lol: Bind Syndra at the start

He began to share his experiences with Sindra.

The process is also mixed with my own views on the world.

Soft sunlight shines down.

Crystal light shines on the clear spring.

The figure sitting on Ryan's 'head' slowly raised his head while narrating.

Sunlight;

Clear spring.

These things had never appeared in her dreams.

Those beautiful lights have not illuminated her dim eyes for a long time.

She didn't know when she had already accepted in her heart that these things did not belong to her.

Darkness is naturally opposed to sunlight.

but......

Her dim eyes moved downwards, wanting to see the mushrooms chattering beneath her.

He, like himself, also belongs to the darkness.

But why can he stand in the sun so naturally?

Is it because he is born that way, or because he tells ideas and stories that I have never heard before?

Just as she was trying to explore this question, the first thing that caught her eye was not mushrooms.

But it is resting on the mushroom cap...a ​​pair of flawless legs as smooth as a work of art.

Her skin, which should have been pale, was as crystal clear as the spring water next to it when she was bathed in sunlight.

The leg lines were not as Ryan imagined, shriveled and flattened due to years of lying down, but still had a beautiful curve...

Her attention was distracted, and she reflexively stepped lightly on the umbrella cover with her foot.

Because in countless dreams before, she remembered that he seemed to like this very much.

But the distracted attention soon shifted to another place.

Is there a part of me that is basking in the sunshine right now?

She was momentarily distracted.

And this moment was keenly sensed by Ryan.

He immediately raised his umbrella and tried to glance upwards.

Then he saw a pair of white legs...

This time the harvest is so great! ?

Ryan was shocked.

This surprise made it impossible for him to maintain this dream.

His soul instantly woke up and returned to the endless morning glory fields.

But the dream that should have fallen apart did not break because of Ryan's departure.

They are carefully preserved by another dark magic.

Syndra, most of her body still covered by dark magic, stood up.

She looked around at the world he had created.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally stepped cautiously into the sunshine he had carefully prepared for her.

Looking at the perfect jade feet covered with a layer of warm filter...

She whispered to herself in a voice that only she could hear:

"He... doesn't like this?"

......

......

boom!

A surge of dark magic rose into the sky.

But it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding natural elements had no time to react and use their actions to "insult" this behavior.

Suddenly I found that the culprit had hidden himself.

The barriers were eliminated, and Yongen, who was looking for Ryan, was frightened by the noise.

However, when the noise disappeared, he continued to look in that direction.

After pushing aside one bush of morning glory after another, he saw Ryan sitting inside.

But he didn't go over immediately.

Because Ryan looked a little strange at this time.

Dark purple magic surrounded him, causing Ryan, who was sitting cross-legged, to float slightly off the ground.

What was even more 'weird' was that there was a surge of gloomy magic slowly wriggling on Ryan's forehead.

They seemed to want to condense into a certain form, but they kept failing in their attempts, always falling just a little short each time.

It was at this moment that Ryan suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes that should have been pitch black turned dark purple, and there seemed to be some kind of vortex that could swallow everything flowing inside.

It was just a sweep, but Yongen suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body.

The scarlet sword in the soul, which had just settled down, also let out a mournful cry.

But it was only a moment.

When he looked at Ryan again, he had returned to his original appearance.

There was no trace of dark purple on his handsome face, only a clear trace of regret appeared on it.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have looked up in the first place..."

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I don't know anything about porridge bars or rice bars. Don't bully honest people.

Also, the new book list is gone because books are considered new only if they are uploaded within one month.

Chapter 70 A burst of charm

If I don't look up, I won't see the picture.

If I couldn't see that picture, I wouldn't suddenly feel uneasy.

If I wasn't so restless, I could stay in the dreamland for a while longer...

Unfortunately, there are no ifs, only results.

Ryan now regrets it immensely.

I'm not even bothered to see how much my strength has improved.

It's not that he developed any special feelings for the person sitting on him, he simply wanted Sindra to get more sun.

Those white and tender thighs... no, it would definitely be good for physical and mental health if the figure that has not seen the sun for a long time stays in the sun.

What if she is physically and mentally healthy and willing to spend more time in the sun? Wouldn't my strength be further improved?

Ryan considers himself an upright and motivated person.

It's impossible to stay away just for the sake of beautiful feet and legs.

Those who are willing to bend over backwards for these things...are most likely good people who like to read.

But he didn't like reading much, and he wrote everything himself before he traveled through time.

"Ugh......"

Finally, with a sigh, Ryan turned his gaze to Yongen.

The latter remained silent during this time, and even showed a hint of respect after noticing Ryan's gaze.

Compared to Yasuo's casualness and unrestrainedness.

Yongen undoubtedly has more dogmas and rules.

This is not a bad thing, because it is these differences that make the world more colorful.

In Yongen's view, whether out of strength or out of gratitude, he has to maintain a respectful attitude towards Ryan.

"Find me?"

Ryan asked.

"Thank you for what you have done for us." Yongen said sincerely with gratitude on his face.

Although those were just imaginary stories, after learning the cause and effect in detail, he felt that if Ryan had not been involved, there was a great probability that this imaginary story would become reality.

It doesn’t matter whether I live or die, after all, it was my own brother who killed me, and I can start over in another way later.

So what else can he do?

Of course, forgive him.

But it would definitely be better if you could survive.

"You don't need to be so polite, and you deserve this result."

Ryan looked further away.

Rui Mengmeng is helping Yasuo place the bodies of the villagers.

The Ionians also value burial.

The reason why he likes Ionia is beyond the filters about the heroes.

Also, many of the customs of this place give him a sense of belonging.

In addition, there are many magnificent wonders on this magical land.

For example, at this moment, the murderer and the victim together formed an exceptionally harmonious picture.

Yongen didn't know what Ryan was thinking, but the other party's attitude and the clothes of Gouya Temple on his body did make him relax a little.

The Yufeng Sword Sect and the Gouya Temple are of the same stance and belong to the same side of peace.

"But I killed a lot of people..."

"That's because they deserve to die."

Ryan didn't see the whole thing.

But for something like a village massacre, there is no need to watch what happened.

"According to the view in many places, we have no right to judge whether a life should die."

Yongen whispered.

This voice was the mainstream voice for a long time.

But in Ryan's opinion, it all came down to the Ionians having lived too well before.

"Yes, but we also have no right to judge whether a sin is worthy of forgiveness." Ryan looked at the rising mound of earth, "If someone accuses you of this, bring them here.

"And then ask him to ask the bodies buried in these mounds if they are willing to forgive their murderers?"

"?"

Yongen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was a high-end sophistry... no, an explanation technique.

The most important thing is that this concept is more in line with the current Ionia.

When crimes are committed frequently, only punishment can deter the evil in those people's hearts.