For a moment, everyone present felt that they were dreaming.
There is no need to open his hand to examine it carefully, just by taking a look, anyone can see that this boy is a sub-beast, and there is no reason for a orc to grow into his appearance.
Such a sub-beast kid with little flesh and bones, simply and neatly chopped down a beast-shaped orc... Even Hua Yi, who was rescued, had the same thought as the others at that moment—this kid is not human, right? ? What kind of monster was he
Chang An unhurriedly shook off the blood on the blade, the bamboo hat on his head was a little crooked, precariously covering one of his eyes, that look a little amused, he shook his head, no matter what He helped the straw hat to the right place, and finally took off the bamboo hat impatiently and threw it on Hua Yi.
Then he looked up and scanned the unbelievable enemies, and asked, "Are you still fighting?"
As soon as he took off the bamboo hat, his whole body was exposed to everyone's sight. It may be that he had just been active. The young man's cheeks had a rare blush, and a strand of jet-black hair was sticking wetly to his face. Duan is black and white, even his expression and tone of speech are not very vicious, and he is almost asking for the other party's opinion in a gentle and polite manner.
No one said anything, and the young man slammed his heavy saber on the ground with a "bang". The bird closest to him couldn't help flapping his wings, and jumped to a branch farther away from him. Everyone suggested: "If there is no grievance or enmity, I don't think you should fight. Do you agree?"
After he finished speaking, as if he was sure that others would accept his opinion, he leaned on his saber and bent slightly, stretched out a hand to Hua Yi, and asked, "Is it me supporting you, or are you standing up by yourself? "
When Hua Yi saw the young man who claimed to be Chang'an again, his mood was very complicated, so complicated that he had nothing to say, so he suddenly laughed, grabbed the young man's hand, and stood up unsteadily with his strength, but let go immediately. .
He pretended to be stupid and smiled and said: "Look, I just said that there are no beauties, and here comes one. Alas, I am not willing to let these crooked men take off my clothes. If you Come here a little earlier, maybe I've already taken it off, so there's no need for everyone to make such a fuss..."
"Wait, stop!" Someone finally came back to his senses. The winged orc on the tree retracted his wings with a "swish", and instantly turned into a gloomy man with a small head and landed on the ground. His small triangular eyes swept coldly. Passing Chang'an, looking like a poisonous snake spewing out letters, he said in the birdman's unique yin and yang tone, "Do you want to leave the person who killed us?"
Chang An, who was carrying a saber, turned his head, frowned and looked at him, and asked, "Then what do you think?"
The winged orc exchanged glances with its companions, pointed at Hua Yi and said, "Save your life."
"This won't work." Before Hua Yi could say anything, Chang'an opened his mouth on his own initiative. He seemed to be in charge of the overall situation. Unfortunately, this person in charge of the overall situation treated the problem in a unique and unique way. Chang'an couldn't let Hua Yi die here, and he couldn't think of any other solution, so he glanced at Hua Yi, thought for a moment, and suggested, "I think otherwise, you should take off your clothes. If there is less meat, just show them."
Hua Yi's signature smirk almost froze: "..."
There was no trace of joking on Chang An's serious face, as if he really thought so.
It's a pity that the chasers had never seen such a wise mediation. They were obviously irritated and thought they were being mocked. The winged orc first turned into a big bird and flew into the air. The two chasers also turned into giant beasts on the spot, and in a moment, they surrounded the two humanoid groups in the middle.
Hua Yi's expression became serious, and he leaned against the tree trying to maintain his physical strength to balance himself, put one hand on Chang'an's shoulder, pushed him lightly, and said, "Little brother, this is none of your business, let's back away." some."
"Oh," Chang An was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and asked mercilessly, "I'll back off, can you beat them?"
Hua Yi laughed when he heard the words, he didn't think he was disobedient, and said: "So what if I can't beat it? Although I haven't been able to fulfill my wish, I have been fighting here for ten years and died in the hands of my enemy. It's not disgraceful, at least it's better than a flat-haired bastard who hides his head and shows his tail, and stabs people in the back."
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly shoved Chang An to the side. Immediately afterwards, a green blow dart was nailed to the place where Chang An was standing just now. Turned into a bird, the beak can hide traps.
Chang'an frowned immediately, glanced at the blowing arrow that had almost sneaked into his head, then picked up the saber he poked on the ground, raised the blade slightly, looked up at the orc bird, and asked calmly: "You Are you courting death?"
The winged orc in the air suddenly became inexplicably terrified. At that moment, he instinctively roared and flew into the sky. At the same time, a giant beast rushed towards Chang'an.
I saw that young man was like a ghost, and he was out of place in an instant. The giant beast that rushed over felt a strong wind blowing by his ears, so fast that he couldn't even see the edge of the blade.
It was the first time that the orc knew that his animal form was so bulky, and he couldn't avoid it. The heavy back of the knife hit the back of his head, and the orc was knocked unconscious instantly, and rolled forward. Chang An stepped on the gigantic body of this giant beast, using his strength to rise into the air, his hands slid to the bottom of the saber handle, and the saber was held in his slender wrist with a thunderous force. Sweeping out, barely caught up with the winged orc who had already flown into the air.
The chill that penetrated to the bone made the feathers of the winged orc explode. He turned his head in desperation, and wanted to shoot the second dart he hid in his mouth at the monster that came from nowhere, but he was stunned. Suddenly, he found that he had no strength to open his mouth.
The winged orc didn't know how he fell to the ground. Anyway, when he came to his senses, he found that his lower body had fallen a few feet away, and he had already separated from him.
How can there be such a knife in the world
How can there be such a person in the world
Chang An lowered his saber without raising his head. He didn't waste his energy to retract his saber. His body went sideways along the inertia. The saber swept half a circle, and the dripping blood drew a creepy arc on the ground.
At this time, the rain had stopped at some point, and the morning sun peeked out from the clouds. The young man stood there, and the twilight fell on his side face, which looked soft and beautiful. A giant beast closest to him suddenly stepped back ten steps, suddenly turned into a human form, and shouted: "Monster!"
Then just like that, he crawled into the woods and ran away.
These chasers were dealt with half by Hua Yi, and he asked this weird boy who came out of nowhere to kill almost all of them.
"You're the monster." Chang'an murmured with a bad expression on his face, then turned to Hua Yi, "Hey, you..."
Hua Yi didn't say a word, and fell headlong in front of him. He was paralyzed by the bird poison, and he had been struggling for so long. At this time, he was already at the end of his strength and reached his limit.
Chang An stared at him for a while, then sighed, put his saber under his arm, dragged Hua Yi with great difficulty, threw it on his shoulder, and walked forward unsteadily.
He felt that this big man was really heavy, heavier than his knife, and his body was not suitable for lifting. It was quite awkward to hold it, and he was about to be exhausted.
When Hua Yi woke up again, the day had already passed. He didn't move instinctively. He closed his eyes and felt for a while, and found that the wound was not so painful. Only then was he relieved, and then Hua Yi remembered his bizarre experience before.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the "bizarre" protagonist beside him.
Chang'an's saber was rolled into his unbelievably big luggage at some point, and the young man didn't know where he got so much sleep. In this dangerous forest, he curled up and slept in a ball. . He slept while sitting and leaning on the tree trunk, as if he wanted to look like an out-of-this-world expert, but unfortunately he was always out of order, and when he fell asleep, his head would tilt to one side unconsciously, to a certain extent, He would fall headfirst, and he would get up in a daze, sit back under the tree again, and fall asleep again in a blink of an eye.
Hua Yi watched this magical boy for a while, then sat up slowly.
Startled by his rustling movement, Chang An opened his eyes to look at Hua Yi, and the first thing he said was: "Do you still have bud sugar?"
Hua Yi grabbed a handful out of his package, picked it up in his hand, and picked out a few more pieces, and explained under Changan's reluctant eyes: "Those few pieces can't be eaten. It's poisonous powder."
Chang'an took the candy with relish and peeled off a piece, and put away the others—he has always had a strange feeling for the candy, and Ayan liked to secretly hide a few pieces for him when she was a child. The other time his goddam master had a convulsion, he was rewarded with this soft and sweet candy.
Hua Yi stared at him for a while, and finally asked, "Why don't you lie down and sleep?"
Chang An rubbed his eyes: "I want to take care of the fire."
Hua Yi's eyes fell on the fire that had been extinguished long ago, and he remained silent.
Chang An followed his gaze, and murmured to himself in confusion, "Why did it disappear?"
Hua Yi sighed, got up resignedly, poked in the fire, and fiddled with it for a while, the fire finally started to burn again. He sat there, the honest and honest smile on his face faded, almost revealing a little With a cold background, he asked in a casual tone: "You saved me indiscriminately, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"
Chang An yawned, and said vaguely: "Zhe Yan said that you also saved me."
Hua Yi glanced at him and asked, "You have... seventeen? Eighteen?"
"Yeah." Chang An nodded indifferently, "Almost."
Hua Yi hesitated for a moment, and didn't ask where he came from, nor how he learned his amazing skills, but he felt that he had nothing to say when facing Chang'an, which he speculated maliciously. The teenager who had just saved his life.
In these years, except for a few dead companions who had become friends with life and death by chance, Hua Yi saw only two kinds of people, the person who chased him, and his employer. He met a special one.
He has been able to do things with ease for so many years, but at this time, the big stupid boy from childhood suddenly revived in his body, making him wonder what to do to get better.
Just when Hua Yi was thinking about how to talk to this young man, he didn't expect that Chang An would have fallen asleep after only being silent for a moment. This time, it was probably because someone was taking care of the fire, so he was relieved and had no worries , leisurely and contentedly pillowed on his luggage, and lay down comfortably on his back.
His saber skills were so powerful that it was almost monstrous, Hua Yi couldn't help but suspect that this young man was also an anonymous dead guest, but seeing his carefree appearance and not knowing what caution was, he felt that he was completely overthinking.
Hua Yi frowned and thought about Chang'an for a while, but he couldn't figure out what to do. Finally, hesitantly, he took off his tattered coat, put it on Chang'an, and then treated his wounds by the firelight.