At sunset, while Ye Qi was retreating, Avar, who had been in command of the New Holy Knights, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief—although under his command, the combat power of the New Holy Knights had improved considerably, and the time he persisted It has also increased greatly, but the final result will not change, it is still death. // High speed update//
The only difference is the length of time.
And from the morning to sunset, in ten hours, more than a hundred holy knights had died, and this number had been reduced to the limit of the new holy knight formation—as the commander, Anwar could clearly feel that The power of the battle formation has dropped by about half, and such a drop is naturally irrelevant in normal times; but in a battle with a strong man like Ye Qi, it is fatal.
When the original battle formation fought recklessly with the opponent, after the opponent changed its fighting style, it became precarious; not to mention, the power of the battle formation dropped again, and once the power of the battle formation dropped, the more people would die, and The more people die, the weaker the battle formation becomes.
This is like a vicious circle!
And for such a vicious circle, Anwar has never had a suitable solution-under the premise of the adult's order as the first premise, with his existing resources, it is difficult to find a feasible and effective way; especially in Next to him was a cowardly 'colleague' who prevented him from concentrating.
For this 'colleague', whether he dares to shoot behind his back, Anwar has always held a cautious and certain attitude-the other party will definitely, and will never show mercy.
Therefore, in commanding the new Holy Knights, Anwar, who seems to be concentrating on commanding, at least has a third of his attention on his 'colleague'; otherwise. The loss of the new holy knights can be reduced again, within a level he imagined.
Anwar, who was pretending to be tired, sat on the ground, gasping for breath while peeking at the 'colleague' in the distance—Zola was sitting about fifteen yards away from him, where a bonfire had already been lit; , the face of the other party was dark and uncertain. It is impossible to tell what the other party is thinking at the moment.
When he felt that his physical strength and energy had recovered to a certain level, Anwar didn't stay where he was, but walked towards Zola—the new holy knights around him had already surrounded him in a circle, and even if he wanted to retreat, he was helpless. The only way to retreat is to move forward and walk in front of Zola.
Despite controlling the right to use the new Holy Knights for a full ten hours. But in the face of Zola, the head of the new Holy Knights, it is only natural that such a right to use should be withdrawn—Anwar did not participate in the emergence of these new Holy Knights, but according to what he knew According to some information, he can be sure that except for the head of the new Holy Knights in front of him, only that adult can have higher authority than the other party.
As for his authority
Not to mention his temporary authority. It's just that such temporary authority is given by the other party, and the result is self-evident.
"Anwar, you have worked hard!"
Zola looked at Anwar who was approaching with a smile, and waved; there was nothing alarming in his expression, but this gesture made Anwar's hairs stand on his head—Zola was not an approachable existence, and the other party Unless it is to meet that adult, when facing other people. There is always a feeling of superiority, even if you walk by the other side, you will feel that kind of discomfort.
Smiling like today, like facing the closest person, Anwar doesn't know if the other party has shown it in front of other people, but in front of him, such an expression is absolutely inappropriate and should not exist - Therefore, Anwar's inner vigilance has reached a peak.
He approached Zola cautiously, and said respectfully and politely: "Yes, Master Zola!"
"Sit down, Anwar!"
Zola pointed to the opposite side and motioned for Anwar to sit down; according to the other party's instructions, Anwar sat there, facing the other party; looking at the other party who was only separated by a bonfire. Anwar was apprehensive, but he didn't open his mouth—he knew very well that from the moment the other party became vigilant, some of his things could not be concealed; after all, it was not a very clever method, but It's usually under his cover, no one thinks about it, if they think about it, then they will see everything at a glance.
It is not a polite way to guess a person's fault out of thin air, but in the Holy See's Inquisition, such speculation is the most important method-this is not malicious, but a normal method, the Inquisition's The normal method is like the sentence of judgment at the time of burning: "If God thinks you are innocent, then the flames will naturally not be able to harm you!" '
And such judgment words are the consistent style of the Inquisition.
Therefore, Anwar no longer has any illusions - he knows that his end will not be much better, and the only thing he needs to think about is what kind of 'reward' to give the other party!
had to be at the last minute...
Anwar told himself that although the opponent's strength was almost the same as his, surrounded by so many new holy knights, he didn't have any chance. As long as there was a slight change, he would end up being bombarded and killed.
Snapped!
With the wave of Zola's palm, there was a crisp sound on Anwar's cheek, and Anwar's whole sitting figure rolled down to the ground under such force.
"How does it taste?"
Zola asked like this, but the smile on his face did not decrease in the slightest, and before Anwar could answer, there was another series of strong winds—every strong wind was much more painful than a real fist hitting the body , but Anwar insisted on gritting his teeth, not letting himself cry out in pain.
Such a situation has already appeared in his mind, and even more than this excessive scene has been practiced several times—be patient, be patient, be patient...
Anwar told himself repeatedly in his heart.
"I'm asking you something? Why don't you answer!"
Beside the other party, Zola, who had watched the other party's performance for a day, broke out completely at this time-no one wants to be deceived, especially when this kind of deception has a very clear purpose, it is even more exciting. People hate it so much!
"Are you trying to take my place? Are you? Huh..."
After a slight pause. Zola let out a cold snort, and then, it was an extremely crazy beating—still maintaining a corresponding distance, using strong winds, but not closing the distance between the two sides; obviously. For Zola, he didn't want to give the opponent a chance to comeback.
In the case of an absolute advantage, but all the enemies are defeated, this is really an unacknowledged failure.
However, Zola didn't mind playing tricks on his opponent, or playing tricks-if he killed the opponent directly. Isn't it too cheap for him
Thinking of the deception he had received, or the result of such a deception, the resentment in Zola's heart was as irresistible as a volcanic eruption; therefore, when strong winds were blowing, he took a slight step forward, and After a while, he took another step forward.
a little closer, a little closer...
Watching Zola move her feet. Anwar immediately shouted from the bottom of his heart—he has only one chance, and only within this most suitable distance can he succeed.
near, near...
Seeing that the opponent was about to enter the best range he had calculated, Anwar clenched his hands that had been hidden under his body involuntarily. He gritted his teeth and prepared to give the opponent a thunderous blow when he took another step forward. ; However, at this time. Zola didn't move for a long time, but kept hitting with strong winds one after another, covering his whole body within the range of the attack.
This kind of attack lasted for more than two minutes. Even Anwar, a genuine solar-level existence, under such a blow, his shrunken body was beaten to pieces, and he has been waiting for the opponent to make further moves. , but it did not appear for a long time.
"Hahaha… "
There was a sudden burst of laughter, Zora stopped attacking, and he looked at Anwar who was huddled there waiting to fight back. The joy in my heart couldn't be held back any longer, and the laughter lasted for more than half a minute, and even at the end Zola even burst into tears from laughing.
"Do you really think I don't know what you want to do?"
After wiping the corners of his eyes, Zola asked Anwar back. Then he gave an evaluation that he thought was very impressive: "It's really naive!"
It's over!
After hearing what the other party said, Anwar's heart sank. He knew that his last chance had been lost, but...
bass!
Anwar, who was curled up on the ground, jumped straight up and rushed towards Zola; however, Zola, who had been prepared for a long time, watched all this with a smile—in Zola's view at this moment, the more Anwar resisted, Then the happier he can be, the more he can wash away the humiliation he has suffered.
If Anwar gave up immediately, like a dead dog, it would be disappointing to him.
Snapped!
With a crisp snap of his fingers, Anwar, who rushed forward, immediately fell from midair to the ground—a team of new holy knights is more than enough to face ordinary solar-level powerhouses; not to mention that there is more than one team of twelve Human's new holy knight? A reorganized brigade will have hundreds more people!
Therefore, when less than one-tenth of the new holy knights took action, Anwar didn't even have the last strength to resist, and with Zola's concern for his own life, how many new holy knights were mobilized? One-tenth of that
Seeing Anwar who fell from mid-air and fell into the mud, Zora laughed again - but this time he didn't laugh aloud, but the kind of smile that always hangs on the corner of his mouth, but this kind of Smiling makes people feel even more uncomfortable; if it is said that the front is full of viciousness, then at this moment it is hiding in the bushes like a poisonous snake, ready to deal a fatal blow to those who pass by.
"How does this feel?"
Looking at Anwar who was lifted up by the two new holy knights with their arms cut behind their backs, Zola gently took out an almost burnt firewood from the bonfire, and blew it in front of him—immediately, The dry firewood, which was slightly dim, immediately became brighter, red and red, and even a trace of flame appeared.
Anwar looked at Zola in front of him, first glanced at Zola helplessly, and then turned into deep disdain—Anwar was very clear about what the other party wanted to do, but he had no way of doing it . He can only be slaughtered by others; of course, Anwar will naturally have dissatisfaction in his heart, which is mixed with reluctance for life and teasing fate.
I am destined not to go to heaven!
Moreover, it must be full of such people there. What's the point
Under the sky full of stars, even the lava of hell is more suitable for me than that glorious land!
Silently looking away at the other party, Anwar raised his head hard, allowing himself to look up at the night sky again—the night sky at the end of summer. The stars are shining brightly. He once heard his mother say that everyone has a birth star; but he doesn't know where the one that belongs to him is.
laugh!
The sound of the flesh under the flames, and the scorched smell—Zola held the red firewood and pressed it hard on Anwar's chest. But the unexpected scream made him startled slightly. Seeing the other party's effort to raise his head, Zola couldn't help but squeezed the dry wood several times, and thrust it firmly behind Anwar's chest. Said: "Do you feel very unconvinced?"
"This is fate! I am bathed in the light of God. Why do you fight with me?"
Zola folded her hands in front of her chest, looked at Anwar who let her do whatever she wanted with a mocking face, and then punched him in the face fiercely.
boom!
The teeth were mixed with blood, splashed out, and landed on the ground not far away, mixed with mud, and rolled into a ball—dirty and muddy.
"I don't want to fight with anyone... but I have to fight to survive..."
Anwar, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth and face, said with a smile that wasn't ferocious, but one that couldn't be ignored; but seeing such a smile, Zola frowned. For no reason, he hated this kind of smile very much, and he had an absolute advantage at the moment, so he decided to make this kind of smile disappear.
bang, bang, bang...
Zola chain left and right. Without hesitation, he punched the opponent's face one after another, and at the same time, he was accompanied by words that hit the opponent one after another: "Live? Without the glory of God, what qualifications do you have to live? As long as you stand You are qualified to bathe in the glory of God next to people like us who are shrouded in divine grace; but you, a guy who is not even as good as a bastard, wants to replace him. Is divine grace so easy to obtain? You despicable bastard!"
"You... you... the bastard..."
Anwar had already been hit by the opponent a series of times, and felt that his eyes were turning black, and almost all of his teeth were knocked out, and those that were not knocked out were also loose.
Pooh!
But in this state, Anwar miraculously saw Zola's punching movement, raised his head slightly, and after avoiding the opponent's punch, a tooth mixed with blood was violently slammed by Anwar. Sprayed out, aimed at Zora's eyes.
puff!
The bloody teeth were wrapped by a gust of wind, and pierced fiercely into Zola's right eye.
then-
ahh...
A series of screams came from Zola's mouth—the eyes are one of the greatest weaknesses of human beings, and they are very fragile. Even a strong person at the solar level cannot remain calm after being effectively attacked.
Seeing Zola's screams, Anwar was completely calm. He tried his best and got a fairly good return; therefore, when death came, although he regretted it, he no longer had any regrets. scared—
"God's favor? Bathing in God's radiance? If possible, I would rather not... In order to obtain these, I have lost everything, everything... If there is a chance to do it again, I will never give up for these again My happiness...hehe, God's favor, bathed in the light of God...shit, it's all bullshit!"
With his last words, Anwar was ready to accept the last moment of his life. He raised his head again and looked at the sky at the end of summer night, looking for the star that his mother once said to represent him. The star of his natal life; Zola, who had performed divine healing, pulled out a long sword of a new holy knight, and stabbed directly at Anwar.
With resentment and disbelief!
How could he accept such a situation when everything was in his hands
He has to dig out Anwar's chest and dig out the other's heart alive, so that he can calm down!
after all. His eyes were completely destroyed in the other party's hands - no matter how magical the magic is in healing, it is not omnipotent; that is to say, Zola's right eye has been completely disabled.
How can this not make Zola resentful
By the campfire, under the late summer night sky, Anwar and Zora. Standing opposite each other, one arm was cut back without any resistance, and the other was holding a sharp sword in his hands; but one was extremely calm, while the other was filled with endless resentment——
Whoosh!
The long sword stabbed out, aiming at Anwar's heart.
However, Anwar still worked hard to find the star buried in his memory; until he searched for a long time to no avail. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Sometimes what you think is gain is actually loss at all.
"You seem to be unwilling!"
A voice appeared like this, Anwar was startled, and then immediately raised his head to search around; he was sure that it was definitely not Zola's voice—even if Zola's voice was deliberately hidden, it could not conceal the meanness, but This voice is full of grace and nobility. That kind of feeling that seems to need reverence from the bottom of my heart.
Instinctively, Anwar looked around for this voice—he wanted to see who this person, who was more noble than all the people he had ever met, was.
Then, he saw it—not far in front of him, and it seemed to be far away. A 'man', or 'god', shrouded in endless brilliance...
"Are you going to play with my soul at the last moment of my death?"
Shocked enough to tremble all over, Anwar looked at everything that seemed to have stopped around him, and asked with a wry smile—if the other party is really the existence he guessed, then he can't do it even if he dies!
What a tmd irony!
Such a thought involuntarily appeared in Anwar's heart.
"No, no, I think you are mistaken! I just heard a sigh of reluctance, which contains reluctance but also comfort, so I am very curious! Now, my curiosity is satisfied. I will choose Leave; however, since you have satisfied my curiosity, I decided to grant one of your wishes, as long as it is within my ability; then, what kind of wish do you have?"
The 'god' in the radiance replied like this.
"I want to go back to the past, back to the moment before I became a priest!"
Without thinking about it, Anwar just shouted.
"Traveling through time? That's the most troublesome thing. Except for some special existence, even I need a lot of consumption; moreover, it's in the situation of being alone and knowing the whole body! Can I change a wish?"
For the existence in the brilliance, Anwar's frank answer somewhat exceeded Anwar's expectations. He couldn't help but startled, and then smiled wryly: "Sure enough, even a god can't face 'regret'? "
"Need me to give you a hint?"
"Is it counted in the wish?"
At this time, Anwar still brought his own shrewdness, and did not choose to beat around the bush, but was very calm.
"Of course not!"
A certain existence in the endless brilliance also answered very sincerely, and said directly: "How about getting through the crisis in front of you?"
"Help me survive?"
Anwar was slightly taken aback, and then his heart beat—yes, if the other party is really a 'god', then it would not be difficult to help me out of the current predicament.
Just survive...
"As long as you survive, you may be able to find that special existence that can help you find the past time... Of course, with your current strength and identity, it is too far away to find that kind of existence!"
"What kind of strength and identity do I need?"
Anwar asked subconsciously.
"Are you willing to become the guardian knight of the sun? This is just my personal proposal. Even if you don't agree, I will help you through the difficulties!"
"I do!"
Anwar just thought about it for a moment, and said so, and then, his figure involuntarily knelt down on the ground, with his hands raised above his head, and a shining long sword appeared there, on his shoulders , and the top of his head, a bronze holy grail appeared out of thin air, and cool holy water was poured from the top of his head...
The injury healed without medicine, strength burst out from the depths of his body, and more importantly, Anwar found himself back to his 'place'.
Zora's longsword was close at hand. The new holy knights on both sides were still cutting his arms backwards.
boom! boom!
With a little force, the unbreakable back-shear force disappeared like this, and the two new holy knights flew into the crowd in the distance as if they were hit by a truck; Zola stabbed the long sword in front of him, It was easily caught by him with two fingers.
"you you?!"
Zola stared wide-eyed at the 'renewed' Anwar in front of her. He tugged hard on the long sword in his hand, trying to take it back, but under those two fingers, it seemed to be welded to death, motionless.
"Blessed by God's grace, bathed in the light of God. It seems that I have done it too!"
Anwar stepped forward lightly, grabbed Zola's neck, and said with piety and pride in his expression: "Different from the 'gifted' you said, I passed my Work hard and get the gaze of the 'God'; perhaps. I am just a very rare example, but under the gaze of the 'God', anyone will have such a possibility, not the so-called 'gift from God'!"
crunch...
Click it!
The palm of the hand exerted a little force, and then tightened abruptly. Amid the cracking of the larynx, Zola tilted her head. Lost the life he deserved - if it was Anwar before, he would definitely torture the other party, but at this moment he felt that it was unnecessary; looking at the other party's body, Anwar's face was full of real pity: "For those who don't even know the direction of their efforts, death is not the best relief; but... hope, you can find the 'Kingdom of Heaven' in your 'God'!"
Clang!
Turning around, looking at the approaching members of the new Holy Knights, Anwar drew out his long sword—although the battle formation of the Holy Knights needs someone to command, it is in an ordinary 'alert' state. But he didn't need it; and he killed Zola, the only 'head' they recognized at this time, so he was naturally the opponent's sworn enemy.
"The radiance of the sun, the glory of our Lord, is everywhere!"
After a holy word, Anwar's whole body was blazing with white flames—not a complete holy fire. It's a sacred flame mixed with a trace of the sun's fire.
In the dark, such a flame is so dazzling that it cannot be ignored; not to mention the sudden noise during the action of a team of more than a thousand people; And that stopped, one of the current leaders of the new Holy Knights came out, and respectfully handed over a communication crystal to Anwar.
He took the crystal and held it tightly. After a while, Anwar dissipated the holy flames. As the head of the new holy knights, he shouted to the new holy knights around him: "All release your guard!"
Looking at the scattered new holy knights, and then at the corpse belonging to Zola on the ground, feeling the changes, Anwar put his sword into its sheath and knelt on one knee facing the east—
"My lord's glory, bathe in my heart, my lord's honor, bathe in my body..."
After a while, Anwar stood up again. He took the communication crystal and walked back to Zola, with a sigh in his expression: "You will never know that your self-righteous behavior has brought you What a hassle..."
After speaking, with a flick of the finger, a holy flame with a trace of the sun's fire fell directly on Zola's body, and only a moment later, Zola's body disappeared without a trace in the white holy flame , only a puddle of fly ash was blown into the sky in the late summer night wind, and Anwar stood aside like this, watching all this.
This is not his order to destroy the corpse, but the order of the big man in the communication crystal!
Although Anwar knew that Zola was arrogant and domineering, he didn't know that the other party could even do such a behavior——
Even his subordinates are wearing red clothes in the holy mountain. Although the style has been changed, what do you make Iyeta think
Maybe if you take bribes, he will turn a blind eye, but in this way, you let him kill you absolutely!
For a person who can't even determine his own position, to die happily here is the only kindness he has towards you!
Recalling the information in his mind, Anwar shook his head, turned around, and walked out of the temporary camp—he called the current pope's name in his heart, without fear or reverence, but with a touch of equality Look straight; the way he pursues, under the gaze of his 'God', should be without fear. And reverence can only be given to those who deserve respect, and Iyeta is obviously not counted.
Those who conspire to harm others must be attributed to crime.
Anwar reflected what he had done, and silently repented in his heart, but he didn't stop. In the distance, there is still the person he needs to see—the Dragon of Shaker, who was an enemy a moment ago, but at this moment must be transformed into an allied presence.
Dark creatures gather in the Bay Area and Torrent Strait, trying to make a comeback...
Any fighting should stop immediately, and the first priority is to remove the dark creatures!
This is after the message crystal. What the big man mentioned, Anwar didn't have any objection to this, and even felt a sense of relief—after receiving the baptism, he no longer wanted to be an enemy of the dragon of Shaker, it was not the fear of fighting, sincerely Just like he called Iyeta by his first name before. At this moment, Anwar has no fear, but has inner struggles.
As for this inner struggle, Anwar couldn't ignore it. From the moment he decided to become the Sun Guardian Knight, he vowed to face everything in the world with his original attitude, and there are good and evil, right and wrong. —Maybe he couldn't tell the difference for a while, but it didn't hinder his persistence.
Of course. And the Holy See... This place he once admired endlessly, but now he must be an enemy!
His 'god', not that one, was told by the 'god' himself, and Anwar believed that his 'god' would not lie to him, so there was bound to be a war in all of this—the way the Holy See would act.
However, it cannot be now!
He is too weak to fulfill his due protection promise for his 'god'.
Therefore, it must not be now!
My Lord, wait for my news. Under the glory of the sun, your guardian knights will form your own knights with their own hearts—it will become your shield and sword, and it will spread all over the earth like the sun.
Looked up. As Anwar walked, he looked up at the night sky again...
There, he finally saw the existence that was almost obscured by countless bright stars—the star that his mother told him belonged to him.
The faint light was almost invisible from a distance, but it still flickered.
Moreover, the star is moving towards the extreme east—there is where the sun rises.
…
"I have no ill intentions!"
Ten minutes later, Anwar appeared in front of another bonfire. Looking at the four people in front of him, his eyes swept over one by one, and finally settled on the man who was leaning on his mount; At this moment, the blanket was draped over the other party's body, and under the blanket, there were faint scars. Such scars were almost disappearing, and it was impossible to tell that they were scars left during the day.
"Anwar?"
Ye Qi also looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes were clear, and there was a sense of stability when he was walking and standing in front of him, and the seriousness of the other party was not as exaggerated as when he was in a hurry last time. On the contrary, in such a steady state, it seems that this is what I am.
If the contract partner in his heart hadn't told him everything, the moment Ye Qi saw the other party again, he would have thought that he had seen a retired old knight in the ranger camp—on the other party, certain feelings and those The retired old knight is very close, but it is a little different, with an extra directness.
As if to confirm Ye Qi's conjecture, Anwar greeted the small man, the big man and Ava all present, and immediately said: "Dark creatures have invaded the Bay Area and hoarded the Torrent Strait—let's have a truce and work together!"
"Tsk tsk, the news of the Holy See is really behind, did you find out at this time?"
After the little man snorted softly, he said in a lukewarm way—although Ye Qi told him, but facing the person who chased his friend for several days and even wanted to invade, the little man was angry and didn't care. No, it made him calm; the same was true for Ava and the big man, and the big man even clenched his fists directly, glaring at Anwar viciously, no one would suspect that once any problem occurred, the big man would take With a roar, he rushed forward.
"Mistakes need to be corrected, even if they need to be held accountable, they must be corrected!"
Anwar nodded, frankly admitted the little man's accusation, and then looked at Ye Qi again: "When the sun rises again, I will lead the new Holy Knights to the Torrent Strait day and night !Excuse me, Your Excellency the Dragon of Shaker..."
"Go together!"
Ye Qi gave an affirmative answer.
Without saying anything, Anwar gave a knight salute to Ye Qi, then turned around and walked back; he didn't mind exposing his back in front of several people - for him, a demon hunter was far more important than a demon hunter. His original 'colleagues' were much cuter; although there were inevitably some frowning presences, compared with those in the Holy See, they made people feel warmer.
Even if the real 'Kingdom of Heaven' cannot be achieved!
But also make it warm like this!
The thought that came from the bottom of his heart made Anwar walk back a little faster - as the head of the new Holy Knights, he didn't want his subordinates to be a bunch of "puppets", he wanted everyone They are all like him, gaining a new life; not only for the preciousness of life, but also for the remorse in their hearts...
My Lord, please once again shed your light on these innocent people!
Anwar prayed in his heart.
…
"Have we solved a problem ahead of time?"
Ava looked at Ye Qi and the little man and asked his two friends.
"Of course, it's just a pity, our arrangement!"
The little man nodded, and then replied with a sigh.
"I feel like there's nothing wrong with that!"
It was rare for the big man to express his opinion, and after a while, this opinion was unanimously agreed by the three people present, including Ye Qi. Ye Qi lay down with a smile, and his upper body completely leaned against Groning's generous Back: "Everyone, have a good rest! Although the trouble has been resolved in advance, the result of the journey is still the same!"
"It's better than being chased, right?"
After the usual slick tongue, the little man immediately called his friend to fill more dry firewood into the campfire, and then urged the big man and Ava to get into the sleeping bag together; while he was sitting cross-legged by the campfire, watching Watching for four weeks—night vigil, this kind of work is a habit and cannot be changed because of changes in strength; because a momentary carelessness will always cause you to lose your life.
Soon, except for the sound of the campfire burning dry wood, there was silence.
Ye Qi, who seemed to be asleep, was silently communicating with the existence in his heart that had disappeared for several days—
"Don't tell me that you disappeared for the past few days just to find talents!"
Ye Qi's question seemed a bit impolite—although the relationship between the two became a bit complicated because of the contract, and even put Ye Qi in danger, it didn't mean that Ye Qi only had resentment and anger. , under the wisdom of the strange wolf, he also has his own gains.
And this kind of harvest made Ye Qi use a clear mind to face the relationship between his contracted companions—like friends but not enemies. He should not be vigilant, but he should maintain respect.
"I can understand that, are you caring about me?"
The lazy voice reappeared in Ye Qi's heart with an extremely familiar tone.
"The contract relationship, my concern for you is also my concern for myself!"
Ye Qi answered like this; then, he showed an impatience, and asked the strange wolf: "What's the matter with that Anwar?"
PS two chapters merged into one~
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