Hail the King

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Danny Liz was originally a mercenary in a small mercenary group in Thermopylae. The fire of life is like a candle fluttering in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

But because of an adventure some time ago, her strength has finally achieved a qualitative change, reaching the level of a one-star grudge.

This adventure changed the fate of her young life when she was less than eighteen years old, and finally made her eligible to join a mercenary regiment with some strength in Hot Spring Pass. Among them, I can finally be regarded as a half-master. At least I can guarantee that Danny Liz will no longer live like a rootless duckweed in the past. If you save up, you don't have to worry about food and clothing.

However, unlike other mercenaries who were on the verge of death, she was a girl.

And she's a very pretty girl.

Being beautiful is the pursuit and dream of any girl.

However, for a female mercenary, this is not a good thing.

Because this often brings her unnecessary troubles.

What makes people feel strange is that before she became a one-star fighting spirit warrior, she was not as glamorous as she looks now.

At that time, she was dark, thin, and unkempt. Every day in order to survive, she held a sword and fought as hard as a man. The cruel pressure of survival made her have no time to care about her personal image. Forget that I am actually a girl.

But I know that because of that fortuitous encounter, after breaking through to the realm of a one-star martial artist, her body, nourished and moistened by fighting spirit, has transformed like an ugly duckling, from that black, thin and fierce wild girl to her current figure Delicate, fair-skinned little beauty.

The unexpected beauty brought her a lot of trouble.

For example, all kinds of gazes, and the intentional or unintentional teasing and carelessness of the companions when performing tasks together.

So much later, she had to wear an ugly black iron mask to cover her face every day.

After gaining a little fame, Danny Liz still chose to live in a completely closed slum.

Because here, some things happened that made her gloomy life very warm, those beautiful memories,

It is the source of happiness that she can't help but draw a slight arc of joy every time she thinks about it, but unfortunately... more than half a year ago, a cold-blooded and ruthless murder, a terrible fire that swallowed everything, destroyed everything, and also Take that person away.

Danny Liz chose to stay in the slum area, staying in the place he used to be, just like he did more than half a year ago, protecting twenty or thirty poor orphans who had no one to rely on, and became the same as he used to be. The only hope and pillar for these children to survive in this cruel and ruthless world.

"Haha, stand still, straighten your waist and tuck in your stomach, look ahead, and punch fast!" Danieliz nodded with a smile.

The beautiful morning sun shone from the garbage dump in the distance, like a golden glow, falling on this fairly flat and clean small courtyard, a dozen tattered boys aged six, seven or eight stood facing the morning sun. In the middle of the courtyard, Hehehaha was boxing and practicing martial arts in a decent manner, his face was still childish, but he was extremely serious, drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

In addition, there are a few girls in the distance, who are skillfully picking out things that can be used by the SLR from a pile of garbage, and even edible food that is not completely decomposed.

In this cruel and foul slum full of violence, killing and plundering everywhere, this small courtyard is like a pure and safe paradise. Under the golden morning light, the children's laughter drives away the coldness of early spring , Let the dirty and cold world become lively.

Danny Liz, who was wearing red light leather armor covered with mottled marks, looked like a perfect statue artwork. At this time, she took off her defenses, took off the ugly black iron mask on her face, and her delicate and pretty face There was a smile on his face, and when he saw the group of lovely children in front of him, time seemed to go back to more than eight years ago. At that time, he was still there, and it was also such a group of children, and she was the biggest one...

Suddenly, Danny Liz noticed something and frowned.

She patted her palms lightly, which was a signal that had been agreed long ago. The children immediately returned to the stone house on the edge of the site very quickly like frightened little moles. The doors and windows, with fear and horror in their eyes, looked out with big black eyes flickering.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps.

At the corner of the rubbish dump in the distance, a group of [Storm Legion] soldiers in bright armor, surrounded by extremely gorgeously dressed young people, ran towards this side, with a bad look and loud noise.

Danny Liz frowned and thought about it. Donned his black iron mask.

From the faces of these soldiers and those young people, she saw expressions that were so familiar to him that made her sick.

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"Although more than half a year has passed, this place still seems to be the same." Philip Inzaghi and his four companions rode on a well-trained black horse at an extremely slow speed, slowly walking through the slums bit by bit. walk by.

There are still rotten garbage all over the ground in sight, and there are always small ditches with black and foul-smelling sewage on the side of the road. Occasionally, a few passers-by have indifferent and numb expressions in their eyes. The body, shivering in the cold wind, welcomes customers. Among the garbage dumps in the distance, filthy wild dogs and cats are tearing up half-rotten corpses, and swarms of rats are scurrying on the street like no one else.

Nothing has changed.

"Under the governance of the damned Ptolemy family, this slum area has long been forgotten. How could those high-ranking aristocratic lords remember this all their lives when they hugged the stove to keep warm and talked about the daily banquet?" A place where you won’t set foot.” Michael Owen, the youngest, is only fifteen years old, with a young face, and the golden fluff on his face is clearly visible in the sun. Hearing this, he couldn’t help feeling angrily: “Compared with Chambord City, this place is like the world. Hell, it would be nice if King Alexander ruled this ancient city."

The three young knights Raul, Cavani and Trezeguet were silent.

Everything that happened here half a year ago made everyone full of hatred for the ruler of this city. Murderous intentions have spread silently in their hearts. For today, they have waited for a full 217 days , and now, when they take a last look at the place where they once lived with Uncle York and those companions, they will make those bloody executioners pay the price.

near!

The place where I used to live is gradually approaching.

There is an unspeakable sadness and mourning in everyone's heart.

But at this moment, from the familiar place in front of him, there was an arrogant and piercing smirk——

"Hahahaha, how is it, little Lie Ma? Do you think your poor one-star strength can save you? Hahaha, hit me? Haven't you been caught by this young master now? Seal her vindictiveness for me." Hold on, tie your hands and feet, hehe, today my young master will be in this slum area, in front of these little fellows, ride these little fierce horses, and taste the taste of a one-star grudge female mercenary, haha Ha ha!"

In an instant, the five of Inzaghi looked at each other, and their expressions changed.

As an assassin, the hand holding the rein even trembled a little.

This voice was so familiar to them that it was unforgettable.

In the past 217 days, every day, every hour and every second, the motivation that supported them to persist in practicing even when they were the most tired was the endless killing intent towards the owner of this voice and hate.

Unexpectedly, here today, in this place that is also unforgettable for them, where the most real happiness and the only warmth in the heart is preserved, in the place where Uncle York and his companions lived and finally died, they unexpectedly met this damned A hundred times guy.

Inzaghi patted the black horse under his crotch lightly. At this moment, he was the quickest to calm down. Without making a sound, he and his four companions walked towards the place where the sound came from.

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First update.

I thought I would not be afraid to stay up late, but who knew, after the explanation last night, my whole body was swollen.

During this period of time, watching football and staying up late is too fierce.

There may only be two updates today, I’m sorry, I really can’t hold on, now the whole scalp hurts even if it moves a little, maybe it’s really old.

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. High-speed release of the latest chapter of Long Live the King. This chapter is 639, Returning to the Slums, and the address is . If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in QQ groups and Weibo!