This villain's style is crooked

César knelt on the ground, put down his rolled up shirt sleeves, and tried to wipe off the toes of Deer Tea's mud-stained shoes, but was avoided.

The girl's eyebrows revealed displeasure:

"You have blood on your sleeve."

César raised his head, his sea-blue pupils were warmed by the golden light.

Like a pious worshiper, he dared to look at his god with fiery eyes.

"Miss An, can you help me?"

Lucha's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she stretched out her hand.

Unable to figure out what she meant, César hesitated for a moment, and tentatively kissed Lu Cha's soft fingertips.

The dots of golden light floating in the air suddenly converged into a bright river, lingering around César's body.

The pervasive light elements, like fireflies, danced around him, and immediately fell into every wound.

The pain César had expected did not strike.

On the contrary, he seemed to be enveloped by the afternoon sun, and his body was warm.

Looking at the bloody shoulders, which had recovered as before, César rarely showed confusion.

Every time he touches light magic, he will be burned.

Why, will it be okay this time?

Sensing the dark elements hidden in the golden light, César frowned slightly.

Miss An's affinity for light is so high, it is impossible for her to use dark magic.

Could it be that it was left when he controlled the magic wolf just now?

For the first time, Cesar tasted what it was like to have things out of his control.

Seeing his reaction in full view, Lu Cha smiled slyly.

The little villain's current mood should be in a mess.

When she was practicing magic in her room two days ago, on a whim, she used her way of cultivating demon power to control dark elements.

Unexpectedly, it succeeded.

Not only will it not be infected with the breath of dark elements, but it can also switch between the two elements freely without being discovered.

Unfortunately, the original owner's affinity for dark elements is too weak.

She can only do so that the little villain will not be hurt by her magic.

Lucha looked at César who was kneeling in front of her.

The man's injuries have all healed, and his clothes have become clean and tidy.

But the shirt torn by the monster couldn't be recovered, revealing his large and strong chest and the smooth muscle lines of his abdomen.

The most conspicuous thing was the light pink on his chest, which was set off extremely delicately by the fair skin.

Like the spores on the branches in early spring, it is attractive to pick.

Lu Cha's tone was joking: "Mr. Butler has a very good figure."

César finally realized that his clothes were inappropriate, but he didn't show any embarrassment.

Instead, he raised his hand and hooked it vaguely, the bottom button of the shirt, his eyes dim like water:

"Miss An made an evaluation without seeing the whole thing, which is inaccurate."

Lu Cha became interested and said boldly: "Then you took off your pants?"

She doesn't mind helping out!

"There are corpses here, I'm afraid it will affect your mood."

With a smile, César wiped off the dirt from the toe of the deer tea shoe with his sleeve, then stood up and fastened the cloak she was wearing:

"If Miss An wants to see it, she can wait until the Empire..."

Cecil didn't continue talking.

The slightly protracted tone brought his original magnetic voice a bit of lazy charm.

Can't help but make people think about it, he didn't finish what he said.

However, Lucha remained expressionless.

Gee.

That's it?

The ability to move your mouth?

Lu Cha complained in her heart, and looked not far away at the magic butterfly trapped in the golden light cage by her.

The magic butterfly might be spiritual, but when she met Lu Cha's eyes, she began to tremble uncontrollably.

Black scales fell from its huge body in clusters.

Lu Cha stepped back immediately, distanced herself from the butterfly, and was very curious:

"Can you speak human language?"

The magic butterfly waved its wings, and its cry was still sharp and piercing.

Deer tea, who can't understand at all, is a little worried. .

How to communicate this?

learn it called? ? ?

"What Miss An wants Modie to do, I can help you convey it."

César walked to Lu Cha's side, and the tattered shirt had been replaced with a new one.

"I once learned the language of Warcraft."

In fact, it is because Warcraft belongs to darkness.

He is the God of Darkness, so he can naturally communicate without barriers.

Lu Cha looked at César eagerly, and there was still a hint of excitement: "Then call one quickly."

"Remember to speak louder."

"I'm afraid the devil butterfly won't hear you."

"..." César was at a loss for words for a moment, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

"Communication with Warcraft is to communicate with the heart, without the need to speak."

Deer tea suddenly wilted.

The sparrow falls in the chaff—she is disappointed!

-

In a dark forest.

Mia's team stopped here.

Mia, who got off the carriage, drank water with lingering fear.

If she hadn't brought many knights and led all the demon wolves to An Lucha, she might have died in the Dark Canyon tonight.

"Sister Mia, is it not too good for us to leave An Lucha and run away?" The timid noble lady struggled and held the hem of her skirt:

"She is the daughter of the Duke of Rhodes, in case the Duke of Rhodes knows about it..."

"Duke Rhodes can't possibly know everything that happened today!"

Mia stared coldly at the noble lady and the other noble daughters who followed her:

&nnbsp;"Whoever of you dare to speak out about what happened today, don't blame me for turning your back on me!"

The identity of the noble lady is not as high as Mia. Hearing her warning at this moment, they all bowed their heads obediently.

But at this moment, there was an unknown rustling sound in the woods.

In the next second, several huge gray spiders rushed out and quickly crawled towards the team.

"Not good! It's a demon spider! Retreat!" A knight reminded loudly:

"Don't do anything to the spiders! They will split!"

But what he said was one step too late.

The knight at the edge of the team was cut off with a single knife, and the spider's legs were as thick as adult arms.

White-green liquid gushes out.

The spider leg that fell on the ground turned into a demon spider in an instant, made a strange sound, threw itself on the knight's face, and bit it off.

The hard burrs on the eight spider legs also ruthlessly pierced into his body.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The knight wailed in pain, and was suddenly bitten into pieces by another huge spider.

Mia turned pale with fright at this scene.

She ran towards the carriage in a panic, trying to escape.

Just when Mia was about to touch the car door, a wall condensed with bright elements instantly bounced her away.

"Ah!" Mia fell heavily to the ground, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a black-haired girl standing a few meters away.

César stood behind her.

And next to her was that terrifying butterfly.

Obviously, these spiders are controlled by the butterflies.

"Anlu Tea?!"

Why is she not dead? !

Why didn't the butterfly hurt her? !

Mia's thoughts were disturbed, and before she had time to think about it, a magic spider had already rushed towards her.

"Miss, be careful!" The knight rushed over quickly, trying to take Mia away, but the wall of light that suddenly appeared blocked him.

Mia was so anxious that she ignored her image and rolled aside to avoid the spider's legs falling from the spider: "An Lucha, save me!"

"If I die here! Don't even try to run away!"

"My father will never let you go!"

Lu Cha looked at Mia who was running around with great interest: "Do you think Earl Karen will know what happened today?"

Mia froze.

Isn't that what she just said? !

What does Anlu tea mean? !Want to kill them all? !

Lucha ignored Mia, and threw a fruit picked by Modie from the side of the road: "Do it well."

"One of them will live, and you will die."

The butterfly shook its body in fear, caught the fruit with its wings, and dropped a lot of scale powder.

Lucha was about to hold her breath, but César raised his hand to cover her mouth and nose.

With the other hand, he wrapped around Lu Cha's slender waist, letting her lean in his arms.

"I'll take you back to the carriage."

Lu Cha hummed vaguely, and obediently followed him away.

Didn't notice, César tilted his head and glanced at Modie:

[Put away your scale powder. 】

Miss An's pain can only be brought about by him.

After receiving César's order, the Demon Butterfly didn't dare to tremble anymore, and quickly used its wings to gather the fallen scale powder under its body.

Then it fell to the ground, covering all the scales with its body, for fear of leaking a little bit and being smelled by the human girl.