In the dim environment, Roddy couldn't see the sudden flush on Sally's face, he just felt the delicate fingers of the other party in his hand gently pinch him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. But then, he still didn't react to the fact that he was now "not a player", and he had habitually begun to check Sally's injuries in his own way-

Before the crossing, Roddy was a loner, and he rarely had much intersection with female players, and some "taboo" or "sensitive" behaviors were rarely considered, so at this time, when he groped directly with the palm of his hand on Sally. It doesn't seem to be aware of anything wrong at all.

"Don't break the bones, or it's going to be troublesome, it's not easy to walk anywhere, and if I can't go, I have to put my life here, it's really not worth it..."

Roddy, babbling and babbling, with his hands as if he was "molesting" the girl, was actually checking whether there were any broken bones in Sally's body. In fact, he was not as leisurely and calm as he had just shown, and the current situation had deviated too much from the original plan, and he had not yet adapted to the player's habits, and he was almost no different from the Ranger before at this time - he didn't think about any social customs and etiquette, he only thought about Miss Sally who died in this attack in history at this time, don't hang up so easily.

Rolling off the warhorse, this huge momentum often makes people suffer unimaginable impacts when they fall to the ground, and they just rolled down and scratched many places and scolded their mothers in pain, not to mention that Sally was unprepared and flew out alive.

Usually in this case, if you are lucky, it is also a broken bone, and it is not impossible to break your neck directly if you are unlucky.

After briefly touching her body, Roddy frowned slightly, and finally confirmed that Sally had dislocated her shoulder, and was lucky not to break her ribs or other bones.

With a great sigh of relief, Roddy turned his head again, and in the vague darkness, the three sturdy figures were gradually becoming clear.

"Stay still, don't make a sound!"

Roddy's words were very domineering, and he didn't take the identity of the duchess in front of him seriously at all. Standing up, he took a stride and rushed towards the horned bows scattered not far away.

At this time, Luo Di recovered full blood, not to mention, the whole person's mental state was almost at the peak, this pleasure of returning from hell to heaven made him excited, just that kind of leisurely posture appeared again, he skillfully and quickly bent the bow and arrows, while humming the tune of "Gourd Baby"...

"Brother Dada, big hole, big hole—"

An arrow was fired, and the figure twenty meters away was shot through the throat and fell to the ground silently.

"Hey-each other, each other..."

Another arrow, and the orc, who had already arrived eight meters in front of Roddy, tried to dodge, but was shot through the mouth due to his accurate prediction.

The corpse twitched a few times as it fell to the ground, but Roddy's gaze didn't linger on him for even a second.

Sally, who was only eight meters away from Roddy, tried to turn her head sideways, only to see the bloodied figure standing in place in the blurred darkness, the sound of arrows breaking through the air mixed with his strange singing, the horned bow in his hand was full again and again, and the enemies fell one after another.

After the three orcs fell to the ground and died, Roddy looked at their corpses and breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling in his heart was not eliminated by the death of the enemy, but even more uncomfortable.

It's not because of the audacity of this group of orcs, but because of Francis's "collaborator and traitor" - by now, he has understood... Without Francis to provide accurate information to the orcs, where would they rush here at midnight to intercept Sally?

As the surroundings became quieter, Roddy strode towards Sally, but unexpectedly, an orc who had been held back suddenly jumped up from the ground and threw himself at Roddy with a roar - although he had half an arrow shaft stuck in his shoulder, he was still full of combat, and he slashed at it with a scimitar in his hand, and he was about to succeed...

Sally's eyes widened when she saw this scene, but she realized that she didn't have time to remind Roddy...

At this critical moment, Roddy shook his body, like a long eye on the back of his head, and let the scimitar stick to his clothes—

"The starting moves are all horizontal splits, moves that have not changed for thousands of years, really..."

There seemed to be some impatience in his tone, and when he turned around, the orc was about to sweep and slash the second time, but unexpectedly, Roddy's eyes crossed the orc's face in shock, looked behind the other party and said, "Sarota Witch Doctor?!"

This sentence was shouted in Sabine, and the orc was stunned for a moment, and he really turned his head to look behind him, but he forgot to think about how a human could speak the language of an orc...

"****, it's all ****, how many years have it been and it hasn't changed..."

Roditriso took a step back, and before the other party came to his senses, he raised his hand to pick up the two scimitars that happened to be left on the ground, and when the other party was angry and found that there was no one behind him, Roddy had already stepped forward, and the two scimitars slashed a semicircle like a windmill, and fell straight down towards the other party!

Sally next to her was completely dumbfounded, and although she didn't know what Roddy's orc language had just said, she could also understand what a shameless and childish way the scout captain had used to deal with the crisis in front of her—and the most powerless thing for her was that this retarded trick actually worked.

"Khooth!"

Luo Di's right-hand knife took the lead in slashing, colliding fiercely with the scimitar that the orc instinctively blocked, but before the opponent could change his move, the left-handed knife that followed him like a shadow had already followed, and the angle changed slightly, allowing him to pass the opponent's blade and slash at the opponent's shoulder!

The orc roared in pain, but was not defeated by the blow, and with a slam of force, much greater than that of a human, Roddy's arms spread uncontrollably, revealing his unsuspecting chest—and the orc saw the moment and immediately slammed into it with a headbutt.

Roddy squinted slightly, his expression extremely calm. As soon as the orc's body leaned forward, he lay straight back, looking as if he had been hit without touching it - when the orc was completely bent down and fell forward because of the missing headbutt, Roddy was already propping up his elbows on the ground and kicking his legs upward!

In Sally's opinion next to her, the orc, who was nearly two heads taller than Roddy, seemed to hit his head on his feet, and with a "bang", the orc was kicked and raised his head, staggering back two steps, and lying on his back with a blood-covered face.

Roddy rolled over, took two small steps, and suddenly jumped!

The two blades cut a dazzling arc at this moment, and the body stretched like a longbow stretched out - when it landed, the burst of power was like a sudden long arrow, so that Sally's eyes were stunned by the astonishing blow, and her slightly open mouth couldn't even speak...

The blade slashed at the opponent's neck almost at the same time, and the head flew out high.

Blood splattered Roddy's face, and the headless corpse twitched a few times before it moved, but he still had a cold face. Looking up at the wilderness that had become much quieter around, the movements in his hands did not stop, he picked up the horned bow and quiver and shot again, killing several half-dead wolves and orcs in the distance who had not yet lost their breath, and after confirming that there was no threat around, he hastily wiped his face, trotted back to Sally, and very abruptly reached out directly to touch the depression and dislocation of her shoulder, and when Sally's cheeks flushed again, and when he wanted to say something, he said abruptly: "It may hurt, but you must endure it." ”

Sally was stunned, she didn't even understand what he meant. But the next moment, I saw Roddy stand up, one foot raised and stepped on her armpit...

He... He's ...... He's not trying to offend me—

Sally's mind was messed up all of a sudden, she originally thought she was out of danger and instantly became angry and aggrieved, opened her mouth to reprimand a few words, but found that her delicate arm was held by the other party's hands... Then a sharp tug and a push!

"Click!"

"Ahh

Sally screamed in pain, tears dripping down...

The technical work of bone reduction has long become commonplace for Roddy. Maybe it's a long-term illness, but after turning to Berserker, he often dislocated his arm because he couldn't handle the heavy weapons in his hands, if not.

The figure in the red dress suddenly appeared in his mind, Roddy's breathing seemed to freeze for a moment, and the feeling of heartache came like a tide, and then faded in an instant - in the dimness, the figure in the memory was gradually replaced by Sally biting her lip in front of her, Roddy looked at the other party's complicated and indescribable eyes, and didn't want to explain anything at all, just sat on the ground next to him, panting.

After this series of actions, although not tired, but the breath was indeed a lot more chaotic, Roddy put Sally aside, his head quickly analyzed everything that was happening in front of him, his eyes swept the dark wilderness in the distance, and his mouth said words that the duchess's daughter did not understand...

"It's ruthless, there's a reason why the enemy has treasoned to that point, Francis... I'm going to catch you and don't pick your skin..."

Sally, who was silent on the side, looked at Roddy, the original anger in her eyes disappeared, and then it became complicated and abnormal... The sharp pain at the moment of dislocation came and went away faster, and the original chaotic thoughts in his mind gradually disappeared after Roddy sat aside and gasped. Sally, who thought that the other party was going to do something dirty, was a little at a loss at this time, but after such a terrible battle, she still didn't dare to fully trust the "scout captain" in front of her.

After the fear, there is more doubt in the heart.

Roddy looked very embarrassed, his clothes were torn, his face was covered in blood, his hair was scattered, and his body was covered in dirt. Even those servants under Butler Hall's steward, I'm afraid that their image is better than his. But Sally understood that the other party alone killed a ten-man wolf cavalry squad on the opposite side...

Who the hell is he?

But no matter how much Sally wondered, Roddy didn't care about her thoughts at this time. One thing was clear in his mind... The orcs are definitely not the only ones who have been killed!

The original purpose was to save the duke's daughter, but now that I think about it, I haven't escaped at all - thinking of this, Roddy's way of doing things... It started to become very direct.