Chapter 11 Full Moon

With the magical power of the blessing of the water god, she could enter the enemy's territory without risking her life swallowed up by the magic fog. The fierce murderous spirit appeared on her like never before. The aura from the divine spirit extended to her whole body, stained her whole body with a shallow halo, and from the moment she held the divine battle. At first, she seemed to be absorbed in some kind of energy and suddenly became strong and brave.

Why must she accept her fate and sacrifice her own destiny? She is an earthman with higher education, but she doesn't believe in fate!

She wants to change her fate with her own hands! If the battle between the two countries is inevitable, if it is destined to be bloody, and if the war is the best solution, then in order to protect the people she wants to protect and bear the responsibility she should bear, she has to force herself to be cruel, even if her hands are stained with blood, from a company Ordinary people who dare not kill chickens have become a murderous executioner, and they are also dod to frust their bones and ashes.

The childish idea was ridiculous. She thought that her unusual legendary experience was such a beautiful and enviable thing. She could not only change from an ordinary and low-earth old fat woman to a slim little beauty, but also use the magic she learned to realize some of her own self. Private small purpose, washing clothes, cleaning, flying for walking, punishing bad people, and even approaching their idols, using magic to get rich overnight to buy a house and a car, and using things learned in other countries to live a free life on the earth, thinking that this has changed the mediocre life and realizing all the dreams of life, Knowing his responsibilities, he will one day stand on the battlefield in armor, but he always feels that the matter is still very far away from him. At the beginning of the war, he must have worn a bauhinia aura, so strong that he is like a goddess who can hit all the enemies with a magic wand, so that he deserves the savior. The halo never thought about what would happen when she was really pushed to the forefront of the storm, let alone that the day would come so quickly, even without any preparation. Now she has to face all this, and she doesn't even have the courage to kill an enemy who has no power to fight back.

Life is not a novel. There is no nobleman who will suddenly save the world, and there is no adventure that picks up treasures and then quickly upgrades. All she has is just a flesh and blood body, a heart that is desperate to protect the people around her, and a stubborn temper that does not see the coffin and tears.

National hatred and family hatred, life and death, today, let's do it all!

Unconsciously, it has darkened, and the moonlight of the Falling Moonland is much more beautiful than that on the earth. A full moon seems to be within reach, and the bright moonlight pours down. When the people of Rasha saw the magic wand held tightly by Mishu, they were surprised and even brought some panic and fear. An elderly magician in the crowd exclaimed, "It turned out to be the blessing of the Water God!" The water god blesses the magic battle to appear in the world again!"

Most of the people who know the battle are older magicians who have experienced war and experienced the power of the blessing of the water god, and those young magicians who have never seen it have also heard of countless black magicians who died under the blessing of the god of water and are in awe of this gorgeous and extraordinary god.

And after a brief shock, all the magicians of the Falling Moon Kingdom immediately knelt down devout and crawled on the ground to worship. This blessing of the water god not only symbolizes the supremacy of the most brave and fighting water magician of the Falling Moon Kingdom, but also represents the great Pope, seeing the blessing of the water god. The magic god is like seeing the Pope is the common sense of the people of the country every month.

Mishu's face did not change, and the blood in her eyes stained her eyes. Her big and watery eyes were strangely red at this moment, which was quite shocking. She whispered, "Get up."

The vast crowd behind them stood up one after another.

Mishu raised the magic battle in his hand, clenched his body and slightly relayed, then floated forward, stopped beside Casa, squatted down to look at the scarred Casa, and his eyes were full of crystal tears.

He opened his mouth hard, but found that he couldn't say anything.

She had been separated for more than two months. She did mean to avoid him at the beginning, but she had thought about 10,000 possible scenes when they met again, but she did not expect it to be in this situation.

Casa just looked at her with a smile on his face, without surprise at her sudden appearance or surprise after a long separation, but a faint smile, with a distressing look. It seemed that they had never been separated, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured and dying.

At this time, the elders led by Yax and Red, who had just rushed over in the boundary of the earth wall, and Red rushed to Casa with excitement. Looking at his baby son's appearance, he was extremely distressed. He, who had always been calm and calmly, showed this rare painful look.

Mishu now has no time to think about Red's grudge with the man, but smiled and said to Casa as if coaxing a child,

"Good boy, go back and heal your wounds. Here, leave it to me."

"No!" Casa instinctively refused excitedly. He coughed violently, and there was a red blood on the corners of his mouth. He desperately stopped coughing and tried his best to say, "I won't leave. I want to stay."

Mishu is not annoyed. She knows Casa's character too well and no longer persuades her. Moreover, in today's battle, maybe the whole moonland will be ruined, and it's not the same everywhere...

Nodding to Red, he carefully carried Casa back to the position of the Kingdom of the Falling Moon, and a group of magicians immediately surrounded him to heal him.

Mishu stood up and turned around. His eyes bumped into the eyes of the elegant, handsome, melancholy, cold and horrible man who had been standing behind him. The two were stunned at the same time...

At the moment when the eyes are intertwined, in the long river, the full moon and the chaotic world, even if the stars change, it seems that there are only two of them left. In the long-term gaze and within reach, they seem to be across thousands of rivers and mountains.

Why did you feel that you were no longer yourself at that moment? The souls of the two jumped out. What they saw was a magnificent and talented woman and a man who was full of ears and like a star. They seemed to have experienced the reincarnation of life. The past was like smoke, and finally experienced all the lead. At this moment, they had passed thousands of years. The sail finally reunited.

The plum blossoms are sparse and slanting, and the dark fragrance floats under the moon. For whom the blood stains the country is picturesque, and for whom, the ten-mile peach blossoms are planted.

Why? Why did that strange familiarity come again? When I saw his portrait in the book that day, I was surprised by his face. At the same time, there was also a feeling of familiarity. How could it be like this? He had just killed Casa. She wanted to kill him. Why did she look at him face to face and look into his eyes and forget everything?

The beautiful man's eyes were also ethereal drunk and confused and affectionate. At this moment, all the cold, vicious and evil breath on his body seemed to disappear. His sapphire-like pupils were as clear as the sea connected to the sky. His long blue hair and soft outline, at this moment He only has an intoxicating beauty.

"Your Excellency." A leading black magician shouted behind him several times but did not respond, so he had to call him respectfully.

The two people who stared for a long time finally woke up. Mishu was so scared that he took a step back, as if he had a worm that made people lose their minds. If he approached him, he would lose his soul.

The man known as the count also seemed to be awake, twisting his eyebrows and instantly changed back to the cold appearance just now,

"What's the matter?"

The black magician looked at Mishu strangely, attached the man's ear, and said something. After listening to it, the man looked at Mishu thoughtfully, and the black magician retreated knowingly.

"Is it you?" The man smiled meaningfully at the corners of his mouth, "After such a long stalemate, you finally appeared."

Mishu was a little stunned and didn't understand what he meant. Does he know her? And still waiting for her? Their purpose turned out to be her?

The whisper that the black magician just whispered in his ear naturally could not escape Mishu's ear. She heard what he said,

"This is the woman, the woman we are looking for."