"You—You can't be a goblin too, are you?" Dobra suddenly trembled and pointed at Wang Zino, a frightened and helpless expression appeared on her face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm the real Prince No, Dobra, you have to believe me!" Dobra's suspicion made Wang Zino panic.

Dobra was backing away, constantly distancing herself from Wang Zino, and with a stagger, she slumped into the snow. Wang Zinuo was about to walk over and help her up.

"Don't come here! Zinuo will definitely protect me! If he is here, he will not let me be harmed...... You go away, you goblin, don't hurt me......" she said with trembling lips, her blue eyes filled with tears, and she crossed her hands over her shoulders as if she had trembled with fear.

"What do you want me to do before you believe me?" Wang Zinuo asked.

"Then how do you want me to believe me? That purple pupil is a banshee, why don't you do it?" Dobra said, his eyes suddenly more determined, "Okay, then, I, Dobra, as a demon slayer, I will carry out my mission! Even if I am defeated, Wang Zinuo will come to help me! You can't win! Even if I lose, I will die with you!"

Dobra's hand slammed into the ground, and he leaped up, stabbing straight at Wang Zino. Wang Zinuo had no intention of dodging, so he had to draw his mediation sword to resist. But the sharp knives on Dobra's wings stopped abruptly before she could do so, and she suddenly stopped attacking.

"You have the Sword of Mediation, and I believe you are Prince No!" said Dobra, pausing to his feet.

"That's good, Dobra!"

They all seem to confirm each other. In their tender eyes-

"Wang Zinuo!" shouted the purple-eyed girl.

As soon as the word "Nuo" came out, Wang Zinuo had only one thought: Didn't Zitong always call herself "Prince"? When a title changed, was she still the real Purple Pupil?

He immediately pointed the broken sword in his hand at the purple pupil, the cold light of the sword reflected on her face, and she looked at him with wide eyes. Dobra said, this purple pupil is a banshee! Since he believed Dobra, shouldn't that be? At that moment, his sword hand was off, but the strength did not decrease. The broken sword pierced her left shoulder, blood gushing out of the wound. Although he was sure that a sword piercing the heart would be fatal, he still failed to relent, so the blade was deflected.

Everything happened so fast that the purple pupils only had time to show an expression that was half surprised and half confused. She was unguarded, she thought he would believe her - people were always strange, and they were always impressed with the first person. And the first person Zitong met since she came to the reverse world was Wang Zinuo, and then they met, she thought he was a very good person, but why......

"That Dobra is a banshee. Why don't you believe me?" she whispered after calling his name before she had time to say it, and suddenly felt that there was nothing left in her heart, and if there was, it was the shock that had not completely subsided, and the anger that had just burst out!

"I would choose to believe in Dobra. As he spoke, he drew his broken sword, which was stained with blood.

Suffering...... But the purple pupil did not show it, and many indescribable emotions were intertwined in her heart, and she had told him that there were only two kinds of moods, good and bad. But now, she didn't want to embarrass him, she just wanted to smile at him.

She smiled at him, as she had done so many times before, but it hurt - but he wouldn't know, no one else would know, only that he would cry - but he couldn't see it, no one else could see it, only that it seemed like the last laugh of his life - he wouldn't cherish it, and no one else would cherish it.

She stretched out her right hand to grasp something, as if to cover the wound, but she didn't catch anything, didn't touch the wound, and she collapsed on the snow with a hidden smile.

The smile on his face withered, and the tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, but the blood of the blade did not drip for a long time.

She watched her blood flow through the blade, wisps of white light flowing down the blood around the broken sword, the sword slowly growing longer and whole, and she saw what her dream looked like, as it was now, soaked in blood and glowing with hope, as she had imagined countless times, beautiful as a dream, but she knew it was happening—because she believed it!

Purple Hitomi endured the pain, approached the liaison in her left hand, and said, "Prince, I said that I will help you realize this dream." ”

Wang Zinuo heard the sound of purple pupils coming from the liaison in his hand, and he suddenly panicked again. Blood gold stone is blood, gold and stone. Purple Pupil's blood, golden hoop, and mediation sword...... Contact! Wang Zinuo then remembered that unique thing, the purple pupil was wearing a liaison on his hand, if it was a banshee, how could he touch the blood gold stone?

It's all your own fault!

Wang Zinuo looked at the purple pupil with compassion, his heart suddenly hurt, he suddenly regretted it and wanted to cry, he suddenly felt that she was so far away, and the moment the sword pierced her shoulder, the trust was also shattered. shattered to the ground, though he couldn't see it. He wanted to walk over and help her up, but one foot moved forward, and the other foot didn't have the strength to move again, even if he did walk over, with the temperament of the purple pupil, would she forgive him?

The blood was about to conjure the tip of the sword at the very end, and at that moment, a blood-red shockwave Zhi Zinuo held the sword's hand, and as soon as his hand was released, the sword fell.

Before the sword hit the ground, the blood dripped from the tip of the sword first, and the piercing red blood dripped on the white snow, blooming, very enchanting. This beauty is actually the cruelty of painting heavy makeup......

At this moment, he looked at Dobra, her blue pupils shrinking, turning into a black dot the size of a soybean.

"Dobra" is laughing, her face is turning white, and the silver-haired red dress has replaced Dobra's original outfit. She's the silver-haired banshee!

Wang Zinuo wanted to pick up the mediation sword and attack the banshee, but with a flick of the banshee's sleeve, another bright red shockwave hit him, he dodged sideways, and was not hit, but it was some distance from the mediation sword, and it was not easy to get it.

The banshee's sleeves were crossed and flicked, and the shock waves were one after another, and he dodged ten, but there was an extra red mark on his body, obviously, this was the banshee's predicted attack strategy, let you dodge according to the trajectory she predicted, and then give you another one by surprise! He's not born to be bullied either, he's waiting for a chance to fight back!

"Banshee!" shouted Purple Pupil.

The banshee looked at Purple Hitomi, but in the blink of an eye, she was back focused on the battle. But Wang Zinuo has seized the moment. He already had a flying shield and a simple knife in his hand.

"Give me back the Dobra!" he said, swinging his knife to slash at the banshee, but it missed. I saw her in front of me just now, and he had already passed as fast as he could, could she ......

Wang Zinuo turned around suddenly, his silver hair had been intertwined into a cage, and he was almost trapped. But when he turned around, the hand holding the Pu knife was exposed, and the silver hair was about to pounce, and the Pu knife was already entangled. The silver hair actually had a powerful power, and he couldn't hold the Pu knife in his hand, so he let it get involved in the silver hair. He watched as the silver hair cut the Pu knife in half, and then ruthlessly threw it to the ground.

"Give me back the real Dobra!" he desperately rushed at the banshee, but under the cover of the overlapping silver hair, the red shockwave had crept in. He didn't care about using the flying shield to resist, the shock wave had already taken him dozens of meters away, and he had to cover his chest and endure the pain.

Purple Pupil watched, the scene was like blood dripping on the snow, and then, someone was injured.

Purple Hitomi just lay there watching, I don't know why, she didn't have the urge to fight. Maybe watching Wang Zino fight for Dobra, she could lie there forever.

Wang Zino still stood firmly, "Give Dobra back!" he shouted at her.

"You can't even get close to me. Calculate. Finish. bar. The banshee said, flicking her sleeves to stop Wang Zinuo from advancing, and ripped off a handful of silver hair, which then stretched out and wrapped around the mediation sword on the snow, but as soon as the silver hair touched the mediation sword, it burst into flames, emitting an orange fire. Silver fever for a while, and a new one went around, and the banshee carefully threw the sword where the purple pupil could reach with her outstretched fingers.

"Purple Pupil, pick up the mediation sword and slash the banshee!" Wang Zinuo shouted as he fended off the shockwave.

Purple Pupil's right hand grabbed the mediation sword and supported her body to her feet. Her vision was a little blurry, and even though the banshee was standing in front of her, she couldn't make out what the banshee looked like. I only heard the banshee say, "I'm waiting for that day, when you take the sword of mediation and fight with me!"

"Purple Pupil, do it, or throw me the mediation sword!" Wang Zinuo shouted from the side.

But the purple pupil didn't move. But the banshee was annoyed and angry: "Call you nonsense! You don't deserve to have a mediation sword!" The shockwave's attack intensified, and Prince Norian was hit hard.

"Give the Dobra ......," the banshee hid into the mist, "give it back to me!" Wang Zinuo finished speaking, and his legs bent and he fell on the snow.

Purple Hitomi didn't go after the banshee. She took the mediation sword and slowly walked towards Wang Zinuo. She looked at him and smiled again, a smile with some contempt that she didn't think existed.

"Wang Zinuo, I'll take you back. She crouched down and looked at him.

She raised her left arm again, and the wound was painful again, "How do you use the flying shield?" She loaded the flying shield, and the flying shield turned out to be really flying, so that she didn't have to work hard.

She held the mediation sword in her right hand, and in her left hand she led Wang Zinuo, who was floating in mid-air, into the fog.

The flying shield seemed to have been broken, and Wang Zinuo's body sometimes floated up a little, and sometimes fell a little. Her left hand was pulled like this, and every blow was a sharp pain from the wound tearing.

She remembered that it was Wang Zino who had injured her left shoulder.

And how could she forgive?