Chapter 642

Slowly hanging on the rock wall, she clenched her teeth and called the system in a trembling voice: "Xiao Ba, why did the emergency transfer procedure fail to start? You can't give me such a fatal problem

Xiao BA's voice seems to be disturbed, it sounds intermittent.

"I I'm overhauling Hold on... "

Slowly to cry without tears: "I really want to prop up the pillar, but this bone knife may not be able to hold on to it!"

Because of her weight, the osteotome has started to slide down a little bit along the cracks in the rock.

Xiaoba: "this place There is a problem I will contact the Prophet... "

The voice stopped abruptly before the words were finished.

Slowly called several small eight name, has not received any response.

The black dragon flapped its wings and flew up into the sky. He stopped in mid air. He saw the slowly falling on the rock wall.

Slowly and hard to raise his head: "Xiaohei, you really do not read the old love?"

Black dragon did not speak.

Cynthia's orders came from behind.

"The three orcs are coming. Get rid of her."

The black dragon swooped down, stopped in front of her, raised his hand to grab the bone knife in her hand. It seemed that he was going to pull out her bone knife and let her lose support and fall into the magma pool.

"Xiao Hei, I've been looking for you for so long. I've been chasing you all the way from the dawn to the mi long continent. If I die in someone else, I can't accept it if you want to kill me! "

The black dragon stopped and looked at her, not knowing what he was thinking.

She was tearful: "will you come home with me? Don't help, Cynthia. She's not a good person

As if he had not heard what she said, the black dragon's eyes fell on her cheek.

He raised his finger, rubbed her cheek, and took away a tear.

He reached out the tip of his tongue and licked the tears from his fingertips.

It's salty and astringent. It tastes terrible.

At the same time, there is a strange feeling of a dream.

The black dragon felt as if he was looking for a devil, and wanted to taste the salty taste again.

In slowly full of surprise in the eyes, the black dragon lowered his head, gently licked her face, and ate all the tears on her cheek.

At the same time, some scattered memory fragments melted into his blood.

His eyes lit up slightly, as if a dark golden light was flowing.

Slowly he licked it very embarrassed, but she could not make up her hand to refuse, and could only stare at him with a red face: "what are you doing?"

Black dragon tilted his head to look at her, as if thinking about something very important.

Over her head came Cynthia's voice: "haven't you solved her yet?"

Cynthia's words reminded her slowly that she was now on the verge of death, and the embarrassment she had just been aroused by the black dragon was all gone.

Slowly staring at the black dragon, his eyes showed a little pleading.

"Don't kill me, will you?"

The black dragon opened his mouth and made an astringent voice: "slow down Slow... "

Slowly after a short period of consternation, her eyes suddenly opened round. She couldn't believe to ask, "do you remember me?"

"Slowly..." Black dragon repeated her name several times, and the pronunciation was clear and standard.

"It's me! I am slow

If the situation is not wrong, slowly at this time really want to jump up and embrace him, in order to express his excitement.

Cynthia waited for a long time, but could not wait for the black dragon to come out. She was discontented and patted Cyril on the head: "you go to see what he is doing. If he doesn't obey, don't be polite, just teach him a lesson."

"Yes."

Cyril puts her on the ground, and he steps close to the crater.

He leaned out half of his body and looked down, just in time to see that he slowly climbed onto the black dragon's back.

"You..."

Before Cyril finished speaking, he slowly pointed to him and called out, "hit him!"

The black dragon opens its mouth and spits out a breath of dragon breath.

The huge black dragon breath spurted out!

Cyril dodged quickly, but still slowed down. Half of his body was dissolved by the breath of the dragon, leaving only the skeleton of his bones. At the same time, Cyril howled bitterly.

The Black Dragon flew into the sky slowly.

Cynthia saw Cyril staggering down and growled in pain: "no

She dashed over and grabbed Cyril's intact arm, trying to lift him up.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

Cyril was too wounded to stand up. He looked at Cynthia in front of him and tried to talk to her. When he opened his mouth, scarlet blood stood out.

"No, Cyril, you don't want to die," said Cynthia, holding his neck. "I beg you not to leave me!"Cyril opened his mouth full of blood and made a hoarse voice: "eat me, live."

If you need flesh and blood to live, if I am destined to die.

Then please eat me.

I want to be your food and be one with you.

Cynthia was almost mad.

It was she who saved Cyril from the slaveholders, and the chains on his feet were cut off by her. Since then, he has been following her, like a robot, faithfully carrying out her every command.

He never hesitated, whether it was murder or arson, or a sea of fire.

Cynthia initially saw him as a slave who could be manipulated at will.

But after so many years, she was used to his company.

Even she couldn't tell her feelings for Cyril.

All she knew was that if he left.

She is really the only one left in the world.

Cyril finally closed his eyes and died in her arms in a tragic way.

The chain tied to his feet could no longer limit his freedom, but he insisted on keeping it, rather than taking it off and throwing it away.

As he has been for so many years, protecting Cynthia.

Cynthia was almost broken in tears.

Standing on the black dragon's back slowly, looking down on this scene from a commanding height, my heart felt a little bit sad, but I didn't feel any soft hearted at all.

For her, Cynthia was the enemy who wanted her life, and she didn't have the Virgin Mary to forgive her enemies.

He said slowly, "since Cynthia is so reluctant to give up Cyril, send her on the road with Cyril."

The black dragon's abdomen rises and falls. It opens its mouth and spits out a huge black dragon breath. It sprays towards Cynthia!

At the same time, a stream of red magma suddenly erupted from the crater and stopped the Dragon breathing.

The magma collided with the dragon breath, making a violent explosion, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains. Half of the sky was dyed red by fire.

Slowly holding the black dragon's neck tightly, she leaned out of her head and looked at the crater. She saw a huge red figure looming.

It looks like a person.

But on a closer look, it was not a person.

"What the hell is that?"

No one could answer her question.

Cynthia noticed the appearance of the red figure. She trembled. She had to let go of Cyril in her hand and kneel down to the red figure. There was some fear in her voice: "my Lord."

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