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1399 The atmosphere of tension

In the desert, sand and dust are still raging.

Under the flying gravel, the gully was filled soon.

The huge gully plowed out by huge beams of light disappeared under the filling of sand.

The scene suddenly became as it was at the beginning.

No one could see that a battle was fought here.

"Are you going to destroy the "Masquerade" tourer who is in the outer camp?"

Fangli appeared in the dark brown flames that gradually disappeared, and there was no trace of damage on his body. As if nothing had happened, he touched his chin.

"It seems that a lot of things have indeed happened in this world."

At least, since that "Masquerade" would take such action, it doesn't seem like it's planning to maintain the previous local disputes with the Fire Mist Warriors.

Of course, there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the Fire Mist Warrior and the Red World Apostle. Perhaps the "Masquerade" suddenly discovered this stronghold in the outside world and planned to eradicate it, without any other thoughts.

only…

"It's just that it's hard to imagine that the cunning staff member would do nothing after such a big incident."

The discovery of Zero-Time Miko.

The fall of Xingli Palace.

In addition, Yalastor's incomplete appearance was previously.

One by one, the smell of gunpowder has spread.

So, Fang Li felt that the "masquerade party" was preparing for a big move.

"But in this case, is it a bit too few to send someone here?"

What he said was to restore the heavy artillery-type Huang-style armed forces to the state of the engine and walked over from the flying sand.

"No matter what, it is a battle to destroy a stronghold, right?" Silvia came to Fang Li, almost habitually stretched out her hand, slapped the sand covered with Fang Li, and said to Fang Li: "Is it okay to send only one person in such a battle?"

It was not Fang Li who answered this question, but Joan of Arc.

"According to the information about this world mentioned before, the apostle known as the Red World Demon King seems to be an individual with powerful power among them. There will definitely not be too many such warriors, and it is understandable that only one is sent out. After all, there are only humans in this stronghold."

The voice of the Saint who had led the French army to liberate Orleans in the past, and in just two years, the voice of the Saint who had won countless victories came from the dazzling golden pendant.

The sound is full of seriousness.

"However, I think this is a precursor to some kind of big move."

This may be just an intuition.

However, the intuition of the saint is that as long as the wiser person is, he will not choose to ignore it.

Not only because Joan of Arc has the experience of leading troops to fight, but also because she has the power of revelation.

Therefore, even if it is a simple intuition, this statement cannot be ignored.

"Since Joan of Arc said that, it must be like this." Fang Li also slapped the sand on Silvia's head and said: "No matter what, first get information from the outside world and see what happened in this world after I left before making a decision."

Silvia immediately chuckled and nodded.

But then, Silvia said this casually.

"Before that, should you welcome your acquaintance?"

The singer, who saw through the thoughts in her lover's heart, said this.

He shrugged, turned his head and looked into the air.

Of course, Fangli won’t feel it.

There are two auras that are approaching here.

One of the breaths is very strange.

However, the other aura is different.

In the memory of Fangli, only one person possessed the scorching breath as hot as the sun.

"Shana..."

This murmur called his long-lost comrades.

When the streaming light like the fire of a red lotus swept through the air and fell toward this side, Fang Li and Silvia's eyes were attracted.

"Bang..."

In some muffled sounds, sand splashed and strong wind echoed, causing the surrounding sand and dust to be chasing in different directions.

At the same time, a maid also fell from the sky, but did not land as roughly as the former, but instead floated directly in the air and saw Fang Li and Silvia.

When the other party saw Silvia, a look of surprise appeared in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"Why is that one... here..."

No one can hear such a sound.

Fang Li just looked ahead.

In the flying sand ahead, the petite girl who put away the wings made of the red lotus fire also cast a look and looked at Fang Li.

Looking at the figure that had not changed after half a year, Shana's pair of burning eyes caused a little wave, and her hand holding the Big Tai Knife slowly tightened.

I don't know how long it took before Shana spoke.

"It's too late, stupid."

That was a powerful and awe-inspiring voice that was no different from Fang Li’s memory.

Fang Li just smiled back and didn't say much.

The reunion is completed at this moment.

Two messengers from another world.

Two warriors who maintain the balance of the world.

At this moment, we completed the reunion and the encounter.

...

"Yeah?"

In a room in the hotel, the form of "fire-haired and burning eyes" has been cancelled, and Shana, who has returned to the black hair and black eyes, hugged her arms and closed her eyes and made a sound.

"In other words, are we still late?"

The reason why Shana came here was because she felt that it was very likely to be attacked by a "masquerade party".

Although this place is remote and no one will come to visit, since the outside world has noticed the traces of search hunters who are searching for "masquerade" around, this idea is convincing enough.

Of course, because this place is quite special, Shana is also worried about it. I will never say this idea.

Fang Li also learned a lot of information from Shana.

"Drop many external strongholds in just half a year?" Fang Li sat on the bed, curled his lips, and said, "Sure enough, the old woman is planning some big action."

Upon hearing this, Shana opened her eyes.

"... Let me listen to your thoughts on this matter later."

As she said this, Shana turned her eyes to Silvia sitting beside Fangli.

"Tell me before that."

Shana's tone began to carry indifference and anxiety.

"Who are you?"

It was a hostile tone.

Under this tone, the atmosphere in the room also changed.

It became a little nervous.

This made Silvia glance at the square li next to her.

In my eyes, I was more or less angry.

Fang Li immediately closed her mouth.

He glanced at Shana who was staring at Silvia, and then looked at Silvia who looked at him with a smile. Fang Li muttered in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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