Crimson sinking

For the first time, the sergeants discovered that Jaina, the holy magister who had just taken office not long ago and whose impression had always been moody, lost his composure for the first time. 【】

"Old friend, that little girl is too fierce. Do I have any grudge against her? Who is she?"

Rosirio couldn't help but smiled wryly:

"Didn't you write that poem for her at the beginning, and now you come to ask me who she is?"

"What!" The Clown King pointed to the female mage who was brewing again: "She is Jaina? That cold-faced girl? That Jaina with a bust like a prairie?!"

The ugly emperor turned his head in disbelief again, pointing at the woman.

"I clearly remember that girl named Jaina didn't even have a cup, and the woman in front of me almost has a B cup..."

Jaina, who was covered by the robe, stood on the spot, her body trembling involuntarily, and her face was somber that she couldn't feel the hood.

The sergeants nearby were afraid of being hit again, so they hurriedly retreated.

Saint Jaina took off the long hood of the mage's robe, revealing her frosty and gorgeous face, and then walked towards the Clown King with a smile on her face.

"Long time no see, Brother Moria."

Hearing this voice that made one's bones flaccid, the Clown King, who was fearless before, shuddered for a rare moment, and carefully guarded the beautiful woman who was coming.

"What the hell do you want to do..."

Jaina walked up to Moria, blinked her slender eyebrows, and whispered, "Don't you remember me?"

"I remember!" The Clown King couldn't help sniffling, and said cautiously: "You are the one who was chased by you for twenty years because I wrote a poem "The Prairie" for you because of a bet with my friend. I smashed a whole street of 1 gold coins, and after chasing and killing me, I achieved super magic control, and won the No.[-] in the rookie mage competition..."

At this point, the Clown King seemed to recall some horrible horror, and shivered several times.

Jaina held the staff behind her, grinding one foot restlessly on the ground.

At this time, Rosirio couldn't help walking to the Clown King, covering his ears with one hand, and whispered softly: "My friend, Jaina made a rule back then, no one who is stronger than her in the Storm Kingdom. She He is a person who wants to save face and suffer, otherwise he will not be single in his forties. Speaking of our country's strong opponent, if the age is not suitable, the person who can hold her down, Teosini is unreliable, and I already have a married room, and counting the single heroes in Stormwind City who can compare to her, you are the only one... Think about it, her family is not bad, because she is practicing frost spells, she has been well-maintained Well, she looks like a girl in her 20s. At the beginning, she was always qualified as the school belle, but her ability was too strong and ordinary boys didn’t dare to chase after her. But half a year ago, she happened to be cultivating the strength to break through to the holy rank. Said it suits you quite well..."

"Being single is not a crime. Is it because of this reason that you want to throw your old friend whom you have known for decades into the fire pit? After the matter is over, I have to hurry up..."

Rosirio firmly held one of Moria's arms, and said to Jaina: "He is also a little agitated, please don't mind, you know before, he has always been a guy who is not tight."

Jaina shook her head indifferently, stepped forward, and said seriously:

"Molia, I want money for you."

Such heavyweight words have already been uttered, Moria grinned, no matter how difficult it is to avoid, finally sighed helplessly: "Your words make me very embarrassed..."

"In the past, you always talked about the tenderness of the moonlight. You who yearned for romance so much, why are you so confused now? Am I so unworthy of your liking?"

Hearing the word moonlight gentleness, the corners of the Clown King's mouth trembled, and he couldn't help recalling the meaning of the word back then.

Moonlight, as the name suggests, eats, drinks, and spends all at the end of the month. Now that the moon is shining, you have to borrow money. As for the method of borrowing money, you must be gentle.

Of course, now he dare not say the true meaning of that word back then, it would damage his image too much.He looked at those eyes that didn't seem to be deceiving again, and he couldn't help sighing.

At their current age, they naturally wouldn't lie like when they were young, every word was a personal image, and he didn't dare to sweep her face in front of everyone at will.

"The moonlight is alluring, but it may not be gentle. What belongs to me is the cold moon. You can't feel anything except the coldness that emanates..."

"I don't mind, you have never tried, how do you know that I am really not suitable for you?"

Jaina stretched her arms and couldn't help turning around. The flying ice dust set her off even more beautifully.

"Am I not pretty enough? Or not strong enough?"

"You are excellent, but you are not the one I like..."

The Ugly Emperor took another look at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said without fear of boiling water:

"I only like Miss Yu!"

Jaina couldn't help being stunned by this sentence, and her expression seemed to be more serious.

"Did I do this, and you have nothing to say!"

The tone was so firm that the Clown King couldn't say anything for a while, he squeaked, and then nodded blankly.

"Yes... yeah..."

"Well, I hope you remember what you said today."

Giannabi simply turned around, leaving behind a beautiful ice-blue back, and walked towards the distance alone.

Looking at the leaving figure, the Clown King couldn't help but murmured: "I think I couldn't help but say something wrong..."

"You should remember that the girl was very paranoid back then. If she fulfilled the so-called...cough...Sister Yu's request, you won't be able to escape..."

"I'll try my best to be careful in the future, if I meet her, I will be unlucky forever..."

"I also have a question, is she really that bad?"

"Hey," the Clown King sighed, "She's not bad, it's my problem..."

"Wake up as soon as possible. Now wandering around, there will always be a day when you can't move. The later you wake up, the more you miss. We will never ask you to do anything, just chat with us occasionally."

The Ugly Emperor didn't answer, but turned around, looked at the gate of evil spirits that was gradually dimming, and frowned: "The guys inside have been gone for so long, why haven't they come out yet?"

The teleportation array in front of him was shrinking little by little. At this moment, ripples appeared on the Might and Magic Gate, and something new came out of it.

Xina jumped out of the evil ghost door first, followed by the monk in different clothes who came out together.

Shortly thereafter, due to the lack of energy, the Devil's Gate truly disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared.

The ugly emperor looked at the two people who came out alone, and asked doubtfully: "How many people are there?"

"They had to stay in another continent in order to lift the blood curse, so only I came back. At the same time, I brought this master from there."

Ugly Emperor felt the strong energy emanating from the monk, and was surprised: "It's so strong, master, do you practice pure inner energy?"

"Fortunately," the monk looked at this new world curiously, and sighed: "This world is really different. The energy of the air is quite different from that of the Soul Fighting World, but the essence remains the same."

"Okay, I have to take a rest after fighting for a day," Rosirio glanced at the battlefield, and concluded: "Fortunately, Princess Thereia arranged everything in advance, and invited me here for the insurance. I still came, otherwise I really missed a lot, although this time I lost a lot..."

Rosirio bent down, picked up some black things that resembled the crystal nucleus of a monster, and continued: "However, the loot seems to be quite a lot, barely worth the casualties."

At this time, Tia walked over from a distance with the crowd, came to the peaceful Hina, held her hand, and said gratefully: "Xina, it is really thanks to you."

"Ouch..."

Under Tia's feet, Simba in the form of a kitten crawled over with a flattering expression, rubbing against Hina's ankle.

Hina shook her head to Tia and said, "It's nothing, just helping you guys by the way."

Hina turned around and asked the accompanying monk, "Master, what are your plans next?"

"It seems that this happens to be in a seaside city. If I have the opportunity to detect the azimuth and distance between this sea area and the Soul Fighting Realm, think about whether there is a way to travel freely. Now that I am getting old, I want to travel in more unfamiliar places. Walking around in the world, more scenery. This new world will give me more fun."

"Then, Master, we will see you again by fate." Hina bowed to him, then walked in front of the Clown Emperor again, and said politely: "Teacher, we meet again, do you have any advice?"

"It's okay, you take care of yourself, I'll leave immediately, the weather is fine today, I want to go fishing again..."

The ugly emperor's figure suddenly distorted, and the afterimage quickly dissipated in the air.

Hina sighed, and looked at the young man next to the Clown King, the relationship between the Clown King and this man, and his own dress and demeanor, Hina was considered to be the one who met the legendary commander again, and he was so close near.

"Are you Moria's student? His vision is really unique. On this point, I admit defeat."

Rosirio patted Xina on the shoulder, and praised: "Little girl, it's very good, keep working hard in the future."

Afterwards, he shook his cloak, dragged his huge black steel thunder sword, and walked outside.

……

Except for the soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield, most of the characters had almost dispersed. Hina turned to Tia and said:

"Okay, let's go back and talk about anything beforehand. After staying in Stormwind City for so long, I have to go all the way after resting for a while."

"En," Tia nodded, and the two walked outside together.

Along the way, the ground was full of potholes, and the ruins of the Yuanyingyue Clan, which had suffered intensive magical attacks, were completely reduced to ruins.

While walking, Xi Na kicked a bright white bead among the ghost corpses, and it jingled in a circle.

Curiously, she picked up the egg-sized bead.

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