Chapter 230 Bloody Wilderness
"Haha! Weilan! Let's come and see you. Lance has woken up!" Edgar said happily.
Weilan raised her head, squeezed out a smile on her pale face, nodded to Lance, who came in from behind, and then whispered to everyone one by one.
Every time she comes to see her, Ai Jialin is very distressed. Looking at Lance beside him, he suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up. He whispered to him, "Weilan's injury is very slow these days, and everyone is helpless. I remember you once showed your own fighting spirit that can form a circuit, which has a good healing effect. Help her quickly."
Lance nodded without saying anything, then looked into the girl's eyes and smiled and said, "I have no problem, but Weilan seems to have injuries all over her body. Wouldn't you mind if I come to heal her?"
Looking at his joking expression, Ai Jialin snorted: "Why do I mind? You... When you healed her, didn't you want to stick to Weilan's body or expose the injured part to heal her?
After her words, Lance suddenly remembered the picture of healing Betsy half a year ago. At that time, his fighting spirit cultivation was not high. If he wanted to heal people, he really needed to stick to the injured body before treatment, so he made a very embarrassing scene. Of course, it won't be like this now. Lance smiled and said, "Of course not."
"Well, then I have nothing to worry about." Ai Jialin replied naturally. But suddenly found that it seemed to be the other party's words again, and I couldn't help humming with shame.
"Oh? Lance, how can you use fighting air to heal your wounds? Zane, the captain standing in front of him, turned his head curiously and suspiciously, with a face full of disbelief. Edgar and Puth blinked and did not answer. So far, they have finally understood that the strength of this fellow student named Lance is really unfathomable, which seems to be higher than the captain, let alone compared with them, so the desire to compete with Lance has long been gone, leaving only respect and admiration.
"Well, I have learned some healing fighting skills." Lance nodded and said, "But the horror can't heal Weilan now. My physical condition is not very good now. Let me adjust my breath for one night. I think it will be no problem tomorrow."
"Well, it's okay, Lance. Don't worry, your health has just got better. And I feel that I have been much better these two days. Weilan said quickly.
"Haha, schoolgirl, when did you see Lance say something unsure? He said that tomorrow will work. If you can get better soon, everyone will be happy. Zane said with a smile. But he was secretly laughing. How difficult the healing fighting skills were, and it was an extremely exhausting activity of fighting spirit and physical strength. Lance's awakening had already threatened his position, especially thinking of his ability to defeat the seven-level Warcraft. Although Lance himself fell into a coma in the end, it still made Zane feel his place. He was deeply threatened. Now Lance has taken the initiative to take over this thankless work, and he is naturally happy to help.
Hearing Zane's words, Lance just smiled softly, and his wisdom naturally understood what the stupid captain was thinking at a glance, but he didn't want to care more about it.
Because of Lance's sobriety, all the people in this operation have woken up. Everyone comforted the girl who was still in pain in Weilan's tent, and discussed the plot of the next most important task again before going back to rest with the night...
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In the depths of the bloody wilderness, seven knights in temple costumes lay motionless on the ground, and a thick black blood emerged from the wounds all over the body, flowing all over the surrounding land. And the already crimson soil looks more miserable and cautious after being stained with a large area of blood.
And the leader of the seven knights, a knight in exquisite silver armor, was holding the knight's sword in his hands, and his legs trembled and gasped violently. Although the fighting spirit was slowly fluctuating, he still could not stop the blood from slowly flowing out of the wound. In front of him stood two tall figures in black, almost blending with the night. One of them was wearing tight clothes and holding a short blade, and a drop of blood was still slowly dripping along the tip of the sword. On his side, another tall and thin man in black, wearing a wide robe and a magic hat with a skeleton inscription, knew at a glance that the dark magician in the dark council was unintentional.
"Damn it! I didn't expect that you dark parliamentary reptiles walking in the gutter really dared to come to our bright continent again. Cough... Cough... I hate that they led the team to chase here and fell into your trap..." The leader coughed uncontrollably, but his eyes were extremely daring to look at the two people in front of him, and his body was pale. The blue fighting spirit is bright and dark, showing that this high-level strong man is no longer strong.
"Hey hey, stupid guy, you chased here by yourself, but we didn't design any traps to deal with a group of rabbles like you, how can we set up traps?" The dark magician laughed sharply.
"You!" The knight leader was furious. As the spokesperson of the light and the glorious knight of the temple, how could he tolerate the dark lackey to insult him like this? Although he knew that he was already helpless, he still resolutely drew his knife forward...
"Hey, I wanted to keep you to play for a while, but I didn't expect that all the people in the temple were impatient to live. Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." The magician in black smiled and waved his hand. With the strong dark magic wave, a huge ghost head instantly formed, opened its bottomless mouth, and bit the last knight who rushed.
"Uh!" ......
Two figures in the dark slowly walked to the leader of the knight lying on the ground. The dark mage said in surprise, "I really didn't expect that this guy was injured like this and not yet died?"
"It's just holding your breath." Another tall dark warrior said in a gloomy tone.
"You...you...and...black..." The knight commander squirmed his lips with difficulty, but he couldn't make too much noise. It could be seen that it was really the last moment.
"What is this boy talking about?" The dark mage frowned and hummed.
The warrior companion beside him squatted down, put his ears over and asked, "What are you muttering? Speak loud."
"Are you... and the dark council that appeared in Bor City..." The knight led intermittently.
"Bord City? Are there people there too?" The dark warrior asked curiously.
The knight commander stared. The reason why he asked this question was that he received information about the strong killing of the dark council members of Bor City before departure, and the people who shot there happened to be two people, a warrior and a dark mage. The knight of the Temple of Light expected these two groups of trouble before he died. It is the same group of people, so that the pressure in the northern region and the people will suffer much less harm, but they didn't expect to hear such bad news before they die. His mouth moved and he wanted to say something, but he could no longer make any sound. He thought helplessly that he might not have to worry and work hard for these trivial things in the future, and then his head was crooked and completely silent...
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Medel Town, in the bloody wilderness, is one of the few towns in the region, and is also the last mission site of one of the winners of the college's half-year assessment team...
Zane, a senior student and captain, is taking the lead, but he has been silent and indifferent, but if you look carefully, you can see a trace of unhappiness in his eyes. Lance was called to the front by Zane in the name of discussing the task, but by this time he had done all the way and completely entered the territory of Medell Town, but Zane never said a word.
Since he always insisted that 'silence is gold', Lance would not be bored and walked leisurely beside Zane. This time, he really went through the ghost gate, and his situation was extremely dangerous. After he fell into a coma, the explosive two holy skills raged and made his body messy and ruined. Fortunately, his consciousness still retained a trace of clarity, trying to control his heart and trying to guide the two holy skills of 'unruly'. With the strong willpower of his great swordsman and the tireless unilateral dialogue of Agaline for many days, he finally miraculously controlled his body. After the two skills were almost noisy, I finally controlled them and was able to wake up...
A great swordsman with several sacred stunts naturally finds it difficult to have much interest in such a small role, and there is no way to spend more time thinking about whether the other party is in a good mood, and what it is for when it is not good. For the cultivation of Crazy Lance, at this time, instead of paying attention to the "deep-hearted" Zane beside her, it is better to think more about the beautiful and lovely new 'girlfriend's' Ai Jialin. Of course, the girl herself has not agreed yet. Thinking about all the things that came all the way after meeting each other, Lance couldn't help smiling.
Zane, who has been walking forward, is always paying attention to Lance's every move. In his opinion, this unfathomable junior not only greatly threatens his status and prestige in front of his juniors, but also a potential rival. He really couldn't figure out why the elites of his class could smoothly 'abduct' the beautiful girls in the lower grades, but he was so cowardly. The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am. I feel that if it hadn't been for Lance's previous acquaintance with Ai Jialin, this extremely beautiful schoolgirl would have been worried about such a 'strong and handsome' senior as herself.
So he is very unhappy with Lance, really unhappy. Lance not only lost his face in front of the crowd, which embarrassed him; he also always used some unknown means to please the beautiful Garlin's heart; and the day before, after the recuperation, he entered Weilan's tent and cured the girl's injuries, which made everyone in the team do it. Cheers and congratulations. Since then, even Weilan, who had admired herself before, has now stuck to Lance with a smile on her face...