Shiryl lay peacefully in Fuhang's arms and fell asleep deeply. The day's journey had indeed made Shiryl a little tired, and now that she was lying in the arms of the people she loved the most, there was no reason not to sleep.

In Shiryl's heart, Fuhang's embrace is Shirly's happiest and safest harbor.

Looking at Shiryl, who was stable and quiet in his arms, Fuhang felt Shiryl's dependence on him. Shiryl is not like the Queen, she is very strong both in appearance and in heart, and does not want to rely on anyone. Shirlill is different, she is willing to be a good girl who helps Hang, solves problems for him, and always follows behind Hang.

Fu Hang's big hand caressed Shiryl's blown-up face, fantasizing about her future life. When can I lift the curse on Sylvanas, let the queen be a windrunner again, and let the three of us find a seclusion together and live happily.

Suddenly, the sound of tiles moving reached Fuhang's eardrums. Fuhang's room is on the third floor, and it is very sensitive to such sounds. Although Fuhang could feel that the person sprinting on the tile deliberately suppressed the sound of his footsteps in contact with the tile, he still did not escape Fuhang's perception.

In Gilneth, the way of building here is different from Lordaeron, the architecture here is more like Gothic, the architectural style is straight and thin, but at the top of the building, it is covered by tiles.

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I climbed on the roof. Such a guy is not a good person.

Fu Hang immediately became alert, put on his clothes, covered Shiryl with a quilt, and got up and walked to the window.

As Fuhang approached the window, a ghostly and swift black shadow fell vertically from under the tiled roof and quickly fell to the second floor. Looking at the direction of the fall, it should be the location in front of the window on the second floor.

When Fuhang went upstairs, he learned that the people living on the second floor were none other than the High Elves with Locke and Valera as the leader.

Fuhang is very sensitive to the High Elves like Valera. Because Fuhang was afraid that the thieves' union would catch Valera at this time and buy the gladiatorial arena in Kalimdor. Today's indications show that these gentlemen are not good things, and they are most likely thieves of the thieves' union.

Walked down the stairs. Sure enough, the sound of footsteps came from Valera's room. This kind of sound is inaudible to ordinary people, and Fu Hang can hear it, completely relying on the improvement of his perceptual ability brought by his elite rank.

"Obediently, say Cao Cao Cao will arrive. There really is a guild of thieves attacking Valera. I was thinking about spending a few more days in Gilneth City. Fuhang tiptoed over to Valera's door.

Fuhang could lower his pace and avoid the thieves from detecting him. The light in Gilneth at night was very dim, and Fuhang was in a dark environment, and he couldn't sense how many people there were on the other side.

Fuhang, who was standing at the door of Valera, waited quietly, and suddenly, a "Hmm! The voice came, and Fuhang knew that these thieves had done it. Fu Hang didn't even think about it, and pulled down the Ash Messenger. A knife slashed open the wooden door.

Illuminated by the Holy Light, sure enough, three thieves dressed in nightwear and wearing black scarves were tying Valella up. Fortunately, Varela was dressed, otherwise that scene would be embarrassing to think about.

"Shout, when Uncle Ben was sleeping upstairs, I heard the sound of you climbing on the roof, I thought it was a weasel." Fuhang teased these thieves in front of him.

"Young people, don't meddle. I advise you to stay away. The man in black in the lead spoke in a fierce tone, and his eyes revealed a fierce and fierce light.

Valella was covered with a scarf, but she struggled on the bed.

Fuhang clearly felt the look in Valera's eyes like a plea for help.

This story of heroes saving beauty is about to be staged again.

Fuhang saw it clearly. The strength of these three thieves is all in the ordinary eighth order. In front of his elite rank, he is simply vulnerable. What's more, their professional skills have a clear advantage against thieves.

"No, no, no, this girl you helped is my little lover. How could I not care? "Fuhang in such a time of crisis. Don't forget to tease Valella. Who told Fuhang to be careful, if you don't give me a good face when you're late, this can be regarded as a small punishment.

"Lover? Boy, don't blame us for not reminding you, there are three of us, six hands, how can you fight us by yourself. The three thieves showed the daggers on their waists together, and for a while, the fierce murderous aura instantly dispersed.

Bullshit is really Nimado, since you don't let people go, then fucking it's fucking!

Fu Hang picked up the Ash Messenger like a thief slashing it down. What the head of the thieves didn't expect was that the young human, who looked like a ruffian, was so fast. The thief himself relied on the swiftness of his body to win, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was faster than himself!

The leader of the thieves knew that this attack could not be dodged, so he gave the remaining two thieves a look and asked them to attack Fuhang together. This way of fighting is very similar to encircling Wei to save Zhao.

Fuhang is not a fool either, and when he saw that the two thieves did not rush to the aid of the thief leader, he knew that they were going to target their own heads.

It's a joke, when the Ash Messenger of Fuhang slashed at the head of the thieves, the scorching light caused a lot of damage to the head of the thieves. The current Ash Messenger has 1200-1600 attack damage, and the sword just now directly cut off 1500 HP points from the head of the thief.

After Fuhang's attack was complete, the two thieves launched backstabs. Backstabbing, arguably the most traditional skill of a thief, inflicts damage on enemies from behind with their own weapons.

After cutting people, there is no reason not to run. Let's start with a flash.

As soon as the two thieves were about to stick their daggers into Fuhang's back, a strange magic circle teleported Fuhang to Valera's face, leaving only a little magic fluorescence for the two thieves.

The head of the thieves is jaw-dropping! Does this young man use flashes from time to time? No, no, no! Could it be that he was dazzled, didn't he still use the combat skills of a paladin just now?

The head of the thieves once began to doubt his life, but he didn't expect that in the city of Gilneth in the south of the city, there was such a genius who hid the dragon and crouched tiger. He was able to use a mage's escape skills while mastering the combat skills of a paladin.

"Are you alright, little lover?" Fuhang Xiaoxin took out the scarf from Valera's mouth and asked with concern.

"You go to death, who will be your little lover." Valera's face was suffocated by the scarf, and she was ashamed and angry, and her different style was very charming! (To be continued.) )