Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Chapter 143

"Jincheng, is it really the Veiled Lady? Did she respond to your call?"

Shyvana, soaring in the sky, really no longer felt the blood connection with Iva, nor the other party's relentless pursuit.

Therefore, after witnessing the Veiled Lady's power with her own eyes, Shyvana immediately had a slight liking for this legendary god after seeing the Veiled Lady bind and torture the nightmare in her heart.

"Yes! That is definitely the Veiled Lady. If it is the Winged Guardian who took action, she, who represents the law and absolute justice, should have taken you with her... Of course, the Winged Guardian basically does not interfere in human affairs!"

Jincheng nodded and began to give Shyvana some basic information about the two gods of Demacia.

The angel representing the severity of judgment and divinity, and the angel representing forgiveness, redemption and humanity!

The story is very good, but Shyvana is still unsatisfied.

After listening to Jincheng's words, Shyvana didn't feel bored at all. She opened and closed her dragon wings and flew among the clouds.

She began to play with the clouds subconsciously.

Jincheng also gradually discovered that this female dragon seemed to still have a childlike innocence.

"Lady Veil? Jincheng, do you know what her name is?"

Obviously, compared to the Winged Guardian, Shyvana stood on the side of Lady Veil. She liked this noble lady much better than the cold judge.

"I know, but I can't say it!" Jincheng affirmed and rejected Shyvana.

"You know all this, so amazing!" Shyvana didn't care that Jincheng didn't tell her. After all, although flying is very interesting, flying for such a long time is very boring.

Therefore, she began to chat enthusiastically, and gradually admired the man's knowledge along the way. It seemed that there was no question that he couldn't answer, which was really amazing.

"By the way, Jincheng, do you also like the Veiled Lady more?" Shyvana looked at the sun that was gradually running from the top of her head to the front of her and began to set in the west, hoping that her doubts could be answered.

Jincheng answered without hesitation:

"I like both! Winged Guardian and Veiled Lady!"

Jincheng was already stepping on Jarvan IV's back with one foot.

He was doing it for the other's good.

Jincheng's hands were sore from holding Jarvan IV all the time.

After confirming that the person was not dead, Jincheng said that stepping on the other person with one foot to fix Jarvan IV and prevent him from falling was a convenient and quick method.

"Why? Why do you like them both!" Shyvana expressed doubts. She felt that she and Jincheng had very similar values, so she was surprised by this answer.

Jincheng coughed twice. The noise coming towards him made him explain with a guilty conscience: "Don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by like? I mean respect!

The veiled lady is unconditionally tolerant of those who are willing to repent. That's good, because she has the power of a god. If she chooses to use it to do whatever she wants, it would be terrible!

As for the winged guardian, she is the embodiment of justice and righteousness. She is an extreme law enforcer. I don't think she should be blamed for being cold and ruthless. The law at that time had great flaws. We should probably look for legal flaws!

But they are all admirable! Because their original intentions were very good, and they still insisted on their own way."

Jincheng's words were flawless. In fact, he really liked the personalities of the two gods.

He liked the veiled lady's willingness to unconditionally tolerate the confessor, because a gentleman deceives others with a square...

Does that mean that no matter what he did to the gods, as long as he repented, he would be forgiven? Jincheng said that if that was really the case, it would be great!

As for the Winged Guardian, Jincheng felt that he and she were a good match. The feeling of standing on the moral high ground, strong and perfect, was pleasing!

Jincheng himself liked to stand on the moral high ground.

No comment, their original intentions were all good.

...

Until the question asked by Shyvana made Jincheng stuck.

"By the way, Jincheng, but, didn't you say you were from Freljord? Are you the messenger of your legendary god Anivia?"

After receiving Jincheng's information, Shyvana had a little doubt in her heart and asked Jincheng.

Although a person can believe in many gods.

But as a messenger of a god, a guy who believes in another god, even Shyvana's little head vaguely knows: This... This is not right, right?

"? As for this question, I think... Hey, hey, hey, Shyvana, look over there, isn't that the capital of Demacia! We're here!"

Jin Cheng looked enlightened and prepared to answer Shyvana, then he pointed forward, pointing in a directionShouting loudly.

"Are we there yet?! What should we do? Go straight down?" Shyvana was suddenly at a loss, because from Jincheng's mouth, Shyvana had already learned how much the people of this country hated magic, especially magical creatures like her!

So she wanted to escape.

"Wait a minute, wait for me! We went through so much hardship to rescue the prince of Demacia from the siege of the Noxians!

Magic? Are you kidding? What's wrong with knowing a little magic? We are the lifesavers of the prince!"

Jincheng said as a matter of course, while taking out a small knife from his hand. After hesitating for less than a second, Jincheng, who had become increasingly cruel, began to stab, stab, and chop himself with this dagger.

The knife avoided the vital points, but the knife drew blood again, and the man's face began to show an inexplicable smile.

The messy hair no longer needed Jincheng to fiddle with.

"? Jincheng, what are you doing? Why is there a bloody smell? Are you okay?" Shyvana's dragon head showed a panic expression. She asked the man loudly about the situation. The smell of blood on her nose made her uneasy.

"It's okay. It's just a small matter here! By the way, Shyvana, I will show you the location of the palace. You can bump into it by yourself and pretend to be seriously injured and weak when you land!

Next, don't say a word, just let me say it!" Jincheng ordered calmly.

We don't hesitate to speculate on others with the worst mind.

Jincheng didn't want other nobles to intervene, nor did he want to let others explain. He was ready to appear in front of the King of Demacia in a complete posture and shock.

As for the wounds on his body where the knife was stabbed, blood was gushing out.

These were minor injuries to Jincheng, a piece of cake.

The man then tied the bandages on himself, one circle after another, and Jincheng aged the bandages...

Jarvan IV under his feet was also seriously injured and bandaged.

But, my goodness, at first glance, after everything was ready, it looked like Jin Cheng was injured much more seriously than Jarvan IV.

As for how to say it?

Jarvan IV was unconscious all the way, what did he know!

"Hey, Your Highness, we're going home, come, drink some more milk~" Jin Cheng first reminded Jarvan IV in his ear, and finally stuffed the pacifier into his mouth.

There was no way, after all, milk didn't provide much energy.