The old guy, the librarian, should know some of the stories about Lingtong. After all, he insisted on letting Lingtong follow him. How could the old man who seemed to be in a high position and powerful position who could recommend him to His Majesty the Pope to be bored and take a chess chess in a mess? Or there was a secret that Lingtong really didn't know for the time being. Her arrival was strange, or it was no longer the original Kemier.

Originally, I just couldn't bear to refuse such a cute ***. The connection between the soul does not only make the spiritual pupil feel warm, but he can also. This kind of warmth or can be like the relationship between him and Qiuyue, soothe his original inner wounds, and also let him have more aftertaste and warmth when he is bored.

Holding her long silver hair always feels softer than Qiuyue's. If she lets her know her current posture and the girl in her arms, would she be jealous and charming? Will she be charming? But she doesn't know very well.

Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "You are asleep, what should I do?" This anger is hard to relieve my past ***...

I went offline and wanted to take a shower, but I saw Qiuyue holding a bowl of soup in the kitchen and gently stuck out her tongue at him. She felt guilty and was caught. However, she was not the only one who was guilty. A comrade rubbed his nose and just said to her, she appeared in front of him. It turned out that she was his good girlfriend.

It was already night, the villa was quiet, and the light in the living room was soft and dim. Wang Xiaofeng asked in a low voice: "What are you stealing to eat?"

"I didn't steal food! You just secretly eat it!" The little girl thief glared at him and choked him a few words, which made a comrade remember this word and other meanings. However, he did know that she was a little bitch, not just being gentle.

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and saw her put the porcelain bowl on the dining table and tasted it carefully. Then she pursed her lips slightly dark. Wang Xiaofeng walked over, but smelled a little pungent smell, like a scorched sesame paste. "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

"Well," she sighed with a little loss between her eyebrows. Looking at the bowl of black things, she seemed to be a little unaware of what to do. Wang Xiaofeng sat aside, pulled the bowl of things in front of him, and tasted it as if he was a decent bite. Her girlfriend was learning cooking skills, and she was so good at all.

"Cough!" Wang Xiaofeng suddenly glared, covered his lips and let the pores in his body expand as much as possible, trying to spread the unspeakable bitterness. "This is a magical horse!"

"Medicine." The little girl suppressed her smile and pulled the bowl of black Chinese medicine back, "I prepared it for you, but I can't make the taste like my grandma, so I'm trying it."

Wang Xiaofeng frowned and forced the mouth of the increasingly bitter Chinese medicine. He felt the mouth cool, but the esophagus was full of bitterness, which almost drowns the bitter gallbladder... "What medicine is this? What are you doing with medicine? I'm not sick or disaster."

"You play games for a long time, although micro-currents can prevent your muscles from shrinking," Qiuyue stood behind him seriously and helped him slowly to smooth his breath. "But your physical functions will get worse and worse. This is a hidden danger. Old age will make you live a few years less."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but be stunned. What do you want to be old when you are so young? He held her arm with his arm and said with a smile: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in heaven, and it will be worth living with you for two years."

"No, I want you to live a hundred years old." She smiled and put her head on his shoulder. The two of them were so close that they would naturally have some normal men and women.

"I, I'll make another serving..."

"You ran away, go back to the house with me to sleep."

"Yeah, just keep a little bit."

"Okay, let's go into the village quietly, don't shoot."

When he got up the next day, Wang Xiaofeng looked at the empty bed beside him and sighed meaningfully, and had to put on the game helmet to log in to the game. **Before he succeeded, comrades still need to work hard. The War of Resistance has just begun, and I don’t know when it will be the first.

The soft fragrance in the game cannot make up for the empty space in reality. Ling Tong is still sleeping peacefully in his arms, but it is already noon outside. After five hours of sleep in reality, half of it has passed in the game. Hearing the sound of two elders who were a little anxious about discussing outside the door, no one dared to rush in.

The team was ready to set off for two or three hours, but the most important messenger was missing, which made Elder Sinke write a note in the notebook. The messenger was exhausted on the first day, and the next day he was exhausted and unable to get up. There was a disgusting atmosphere in the air of the dark camp, and we were all unable to feel uncomfortable.

This is how to be a human being... he can be a deputy, and does not report negative news at all, and only allows people to see the greatest side of the Holy See.

Wang Xiaofeng moved, and his spiritual pupils woke up with a moan, looking at Wang Xiaofeng with a dim sleepy eyes. Wang Xiaofeng made a gesture to her, pointed to the window, and whispered: "Flying back to your room later, don't let others see it, otherwise my brother will have trouble."

"Oh," the little girl replied pitifully, as if she wanted to stay in bed. However, when she heard the voices outside, she was just simple-minded but not a mistake. She jumped out of bed and turned around. The silver-haired girl in the sunlight made Wang Xiaofeng obsessed.

The girl smiled and blinked. Her condition was much better than yesterday. She walked to the window and looked at it before flying back to her room next door, then pushed open the door and came out.

"Brother Suifeng hasn't gotten up yet?"

"The master's rest time is ten to twelve hours." Case also spoke out, after all, he often saw Wang Xiaofeng 'offline' rest. "Don't panic, the master will appear later."

"It's okay, we'll wait a little longer," this was the voice of the Dark Elf Princess, followed by Tedal's smug laughter. Anina frowned, but focused on Keith and asked inadvertently: "This knight, your power is very strong. I wonder why a strong man like you call the Master of the Sui Feng Messenger?"

"Strength comes from my own practice, but faith comes from the guidance of my master. If it were not for the master's gift, I would have long since exiled my soul."

Keith said softly, but the Dark Elf Princess frowned slightly. At this time, Wang Xiaofeng's door was opened by him. The priest in a white sacrificial robe had short hair, but there was no sense of incongruity among the NPCs, which were mainly long hair.

"The soul will always belong to the self, but faith will be conveyed to each other," Wang Xiaofeng patted Case's shoulder and said casually, and the two elders began to remember the small notebook again. "Let's go, there will be a few days left before we can reach the City of Freedom."

"Suifeng, did you notice anything strange last night?" The Dark Elf Princess followed with her skirt. Today she changed out of the hot fighting equipment and instead wore the luxurious noble long skirt of the human race.

"What a strange thing?" Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, "I prayed to the goddess in my sleep. She was guarding me. What a strange thing?"

Tedar and others followed and quietly pushed open the door of the messenger Suifeng's room, looked at the empty big bed and the ghosts that were not visible at all, and were confused for a moment.

I heard that the elders and bishops of the Holy See had the habit of cannibalism, so they ate the two charming beauties. The orc prince shivered all over and ran to the few people who left, but he couldn't calm down all day long.

The mission team set off again, and the number of the undead guards continued to increase, and the number of dark elf archers seemed to have increased a little. This made Wang Xiaofeng feel a storm that was about to come and the wind filled the tower, or there were extremists in the dark camp who wanted to kill him. Not allowing him to go to the City of Freedom is naturally a conflict between the Dark Council itself.

The Holy See of Light had a supreme pope, with a single human race, orcs, dwarfs, giants, and elves. But here, the number of cultivators is far less than that of the undead, and the overall strength is not as good as that of the dark orcs, so the power division of the Dark Council is much more complicated.

As far as we know, the Dark Elf tribe welcomes the Light camp, and the Dark Orcs seem to have internalized, or these belligerent orcs have no opinion.

Otherwise, Tedal would not have been so unprincipled and started to greet him with a smile, which itself reflects an ambiguous attitude.

What should we do with the remaining forces? The undead tribe, with its eternal burning head, but they sent so many undead to help him siege, which should be as ambiguous as the dark orcs. The rest are cultivators and goblins that represent the continuation of mechanical magic civilization. These two major forces should have someone who completely breaks with the Holy See.

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of this. There must be a force in the dark camp with absolute hostility, otherwise he would not rely on his itinerary to delay his entry into the city of Freedom...

This task that goes against the S-level class should be the most difficult task he has been playing games and playing charlatans. Whether it can be successfully completed to get the reward from the Holy See depends on whether he can fool the group of people from the Dark Council this time. But by the way, the Holy See rewards him with a priesthood, or a reward for equipment titles?

Don't just give it away if you reward two fox girls... This doesn't seem to appear, right? Wang Xiaofeng talked to Anina about the mainland's style while thinking about divergent thinking. It seems that he can't take the initiative to attack at this level, so he can only wait quietly for his opponent to take action, and then fight off his moves, and then attack others and fight them up. The soldiers come to block the general. He really doesn't believe that anyone dares to kill him, the envoy of light.

"Report!"

A wolf rider came from the world, like a whirlwind. It is said to be the best sentinel. Single combat is stronger than human knights, and the mobility of the wolf rider is much higher than that of ordinary horses. But if there are thousands of wolf riders, it is also an amazing force. However, the wolf rider has a fatal weakness - wolf nature, good at group combat, but is cruel and cautious by nature. If it is placed on the front battlefield, the strength it can be exerted is not strong.

"speak!"

Anina directly took over the main point, but the orc prince beside her did not dare to be angry or speak out, and sat honestly on her black lion with her neck shrank.

"General Xiutu rushed over with a hundred thousand cavalry, shouting that he would divide the envoy of the Holy See's Church, Wuma!"

"Damn!" Wang Xiaofeng cursed inwardly. As soon as he said, no one would blatantly, he pulled 100,000 cavalry here. Did the system master deliberately try to kill him and not deserve his life? However, there are so many undead warriors and knights around, so the 100,000 cavalry should not...

Before he could find some sense of security based on the number of undead people, he heard a rumbling sound, and the surrounding undead legions suddenly scattered and rushed towards the surroundings.

What are you doing? Wang Xiaofeng closed his eyes and started the starry divine eyes. He saw that the undead around him seemed to have drawn a big circle. Someone was commanding the square formation where these undeads were going to encircle far away.

Soon, Wang Xiaofeng saw the 100,000 cavalry rushing into the encirclement of the undead without any barrier in a burst of smoke and dust, and whistling towards this side. When he closer, Wang Xiaofeng saw that these were a group of brown-yellow and tall cultivators, that is, the human race of the dark camp.

"Damn it, Sitangge actually remains neutral at this time!"

Anina snorted coldly, but there was a little urgency between her eyebrows and eyes. She shouted coldly. Tens of thousands of people around her quickly opened up the defensive formation, the knight formation, the archer formation, and the mage formation quickly arranged in sequence. Seeing that this was wrong, Tedar turned around and ran away, and led a group of guards to quickly withdraw from the plains that were about to become a battlefield.

Until now, Wang Xiaofeng noticed that the skull following the Dark Elf Princess was gone at this time. Compared to the surrounding undead legions, he or her masterpiece was his or her.

Wang Xiaofeng frowned. Is this the first level of this task? What is the solution? The system gives a top-level assessment, so it will not be a solution-free task.

Although the Dark Elf archers are well-known on the continent and the 5,000 Light Knights are strong, the number of 100,000 cavalry on the opposite side is already overwhelming. These Shur people would rather have a conflict with the Dark Elf and even kill him. He is so hated...

"Suifeng doesn't have to worry, wait for me to negotiate with them." Anina rode forward with a cold face and snorted coldly, "These bastards, I want my tribe members to suck you all dry!"

Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his nose, why did he feel more and more that this girl was so cruel that she could not reveal...

"God envoy," two elders of Light rushed forward, trying to hide Wang Xiaofeng behind him. "If the situation changes, we will send the Lord to the Holy Light City directly. These dark and evil people are simply uneducated!"

"No need to say more," Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand, causing the two indignant elders to retreat, "Don't worry, we won't have anything to do. Lingtong, if the fight starts soon, if the situation is wrong, I will take Keith back to the Holy Light City with me, and I will not be in any danger."

Wang Xiaofeng handed over several teleportation scrolls from the City of Holy Light to the four of them, but the five thousand soldiers and the Knights around him did not dare to challenge the knights' importance to glory.

"Master God Envoy?" Elder Sinke's eyes turned red. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Xiaofeng.

"Remember, this time we are for the future of the mainland. Even if we sacrifice some blood and shed some blood, it is just for the light."

The unicorn hissed, and his four hooves flew forward with Wang Xiaofeng straight forward. He soon rushed out of the army of tens of thousands of people and moved forward alone with the Dark Elf Princess.

"The Envoy of the Wind..." Anina was a little surprised, then she looked at Wang Xiaofeng with some complexity, not knowing what she was thinking. Wang Xiaofeng smiled indifferently, walked side by side with her without any tension.

"Can you tell me some of the history of the revisionists and the root of their hatred with the Holy See? Sorry, I ignored them before, and the preparations were not in place. Also, please tell me to follow the wind."

"Yeah, follow the wind."

I always feel that a scholar is right. Since I am not interested in a woman, don’t tease them with all kinds of mentalities. Wang Xiaofeng seems to have started to provoke some debts again. As the saying goes, it is easy to change the country and nature is hard to change. A comrade did not expect that he would have such excellent potential.

The scene of 100,000 people hitting each other at the same time was somewhat shocking. The horse's hooves that were pounding sounds a little nervous in people's hearts, and what made Wang Xiaofeng feel the most painful were the slightly blood-colored eyes.

How much hatred is needed to be so popular? What did the Holy See do? From the rapid description of the Dark Elf Princess, Wang Xiaofeng did not hear much bone-cut hatred.

The Xiushen people have been around for a long time. Originally, they were just a small force in the dark camp. It seemed that the rise of the human race in ancient times was repeated. The Xiushen people continued to grow in the dark camp. The population, land, and city-state have developed to such an era for thousands of years.

The cultivation people are human races, but there have been some changes compared to the human races in the Light camp. They are more brave and warlike, have stronger bodies, and have simpler thoughts. They have fewer conspiracies and intrigues, and rely more on their strength to speak.

Speaking of the origin of this race, we have to say that the fuse of the Five Divine Cults was completely outbreak in the early stages of the Second Battle of Light and Darkness. At that time, the Cultivators were a relatively famous city-state in the human kingdom. However, the Cultivators were a country that did not believe in the goddess of light among the few city-states of the human race. They had a lot of beliefs, and the Five Divine Cultivators wanted to develop this place into their own kingdom of gods.

The Holy See of Light, whose subject is the human race, is regarded as a shame. Countless missionaries transform the people's faith on this land, while the Natural Gods and Element Gods try to use this land to prove the flaws and enslavement of the Doctrine of Light.

This is a battle of faith, and there was no conflict at the beginning. The royal family and goblins who cultivated the empire had close contacts and tried to pursue a magical and mechanical civilization in the country. Therefore, at the beginning of the conflict of faith, the collision of divine power and royal power occurred.

The final result...what good results can be achieved.

The practitioners rejected the teachings of the natural divine religion, rejected the inspiration of the elemental gods, and finally refused the title of the doctrine of light that was proud to believe that the battle was won. The Holy Light City was furious. The city of Holy Light had a million fanatical believers, and all the kingdoms under the Holy Church formed a conquest army. Tens of millions of troops rushed towards the "cursed land" and the "lost kingdom". An ancient country was destroyed by one generation.

The most popular practice in the Holy See at that time was naturally an extremely bloody massacre. If the goblins had not secretly protected some of the cultivators, the cultivators would have only disappeared in the long river of history.
Chapter completed!