Chapter 285：

"You--, but the king's knight?" Shirou looked at Bedwell and asked.

"Yes--! Naturally--! I--, I am your knight, Bedwell!" Bedwell said with tears on his face.

"Then, this king orders you to take your hands away!" Shirou said.

"Wang--!" Bedwell trembled all over.

"Remove--!" Shiro said.

Bedwell let go with trembling hands, and turned away crying bitterly.

Shilang drew his sword and looked around. No one dared to look at him, everyone turned their heads away.

Even Cornish people who are extremely dissatisfied with Camelot cannot bear to turn their heads at this moment.

They have hatred in their hearts, but this king makes them unbearable to look directly.

With a "chat", Shi Lang held the hilt in both hands and pushed the sharp sword into his abdomen with great effort.

No pain, numbness.

Standing on the ground, pale and shaky.

Shi Lang's lips were shaking, and he said with more air and less vent: "The sins of the past are all kings! Today, all the kings are punished! The law of the kingdom is clear! Whoever commits it in the future will have no distinction between north and south. There is no difference between the king and the people, and you will be punished! I am the red dragon of Britain, King Arthur! I will surely take you to the happy future of Kangzhuang!"

People looked at the king who was wearing eight swords and standing in a sea of ​​blood, and they were all moved by him, and were incomparably seized by his courage.

"King Arthur...King Arthur..."

A faint voice suddenly sounded, like the fire of a prairie prairie fire, which rang all over everyone in an instant.

"King Arthur! King Arthur!"

At this moment, whether it was Carnley or Cornwall, they were calling this name.

Shilang stands tall in the earth.

Although wearing eight swords and standing in a sea of ​​blood, it is so dazzling!

People in Cornwall know.

Here...

There is a king!

Shi Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, with this breath, it was as if all the energy had been taken away, and the whole person fell directly to the ground softly.

"King!"

"Wang!!"

...

Bedwell and the others saw Shi Lang soft on the ground, and they were crying one by one, panicking, and the Shi Lang helped him up.

"What are you doing in a daze!? Draw your sword quickly! Draw your sword!"

"You can't just pull it out like this! The blood will burst out directly!"

"It's Master Merlin! Master Merlin is here!"

"Hold it up, my king!"

"Arthur! Arthur! My brother, why do you want to commit yourself to such an extent? Hold on! Hold on! My sister will save you!"

...

Consciousness became a little fuzzy.

The voice became more and more ethereal.

Shi Lang fainted.

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ps: In the last chapter, the BUG of Tudou has been fixed. Potatoes are native to South America.

Chapter 72 I'm afraid I can't do it well! [Second more]

Friday, February 19, 1999.

Fuyuki City.

The sky is azure blue, just like a huge blue jade. The early spring sun shines brightly and hangs high in this huge jade. Looking at the position of the sun, it is estimated that it will be around 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Suiquyuan Academy in the middle of the country.

"Ding Ding Ding..." As the loud bell rang through the entire campus, there was a loud noise throughout the campus, and a large number of students flooded out from each teaching building, talking and laughing in groups and walking towards the school gate. Go.

"Senior Shen Er! Senior Shen Er!" A soft female voice resounded.

"Shen Er, someone is looking for you." Liu Dong Yicheng reminded.

Among the student crowd, the blue-haired boy with books walking with his classmates, wearing a slightly faded school uniform, is about 1.67 meters tall, and wearing a pair of thick glasses. The whole person looks thinner and has a Kind of weak feeling.

At this moment, he turned around suspiciously, and the one who called him was a girl who was about 1.5 meters tall and looked a little sweet.

"Are you?" Jian Tong pushed his glasses, and asked with some doubts.

"This...this is for you!" The girl handed Shen Er a pink letter, blushing and turned around and ran.

Ma Tong Shinji held the letter with an embarrassment on his face.

Liu Dong Yicheng smiled and said, "Yes, how many love letters is this month?"

"The seventh seal." Ma Tong Shinji said helplessly, and then stuffed the letter into the book without reading it.

Liu Dong Yicheng asked, "Don't take a look?"

"Not interested." Ma Tong Shinji said.

"Be careful to miss a love." Liu Dong Yicheng said.

Shinji Ma said: "What kind of love? It's just adolescent hormonal impulse, it's a pointless squandering of time. I might as well read more programming books when I have that time."