Chapter 310: 309Xirui

Chapter 310: 309Xirui

Chapter 310 309. Ciri

The roars of the monsters and the screams of the survivors stopped.

This forest that has existed since ancient times has not been disturbed at all.

Death, hunting, counter-killing, and moaning. The same drama has been performed in this forest for countless years, every day, every year, every moment.

Lan En shook off the flesh and blood fragments on Arondette. He just used the air blade technique to cause the monster to bleed heavily, but this technique also prevented Lan En himself from getting much dirt.

It can be said that he took advantage of his wishes.

On the ground, Yogorn's body was gradually curling up in nervous twitches, and then stiffened. The fangs and mouthparts dripping with venom opened and closed, but the speed became slower and slower.

The vitality of the arthropod makes it want to move its body and take a bite before death. But the body it can move now is only the one-third near the head.

Just now, Lan En's vertical lift was not able to complete a perfect vertical cut due to Yugorn's own twisting.

Judging from the fracture of the giant centipede's body, it is actually a straight oblique knife.

The fracture went diagonally upward across several sections of its body, and finally cut off several auxiliary limbs and chopped them out from the body.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

The incision was not as sharp as expected, which made Lan En feel a little uncomfortable.

So he didn't even rush to strip Yugorn's body of materials and trophies. Instead, he turned around and walked up to the frightened little man.

He squatted down halfway so that the two people, who had a huge height difference, could look at each other at eye level.

Wow, its not a little earth spirit, a pix, or a halfling, but a human child?

Lan En looked at the little girl who should never have been here.

Having beautiful and lustrous mouse-grey hair and a pair of beautiful big green eyes, she looks about eight or nine years old.

He could smell that the smell of this girl was like warm feathers, a warm smell like a clean pillow.

This is extraordinary, little friend. How could you possibly penetrate into the depths of Broccolion at your age?

Hey! Come to your senses!

The little girl was undoubtedly frightened.

Lan En glanced at the other side of the high platform. The two demon hunters and the tree spirit had already found another route and were slowly climbing down.

Im not afraid, and I dont need to wake up.

Lan En turned around and came back, just in time to hear the girl refuting him in an extremely low tone.

How dare you do this to me!!

She wanted to raise her head proudly, but was limited by the collar being held up at the back of her neck, unable to do so. So the short hands and short legs could only paddle in mid-air as if swimming.

After Geralt confirmed that the two of them were safe, the inexplicable anxiety in his heart disappeared instantly.

He doesnt care about the little girl who is like a crazy cat.

Because the girl was being slipped away by Lan Enti, he happened to be able to look directly into the girl's eyes without having to squat down.

This is good news. Climbing down the ten-meter steep **** just now has already made him feel a little tired on his knees.

Whats your name, kid? Im asking you a question.

Geralt noticed that when the girl saw Blaine behind her, she showed a hint of fear and curiosity.

Simply putIve given up.

So in this question, the girl answered feebly: "Siri."

"Ha." Lan En chuckled, "This child has a good eye with you, Geralt. She didn't respond to any questions I asked her just now."

"Yes, she is noble and stubborn. We should have thought of it earlier, this is a noble princess."

Vesemir said in the tone of an old man looking at a naughty child.

"You said that after I entered the forest, there were a few unusual Verdon soldiers. They were probably looking for her. Is it the princess of Verden?"

Vesemir is very experienced. He pieced together the information temporarily and came to the same conclusion as Lan's analysis and observation.

I am not some Verdon princess! Put me down, you rude fellow! You all said it yourself, I am a princess! You should respect me!

The little girl was still fluttering in mid-air, like a kitten eager to bite someone.

The first half of the sentence was meant to offend Vesemir, while the second half was directed at Lan.

Young people dont care about princesses, princes, etc. He doesnt care at all.

Hey, this is Broccolion, there is no princess here, and the children who break in are all called stupid brats.

I am the princess!

Faced with the fierce opposition from the kitten, Geralt complained expressionlessly.

The princess wont run around alone in the forest, nor will she sniffle and say you have rhinitis?

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