The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

No one can understand the sorrow and grief in his heart, no one can understand his eyes and watch the warlock step by step to the despair of dying!

When he watched the former disciples squatting under the joint forces of several countries in the bright continent, when he looked at the people who had the blood of the warlock, he fell into a control when he watched the warlock branch in the past. In the hospital, when he looked at countless teenagers with a warlock heart, he turned to the magician branch.

At those moments his heart died and the soul was desperate.

He had to force himself to believe that under the pressure of countless people, all the people on the bright continent had given up the warlocks, and God had abandoned them.

Countless days and nights, he guarded himself in the Warlock Tower. With his last faith, he supported the Warlock branch without being erased. He carefully guarded the book in the Warlock Tower and was not burned. He kept waiting, etc. One day, the warlock will start again, waiting for one day to have such a person. You can stand on the highest peak of the bright continent and re-expose the mark that symbolizes the warlock in front of the world.

At this moment, he finally waited.

"God does not bear my warlock." Yunxiao voice choked, for many years of hard work, finally saw a glimmer of hope today.

"You are destined to be a warlock. You can rest assured that I will try my best to learn all the time. I only hope that you can bring the warlock out of this muddy algae in the future."

Shen Yan Xiao looked complicated and looked at the clouds of tears. She could feel the emotion in the heart of Yunxiao.

She has secretly entered the Warlock Branch many times. She has seen everything in this place. She knows that if there is no such old man’s persistence, I am afraid that the last Warlord branch of the entire bright continent in Yves Saint Laurent College will also be The long river of history is erased.

And even if she has the heart to become a warlock, it is hard to support.

"I will do my best." I felt the excitement of Yunxiao. Shen Yanxiao thought about the evaluation of the warlocks by people around him, and the blood that had not been ignited for a long time, quietly ignited.

The warlock is not guilty, it is the world that is too ignorant.

"Okay, good..." The cloud wiped the tears on his face and converge on the inner feelings.

"Right, what is your name? If you are not convenient to disclose, you can not say, I just hope that you can trust me, this old man, although I am not a good person, but I swear that as long as I have a day, I will not People can hurt you in front of my eyes." He is old, I don't know how many days and nights can live, but the teenager in front of him is the only hope of the warlock. If she can win in the game after half a year, she can be absurd. The ground creates a world, perhaps, the warlock can still make a comeback.

Shen Yan Xiao Zhen’s vows in Yunxiao, she has never seen such a person, just for a belief, can ignore her vows to protect her such stranger.

He doesn't even know who she is, just because she is a warlock, is he willing to protect like this?

The vows of this world are not as cheap as those of Shen Yanxiao. The people here have their own beliefs. They are extremely optimistic about their vows. If they are unable to deliver, they will even be willing to die.

This is a very extreme world, but it hides the beliefs and honours that were discarded by the previous generation.