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In the past hunter riots, Shangcheng was the most severely damaged place in the city, and Fengyue Island was one of the many industries in Shangcheng that was greatly ravaged, and the losses were heavy, second only to the Phi Fei Casino.

Durand stands quietly in a bedroom with warm tones and a simple and chic furnishings.

Located in the core of Fengyue Island, it looks like a small five-story building that is quite delicate and elegant on the surface, but it is actually the residence of the White Tiger, one of the seven cars.

Two young women dressed as warriors stood guard at the door of the small building, they were vigilant to watch for any disturbances, the strength of the sixth-level peak was regarded as the number one person in the city, but it was far from enough to detect Duland, a powerful demigod-level battle mage.

In the bedroom, Durand carried the gun magazine and looked at the white tiger on the bed with a slight frown.

Among the seven cars, if you don't consider Kent, an outlier whose soul essence is a sage, the White Tiger is the strongest person who deserves it, even if the notorious Edson is in front of the White Tiger, he can't help but be a head shorter.

In the battle against the two great knights, Arthur and Anthony, the role of the White Tiger was second only to Rogge and Roth, and he was able to intervene in the battle of four ninth-level powerhouses with the strength of the peak of the eighth level, which was enough to prove the strength of the White Tiger's combat power.

It's a pity that the gap between the eighth and ninth levels is still an irreparable gap, not to mention that the two great knights still hold the two artifacts of Nanhui and Xihui in their hands!

The result of the White Tiger's strength not retreating was that he was almost torn apart by a shot, although he did not die immediately, he lost the strength to fight again on the spot, and he has been fighting since the war. She has always hovered between life and death, and her consciousness has hardly been awake.

Durand lowered his eyelids slightly. Her gaze was cast on the white tiger from top to bottom, and she looked like she was asleep, very plain, very peaceful, except for her unusually pale face, there was nothing unusual.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Durand looked at the white tiger who seemed to be sleeping, and said lightly: "You're already awake, right?" ”

The white tiger's tightly closed eyelids visibly moved. After another moment, she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head slightly to look at Durand, with a complicated expression: "...... Duland, oh no, he's the Lord of the City now. ”

Durand raised an eyebrow. Laughing: "It seems that you woke up earlier than I thought." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed a chair and sat down, not in a hurry to speak, but looked at the layout of the room with interest.

Outside the window, it was snowy, but inside the house was very warm. Durand looked very casual, smiling, and gentle, while White Tiger's seemingly calm face revealed some complexity and unnaturalness.

“…… Ridiculous, right? After a moment of silence, the white tiger suddenly said.

Durand was looking curiously at a beautiful wood carving on the cabinet. Wen Yan turned around: "What? ”

White Tiger took a deep breath and turned his head to stare straight at Duland. Bitterness gradually appeared on his delicate countenance: "I mean, I and a few other people who have been calculated by the car are actually the masters of the city of shepherds. Durand...... Do you think we're ridiculous, my lord? In your eyes, we are all short-sighted, ridiculous and pathetic clowns, right? ”

Durand smiled and said surprisingly gently, "If you die like this this time, it's really ridiculous." ”

After speaking, Durand leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand to untie the white tiger's robe, the white tiger's body moved, as if he was a little surprised, and then resettled down and let Durand do it.

Duland's face was calm and focused, and he peeled off his thin coat to the sides.

Under the coat was a layer of close-fitting coat, Durand frowned slightly, his hands paused, shook his head after a moment, and pointed like a sword, tapped on the neckline of the close-fitting coat, his fingertips silently ignited a little orange flame, and then swiped lightly.

Silently, the small coat was divided into two halves, and then slashed to the sides by itself under the force of the two plump bulging balls, so that the white tiger's chest and abdomen were completely exposed in front of Duland's eyes.

The white tiger looked a little unnatural, but still remained mostly calm, she did not resist, she did not speak, she glanced at Duland, and asked softly, "I...... Is there any salvation? ”

Durand was silent.

His gaze started from the collarbone on the left side of the white tiger, all the way down, over the undulating peaks, and finally landed on the flat lower abdomen, he looked at the huge wound that almost cut the white tiger's body diagonally, and his brows came together little by little.

"It's a little difficult." Durand took a deep breath and calmed down again: "But it should still be within my ability." ”

He had already seen that the severity of the White Tiger's injuries was too severe, and on top of his expectations, wisps of white power were diffusing from the wounds, which was the residual power of Yonghui, more precisely, the power of the Nanhui Cross.

Every once in a while, there would be a few slight pops from the wound, and the power of the Nanhui Cross would continue to destroy the wound, making it impossible to heal. This kind of power lingers, and the priest is helpless about it, and even the three kings don't dare to take action to expel the white tiger, because although these remnants of the power of Yonghui are not much, the quality is extremely high, and the power attribute of the three kings is extremely dark, once the light and darkness come into contact, let alone drive away the power of Yonghui, the energy torrent caused by the collision of light and darkness may immediately kill the white tiger.

Because of this, the three kings were helpless against the White Tiger's injuries and could only resign themselves to fate.

At present, in the Shepherd's City, only Durand, a demigod-level, has the ability to help the White Tiger expel all the remaining Eternal Radiance power without expanding the wounds.

"It might hurt a little, you bear with it."

Durand said lightly, wisps of ice and fire power silently emerged from his palms, and the power of ice and fire was obviously hedged, but in the eyes of the white tiger, it was so harmonious.

After adjusting his breathing, Duland's face became extremely solemn, he stretched out his hand in a very slow and gentle way, pressed it on the lower abdomen of the white tiger, the seven-colored light in his eyes flickered wildly, the power of insight has been activated to the limit, the power of ice and fire is operating in an unprecedented delicate way, fighting with the power of Yonghui in a very small range, at the same time, Durand has to allocate more ice and fire power to protect the wounds of the white tiger. Her body is already too fragile to withstand any more damage, and Durand must be very careful.

Only a master of energy use like Durand would dare to do such a thing, which is another big advantage of a battle mage.

On the surface, the power of ice and fire wrapped around Duland's palm is very gentle, and there is no power at all, Duland's palm gently rubs the belly of the white tiger, like a loving touch between lovers.

Time passed minute by minute, and the room was exceptionally quiet, and it seemed that this period of time was surprisingly long.

The white tiger was already sweating on his forehead, and Duland's face was faintly pale, but his expression became more and more calm and solemn, his palms moved gently, and finally made a circle in the lower abdomen, and then began to go up.

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