In the section, I mentioned that the second longest tunnel in this plane is for the sake of the plot. The second longest tunnel in the world is now the number one in the Qinling Zhongnan Mountain Highway Tunnel in my country! Spread flowers! Thank you for the explanation of the mouse-Searcher-Although I cannot modify it because of the plot problem-and there are other adults who helped me very much thank you. A word that I have added o or have omissions in this type of book review. If so, please leave a message in the book review area to bow and wander... - The above words are not counted in the vipp

Just as more than 90% of the scripts of Bevery's films have certain plots - although more than one film critic has criticized this plot in his own articles that obviously despise the audience's IQ - if a car in the city hits something and stops, it must be a fire hydrant; the bad guy must die twice and must have a ready-to-use weapon at his hand; the computer in the control room never needs to be turned on or off without a mouse. In addition to a password window that can be guessed in an average of one minute, it is also ready to use USB.

Easy to talk~ important information; people who start smoothly must start to go downhill in the middle of the story; searching for information in a pile of garbage must be the important information found by the characters at will; actresses in horror films must wear this sexy set of pajamas and go to the basement where they can detect abnormal noises with flashlights... etc. But it still forms a key element of entertainment films and successfully seduces green paper in people's wallets again and again.

So after the train entered the tunnel, the lights flashed again like a reminder, and then the whole car fell into darkness - listening to the high and low screams, Alex had to admit that the writer of the script, who always floated around like a physical ghost, still respected the facts more - although he admitted that he could not use his brain at all when writing the script.

The screams were quickly soothed and the tranquility in the carriage returned to its original state. In addition to the occasional sobs and the murmuring prayers, there was also the noise that suddenly increased due to the reflection of the tunnel walls when the train was traveling.

This silence and darkness may make ordinary people feel at ease and burnout, but the loyal Templars smelled an ominous sign from it. They were calm on the surface, but both their bodies and their minds were more alert, just like a drought captured by the photographer's lens from a distance.

"...Alex." When Wilderger used his sweet voice to draw the first syllable, Alex guaranteed that everyone in the box except him and Wilderger could not help but thrust. After reacting, he stared at the source of the sound. Even if he could not see things in the dark, such as Bai Baili and Rosalia, the same was true. However, one of them immediately buried his head in the nanny's arms after glaring at the opposite side, while the other silently turned his head to the other direction to face a screen. Alex, who used to cover the bed, bent the corner of his mouth and decided that it was not necessary to mention Lord Filder on such a low-important matter. No one thought he was yy something unreliable...

"My dear Alex" Wilderger continued softly at those fierce eyes: "This place and such darkness reminds me of a very, very, very interesting little story do you want to hear?" - He didn't give Alex the answer at all: "The train entered the tunnel car and it was dark, and he heard a kiss and then a slap. The four strangers didn't say anything... Only the old man's eyes were blue. The old woman thought: "This is such a chaste girl." The girl thought: "It's strange that this young man kissed the old woman and didn't kiss me." The young man thought: "This old man is so cunning that he kissed the old woman secretly got beaten! The old rogue thought: "I'm so smart, I kissed the back of my hand and slapped the young man and slapped him in the face. No one appeared."

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This story is boring. At this time, it is even more boring. The most boring thing is that this guy is getting more excited: "Look at Alex." He raised his hands and gestured, his feet unceremoniously placed on the small round table between Madam Alex and Rosalia: "Although you are not an old man, I am not an old man, don't you think the others are complete?"

The nanny who was holding Rosalia tightened the string of black gold stone rose rosary Alex could see that her face was filled with the terrible expression that only the most fierce sheepdog had, her lips shrank and teeth exposed - her eyes were fierce and even hard to see because her eyes were shining in the dark.

It turns out that anyone really dared to move the little lamb in her arms. She was about to kick him into hell with one foot—the deepest part.

Rosalia was not that nervous. She was worried about Anto outside the box. He was isolated by the Templars. The Templars did not trust these fallen false believers to protect Rosalia.

The Templars' attention is now focused on Wilderge. They also have a certain understanding of this guy - a criminal, glutton, greed, lust, laziness, jealousy, pride, anger, and anger, almost the best manifestation of the seven deadly sins in him - it is also the reason for their anger. A thug and a devil. But he is the brother and attendant of the Crown Prince of Sardinia. He indulged him with rudeness and acquiesce to do evil. He allows him to do whatever he wants with his prestige and rights - while the people and nobles only care about the vulgar interests - they even let a criminal become a member of the district for a few job opportunities!

The sage testified. If it were not for the devout Sardinians who still had a trace of true faith and pure soul, they would really not want to let Rosalia, the earth from childhood, become the future ruler of Sardinian-

Go and face the greedy nobles and foolish people who return to the monastery of the Miracle Islands to become a nun - a pure, kind, and sage servant. That is the best destination for Rosalia.

If it were not for the wishes of the Holy See, even Lord Ino, wouldn't be willing to watch Rosalia step into this depraved country - the secular crown. How could it be more noble than the robes of the earthly robes given to the Saint Philosopher?

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Lich smiled slightly in Alex's body. These Templars may be able to face the dark creatures without fear, or even defeat them or be defeated by them, but as a preservation staff, they were too negligent - Wilderger's small joke made them bet all their attention here - or perhaps they have great confidence in the sacred protection of this room, and the light invisible to ordinary people on the walls, floors, ceilings, and there is no gap. If there are dark creatures who want to invade here, the weak will probably be wiped out immediately, and the strong will be injured, and at least they will be triggered. According to the position of the Templars in the box, they can form a powerful encirclement and annihilation in an instant... It seems that there is no problem at all.

Of course, do not count the light mist that slowly flows down the ventilation grid.

Alex lowered his eyes as if he was sleeping, but his perception could capture every flow of energy - the negative energy controlled by the dark creatures on this plane was too complex and the positive energy controlled by their enemies was too pure - which led to the fatal flaws of both developments: this closed space can be said to be covered by divine power, but it has to be kept thinner because it must be guaranteed to be completely pure and thinner, and it needs to be constantly blessed; and in some places that cannot be closed and too tightly, this protection must be consciously weakened. For example, the air necessary for humans cannot be a thing full of pure positive energy, otherwise it will kill Rosalia faster than the dark creatures.

This rule is the same as the Torrel plane - the positive energy plane is where the source of everything. Some guys imagine this place as a gentle place and he will bathe in this soothing and reviving energy. However, this is not the case. The positive energy plane is fatal because too much energy is as dangerous as too little energy.

In the history of this low demon plane, those humans who can call for sacred traces either inspire the sages to ascend to heaven early or disappear into an unknown corner with the angels. This is probably because of this reason, the human body originally needs balanced positive and negative energy. No matter which dominates it, it will kill them - at least destroy their bodies.

Alex curled his lips slightly and Ino... the body that could not accept the sunshine...

The undead thoughts so far, the smoke poured quietly onto the carpet like a gentle and slender flow of water and instantly turned into shadows - vampires can transform into moths and bats smoke, but it is obvious that the latter is larger in size but the lowest density carries the least negative energy so that barriers can only harm them and cannot block them or alarm them.

The vampires who changed their own colors and scenery in the darkness quietly handed out the cross sword in their hands - the target was Rosalia - after all, this is not a movie that does not require a snow-white waisted silk shirt with sleeves bulging like sails and jumping to a high place to pose in a wonderful position for people to beat.

Their swords slashed through the air.

The mother screamed and picked up Rosalia with one hand and threw it behind her. The huge fist with a beautiful dented hit the bridge of the nose of a sneak attacker. Her fist was like a red iron pliers that passed through the soft Xinxue easily. The vampire's upper body melted in the gentle light. The Templars could be said to have instinctively swung their weapons without any hesitation when they heard the shout. Even though the whereabouts of the weapon were only a slight difference from their companions, they accurately created a light net in front of Rosalia and Alex. The remaining two vampires were gone in it - this was not happy because more smoke was pouring in from the broken place.

The mother who killed the vampire was almost immediately wrapped in the smoke that seeped down because she was not within the protection area of ​​the light net. She struggled. The holy light kept lit up on her body and was constantly covered by the smoke that entangled her. She was hugged tightly intimately, like a giant tree selected by the strangled vine. She was suffocated by death because of the gradually accumulated weight until the breath of life completely disappeared. She fell down the shriveled flour pocket. The smoke that could not be removed from her nose.

After entering her body, various protrusions continued to appear in her body, like a leafy dough, burst everywhere and poked out black and gray bones and pale muscles. The Templars looked indifferently at everything in front of them. Their duty was to protect Rosalia and Alex, not others. The thrown Ferret and Wilderge may also be swallowed by these evil smoke, but this was helpless... They even gave up the nanny sent by the Holy See.

The things that require hundreds of words in written expression are actually just a moment. When Madam Gwyneth jumped in with such a generous, obese, tall body that should not be possible, and she hurriedly glanced at Rosalia to confirm that she was safe and safe and turned to the rushing enemy, her companion had no chance of recovery.

“Annado!”

She stared at the last vampire's rage voice, besides condemnation, there was a lot of incredibleness - but she only saw Yere Melica Vasnado turning his head and smiling at her. (To be continued)
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