54. A Slavic female hooligan who speaks Northeast dialect

Fujiwara grabbed Alice's neck in a rampage, and the lava-like flames locked her limbs and waist like shackles, and in order to prevent her from escaping with space displacement again, Fujiwara simply wrapped her eyes in the form of a 'furnace spirit' chest wrap. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As a former, probably the strongest martial artist in the world, Fujiwara's subtle manipulation ability that does not match his rough personality is vividly displayed here, obviously the 'Crucible Elf' has a strong restraint effect on vampires, and Alice is also tossed and grinned, but she has not been substantially harmed.

However, even so, Alice doesn't seem willing to admit defeat.

Even if she was choked by the neck, she said angrily:

"Despicable fellow, when you finally made that weird flame, you were able to activate it without reciting the spell."

Fujiwara's small means of brushing are actually not complicated, it should be said that not long ago, when Alice and the air were training in a normal state, they were calculated by the empty trick.

If you think about it carefully, it's right, as a martial artist who is straightforward and mostly relies on intuition in his actions, how can Fujiwara, who is simple in everything, recite those long-pitched, useless spells except pretending to be forced, and those exaggerated arm waving movements?

By giving false information, the enemy will have a wrong judgment of his own strength.

For Fujiwara, who is a humanoid evil god, there is no need to chant a spell at all, but an instinct to do whatever he wants, and the only spell that really works is the last sentence that makes the 'Furnace Elves' lock on to the target of attack: "You are Ahtu!" That's it.

It's actually a very simple trick, but it's surprisingly useful against opponents who are using it for the first time.

"Dead ducks have hard skins and mouths." Fujiwara snorted coldly.

But it also made her certain one thing.

In front of her, the guy who was pinched by her neck and had an unusually strong vampire smell was definitely not the black-bellied lady she was familiar with.

Although Alice is not as powerful as the vampire in front of her, and her combat experience is much inferior to her, there is a fairly obvious gap between the two in terms of intelligence.

If it's really Alice, she won't lose twice at the same simple trick.

"I don't care if you're schizophrenic or possessed by something—"

Fujiwara increased the strength of his left hand, and the lava-like flames became more intense, and the physical pain was so severe that Alice could no longer bear it, and a piercing wail came out of his mouth, and the whites of his eyes turned up, and he foamed at the mouth.

But there was no mercy in Fujiwara's eyes.

"Lie down on the ground for Lao Tzu!"

The blooming lava fire made Alice's whole person like the underground rock of a volcanic eruption, dragged by Fujiwara and smashed on the ground of the Hasuno family's experimental field.

Boom!

A large piece of dirt was lifted into the sky, hiding behind the wooden door, the ground trembled because of this martial hero's blow, and Su Fu, who was twenty meters away, even felt as if he had been shaken off the ground.

Then, explode again!

Surprised, shocked, and...... Craving.

Facing a formal knight in this way, Su Fu was afraid at the same time, and ignited his ambition to pursue power.

But that ambition is so small, like a small cluster of artemisia grass that has been ignited, fleeting.

Although she didn't know that Fujiwara was not just an ordinary formal knight, but in the face of the power full of pure, violent aesthetics, after the fleeting ambition dissipated, there was a gloomy inferiority complex.

It's not that there is no effort.

There are always some things in this world, and there are always some people who, no matter how hard they try, can't reach them.

If you don't work hard, you will definitely not get anything, but if you work hard, you may not be able to achieve good results.

Although it is poisonous chicken soup, this is the reality.

In the blooming flame red lotus, Fujiwara, who was the winner of tonight's farce, with his upper body bare and his casual trousers intact in the lower half of his life, twisted his shoulders and walked out of the center of the flames.

Su Fu hurriedly greeted him at this time, although what happened in front of him, no matter how you look at it, it was the deacon of the Lianye family who knocked down the eldest lady of the Lianye family, but by observing the conversation between the two, it was not difficult for Su Fu to judge that there should be something wrong with Alice, for example, practicing and going crazy or something.

In the arms of the civilian girl, she carried the long-sleeved white shirt that Fujiwara had thrown away when she had fought before, and then she quietly put it away.

"Thanks."

Fujiwara was not stingy, and she thanked her heartily without a strong man's frame.

Putting on a white shirt and buttoning the top and bottom buttons at random, Fujiwara under him ignored it.

How to say it. On the one hand, she is not wrapped in a breast cloth now, and if she buttons it all up, her chest will be very uncomfortable, and on the other hand, don't look at her skill in using flames, and at the same time, because of the constitution of [Burner (EX)], she is immune to burning and explosion damage, but this does not mean that she can ignore the heat of the flames.

After all, she is not a dragon bloodline holder like Renye's mother and daughter, and she is still a human, so she doesn't like too high temperatures.

Breathable.

However, she was unkempt, and the natural and healthy physical beauty that she unconsciously displayed, looked at Su Fu, who was watching, and her eyes were full of envy.

Without the restraint of the chest cloth, the perfect twin peaks on the chest that stand tall and upright, perfectly shaped, and only those two buttons are struggling to support, it seems that as long as one excessive movement is carried out, it will 'come out'.

That's great. Su Fu thought, then lowered his head and touched his chest.

Although it is not nothing, compared to the peers around him, his development level is obviously worse.

Not to mention Su Fu's careful thoughts, Fujiwara straightened up and combed his long silver-gray hair, which had been messed up in battle, and then turned his head to look at the third person in the battlefield.

is empty.

Her eyes were still sloppy, and her face was pale and bloodless, but she was considered by Su Fu to have lost her combat effectiveness and should have passed out, so she actually stood up again.

"In the previous battle, I deliberately avoided the attack from your side, speaking of which, that weird ...... Well, it's probably the eldest lady's thing, and she doesn't seem to have any intention of using you as a shield. ”

In fact, Fujiwara noticed during the battle that instead of wanting to take Sora hostage, he was a little afraid that Fujiwara would do this, and vaguely, as if he was protecting Sora.

Otherwise, with her space displacement ability, which is the same as emptiness, if she really wanted to escape, she would have left long ago.

Obviously, after leaving, he can regroup and make a comeback, but he chose to stay and want to defeat Fujiwara and then take Sora with him.

How to say, although objectively speaking, this kind of practice that may be wiped out is quite stupid, but Fujiwara actually likes this kind of stupid and cute guy.

“.....”

glanced at Fujiwara, but didn't speak, and the fact that she barely stood up seemed to have exhausted her little physical strength.

This made Fujiwara a little curious.

"Speaking of which, although you still have quite a human part of your body, such as hematopoiesis, more of it has been clever, right? Blood loss or something, it stands to reason that even if you are drained of blood, it will only stiffen your movements, and that thing is just a lubricant for you now, right? ”

Fujiwara said as she walked to Sora's side, lending her shoulder and helping Sora up.

She suddenly thought of something, and then looked at the maid's torn maid's skirt like a high-slit cheongsam with malicious eyes.

The hooligan-like gaze followed the maid's white thighs all the way up, and finally stopped at the damp black that leaked out in between.

"Tut-tut."

Fujiwara smacked his lips, with a pompous expression of 'the world is getting worse and the people's hearts are not ancient'.

"You, could it be that you not only lost blood, but also collapsed because of excessive water loss?"