In the deserted land of Spain, a girl dragged a man much taller than her forward.

The man was Dillinghusse, and his mind was full of Zhou Yongxin's last move.

He once confidently believed that that guy could never be an enemy of him anymore, and would never have a sword heart in his life.

But he was wrong, outrageously wrong.

Zhou Yongxin not only possesses the heart of swords, but even gains almost the same power as himself, and has vaguely surpassed himself.

His pride was also completely destroyed by this powerful moment.

This is something he cannot tolerate!

"Zhou Yongxin!"

Even though he was in a coma, Dillinghus was calling the man's name resentful.

As Mei Lina listened, the figure of the man appeared in her mind unconsciously.

"I actually threatened Lord Diling, I will definitely get rid of him."

But this was, a weak but stubborn voice came into her ears.

"No! Zhou Yongxin must let me get rid of it myself! This is the fate between me and him!"

Mei Lina was stunned and responded at the same time.

She seemed to have felt the fighting spirit in Lord Diling just now.

This is an emotion that has never felt since meeting him.

But in a flash, Deeringhus had already begun to try to walk by himself, dragging his tired body forward.

He stood up tenaciously, his eyes showing reluctance.

But he returned to calm again in a flash.

"What's wrong with Anroll?" asked Dillinghus.

Mei Lina bowed her head respectfully, then her red lips rose up.

"I have arrived in Uto City as planned, but it has been buried in yellow sand and it will take some time."

Dillinghus nodded and sat on a flat stone and gasped.

"Sit down." He said lightly.

Melina sat down, she knew Dillinghus' habits, and he said the same thing.

Covering his chest, Dilinghus suddenly said, "Melina, look at me, if I lose control later, you will kill me."

After hearing this, Mei Lina's eyes opened slightly, but she still agreed.

Although she followed Dillinghus's advice, this order was a little beyond her endurance.

But this was the sudden change in Dillinghus's skin, and his whole body turned into the color of the night, and in an instant, it turned into a broken beast.

However, seeing the clear eyes, Mei Lina knew that he was still a familiar adult.

In the past five minutes, Deeringhus took the initiative to remove his transformation.

This time it was not as bloody as before, but unexpectedly, Deeringhus' breath became much more stable.

"I'm right. This look can speed up my body's absorption of collapse energy and allow me to recover faster."

He felt the powerful fist.

Dillinghus looked up and saw that the leaves around him were rustling by the invisible air waves.

Meilina's hair was raised directly, but the light of faith in her eyes remained unchanged.

With the bright moon in the sky, Dillinghus stood up again, not as weak as before.

"Mr. Diling, your sword."

That was a piece of intelligent soul steel obtained in the ruins of Tianming before, with the ability to change many weapons.

Before, Mei Lina used this weapon to injure Zhou Yongxin and used her ability to block the tracking signal, so she fled with Dillinghus.

But Melina did not have the ability of Dillinghus after all. She hid one of her own hands, a thin hand that was about to be destroyed and eroded.

Dillinghus looked at her at this time, and before she could speak, Melina picked up her and held her purple-black arm with one hand.

The collapse can be transferred to him instantly.

Melina and Dillinghus face to face, and the distance is very close.

"Mr. Diling."

"You just need to remember to work for me, life and death are not yours."

His simple words reflect his strong dominance.

It also tells his ambitions.

Didi.

Meilina's communicator sounded.

Dillinghus stretched out her hand and she handed the communicator to him.

"Hello?"

The familiar voice came into Anroll's mind and he exclaimed.

"Boss, aren't you dead?"

There was a silence across the street.

Anroll immediately corrected the topic and said, "I found the burned house."

"Where is the stuff?"

"I've got it, what's next?"

Dillinghus gently pursed his lips, his index and middle fingers gathered together.

A sonic boom!

A destiny tracking spacecraft was directly divided into two, turning into a gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

Dillinghus' eyes slightly condensed, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Go against the will of heaven."

And at this time.

The meeting room of destiny.

Elders and commanders of various branches have begun to discuss the matter of Dillinghus.

Some people think that this rare talent should be recruited, but some people think that this is a time bomb.

Leaving a place will surely harm endlessly and even threaten the majesty of destiny.

Theresa listened here, the cliches of the elders almost made her ears callous.

Is it annoying to say the same thing every time?

Especially the old antiques in China, she has never heard of most of the allusions she has said.

Then on the other side, another allusion was used to refute.

Is this a meeting or a debate?

This is the case every time, without any novelty.

But I couldn't get in and could only sit here.

In the end, the debate only ended with a debate again.

Extremely boring.

Just as Theresa was about to leave, a familiar communication was connected to her channel.

Theresa took a look.

"grandfather...."

She came to the headquarters of Tianming, the place where she grew up.

A home with countless wonderful memories.

Everyone couldn't help but look in awe when they saw her.

She is a hero who collapsed for the second time and a survivor.

With these gazes in hand, Theresa came to a door, a door she had entered countless times.

The door was open on its own, and there was a familiar layout inside, which had been like this since she left, or even longer.

Quaternary floors, exquisite furniture, and reading materials from Linlang.

There is also an elegant and amiable man.
To be continued...