Knight's Guide to Anti-Wolf [Western Fantasy]

Miriam didn't refuse when Ansu made a move, and didn't even draw out his sword. He just raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and grabbed Ansu's silver long sword.

The white long sword and slender fingers froze in midair.

Ansu frowned, and the long sword meandered to the tip of the sword like a ray of purple light in an instant, and the whole body of the sword suddenly passed through the fingertips like a phantom, and slashed towards Miriah's eyebrows.

Mireya naturally raised her head to avoid it, her eyes were slightly surprised: "The flower of dreams?"

The rain of violet flowers fell again, but it was no longer a pure phantom, but countless sharp invisible sword blades.

Miriam couldn't avoid the rain of flowers at all, so he raised his hand, and countless white feathers fell down in an instant.

"Zheng-"

Countless petals and feathers made piercing interlacing sounds in the air, bringing out countless sparks.

Cracked?

The violet flowers on Ansu's hilt became brighter and brighter. For some reason, he really wanted to defeat the man in front of him. There was almost no gap between his hand and the long sword, and it felt like he was holding a scalpel of course.

It's just that the swordsmanship that was forcibly pushed up by the skill point seems to have begun to come alive, and the next move is a blooming flower.

The long swords are chained together, without pause or hesitation, like blooming flowers, clustered together, but each style is extremely concentrated, carrying a powerful magic-breaking power, which can destroy almost all defensive spells.

Mi Lieya frowned, and the stars and moons came out in a row in his hand. He was very familiar with the power Ansu used, so almost every sword of Xingyue pointer could come first, disrupting the opponent's sea-like sword style.

"Isn't it okay?" Ansu understood that Miriam was too familiar with his sword skills. If he used it in the normal way...he suddenly turned his hand to withdraw the sword. Before Miriah could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Ansu's long sword. Piercing his own left hand in a second, the blood flowed strangely into the patterns on the sword.

He closed his eyes.

In an instant, countless dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a huge figure of a demon god appeared behind him. It had the shape of a human, with nine skeletal limbs like spiders on its back, blue flames burning all over its body, and white sharp horns growing on its head, like a red deer. The slightly curved hooves stepped on the ground, and it seemed that even the ground shook.

Miriah glanced at the figure with nostalgia, and shook her head slightly.

"The sword of my thoughts..." Ansu's eyes glowed with violet light.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

At some point, Miriah clasped the long sword with her fingers and pushed it lightly.

The long sword in An Su's hand instantly passed through his palm like a phantom.

The Demon God looked at Miriam with some feeling, and smiled, then disappeared.

Dreams and fantasy, blooming and fading, I think, I think, for...

An Su was stunned for a moment, and then felt as exhausted as if he had run tens of thousands of meters. He almost gritted his teeth and tried not to kneel down.

Mireya hugged him into his arms: "You are too impulsive. With your strength that has not reached the holy rank, you can't support the sword skills behind me. I think I don't have the power to distort the void as a support. I think the sword can take away half of your vitality."

"I don't know." Ansu felt dizzy, as if he had sat on the mountain road for twenty hours and had recited an overnight course of medicine.

"The sword of Violet consists of layers, and insufficient strength is not enough to open the next move." Miriam was very puzzled. Ansu had never been in such a situation. Could it be a genius?

"I think it will, so I'll use it." Ansu almost finished speaking, and closed his eyes in his arms.

"I think it will, so just use it?" Miriam looked at Ansu in his arms with strange eyes, and instinctively used one to drive away evil.

Nothing happens.

After thinking too much, how could I not know if there is a demon possessing him? As long as there is a trace of fighting between souls, he can't hide his perception.

Could it be the sword that is the problem?

Miriah stretched out his hand and added a seal on the long sword, in order to ensure that the demon power sealed in it would not easily seep out.

Tsk, I was so cruel to myself.

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When carrying Ansu back to the bedroom, the little cousin jumped up from the bed in an instant: "What did you do to him?"

"After a fight, he was exhausted and fell asleep." Milie reached out and unbuttoned Ansu, ready to help him take off his clothes.

"Stop me!" My cousin was angry.

"That's right." Mireya smiled, reached out to pick up the little boy, wrapped him in a feather quilt, and threw him outside the door, "Good night, have a good rest."

"..." The young man who was completely suppressed by the opponent's divine power was so angry that he almost vomited blood. I won't sleep tonight. I want to go back to Purgatory to exercise and kill demons!

Ansu's body is flexible and slender, and his white complexion has a youthful delicacy. When his fingertips brushed over his collarbone, his heart almost jumped.

What's wrong with me? Could it be that the scum has killed too many people and acquired a special interest in teenagers?

Miriah shook her head, covered Ansu with the quilt, and went out.

Then I saw Rick Luther's cousin sitting outside the door.

When the little boy saw him coming out, the joy on his brows almost flowed down his face.

Miriah looked at Ansu lying on the bed, and then at the boy who said "Get out of here so I can go in" written on his face, retreated without hesitation, and closed the door.

The cousin threw himself on the door and wanted to knock hard, but in the end he didn't dare to wake Ansu and expose his intentions easily.

At this time, a door with dark green flames flowing appeared in front of him. It was the devil's door leading to purgatory, and the boy walked in without hesitation.

On the other side, Miriam took off his robe, anyway, the bed is big, so let's sleep with Ansu.

In the next second, a cold long sword rested on his neck.

Mireia slapped the sword away, cleaned his body with a holy light bath, and turned on the bed.

"Do you want to sleep together?" Miriah asked the man next to him when he lifted the quilt.

"..." Brother Snowman paused slightly for the tip of his sword, retracted it, and said, "No."

The undead are the spreaders of the plague. A simple touch may cause the body of an ordinary person to rot. He has long been disqualified from touching the living.

"Spring is coming, will you continue to take revenge at Boneyard?"

"Father will," Raynor said.

"When you grow up, don't be so obedient." Mireya lay down on the bed. "Ansu would be very happy knowing that he still has relatives. Back then, he would rather commit suicide for others because he was alone for too long."

"Help me with him." At that time, Miriam also heard that Ansu was dead, so Lei Nuo stayed so long when he saw his brother again.

"Going back?"

"Father's injuries are serious, and he can no longer suppress the various forces in Boneyard." Lei Nuo whispered, "And, I have always suspected one person."

"You said that the Necromancer Sifel?"

"Yes, back then he suggested that his father transform into an undead to go to the source of the plague to find a way to save the people. It was also he who said when his mother questioned him that you could help his father pass through the sea of ​​illusion as quickly as possible." Lei Nuo's voice was very soft, but it was as cold as ice , "Separating you and father is the direct cause of mother's death."

"Why didn't you kill him? After you became an undead, did you do the same thing as before and talk about evidence?"

"I have fought against him a few times. I can defeat him, but I can't kill him. And I just doubt it."

"You want me to help?"

"I will deal with this matter and help me take care of Ansu."

"Will do."

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When Ansu woke up in the morning, she found that she was hugging a man.

Do you still like to hug people when you sleep?

Why didn't my cousin tell me?

But this muscle is really good and full of elasticity. If it is injected, it will be easy to fail to penetrate. If the anatomy must be well-organized, I really want to cut it and try the feel.

but……

"You have reacted." Ansu said in surprise.

"Isn't this a normal phenomenon for men?" Miriah half-supported her body with her hands, looking at the hand still on her chest, "And I let you touch it for so long."

"No, no," Ansu explained, "Morning wood is a physiological phenomenon, but the frequency and time will decrease with age. Logically speaking, this kind of reaction should not appear at your age, and it should be relatively soft when it occurs. -"

He stretched out his hand and pinched it, and it was even more strange: "It's very hard. Logically speaking, it should be erect but not firm. The ratio of your body to your age is too abnormal. I'll help you check if the amount is too high." Little—why are you pressing my hand, don't be nervous, this is a normal inspection, you just treat it as a hand 'wow'. I just want to see if your measurement is the normal three to six milliliters."

"Did I promise to let you check?" Miriah couldn't hold back her smile.

"Could it be that you are really abnormal and don't want me to check?" Ansu felt as if he had thought of something truth.

"What is the third article on page 120, fifth, of the holy scriptures?" Miriah asked.

"Let me think about it, um: flee from fornication. No matter what sin a man commits, it is outside the body; but whoever commits fornication sins against his own body."

"What's the first sentence on page [-] of the Holy Scriptures?"

"God's will is that we guard our bodies and not indulge in lusts and passions, like the Gentiles who don't know God."

"Then you still don't let go!" Miriah said coldly.

"I can't see that you are so feudal." An Su sat up and went to solve his own problems, "Forget it, you can play by yourself."

The two who solved their problems quickly got dressed. Suddenly, he looked at a red mark on Mireya's finger: "What's wrong with you?"

"I touched the corpse yesterday." Mireya said casually, "It will be gone in two days."

Last night, Lei Nuo's sword was flicked away. His Apocalypse Sword was even more evil than the above, and it couldn't heal his body naturally.

"How can you touch a dead body without gloves?" Ansu frowned. It's so easy to get infected, but there are no rubber gloves here, which is really troublesome. Medical treatment without rubber is simply abuse.

"Am I like a lady?" Miriah asked. Aren't the gloves for decoration?

"Speaking of which, I happen to have something to ask you. Look at this." Ansu opened the side door, took out something from the bathroom, and threw it to him.

But last night, this thing seemed to be soaked in water, not very solidified, and naturally disintegrated in the air, falling apart.

Miriah picked up a bar of soap and looked at him.

"This is a very sacred thing, and the holy light guided me to make it." Because he had already figured out a way, Ansu carried the banner.

"so what?"

"It can keep people away from diseases, and it is made from the ashes of light (plant ash) and the source of light (oil)."

"so what?"

"Archangel, I will give you the formula. Whether it is sold by the Holy See or distributed, it can be made quickly. You don't want to step on a dead person in two steps with the plague everywhere?" Ansu found that his output was completely in line with If not, this is the best way I could come up with.

Mireia smiled and said, "Ansu, if the Holy Light guides you and you send out the formula, do you know what the loss is?"

"Money or fame?" An Su waved his hands proudly, "Those are just floating clouds!"

"Okay. I'll help you." Miriam said.

The author has something to say: Note: "Flee from fornication. No matter what sin a man commits, it is outside the body; but whoever commits adultery sins against his own body." From [-] Corinthians.

"It is the will of God that we guard our bodies and not indulge in lustful passions, like the Gentiles who do not know God." 4 Thessalonians 3:5-[-]