v4 Chapter 45： , Sisterhood

045、Sister love

Annihilation chattered endlessly, and it didn't seem to care at all about the surrounding battles.

Yes, I don't care. For this sword, no matter how crazy the battle was, it seemed that he had no interest in the "small fights" around him.

(By the way, I just said so much, where is our main combat power, the first "demon familiar" of our demons?)

The eyes in the chains were exposed, glancing at the idiot's chest. At this moment, the pockets on the idiot's chest were dry and shriveled, and there was no shadow of the squirrel.

The idiot lowered his head and glanced at his chest slightly... the next moment, he immediately raised his head and looked around. It won’t take a moment to see every inch of land swept by those parasites...

熋

The blazing fire exploded from a distance of about one kilometer from this orc camp. With this explosion, the parasites there were bombed into the sky, and the "lovers" who were going to eat to their heart's content here also noticed something and started to escape quickly.

The flame...burning.

But what is different is that those flames are not bright red. On the contrary, those flames are black...

Darker than the moonless night

"!!!"

The idiot clenched the sword, slightly instructed Tolan and Mili to take care of the bread, immediately picked up a gift stone and put it in his pocket, facing the black fire that broke out, without hesitation, jumped into the water-like parasite Among the worms...

Time, backwards.

It doesn’t take too long. Thirty minutes is enough.

At this time, the camp has not started yet, and the moon in the sky is still bright and beautiful.

About eight or nine hundred meters from the camp, a horse-drawn carriage moved slowly.

The horse is a three-tailed hunting horse. The silver-white armor on his body matches this moon night very well.

There is a string of gift stones hung on both sides of the horse, and the carriage is also decorated with gift stones.

The man in the cloak with the saber slung on his waist sat in the position of a driver full of wild style. He waved the whip in his hand, patted the horses lightly, and drove forward.

There are also several carriages behind this carriage, some of which transport goods and some transport the stone of gifts. There is a long queue, but there are not many escorts.

Why are guards so scarce?

Perhaps it is because the people in that throne do not need guards at all.

Or maybe it is because he has absolute confidence in himself, thinking that no one in this world can deal with himself.

In the carriage, three people were sitting.

A man with his eyes always squinted, and a handsome face that can make everyone in the world feel ashamed.

One face is cold, with the fruit bowl in both hands, without a word, the black hair sitting opposite the man

And a man... sitting with that name, but with countless bandages wrapped around his face and body, his eyes closed, and he couldn't see what expression he was.

Carriage, move slowly...

With the gurgling noise between the wheels and the ground, the surrounding parasites quickly fled outward. Some of those who couldn't dodge were either crushed by the wheels, or turned frantically to the ground, avoiding the power that made them uncomfortable.

Four-leaf clover's white ears were erected leisurely.

His face is always full of smiles, and his squinted eyes make it unclear whether he is looking ahead.

After a while...

"Are there any good things?"

Clover asked. However, I don't know who he said to.

The idiot closed his eyes, did not speak, and did not move. As for the nv boy next to him, now he looked at the fruit bowl he was holding in a blank stare, and said nothing.

"...Ah, I have seen someone you are familiar with. I can smell it too, it's really a familiar smell."

The two people in front of them remained silent.

Clover didn't care about it either, he turned his head and squinted out the window. The face that was always smiling began to fall silent. I don't know what he was looking at. Seeing the darkness around him constantly sweeping backwards, the carriage fell silent for a while...

Guru Guru... Guru Guru...

The vehicle moved slowly, not very fast. It's like taking a leisurely walk in the courtyard. It seems that the king is not in a hurry to return to his main city. For him, this short trip may be just a walk that doesn't mind at all.

Since it's a walk, you might as well take a little longer.

But occasionally, there will be some small obstacles in the walk, let the time of this walk become a little longer...

Grumbling...squeaking.

The carriage stopped slowly.

In the air, some crackling noises also started.

The poor guards around the carriage began to make noise and shout. But the three people in this carriage did not take any action, just sitting like this, maintaining their movements.

In front of the carriage...

Black flames are burning.

Although there is no stone of gift, the parasites fled around faster than they were driven by the stone of gift.

The flame, as the claws lifted and fell, burned on the rocky ground without any combustible material. Along with these flames, a monster that was bigger than a carriage, stared at the bright red pupils and exposed sharp fangs, blocking the train.

"Goooooo

A deep roar came from the mouth of this monster. The scarlet pupils stared at the carriage on which the four-leaf clover was sitting. The claws had already popped out, and the sharp claws were deeply embedded in the ground, pulling out eight deep groove marks.

Orcish) Your Majesty! There is a monster ahead of you in the way!"

An orc knelt by the carriage and reported loudly. However, Clover did not seem to be interested in it. He just nodded lightly, then turned his head away and continued to maintain this kind of no matter what.

The orc was surprised. In this situation, why is the king still such a leisurely posture? That's a monster! Moreover, this kind of monster that exudes black flames, to say less, has a level 7 or higher! Such a terrifying thing...is it an opponent that can be calm?

Snapped.

However, the stability of the four-leaf clover naturally has reasons for his stability.

With a soft noise, the driver of the carriage has left his seat. Separate the orc guard in front of him, standing in front of the monster that was full of flames.

"Roar

Heiyan's monster roared loudly, and the flames under her claws spread to the surroundings like life! These flames rushed to the orcs, and at the same time, rushed to the cloaked man with the sword! The speed of the flame is too fast, so that the orcs have no time to avoid it! But just when these flames are about to burn on them...

Disappeared.

These flames that burned along the ground just disappeared out of thin air.

Instead, there was a sword mark that didn't know when it appeared and stood in front of the orcs.

Orc language) Lead your majesty to leave."

No one saw the man in the cloak draw the sword, and his hands never seemed to be on the hilt.

A low and slightly hoarse voice came from the cloaked man's throat, with a bit of calmness and a bit of indifference.

The orcs behind them nodded, and immediately afterwards, one of the orcs jumped up to where the Sword Emperor was originally sitting and brandished his whip. Seeing this scene, the monster immediately roared and threw himself into the carriage!

"Wow ah ah ah ah

The other carriages were out of control, and all the orcs gathered around the four-leaf clover carriage. Facing the attack of that monster, the orcs could not help but tremble despite their bravery!

But... just as the monster was about to pounce on the carriage, and the huge claws were about to lift the top of the car, the sword emperor... appeared on the roof of the car again like a teleportation. But this time, he bowed, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand. Following the whistling mountain breeze from the mountains, his cloak raised, making a hula hula sound in the wind.

"Woo...howl

He didn't draw his sword... did he?

At least, no one saw him draw his sword.

But even if he didn't draw his sword, the black giant claws shot by the monster were separated from the body in the air. With a strange cry, the monster immediately flew back and jumped onto a stone mushroom next to it. Taking this opportunity, the orcs escorted the carriage and quickly left, passing under the black flame monster.

Barring his teeth in hatred, the scarlet pupils glanced at his broken right paw. In a short while, the black flames that reignited recombined her body. When she recovered, she immediately turned around and jumped to the top of another stone mushroom, ready to pounce on the carriage again from top to bottom!

but……

The mountain breeze howled, the clatter of the cloak, once again, stood in front of her...

Hatred raised his head and looked at this tiny human being. Seeing him as if he existed here, holding the sword, facing him without saying a word.

Seeing the carriage moving further and further away, the demon couldn't help but let out a roar, shouting--

Mozu language) Sister! What's wrong with you?! Come sober! How can the noble Mozu be restrained by these bastards? Come sober... Let's kill these scumbags who dare to restrain you! Sister! Hurry up and wake up

Inside the carriage, the corners of Clover's mouth could not help but cocked. He turned his head away, looked in the direction of the young black hair nv, and smiled—

"Hey, your sister is calling you. How do you feel now?"

The black hair is less nv, still silent. She didn't make any movements or express any expressions for those roars. Seeing this, Clover didn't speak any more, despite the roar from behind, sitting in the carriage, he drove away. A