Heroes Advent: The Promise Sword Master

Chapter 8 Can You Help Me? ? ? (this title will repeat 0.0)

"Beauty, does your hero have a memory?"

Hao Haoxuan asked, but it was not Li Xingru who spoke, but Daomei.

"The family emblem of the Zan family (the weapon of Daomei) once guided me to the Palace of Eternal Existence, where my soul was baptized by the leader of the sect, the Apocalypse, and it was at that time that I obeyed the call and came here continent.

For this call, I have never resisted. The flames of war in my hometown make me hate war.Even if this is not the land of birth, I will protect you with my sword. "

She spoke loudly, full of the taste of a leader.

"I'm tired of the shattered first earth. But Swain is alive, and I will not stop my revenge!"

Hao Haoxuan silently painted the crow as a hostile force
"He must have also heard the mysterious call from this world. He sacrificed his soul to the devil! That Noxian." Daomei said a little excitedly.

Yi was dumbfounded: "Ionia. Destroyed?!" His voice trembled slightly.

"Ionia has been torn apart after years of war. But as long as we unite, Ionia will not perish!"

The Juggernaut raised his hand, as if trying to grab something.But let it go decadently.

"I remembered that Wuji Mountain was destroyed, and Wuji Village no longer existed. I wandered in that land, using ancient spells to appease the undead imprisoned in that land. Ionia, how do we get back there!? "

"The Apocalypse once said that this summoning hides the greatest wish of the god of the gods. As long as the wish of the god is fulfilled, we can return to our own land."

After a long silence, Hao Haoxuan didn't know whether to interrupt or not.

These are two people who have lost their hometown, and everyone waits silently for them to escape from their loss.

"Little friend, help me go back, my memory is a little fuzzy, but I know that the land needs me more."

Li Xingru stood up from her seat, and she said, "Don't worry, I will help you."

Chang Lin and Mondo watched the whole process. When the two heroes talked, Mondo kept repeating his name.

He is afraid of forgetting.

"Irelia, there are many books in my host's house, whether it is ancient strategies or practiced combat skills. When we return to our hometown, we will definitely bring a new atmosphere there."

"The Noxians are learning too"

Mondo looked at the distant scenery through the window, and the two Ionian heroes began to look through Hao Haoxuan's father's book collection, and Hao Haoxuan was finally able to speak.

"Beauty, you haven't talked about the situation of the sick uncle. Also, what else can we get besides the essence? Also, how is the fusion done? Neither you nor the uncle have heroes around. Existence, but you are using the hero's ability, is this fusion? How did you do it? Can you help me?"

"Irelia said that they were transformed from the essence, and they came here as the first batch of heroes. When the God Lord calms down, more heroes will come to this world. The essence is the raw material for summoning them The uncle is fine, but he has lost the qualification to continue to obtain the essence. As for fusion, it is to exercise the fit between oneself and the hero, so as to achieve the point of becoming one. That uncle is likely to be the hero during fusion The one who left him for some reason, made his will disorder, and wandered between the teleportation arrays, that is not his body, after killing him, the uncle will wake up in this world."

Hao Haoxuan grabbed Li Xingru's hand, and he said excitedly: "How did you and Irelia merge? Can you help me?"

Hao Haoxuan saw that the sword master was chatting with Daomei like a dog's leg, so he could only ask Li Xingru.

"Well, we're good sisters, we'll fuse together with just [nailing], she's in charge of the attack, I'll just watch."

"Really? But how to integrate, can you help me?"

Li Xingru: "."

Hao Haoxuan hurriedly ran to the Sword Master again: "How do you fuse?"

Irelia: "You can fuse with the unity of mind. The Juggernaut chose you, which means that there is a high degree of compatibility between you. It feels like it just needs to be mastered a little bit.”

"Really? Then can you help me?"

Irelia: "."

Hao Haoxuan turned his head to Yi: "Yi, will you practice in a while? Just help me, I'm a little curious."

Yi: "Sister, look at this "⑥ Tao". It's a good book. Although it's ancient Chinese, it's hard to understand, but don't worry, I'll teach you."

Irelia nodded seriously
Chang Lin looked at Li Xingru and said, "That...can you help me? Mondo and I have never found a good fit."

Li Xingru looked at Mondo and said: "After the fusion, the thoughts are common, and Mondo's thoughts will gradually erode your will, and you will merge with his thoughts, but it's not good to see your hero, right? .”

Mondo looked at how they were talking, and he really wanted to help them become stronger. In his eyes, except for Chang Lin, other heroes and people were sick.Thinking of this, Mondo became anxious for a while, and quickly said "Mondo" silently in his heart.

I almost forgot my name
On a rare weekend, three people and three heroes had a great chat. After Chang Lin learned of the risks of integration, he buried himself in Hao Haoxuan's study notes without saying a word. I have to say that Hao Haoxuan's notes were very clear, even Not a single typo.

Li Xingru found Hao Haoxuan's PS game console, found a random game and played it all day.

Hao Haoxuan persistently questioned Irelia and the Juggernaut all day—then can you help me?

no one cares about him
Until night fell, the temperature outside the Airplane City was not too tormenting.

Several people were very happy in their hearts, and no one suggested killing monsters, except Hao Haoxuan.Before leaving, Li Xingru wrote down the names of several books, and downloaded them for Daomei when he returned home.

Hao Haoxuan handed over a set of mathematics learning methods to Chang Lin, and he said: "It's okay to kill monsters, but you can't waste your studies. After mastering the mathematics learning methods, it will be much better to study other subjects. Let's use it. You must study hard, otherwise the organization will definitely abandon you!"

Chang Lin: "What organization??.?"

The sea of ​​clouds cleared away, and the sky was full of stars.

In the airport city, people's day-to-day labor in the city turns into shadows all over the sky, which are neon lights floating at night.The light floats among the towering buildings. In the park under the buildings, there is a bench. Hai Yan sits on the bench and spits smoke rings into the air.There is no rain in the sky in summer, let alone snow, there must be something to not feel lonely, Hai Yan thinks so.

No one understands his paintings, but he has nothing but paintings.

poverty!Let him decadent.

The phone rang, and Hai Yan answered it.
Hai Yan hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, seeing that neat and tidy young man, he felt a sense of inferiority in his heart, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

The man didn't say much, but sat on the bench, waiting for Hai Yan to say something, his eyes full of anticipation.

a long time.

"My life is full of failures. For painting, I have given up everything in my family, but now there is no need for paintings in this world. What's more, my paintings have not been understood. It has been a long time since no one asked me for a portrait. You are this year first place."

"Have you brought your painting? I want to see it!"

Hai Yan: "Most of the paintings were burned, hehe, none of those paintings fit my art, only a few portraits and abstract landscapes."

"I came here just for the name!"

Hai Yan brought this stranger to his home, a room of more than 30 square meters, an easel, a few works, and piles of paints all over the room.

On the wooden chair, the stranger sat down.He had seen his paintings, and what was missing, he decided to help him!
"My name is Zhang Fuchen, now, please help me draw a portrait! Don't be too realistic, just choose what you are good at!"

It was getting late, but Haiyan had no cigarette money, so he ordered a few drops of cheap eye drops, and began to develop his ideas on the canvas.

The painting took three hours. His painting method is very abstract, but Zhang Fuchen likes it very much!
Zhang Fuchen took out a wad of money, didn't see how much it was, but it was a large sum.

"I am very satisfied with your painting. The painting method is sharp and lacks a lot of craftsmanship, but the time is too short. I believe you have not put your ideas on paper. How about this? I will come here tomorrow, and you continue to paint until you How about I'm satisfied?"

This is a well-mannered young man. Hai Yan glanced at the quartz clock behind him and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, but the time is really late, why don't you come back tomorrow night?"

"Okay, then get in touch!" Zhang Fuchen turned around freely.

"The money"

"I can't let your hard work be in vain, I bought this painting. It will be calculated later."

The buildings are dark and the night is dark.

Zhang floated aimlessly on the street, and when there was no one around, he said, "Look, Airplane City. This city fears me, and I have seen its true face. The street is just another kind of drain." , and the gutters are blood, and when it finally breaks down, all the bad guys will drown. Their crimes accumulated with blood and murder.. will drown them, all the drinkers involved, they will Shout 'Help!' and I'll softly say 'No'."

Jhin appeared behind him, and after careful consideration of Zhang Fushen's words, he raised his head slightly and said, "At least, this city is big."

Irelia reads the book. Cut! .
Hao Haoxuan: Dear viewers and masters, can you help me? .
(End of this chapter)