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Four hundred and sixty-eighth chapter I expect hell (1)

Updated: 2012-11-26

"Okay, let's stop here."

The sound of a third party suddenly penetrated into the battlefield of the deadly battle, and the intervention of Xilaila and two other subordinates freed the situation where Yi Chen had the advantage and became the ending scene.

"Oh...what?! Is it over like this?!"

The unwilling female general said to her immediate boss.

"Anyway, the teaching is over, right?"

Sisso responded to his companions in place of Sirera, and Mohammed said:

"We were also surprised... we learned how to use techniques so quickly. Well, can we use them in such places?"

The four of them gathered on Yi Chen who was standing on the sculpture. He greeted those eyes, jumped down from the high place, and disarmed Kai.

"That's all?" he asked.

"There's no way. The commander of the Legion said that you have learned the skills in this class, so I forced it to stop." Sun Guangyan said with his hands spread out, and then he smiled sly: "But...ahha! There must be other reasons. The young master once said that it was full of corrosive and natural gas venom." Then, she looked at the commander of the Legion, "My sister must think that it would be very troublesome to deal with the on-site later. Don't look at the yellow sand here, it's a wild area after all. Compared to the many beasts lurking nearby, it would be bad to be alarmed."

“That’s the truth.”

Shileira nodded and admitted that it happened to be the breeding period of several species of beasts recently, so you should pay a little attention.

"Ahhh~~~~~ I had a fight, and it was lunch time. Have a meal, what is the working meal today?"

The female general who soon emerged from the combat state began to look forward to today's work meals. She happily checked today's menu on her laptop computer.

The only thing Yi Chen thought about now is, if he told her the facts that the facts related to the explosion just now were completely bluffing, would it affect the lady's appetite if he said it?

Yi Chen was not at all uncomfortable.

Ancient writers also said that pen-writing was used instead of swords. Although Yi Chen did not think that the space in his stomach had no part to accommodate ink except poisonous water, the saying that words were equal to swords was not unfavorable. Otherwise, what was the status of a strategist? In short, it was just a great success.

But it is true that we still have to tell the truth, but it’s time to wait for the meal. Yi Chen also wants to see how this woman looks like she is squirting. Well... Then I will use [Ah, by the way, I remember something...] and so on as the opening remarks.

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Is this what happens in the future?

This kind of thinking echoed in Yi Chen's mind when he came out for a breathable walk that night.

It was very cold in the desert area, but it was nothing to Yi Chen. He stayed a little far from the Fourth Legion's garrison, so he didn't have to worry about the attack of beasts, because there were many posts responsible for night patrol nearby.

Lying on the dunes, looking up at the starry sky that cannot be seen in the Federation.

The sky is full of stars, and there is only a faint moonlight on the other side of the Federation... It is said that every star represents the passing people. If it is explained in this way, it may be explained why the sky on both sides is different.

Yi Chen had a plan in his mind, a bold plan, so bold that he felt pressured by this plan himself.

The eagle should not have been protected by his parents all the time. Although the current shelter is just to make up for his past mistakes, it is impossible to change the fact that Yi Chen is no longer a young eagle... Then, he should not be protected.

In the Fourth Legion, you can have an absolute sense of security, but...

……rustle……

Yi Chen grabbed a handful of sand and watched them slide from his fingertips - yes, that's it, it's even worse. People around him were respectful to Yi Chen after they knew his identity. This was an unchangeable phenomenon. Therefore, Yi Chen had that feeling, as if he had grasped everything, but it seemed that he had not grasped anything.

It's really...too gentle.

Too gentle!

Yi Chen felt that this would not be the life he expected. Even if his strength improved, it would not be helpful to the current situation. He suddenly remembered the days he had been in the sea camp. Yi Chen looked at the way he built a weapon with Yi Yi Dao.

"Thousands of hammers and thousands of hits."

Bai Yidao said this to him.

"Only in this way, the original ore containing the magazine will become the best embryo, and this is just the prototype of the treasure knife."

Fold, knock, pressure, high temperature.

It must be constantly, constantly repeated... I need to be tempered, not the kind of tickling.

What Yi Chen needs is the coercion of death.

He stood up, and sand fell from his body.

He felt very hesitant.

Because once the plan in my mind is implemented, Yi Chen will be equivalent to walking towards a one-way path through the abyss and hell. Will it be the ultimate success in the cocoon of purgatory, or to become part of the dead bones? Ah, the possibility of the latter is infinite.

Therefore, Yi Chen has not made up his mind yet.

"I need...yes, I need an opportunity that will make me determined."

What exactly is that opportunity?

Yi Chen asked himself... Ah, yes, there is a place... go to that place.

If you go there, you may be able to recall nothing.

Human nature - this gift from the Federation has now become a bondage to Yi Chen. The executioner, who once had no taboos, began to feel the preciousness of life, and faced himself while facing others.

Now Yi Chen, he wants to throw away this bound gift.

I want to go there to recall my past history... What kind of person I was, what did I do to survive, I once ate the dead meat bite by bit, just to fill my hunger...
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