The young man sighed lightly, a little surprised in his heart, although it was not his full blow, but if it landed on Delilah's face, not to mention the disfigurement, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, in his perception, this little guy with only level 2 strength was not only extremely fast, but also able to resist his blow!

He looked down at Mo Jia slightly, and at the same time, Mo Jia also raised his head slightly, his eyes collided with the young man's gaze across his arms, and the smell of gunpowder gradually filled, under the oppression of the young man's level 6 strength, Mo Jia did not let it at all, which was much worse than the coercion he received in Macente Village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man's right hand slowly left Mo Jiaer's arms, and with a slight cracking sound, Mo Jiaer's face turned pale instantly, cold sweat condensed on his forehead, and he could clearly detect that the bones of his left forearm were cracked!

A sixth-level warrior can be easily slapped to death by an ordinary adult with a random blow, and if it weren't for the fact that Mo Jiaer's physical strength is comparable to that of a third-level warrior, he would be able to break his arms in one blow.

The young man sneered, "When did even a little kid like to make a fool of yourself?"

The young man turned his battle qi and slammed his fist at Mojiaer, about to smash his body directly.

Mo Jiaer took a deep breath, his back was forced, and he hit Delilah slightly, making her retreat backwards, and then his right hand was replaced and crossed on it, and the two fulcrums were surging, flowing like a river to the whole body, ready to resist to death! At the same time, a wisp of consciousness surrounded the ring, and he was about to draw out the giant sword at any time and smash the extremely arrogant young man in front of him.

And Tim, who was far away from the two stalls, was still angry that Delilah was going out on a date with other boys, but when the young man slapped Delilah with his palm, his vest instantly became cold, and he found that he had no time to save Delilah.

"If it weren't for her own thoughts, she would be angry here alone, Xiaodi would not be in danger, if she was hurt because of this, and if she died in my eyes the next moment... What would I do if she died... But Abbott... At this time, I was still thinking about the broken things at home... What the hell am I doing..."

In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Tim's mind, the scene of the first time he met Delilah, the first time he held her hand, the first time he kissed her lips, the first time... Countless pictures flashed by, and all of them turned into black and white pictures without color, and all thoughts were lost!

At the critical moment, Mojar's figure crashed into his eyes, and the crossed arms were like a spark, rekindling the fire of Tim's life, and all the pictures were colorful again, and his world was lit up again.

Tim took a deep breath, and the soul power in the divine court rioted, 'whoosh', and two breaths crossed the two stalls to Delilah's side, supporting her backward delicate body, and wrapped her slender waist around her right hand, hugging her tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear.

At the same time, he pushed Mo Jiaer aside with his left hand, clenched his palm into a fist, and blasted into the oncoming fist, the two fists collided, 'dong', a circle of qi spread out in all directions with the two fists as the center, and the canvas of the surrounding stalls was blown whirring.

The two of them parted as soon as they touched, Tim withdrew his fist behind his back, his left hand trembled slightly, and his five fingers continued to flex, although he had the strength of a fifth-level late-stage magician, but there was a level difference between him and the youth, and the warrior's body was already much stronger than that of a magician of the same level, so with a blow from the two, he suffered a little loss, and his left hand was knocked numb.

Delilah's delicate body froze instantly when she was hugged by Tim, but after feeling the extremely familiar aura beside her, she was so frightened that she softened beside him.

She looked up at those incomparably resolute eyes, her chaotic mood instantly calmed down, her hands tightly wrapped around his solid arms, an emotion called grievance permeated her heart, and her eyes were filled with mist.

Tim noticed Delilah's strange appearance, and while soothing his left hand, he tightened his right hand and gently patted her waist as a sign of comfort.

At the same time, he said arrogantly to the young man whose face was gradually ugly: "When did even a cat and a dog dare to come out and jump at will!

The young man's face quickly turned pale, because of his soul power, he couldn't sense Tim's strength, and glanced at Delilah again, and could only sense Delilah's strength when he first entered the fifth level magician, he gritted his teeth, and finally looked at Mo Jiaer, and snorted coldly: "Count you lucky."

Mo Jia didn't have the slightest fear, and snorted coldly.

The young man waved his hand behind him, and the dozen or so figures that were gradually approaching paused, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd, he clenched the 'Gray Iron Ancient Mu' in his hand, snorted coldly again, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Delilah wanted to stop her, but Tim glanced down at her, his head shook imperceptibly, and there seemed to be three breaths around him that suddenly disappeared.

The argument between the two of them did not attract the attention of others, because in these countless stalls, this kind of scene can be played out countless times a day.

It wasn't until the young figure disappeared into the crowd that Tim breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Delilah with doting eyes, and said:

"It's a good thing you didn't call out to Billy Mun, otherwise with my strength, if I really fought him, I would definitely be killed. ”

"Isn't it still me, the two of us together will definitely be able to defeat... Oops, Mogar!"

Delilah broke free of Ticaim's arm, turned around and put her hands on Mogar's shoulders, shook her from side to side, and asked anxiously:

"Mogar, are you okay, where are you hurt?"

Mo Jiaer cracked his mouth and smiled: "Hehe, I'm fine, I'm in good health!"

Traces of blood seeped through the gaps between his snow-white teeth, staining the lower row of teeth red in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Delilah's eyes instantly turned red, tears were about to drop, she raised her hand and rubbed his head, and said a little choked: "Are you stupid, resisting the attack of a strong person who can't even see my strength, if you are beaten up, what will you let me do? You are my only relative now." ”

Mo Jiaer licked off the blood that flowed to the corners of his mouth, removed the small hand on the top of his head, and said disappreciably: "You are stupid, you are the most stupid, if you are slapped on the face this time, you will definitely be slapped to death directly, if you die, how can I explain to the old man? It is estimated that the mad dragon will skin me alive first." Besides, don't you have a relative? Why am I the only one?

After Mogar finished speaking, his lips were drawn in the direction of Tim, and at the same time he nodded at Tim, who quickly responded.

Delilah blushed suddenly, and explained in a low voice: "He is my lover, not a 'relative' yet." With that, he glanced cautiously at Tim.

As if he didn't know, Tim looked at the old man's stall, suddenly sighed, picked up a piece of rotten black wood and looked at it carefully, pinched it hard, and then asked excitedly: "Old man, how much is this piece of wood?"

"3000 gold coins, this is still for the sake of this beautiful girl's face to give you this cheap price. ”

"Okay, I bought it, there are still 4,234 gold coins in this ownerless magic crystal card, along with..."

When Mo Jiaer heard that the price couldn't stand, he immediately approached the stall and shouted: "Old man, wait, didn't you say 5 gold coins just now? Why did it rise so much all at once? Why don't you grab it!"