Pirate Fantasy Moonlight

Chapter 90
"If you don't have it, then you go to die."

The Lone Wolf yelled frantically, and punched Allen on the head with his right arm tightly clenched in the glove.

In an instant, Allen felt his eyes go dark, his whole head seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and he was in a state of blindness.

"Die to me! Hahaha, die to me."

Then there was another punch, which hit Allen in the face, and the punch made Allen's nosebleed.

Immediately afterwards, Allen was given out by the lone wolf, and hit a big rock in the distance, deeply smashing the huge rock.

"Master, I really broke all the bones this time." Alan fell into the gravel and kept spitting blood from his mouth, looking very embarrassed.

The power of moonlight in the whole body is running quickly, and the injuries in the body are also recovering quickly, but this time Alan's injuries are too serious, and Alan's own collapsed fruit does not make Alan like Luffy. With a rubbery body, it is directly immune to pain and many attacks.

"You are the first person to push me to this point." Lone Wolf came to Alan's side, looking down at Alan.

"But I don't think this is a very honorable thing." Alan lay on the gravel, changed a comfortable position, and said looking at the lone wolf.

"Hehe." Lone Wolf smiled and said, "I think you will be honored by this soon."

The lone wolf twisted his neck, and said to the mischievous man in the distance, "Goofy, get over here."

So the dog who had been hiding aside, trembling, immediately ran over and said, "The boss is a cowhide..."

"Okay." Lone Wolf snorted and continued, "Help me treat the wound."

"Oh." Gouzi responded, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Do you know? Soon, you will have to pay a very painful price for your own stubbornness." Lone Wolf sat on a big rock while asking the dog to help him treat the wound, looking at Ai who fell on the ground. Len said.

"I really want to know how painful this price is." Allen smiled embarrassedly.

"You will pay with your life!" The lone wolf sat on the edge, judging Alan's life like the death sentence.

"Are you sure? I don't think so."

"I admit that you have some skills besides your mouth, but what kind of waves can you make if you are in such a mess now?" Lone Wolf smiled, and the only remaining right eye exuded a look like a lone wolf.

Looking at him, Alan seemed to have returned to the king's eyes when he first faced the bull-horned silver wolf, which was daunting.

"You know, the way you look now brings back some memories for me."

"What memories?" Lone Wolf asked unhurriedly.

At this moment, he is like a lone wolf who has been biting the prey tightly in his mouth, enjoying the last cry of the prey.

In his eyes, Allen has already had nothing to do with the dead.

"You remind me of a wolf, but I chopped this wolf alive in the end."

"I appreciate your courage, even though you dare to continue to provoke me in this situation, but this is not an award for you, it will only speed up your death."

"Why are you so sure I'm dead?"

"In the face of absolute strength, all your little tricks are just moths flying into the flames, bringing your own destruction." Lone Wolf said domineeringly to Allen.

"Tch, the proverb is quite true." Alan curled his lips and said, "Have you ever heard that a grain of mouse droppings ruined a pot of soup?"

"Your analogy is very appropriate." Lone Wolf pushed away the dog who was helping him with the wound, stood up and said, "But it's useless, I'm going to announce your death now."

"I want to tell you one more thing." Allen said with a smile, looking at the lone wolf.

"what's up?"

"Do you know how bad guys die in TV dramas?" Alan paused and continued, "That's because bad guys love to talk. As the saying goes, most bad guys die because of talking too much, and you are the same. "

Before he finished speaking, Allen suddenly disappeared on the gravel in a flash, and appeared not far away, looking at the lone wolf with a cheap smile.

The Lone Wolf was very surprised, turned around, looked at Alan in disbelief, could still stand up, and stood there laughing at him like a normal person.

"It's impossible. With such a serious injury, how could you still stand up?" Lone Wolf looked at Alan and said in disbelief.

"Tch, are you treating me as a chatterbox? Is it okay to talk so much with you? Don't you need money for saliva?" Alan picked his nostrils and said contemptuously.

In fact, the reason why Allen was arguing with the lone wolf was because he wanted to delay the time so that the power of moonlight in his body could run quickly, so as to quickly recover from the injuries in his body.

"How did you manage to recover from the injury in such a short period of time."

"You guess."

"Forget it." Lone Wolf shook his head and said, "I don't need to know these things, just kill you again."

"Are you sure you have this ability?" Allen said calmly, his complexion changed.

Lone Wolf ignored him, but said to himself, "This time, I won't give you a chance to breathe."

So with a kick of his legs, the whole person hit Allen like a cannonball.

"I want you to know the price."

Allen pulled out Bixue without any haste, and a cloud of gray aura suddenly appeared, hovering over Allen's arm.

"You know, it's scary to let it do it." Allen's voice suddenly became lower, and a hint of darkness appeared in his originally shining eyes.

"Hangkai, the crescent sky is rushing."

Allen yelled, and the gray breath hovering over his arm drank on Bixue alone.

A gray sword energy was released, and a horrible breath from hell quickly spread in the bushes.

This time the lone wolf still didn't dodge, but chose to confront that sword energy head-on. In his opinion, Alan was at the end of his strength at this time. Even if he recovered in a short time, his strength must not be much left. At this time All he needed was a chart.

But he regretted it the next moment. Just when his trap was about to touch the gray sword energy, a force from hell attacked the lone wolf infinitely, and a call from hell appeared in his in the mind.

Then with a "bang", dust rose up, and his steel snare collided with the gray sword energy.

But his glove easily destroyed the sword energy, but it wasn't the sword energy that was terrifying.

Even if the sword energy disappeared, the gray breath still existed, sweeping the lone wolf, making the lone wolf feel a roar from hell...

(End of this chapter)