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prequel wedge

A tree is not like a tree, but better than a tree. The wind is not like a wind, but cold than a wind.

The tree has mixed roots and lush branches and leaves. The trunks emit a faint light, and the veins of the leaves slowly flow with golden energy. This tree is destined to be an ordinary person.

The wind should have been gentle and cool, just as comfortable as the breeze blows on the face, but now it reveals a hint of solemnity and the bleak feeling is so sad that it makes people tremble.

A sword light penetrated into the flesh at a speed faster than the eyes. "Swish~" As the sword light passed through the flesh, a pool of bright red blood sprinkled on the trunks.

"Buzz" faintly, the tree trunk seemed to emit a melancholy buzzing sound to vent its dissatisfaction with the overshadow of its brilliance. However, in an instant, the hot blood sprinkled on the trunk seemed to be absorbed by the trunk. The faint flashing light slowly transmitted to the leaves along the lines of the trunk. A pure white light ball separated from the leaves and slowly drifted to the sky.

The clouds are originally invisible. At this moment, the clouds in the sky are not white or golden in the sunset, but strange blood-red. The entire sky is stained with blood-red clouds, making the solemn and even more sad.

A guard in armor lies under the tree, lying weakly, with the armor shining with sacred light gradually fading as the body gradually cools down.

Blood, like gurgling water, overflowed from the incredible smooth gaps on the warrior's chest and the incredible smooth gaps on the armor. The guard's face showed a touch of incredible, but his eyes were filled with fear.

"Barewell! After practicing for so long, my speed has not improved at all!" Next to the guard's corpse, a middle-aged figure emitting a hostile aura was fiercely scolding the young man in front of him. The figure was blurred because of the entanglement of the hostility around him. The boy lowered his head, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Are you satisfied with this speed? A useless waste, if it is fast enough, this guy's eyes will not change like this!" After saying that, the middle-aged man's feet gently stepped on the guard's head and neck, and the guard's head instantly left his body and flew up. The seemingly hard armor was as hard as mud at the middle-aged man's feet. With a wave of his hand, the guard's flying head was firmly grasped in his palm.

The middle-aged man pressed the head in front of the boy's face with dissatisfaction. The guard's frightened eyes were almost against the boy's face. The boy just stared at the frozen eyes, with no waves in his eyes, as if he was just looking at a lump of wood.

The middle-aged man was about to continue scolding, but suddenly a hint of excitement flashed from the bottom of his heart, "So you are here, hehe." Looking behind him, a pair of evil eyes were entangled with the lingering aura, and a pair of evil eyes were shining with the light of desire. Then, he grabbed the guard's head and turned around and pointed to the space behind him. The hostility lingered on his arms actually gathered in substance. Following his slender fingers, an unrivalled black light mixed with blood, brain and bones shot towards the space behind him at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
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