Demon Lord

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Chapter 122 Blood-stained robe (final)

Only three minutes later, there was a rush of horseshoes in the distance.

The fire was too obvious in the dim forest, and the explosion that sounded earlier reminded Soderol and the others of their direction of travel. When they rushed into the battle area of ​​Rody and Francis, everyone felt it immediately. It's a little stressful.

The mess caused by the fireball technique naturally has a strong visual impact in the eyes of ordinary people: there are more than ten tree trunks that are tilted here and there, and the original fallen leaves on the ground were blown away by the shock wave when the fireball exploded. The branches are still crackling and burning, and the surroundings are very quiet...

A white circular trace can be seen from a distance. The effect caused by Frost Nova is very conspicuous in the forest. The white mist rising due to low temperature is like the cloud effect caused by dry ice on the stage. Soderol et al. When the person arrived, he vaguely saw a figure in the white mist.

Sally always rushed forward, her eyes were wide open, and her heart was already in her throat when she saw the faint figure in the bushes. At this time, she was about to charge forward, but Soderol Shout out immediately.

Although he knew that she was the daughter of his immediate superior, the Duke of Angmar, at this time, Soderol's priority was Rody's order—he made a few tactical gestures, and four people jumped off their horses behind him to start the battle. Scattering forward, the short bow in his hand has already aimed at the figure in the distance.

But just after they walked a few steps, there was a voice in the distance that made Sally puzzled: Ultraman!

The scout walking in front immediately opened his mouth and replied, Little monster!

Then they put down their short bows and ran forward - obviously, this was the joint signal that Rody and they had agreed on long ago.

It's okay, Roddy is there.

Soderol was finally relieved, and after hearing these words, Sally jumped off her horse and ran over, but when she came not far from Rody, she saw that he was lying on the ground, unable to move. When Francis was in front of him, his footsteps stopped unexpectedly.

S-Sally...

Francis' severed arm was still bleeding slowly, but it could be seen that two cloth strips were wrapped around it to stop the bleeding. His right leg was drooping, and his handsome face was as pale as paper. Seeing Sally appearing in front of him, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any unnecessary sounds for a long time.

Apparently, the earl never thought that he would reunite with Sally in such a situation. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and the originally strong desire to survive in his heart seemed to sink little by little with Sally's arrival...

Oh, Sally, I'm pretty much done with him--you come and talk to him.

Roddy seemed to be introducing an old friend of his to Sally, Look, he seems to have something to say to you, that, Soderol, let's take a few steps back—

As he stepped back, he wanted to leave space for the siblings, but just as he took a step, the original words stopped abruptly... because Sally had already walked in front of him, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked a spot on the side of his neck small wounds...

It was scratched by the sawdust splashed by the explosion of the original fireball, and the wound was so small that he didn't even notice it.

You are hurt.

Sally is a head shorter than Roddy, so she raised her face slightly when talking to Roddy.

Eh—it's nothing, just a small injury, heh... Rody laughed dryly, but he wondered why Sally didn't directly ask Francis to settle the score, but cared about herself first. guy, That...he—

Before he finished speaking, Rody froze there.

Sally opened her arms and threw herself directly into his arms,

The strength of that seemingly emaciated arm came from nowhere, but Luo Di opened his mouth, with a stupid expression like a fish lacking oxygen...

The scouts around had different expressions at this time, but they all moved their gazes to the distance in unison. Soderol turned his head with a cramped expression, and muttered something like too kind.

And as for Francis, no one seems to care if he's still lying here...

Smelling the familiar smell from Rody, Sally felt that the heart that had been hanging for a long time was finally let go. After the tension and anxiety passed, her heart seemed to be filled with some kind of emotion. The beautiful oval face turned sideways, Roddy stuck it on his chest for a long time, as if he didn't want to leave.

But Luo Di's thoughts at this time were not very romantic. The only thing he wanted to say was: Sally's strength is so damn strong!

Although his EQ is low and he doesn't like women very much, luckily Rody knows that he shouldn't push her away at such a time. He thought about it for a long time, and then realized that it was ridiculous to lift his arms like a clothes hanger, so he quickly put his hands down, patted Sally on the back awkwardly, and said in a low voice with embarrassment: Here, No, it's okay...well... don't be afraid.

Stuttering words that he didn't quite understand. In my impression, the heroine of TV dramas seems to say this when hugging the heroine to comfort him. In fact, Rody doesn't know what Sally's mental state is right now. What else does he want to say? , and heard Sally, who buried her head in her arms, suddenly burst out laughing.

fool…

Her whisper was clear, but Rody didn't know how to refute, and just stood there stupidly. Fortunately, Sally didn't continue to lie in her arms, and let go of her hands. She looked at Rody with a little shy eyes for a second, and then turned to the side.

Thinking about it now, I don't even know how many times I was saved by you. Sally looked at the traces of Frost Nova in the distance and said, but then she stretched out her hand and said coquettishly: Take Lend it to me for a while.

ah?

Luo Di didn't know why, seeing the direction in which Sally stretched out her hand, it seemed to be the scimitar in her waist, he was taken aback, pointed to the handle and said, This?

Yes, use it for me.

Sally raised her head, and she seemed to suppress all those emotions at this moment. When she looked at Rody, the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, Why...don't you believe me?

Rody always felt that her words were a bit strange, but he still handed her the scimitar—the blade was thick and heavy, and when Sally held it, it obviously fell down, but she still thought about it, and then turned around. .

The smile on her face was still there, but when she looked at Francis, the smile on her mouth suddenly turned cold.

Francis seemed to realize what she meant by holding the knife at this time, opened his mouth, endured the severe pain all over his body, and said, Sally, listen to me! I—

puff!

When the sound of the scimitar cutting into the flesh sounded in the forest, the eyebrows of Rody and the others twitched collectively.

Blood sprayed out, almost two or three meters away.

Sally didn't know how to use a scimitar, but after holding the handle of the knife with both hands, she slammed the blade on Francis' head with force like this.

There was no one around to stop her... In other words, at such a moment, what Sally was going to do, even Rody was not qualified to stop her.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

After dozens of knives, Francis' body was already like a pile of minced meat.

This kind of workload is really a bit big for Sally. When she stopped panting, the handle of the knife in her hand was already soaked in sticky blood, and her face and body were splashed with blood. The original pure white teaching robe has been dyed red half the body at this time...

call--

Hacking a person to death does not mean that Sally can face such a corpse without changing her expression. Panting heavily, she handed the scimitar to Roddy, then staggered two steps, lay down beside her and vomited. Rody hurried over to support him, but felt that cold little hand tightly grasping his arm.

At this moment, Sally's unrecognizable voice could be heard: You said... When I think about solving him, I will come to you—now, now I think about it, I will And it did.

I did too...

With her delicate body leaning against him, Sally had difficulty standing up due to exhaustion, but the words she spoke made Rody feel unsure of what it was like...

He didn't understand... The reason why Sally was able to grit her teeth and chop Francis into meat paste with her own hands, in the final analysis, was because she didn't want to make Rody difficult - Rody only saw Sally's seemingly fierce and decisive side, but I don't know that she didn't have much murderous intentions... The reason for doing it is actually some repayment.

Sally didn't want Rody to bear the guilt of murdering nobles, so she chose to do it herself.

Naturally, she didn't know that Luo Di, a transmigrator, had no extra feelings for nobles at all, so what the two of them were thinking at this time really had a feeling of getting wrong with each other.

Come on, Roddy.

The feeling of nausea was suppressed, and Sally dragged Roddy away like a wayward child, while Soderol and the rest of the scouts consciously began to clean up the battlefield.

They looked at the Lord Earl who had been chopped into meat paste, and felt shocked in their hearts, but they couldn't help but think of a sentence: There has never been a pure nobleman...

Rody, who was walking away, was naturally not in the mood to think about these things. Sally said she was pulling him, but her body was still very weak. After a few steps, it turned into him helping Sally. After walking tens of meters, Rody wanted her to When getting on the ready horse, Sally suddenly stopped in her tracks, looked at her toes, hesitated to speak, Are you... frightened by me?

Rody thought it was a little bit, but he still touched the tip of his nose, and replied: It's okay, actually you and I think—how should I put it, it should be more consistent. Cough, let this kind of guy talk more. Half a sentence of nonsense is superfluous--that...ahem, that's not the case--

Halfway through speaking, he found that Sally's eyes were looking at him brightly.

fool.

Forehead?

Luo Di didn't know why he got such an evaluation. He scratched the back of his head and wanted to ask something back, but when he saw her weak state, he seemed a little discouraged, and finally reached out to help her remove the blood-stained teaching robe. After tugging, I was about to say something like Hurry up and go back, but Sally suddenly stretched out her palm——

Lowering his head in doubt, Rody realized that what Sally was holding in her hand was the voodoo dice he had given her.

'You're serious, I'm serious', that's how you swore back then. Sally's eyelashes trembled slightly, trying to suppress the embarrassment in her heart, and softly said something she had been wanting to say for a long time: So now...will you be my...knight?

For the aristocratic women of this era, the meaning of knight is self-evident, and speaking like this almost means that she is unilaterally confessing.

I'm afraid that no matter which man he is, standing in front of her at this moment, he will feel a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, and then he will kneel down on one knee and say loudly, I am definitely willing and so on...

But he shouldn't, he shouldn't, the guy standing in front of her... has no brains.

Hey... knight...

Rody's laughter made Sally, whose heart was beating non-stop, look up suspiciously. She couldn't think of what was so funny about it, her oval face was already blushing, but Rody's answer immediately made her expression wonderful. stand up--

I don't plan to be a knight. I always thought that Soderol is quite suitable for a knight... I think I will be a ranger or something in the future, eh—— Sally? Sally, don't go! The horse is here Over here! Sally—”

(End) @死型纽萨里奇