It’s a magic weapon that spews hot flames. Every attack will bring a flame to the opposite knight in addition to the physical attack of the blade.
The knight doesn’t seem to know about this magic weapon. At first, he repeatedly lost in a panic. After several dodges, his hair was burnt, and more than half of his clothes were burnt everywhere. It is very critical to look at the situation.
At this time, the knight finally took out his killer weapon, and after several dazzling white lights, he finally missed resisting the other party’s attack. When the white light and the magic weapon flame confronted, it didn’t fall into the wind to offset each other.
It turns out that this knight has cultivated quarrelling.
So the scene became more intense. Magic flames and quarrelling raged in the room. At this moment, the beautiful wife was completely speechless. She could hide from a distance and look anxiously at the two girls in atrix. Because of these two fierce situations, her heart became higher and higher.
Scene development is now a moment of life and death.
Several times she saw the magic flame almost burn through the knight’s chest, or several times she saw the dazzling quarrelling and almost cut off her ancestor’s head. Every time, her heart suddenly stopped.
At the moment, she seems to be completely transformed into the wife who is anxiously watching, and she knows clearly the complicated psychology of not knowing who she wants to win.
For her, this moment seems to have lost its meaning, and every moment seems to be as long as 10 thousand years, and the whole person is out of breath
But it was very short, and her emotion of scratching her heart seemed to be a blink of an eye.
The knight’s sword pierced her ancestor’s chest and quarreled with him. Her ancestor’s chest wound was much bigger than that of the rapier blade. Almost half of his chest was pierced with blood and blood, and a lot of blood gushed out from it. Her ancestor was pale because of sudden massive blood loss, and his eyes could not live with it.
This is much better than the knight.
As in the story, the knight was better after all, although most of his hair was burned off by the magic flame, his eyebrows lost their faces and his handsome face was blackened. He couldn’t see that his body was bleeding everywhere, his clothes were cut and burned through, but his body was still intact.
Then he turned to look at the beautiful wife’s mouth for a change and slowly seemed to want to show a winning smile.
The girl who is completely immersed in the music world seems to be integrated with that beautiful wife at the moment.
She saw that the scene in front of her was more complicated.
She was happy to see her lover win in the final duel, but her heart was torn when she saw her husband lying there covered in blood.
Joy, happiness, pain, and self-blame are complex and contradictory moods, which breed, spread and collide in her chest.
In this way, she froze her mouth when she saw the knight’s smile before it was completely displayed.
At this moment, it seemed to freeze slowly to an incredible speed, so that she could clearly see the knight with a stiff face facing the posture and falling to the ground, and a lot of blood mixed with black coke-like objects was pouring out of his mouth crazily.
It was so slow that she could see how the blood gushed out and fell to the ground. The knight’s body was more like being helped a little bit.
No!
As soon as the girl’s pupil contracted, she pulled up and consciously wanted to shout it out, but at this moment, it really solidified her roots and she couldn’t shout it out.
The complicated emotions before the entanglement melted into an emotion at this moment.
One step short
Although she is more guilty than entanglement, she is one step away from being together after all, but the future may be happy, and her eyes collapse abruptly.
One step short
Xiaoqin has also entered the end here.
The intense emotion has been put to rest, and it is like unwilling to moan, complain and pray.
That seems to be the girl’s heart at the moment.
"…" Almost One Step "or" One Step Away "is another name for this song by many people, which can really better reflect the artistic conception contained in this song. When this song is over, its melody will not go away in people’s minds, just like a dance that has not been enjoyed, it will always be poor …"
This is what the Knights Templar said when explaining this piece of music, and Norman remembers it.
He does feel that way now.
According to common sense, when this song is played here, this abab song is over.
But Norman’s mood has not been answered.
His heart is still tangled, confused and confused …
In the dark, the girl gradually woke up from that fantasy, and her consciousness was half realistic and half blurred.
While she was in the pain of losing happiness at her fingertips, she clearly knew that the song was over, but no matter which side she was on, she desperately wanted the song to continue.
At this moment, the girl is also glad that she made this decision today and hid here, otherwise she wouldn’t have heard such a beautiful song at all.
None of the music she knows is wonderful. If we really want to compare it, there is probably the song "Victory" praised by artists in Douala recently.
There is probably a song brought by the Holy One from heaven that is comparable to the one she heard with her eyes, but what they have in common is that they were not created by people-one was brought by the angel of the Father and the other was brought by the ghost in the castle.
Thinking of this, the timid girl suddenly became bold in prehistoric times and wanted to see what the ghost really looked like.
The soul, even the ghost, that brings such beautiful music must be gentle and affectionate, and it will not pursue its own interests as some people do, and treat relatives as goods as cold as ice. Beautiful things such as human music and dance are stained by these people and stained with secular atmosphere.
As soon as the girl’s eyes open and move slightly, she will stick her head out to see what the ghost really looks like.
But sogeum suddenly rang again.
This time, there is no A section directly rushing into the brand-new B section-compared with the former orthodox B section, this B section is now tone-shifted and lively.
If the pre-orthodox section B is pure and straight, then the section B here is that the sword goes sideways and makes the mood more complicated than the evil spirit, as if with a hint of pleading.
The girl was shot by surprise, but this time she didn’t see the story of her ancestors again.
The protagonist of the story became herself.
Maybe because of what was on her mind just now, she suddenly came to the center of the dance floor.
Yes, this song is really suitable for ballroom dancing, which is the thought that came into her mind just now
She saw that the light around the dance floor was dim and there was a light around her, and she was not alone. In the middle of the dance floor, there was a tall man opposite her holding her hand in one hand and hugging her waist in the other.
She didn’t respond at all, so she was completely different from the slow ballroom dancing she learned with the dance rhythm in front of her eyes. Fortunately, her dancing skills were solid and she tried her best to finally follow, and it turned out that this dance step was really different from those ballroom dancing she learned.
Don’t ballroom dance is a combination, but here she dances with the person in front of her, but it is a confrontation process.
The other party’s sudden advance and retreat, fast and slow, made her unable to grasp the rhythm, and tried her best to catch up with each other and stubbornly kept herself from being left behind, which made her feel an unprecedented wonderful feeling in her heart.
At this time, the song was relieved again, and the dance steps of the other party were finally less intense, which gave the girl a break, and at this time, the idea in her heart became stronger and stronger.
She is very eager to see what kind of person the other person is, but it is strange that the other person is opposite her and their surroundings are very bright, but she just can’t see what the other person looks like.
She can’t even see clearly whether the other person is a man or a woman.
So she turned left, turned right, turned around, and went back and forth in various ways to see clearly what the person in front of her was like, but to her disappointment, she could not see clearly what the other person looked like.
Then the song changed again.
Norman adopted a lot of casual fancy techniques here, which are extremely difficult. Now he is far superior to others, and his physical quality is easily exerted. These improvisations make the whole B section more and more evil, but it is even more attractive, just like poppies.
However, from the musical performance, the whole B-section crashing explosion emotion is so violent that it is swaying from side to side.
The girl seems to be her partner. At last, she can’t stand her prying desire.
The rhythm of the dance steps fell back into the control of the partner opposite her, and the mountain-like force seemed to destroy her body. She never thought that ballroom dancing could feel like this.
She felt like a boat in a storm, trying her best to adapt herself to each other to ensure that she would not be destroyed, which made her feel tired and panting in a short time.
She never thought that ballroom dancing could jump out of this intense and violent feeling, and it was also in this state of doing her best. She felt unusually keen. Every time the other person’s fingers crossed her waist and legs, she felt like touching, and she bit her lips to keep herself from screaming.
She could hardly hold on to the double stimulation, but she was unwilling to admit defeat. She bit her lip and stubbornly continued to cooperate and catch up with each other’s dance steps.
She has a feeling that if she insists on going, she can see each other.
She is so eager to know what the other person looks like now. The mystery gnaws at her heart like a poisonous snake.
This is something she has never felt in her life.
Chapter two hundred and fifteen Ghosts