a phone call, Ye Sheng believed that she could understand what he wanted her to save other people in the bureau.

Please, Nightcrow.
Falling flames, sword qi, and seas of flames and numbered monsters screaming are intertwined in the forbidden area at this moment
Shuijia Manor - Moshui Linlang.

The quiet sea of ​​flowers shrouded in the night, surrounded by the manor villas of the Shui family, the breeze lingers, and the night is charming.

In the top garden, Shui Linlang was still sitting on the balcony of the garden, the moonlight spilled into the room through the open window, and let the evening wind blow the pure white curtains.

She looked at a nocturnal night sky, her blue eyes lowered back, and then she turned her head. The scene in the narrow gap on the water mirror in the garden seemed to be noticed by the owner who opened it, and could no longer be obtained.

"Little Sheng."

Shui Linlang whispered softly, bowing her head in nostalgia.

They are really alike.

The water mirror shatters, and the liquid reconstitutes a new water mirror.

On Bilanyouhuan, the young man finally made up his mind and started running to meet his old friend and set off from the night scene.

Shui Linlang stared at the young man in the water mirror who was shuttling through the night. Although he was smart enough to know that what he needed most at the moment was a calm judgment, there was still a low concentration in his eyes caused by the underlying anxiety and worry in his heart. water.

As Li Ze said, the predictive ability did not allow her to see much of tonight, just the characters appearing in the narrow room at this moment were far beyond her imagination.

I don't know how many people there are, I don't know how many forces there are, I don't know how many positions there are,

Gather in the capital tonight.

The dark blue long skirt like sea water fell down to the corner of the skirt like white waves. Shui Linlang stood up slowly, walked to the edge of the balcony, fell silent for a moment, and then slowly stretched out her hand.

But at the moment when I immediately crossed the balcony,
An invisible force instantly enveloped it!

Shui Linlang looked at her fingertips that could no longer be stretched out, and finally put down her hands silently, standing on the balcony in the garden, looking up at the night sky.

What happened tonight was far beyond her imagination. After all, the forerunner is not foolproof.

Originally, the precautions she had prepared for Fangran to accept her proposal tonight seemed to be exhausted under the battle of Zaza.

Youlan's eyes closed, and the A-level participant's perception spread across the city, and complicated information rushed into her mind in an instant, causing a trace of pain to appear on her face.

She couldn't process all the information at all, but after filtering and screening, she still found the scene she was looking for.

The water mirror emerges.

In the capital university in the southern suburbs, Qing Ning, who was entangled in lightning and bruised all over her body, half-kneeled on the ground, looking at the mad scientist who was full of mechanical parts and smiling slyly, she gritted her teeth and struggled to stand up again.

In the Sacred Heart Group of Xiko, more and more people gathered around the burning building, watching the skyscraper whose top was gradually engulfed in flames.

In the rooftop square of Beicheng Commercial Kingdom, a man with blood on his forehead who stood up forcibly holding a Tang saber and gasping for breath, stood in front of Hualing like a Shura on the battlefield, facing the opponent hidden in the darkness fiercely and coldly.

In the majestic Dongjiang night park, the innocent girl is wearing a dark night gown with gold patterns, and a silver wig is dazzling in front of the camera.

The empty auditorium garden was filled with water mirrors, Shui Linlang turned to look at them, silently.

A seer cannot predict.

Even if she predicted the clues at this moment, she couldn't tell anyone in advance.

"Even if I made that kid hate me, I still failed."

She looked at her hands and sighed deeply.

Originally, apart from those distant reasons in righteousness, why did he propose to make him a night watchman in such a hurry and so early?

It was because she wanted Fangran to avoid tonight.

If Fangran had agreed to himself, then Ye Sheng, who had the last hole card, should be in the night game at this moment.

Arakawa and Yaohe should be on the way to chase the night game.

The situation of other people may not change, but the means left by him should be enough to save them.

But at this moment.
There was such an unexpected force, because the young man's refusal had completely deviated from the track that Shui Linlang had expected tonight.

She had to let that person keep Ye Sheng first.

Shui Linlang looked at all the water mirrors, especially the side of Shui Lianxin. The girl smiled dazzlingly in front of the filming camera.

"Forgive me, Lian Xin, for putting you in danger again, I am an incompetent grandmother."

She lowered her head and clenched her chest tightly, closing her eyes sadly.

Prophet's Greatest Sorrow
—The prophet cannot predict.

Everything at this moment is completely different from what she thought. The power that appeared far exceeded her expectations. After thinking about all the possibilities, she finally found the only option that could balance the axis and the huge gap in combat power.

Shui Linlang raised her head and looked at the first water mirror, Fangran's appearance appeared in the water mirror.

Sure enough, can we still only rely on the power of 'infinity'?

"You think that refusing me means refusing to step into the world of night combat, but you don't know"

She watched Fangran's hair being blown head-on by the night wind because of the speed of the car, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Choosing to stay tonight is the real choice to grow up and step into the real world of night battles"

　I feel powerless, I am the kind of person who will feel uncomfortable if I don’t satisfy myself, every piece I post is only sent out if I am satisfied, so I finally wrote this chapter with deletions, deletions and changes It's over, compared to the previous inspiration runaway, this time I took the initiative to plan a big plot, so I thought a lot and considered a lot. You should be able to tell from the chapter name prefix and the volume name, so please don't update the speed. No wonder, it's really tiring to spend four or five hours a day racking my brains to write something. I just want to do the best I can, because only then can I face those who feel that I have written something with peace of mind and a clear conscience. Bad review.

　　
　
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