The box looked at the black and white front, and it was like a tide that spread across the forest, slowly covering it in this direction.

"Box," Tianlan ran out of the forest and said loudly: "They are getting more and more people. We have to think of a way, otherwise those people will catch all the refugees. It's too hateful that they are still killing people..."

But the boy looked at that direction the same way, as if he hadn't heard it.

Deal wiped his dirty little face and was biting his lower lip and looking at him.

"Mr. Aidan Ryan," the little girl's sister, the blind girl stood aside at a loss, "...I'm sorry, I know this is too much...but... can you help everyone, Miss Saye... Yes, I'm sorry... But there's nothing I can do about me..."

The box glanced at them.

He silently lowered his head and glanced at the dark sword around his waist. He held the sword in his hand, and a special feeling was answered on the sword.

It seemed as if there was a voice calling me there.

The bloody smell in the air seemed to activate a certain power on the sword, which was directly aimed at the heart of the people, and seemed to be able to understand the thoughts in his heart.

The box pressed the sword, raised its head, and looked silently ahead.

It was not for anyone, but he had never had such an urgent moment in his heart to change anything. The camp that was trapped in the sea of ​​fire seemed to be a reflection of his inner wishes—

He couldn't watch these people die before him.

You need strength-

A voice said.

Yes, he is in need of strength.

...

"Miss Saye, Miss Saye? Let's take you out of this place first..."

Saye struggled hard for a moment and broke away from the hands of the two. She stood up shakingly, turned around, and looked at the two with a faint dark look. In the calm eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable majesty, "Go and save people," she said, and the first sentence was so hoarse that it almost didn't look like her. Facing the two who were still stunned, she raised her voice and repeated: "Go and save people."

"But you..."

The coldness spread in the forest, and the air turned into rime at low temperatures and fell down. Sha Ye exhaled white air from his mouth, and his tone was extremely calm: "Go and gather everyone together and go to the forest." She silently took off the longbow from behind her. Because of excessive force, the blue veins on the back of her hand were exposed one by one.

The two of them were stunned for a moment. "Go," Saya's voice suddenly became stern, "Don't you listen to my orders?"

The two of them woke up as if they were dreaming, pulled out their swords and rushed into the camp. But Saye grabbed one of them with his right hand, "Sisters Deal... those two girls don't have the ability to protect themselves. Go find them, protect them, and take them out of this place..." The man nodded in panic and ran away stumbled.

Only Sa Ye was alone. She suddenly remembered that Xiaokong was still in the camp. She couldn't help but bit her teeth lightly, and then shakingly held the trunks of the tree, walking towards that direction one by one, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The mercenaries and knights were rushing into the camp, and the sound of fighting sounded throughout the woods. The knights' metal protective faces reflected the fire, and their cold eyes were staring at the refugees who were fleeing in all directions. The mercenaries rushed forward and pressed those powerless to the ground. "If there is a resistance, kill them on the spot--" The cold voice seemed to be read with justice.

The refugees struggled a little, and the mercenaries pressed their knees on his back, raised their daggers high, and stabbed them hard. The blade cut through the skin, causing warm blood to splash out, soaking the hair on their necks, and dyed the snow with a dazzling red color.

No one cares, anyway, the dead will be resurrected in the temple, and there are their hands. As for those who have lost the starlight, they are staring at the disappearing temperature and life with their gradually cold and solidified eyes, but so what? People who claim to be judges do not care.

The mercenaries picked up the sword in blood and were slowly getting up from the cold corpse. He suddenly felt the air quiet strangely. When he turned around, he saw a beautiful red-haired woman with pale face as if she was a witch in the forest, walking out from behind a bush. And Saye stopped silently, holding the longbow in her hand, looking in this direction.

The mercenary reacted, drew his sword and faced her, and exchanged gazes with his companions, as if he read that the woman was weak. In Saye's deep eyes, there was only a faint trace, and he slowly raised his longbow and aimed at these people.

The mercenaries made a low whistle and rushed over together.

Sandye loosened the bowstring, and the arrow flew into the crowd like a black shadow, and a man fell down in response.

She turned sideways slightly, raised her right hand, pulled out an arrow from behind, and then faced the other direction, drew the arrow, let go of the bowstring, and another person who was running rolled down, splashing a piece of snow foam.

She drew her bows left and right, and the mercenaries fell one after another, but in the end someone rushed over and raised his sword and stabbed her with a sword. Sha Ye shook it for a while, but he still used the bow grid to drive the sword. The iron sword reflected the cold light and passed her. She raised her head at this time, and a pair of dark and cold eyes fell into the eyes of the other party, which made the other party slightly stunned.

A blood-stained dagger appeared in Sha Ye's hand at some point, and a cold light flashed, and the mercenary covered his throat and made a giggle sound and fell down. Warm plasma kept gushing out from between his fingers. Sha Ye grabbed the man and turned him around to block the front.

Two stabbing swords were inserted into the mercenary's body. Sha Ye pushed it forward with force, and the body hit the two of them. She threw out the dagger with her backhand, and the dagger was inserted into one of the people's throat and penetrated into the handle. The man fell down on his back. With the force of the corpse, Sha Ye pulled out a pair of scimitars from his waist and brought up a ray of snow. The man's head flew high into the sky.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She turned around again, and the left and right scimitars were all out, one of them hit the front and the back. The two fell down together, and the hilt of the knife inserted on their chest was shaking. Sha Ye rolled on the ground in the snow and pulled the distance away, raised the longbow again, and shot one person with an arrow.

When she aimed the bow at another person, the man finally became frightened, with a fearful look in his eyes, and turned around and fled. And Saye narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a moment, and resolutely let go of the bowstring. The feather arrow caught up with the escaped man from behind with a sharp sound. The latter rushed forward without a word and fell into the snow.

Suddenly, a sharp blade broke through the air came from behind. Sha Ye blocked the bow behind him without thinking. Who would have thought that a wave of dizziness came, and his hand softened, and he pressed the bow down, hit her, and even lifted her out.

She rolled in the snow for several times before she got up a little drowsy. The system let out a harsh scream, prompting that her physical strength had dropped to a dangerous level. Sanye glanced at the character panel and his attributes in all aspects had been greatly reduced.

She raised her head and saw a knight wearing a black and white battle robe holding a long sword in her hand, standing not far away from her. The other party looked indifferently at the distance before returning to her, making a muffled sound from under her helmet:

"He has given up resisting, you shouldn't have killed him."

Saye looked at the corpses in the snow with some sadness, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Aren't they unarmed?"

The knight shook his head and said righteously: "They are sinners."

"You are the sinners."

Saye gritted his teeth and looked at the other party, making such a sound. She raised her bow, aimed at the knight, and shot an arrow, but the knight swung the arrow with a casual sword. The arrow flew out and landed far into the snow.

Saye looked at this scene silently. There were still several knights behind the knight. Even in her prime, it would take some effort to deal with these knights. Moreover, now she felt a little cold in her heart, but she still held the bow hard, supported the ground with one hand, and stood up staggeringly.

"It's stubborn."

The knight looked at her, shook his head, put away his sword. He did not intend to come up to deal with a person who had lost his ability to resist. The mercenaries behind him had already rushed over and tried to press Saye to the snow, but Saye looked at the man who had walked out from behind the mercenary, and his eyes showed an angry look for the first time:

"Grid, why do you betray everyone?"

The man who had shown his loyalty in front of Mofein-Grey Flame not long ago took a step back guiltily at this moment, but he immediately regained his courage and looked at Saye's eyes with anger, as if he was the one who was the victim.

He said angrily: "It's not because of you, our original intention of establishing this camp is just to find a way to survive. Let's see what good things you have done? You went to the town to save people, and you thought you were successful, so you were complacent, but are the adults easy to mess with? You sagers don't know anything at all. Everything you do is just asking for trouble... No, you are just using us."

Saye looked at the man coldly: "Old man, Grid, call me so affectionately... Don't forget who made you fall into this situation."

"It's you, you sinners," Grid said loudly, "I was as sinful as you, but Lord has forgiven my sins. The Lord of the Storm will personally save me. Of course I am different from you."

Saya looked at this person with a cold look. It was not that she had thought about the evil in this world, but that she hadn't expected to show it so vividly in this person.

Grid seemed to read a sense of shame from her eyes. The contempt made him feel uneasy, but after the uneasiness, he was furious. Although he knew that the other party was the Saint Selected, he couldn't help but scold: "You damn bitch, it's all your fault for doing everything wrong..."

While cursing, he raised his fist and punched Saye in the face.

A scream was brought in the wind, and the man suddenly screamed, and a feather arrow shot through his right hand. He almost immediately covered his hands, knelt on the ground and started wailing, "Come on, help..."

The Crow Claw Knights seemed to be watching a farce. They looked in the direction of the feather arrows and saw a pale boy standing there holding a bow. Saye looked there and his eyes shrank slightly:

"Xiao Kong?"

"Sister Saye," the boy looked in this direction: "I'll protect you..."

"You can't even protect yourself," Saya said angrily, "Get out!"

She felt anxious and remembered that Fang Rong told her that there was not much starlight left in Xiaokong.

But the young young man shook his head gently, threw the bow without arrows to the ground, then drew out the long sword and faced each knight with high spirits.

"Xiaokong..."

Sha Ye felt a little silent for a moment. The determination she read from the boy's face naturally understood that in her heart - someone's determination to protect her like that will make people shake it? But she shook her head gently, what about the person she likes?

The other party has long abandoned the Knights.

Her voice became weaker:

"Xiaokong, go quickly..."

But the sound in the woods gradually became quiet.

The mercenaries surrounded them from all directions.

"Catch him!" Grid suddenly shouted: "That young man has been possessed by a shadow man, he is a monster!"

The knights, who were originally in the mood to watch the show, suddenly became serious when they heard the shout. They turned around and drew their swords one after another. Amid the command, the mercenaries also surrounded Xiaokong, surrounding the center.

A sword blade flashing with cold light pointed at the young man standing in the center, but the young man was not afraid of it, and faced everyone with one sword. Just like a brave knight, he vowed to protect the person in his heart.

Saye gritted his teeth and looked at the man in front of him coldly. Grid covered his hands and said to her with a little smugness: "Look at it, he is dead..."

In the distance, the knights raised their swords.

But at this moment, a voice floating like a ghost suddenly replied:

"Really?"

The sound was illusory and had a little prank.

Grid was slightly stunned and raised his head, and the mercenaries who held Saya were obviously more alert and had turned around in that direction.

...

"You are holding the sword in the wrong way-"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Xiaokong was shocked. An enemy touched him, but he didn't even notice it?

He almost subconsciously cut the sword in that direction, but one hand had already blocked him one step ahead, a hand with a silver magic glove.

"Where you can't hurt the enemy with your sword like this," a young man almost the same age spoke, walking out of it and standing side by side with him.

The box turned around and looked at the other party as if no one was around: "Has no one taught you how to use a sword?"

Xiaokong was just a little hot.

The sword was not a weapon he was good at, but he came out of his tent and found no other more favorable weapon.

But what supports him standing in this place is actually not an excellent swordsmanship, but just the impulse and courage to protect someone in his heart. He looked at the other party and asked stutter:
To be continued...