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Chapter 278 Awakening from a Dream: The Heart to Make Up

The moonlight is bright, but it is destined to be a sleepless night.

The release of the most essential primitive impulse in the room has stopped, and all the depressed and suppressed ** are released. The man then fell into a real sleep, and the scars healed quickly by himself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The woman pressed under her finally found a trace of her sanity after a moment. She endured the pleasure in her body and the soft paralysis all over her body. She struggled to get out of bed and picked up her torn clothes and hurriedly put them on.

Laughing Luoba...

At this moment, the female knight's red face was full of anger and murderous intent and shame, and the eyes of the man on the bed were also shining with humiliation.

In the unbearable experience just now, she was awakened from the dream: the mental and physical pain that was not only the pain and mental pain, but also the woman's reserve, dignity and all the things she once proud of were also destroyed by the cruel reality at that moment.

However, when the female knight was so embarrassed that Jin Xing came in, she put the dawn aside and pressed the sharp sword blade to Xiao Lan's unprepared neck, she realized that she could not do anything.

One is not just the identity of the "savior" that will lead to a certain day when death, but also because of some unexplainable and strange feeling that she felt in her heart: for this man who took her first time, the emotions she gave birth to are not just as simple as "hate"...

After standing in silence for a few minutes, Flora finally put down the sword in her hand and left the room with a staggering pace.

Then a peaceful night.

When the morning sun replaced the falling moonlight and shone into the dim room, Xiao Lan, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes and no longer had the scarlet redness before. The violent and richness of the eyes were no longer there. She was just a pair of crystal-like eyes that made people feel like a work of art when they saw it.

Merlin's spells and potions played a key role, and then combined with the primitive impulse venting last night, he had already awakened from Chapter 278: He had suppressed his instinct in his heart, and the lost memories were restored to most of the effects of the spell, but the man's face was not at all happy.

His book did not fully recover, but a fault appeared in the middle. Before he reached the desperate point, everything from childhood to adulthood, including the movies he had watched, but the memories were still blank, such as how he got his own strength, why did his blind eyes recover, and why he came to this place, all of this is still unknown.

The latest coherent memory starts from the "hole" that should be the vortex of time and space. Although he does not have a clear consciousness about what happened after that, a series of things that happened are firmly remembered by his body.

It felt like I had a very long dream, but the dream was too real to deny it.

As for what he did in an out-of-control state, Xiao Lan almost didn't need to consider it and gave a very pertinent evaluation of Yiwu. "It's really a scum..."

When he escaped from the land of death, the woman who shot the death-turned-arrow arrow was not a stranger. If his impression was not wrong, it was called Ming Yanwei, the poor woman he rescued on the way to escape.

Although he didn't know how she appeared, he had been saved by him once, and there might be other developments in his memory. He might have become his girlfriend or even his wife, and he threw her directly to Death Incarnation and left himself. Although he knew that she would definitely be regenerated as a dead soul and continued to "live", and knew that he could not defeat the enemy, and he could not do anything even if he stayed, but he just couldn't accept the "correct" decision he made.

Even if you know that you will be resurrected and die, it is still death, the initial and ultimate fear of life.

What he did was to abandon the woman who helped him at the last moment, and then turn and escape by breaking her only hope completely!

Scum…, but, more than once.

He probably won't forget the delicate, soft and elastic skin, smooth and long golden hair, almost the hot temperature felt by the soul, the breath smelled in his nose, the taste in his mouth, the extreme rise of the most primitive impulse of human beings...

This is something that men and women love to do, which can make people fall into obsessive movements. The most instinctive and purest collision of life is the release of love sublimation to the limit. However, one side is the victim of forcedness.

Flora, when he heard the name of this strong woman, he completely raped her.

Although it is similar to alcoholic sexual intercourse and uncontrolled physical instinct behavior, this cannot be used as an excuse, and it cannot be used as a reason to escape!

Xiao Lan himself did not realize that after the emptiness in his heart was with death, he woke up with a "human nature" that was different from before and was no longer completely unrelated to things.

For example, he planned to find Flora, who had just been hurt by him. Although he had a 70% chance of being treated coldly, 20% chance of deepening hatred to the extreme, and the remaining 10% would trigger her aging and then be forgiven for having a love for hatred, but he still did not give up his plan to go.

According to instinctive guidance, "grow" out an almost gorgeous black windbreaker to wrap his body, and spontaneously appeared in his hand with his thoughts on his back. Xiao Lanhuā adjusted his mentality for three minutes, then pushed open the door and walked out of this room that was still filled with the smell of the last one. In less than three seconds, he was greeted by a series of sharp swords that were brushed out of the sheath.

"You, you...Master Merlin clearly said that you would sleep until he came back. How could you wake up so quickly?"

A female warrior murmured in disbelief, even though there were several reliable companions beside her, her hand holding the sword was trembling constantly.

Yesterday I saw Xiao Lan defeating Flora with one move and Merlin was almost obscene. She didn't think she and others could stop this "evil".

But just as she desperately wanted to hold this man up like Flora yesterday and let others take the opportunity to leave, the demon, pointed at by a sword, made an unexpected move.

"Calm down, calm down..." He raised his hands to express his harmlessness. Xiao Lan smiled bitterly and expressed his meaning in almost pure Celtic language. "I am awake now, don't be so nervous. I promise I won't do anything to you."

When the female warrior who heard these sober words that were not like the roar of a beast, was suddenly stunned when she sighed that she would have such a thing. After carefully looking at the demon's eyes, she finally put down the slightly trembling sword in her hand half-believing and half-doubtedly.

He seemed to have come to his senses, otherwise he would have no need to compromise with them with that strength, but this did not mean that she could be completely relieved.

"Can you be sure?" she asked in a vigilant tone. "You really won't fall out of control again?"

If it were in the past, Xiao Lan would probably not understand such a problem, but now he patiently gave an explanation.

"No, at least don't suffer too much sting. Merlin's medicine is actually better than you think..."

Merlin, who had recovered nearly half of his memory, knew the ability of this legendary figure. He had actually fought with this big figure incredible way before.

It was indeed surprising that he was in King Arthur's era, but now he has more important things to do.

After patiently making several guarantees with personality guarantees, Xiao Lan finally gave the female warrior a temporary relief. Then he took advantage of her inattention and quickly flashed to the side. Following the breath perception she had instinctively grasped, he finally arrived at a tower after bypassing a lot of complex sections.

Flora mm

It had already worn back to the silver armor, and the sword light was guarding it in the sword frame behind it. Standing in front of the wind, her blonde hair was floating like silk, but she was obviously in a state of resoluteness, but Xiao Lan felt a hint of desolate loneliness.

That's right, for a woman, that kind of thing is nothing different from death, right?

As the initiator of this incident, Xiao Lan could hardly face this back. It was a regret for what she had done. Although he regretted it, he could not recover his lost past.

"Froba..."

The original preparations were not enough to say a word before him. He could only call out the female knight's name as simple and direct, and the other party's response was much stronger than he thought, without saying a word. She just turned around quickly and took the Xiguang Guard behind her with completely unscrupulous movements. With the friction of the scabbard, she swung an amazing slash with a skill similar to the drawing technique!

A full blown blow full of anger and hatred, but the result was completely beyond her expectations.

She felt Xiao Lan's arrival and knew Xiao Lan's strength, so she swung the sword with all her strength with hatred. But the room she thought she would be avoided or blocked had completely hit the target.

Xiao Lan neither dodged nor blocked her sword, nor even transformed the demon armor. She just let her slash into her shoulder and instilled a powerful fighting spirit that could be destroyed and swung it with the ultimate belief transformed by hatred. Flora's full-strength sword was not a normal demon that could resist. The sharp sword blade directly slashed into most of her body. If the female knight had not forced some force at the last moment, she would have almost cut him in half!

In an instant, blood fell all over the ground with the slash of the sword blade.

Several dazzling red bloodstained on her beautiful face, and Frora immediately trembled and let go of her hand holding the hilt of the sword. The original hatred completely turned into at a loss at this moment.
Chapter completed!
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