Nan Ji was annoyed by the bitter taste in her mouth

"Nothing else, just stay away from me."

She was about to close the door.

Bart hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Nanji's movement to close the door

"Miss Nanjiao, there's one more thing."

Bart spoke a little faster

"I was killed on the beach and almost died.

I only vaguely remember that a woman in a blue dress rescued me.

I don't know ······. ”

Bart didn't finish his sentence.

Nan Jiao Lisuo put down two words

"It's not"

The voice fell.

Smack.

The door was closed.

Bart was shut out.

Nan Ji had just closed the door here.

The voice of the little black dragon has sounded

[Ding Dong, the direction of the plot is seriously inconsistent with fairy tales.

The story has collapsed.

If there is a danger, the host needs to resolve it on its own. 】

The little black dragon was nervous.

Ah.

It's good that the host doesn't care about this.

This plot didn't go on other people's stories from the beginning.

And the night pearl that appeared inexplicably.

This, this, has never appeared in fairy tales.

The little black dragon waited tremblingly for a while.

As a result, the host fell asleep.

I don't even know if I heard what it just said.

······

Sunny day.

Nan Ji was lying in the shade of the big tree, sleeping again.

Zida Sino destroyed all the night pearls in the treasure house in front of her.

Since then, the Treasury has lost its appeal to her.

Fall asleep and fall asleep.

A huge long knife suddenly flew from afar.

Straight to her head.

She tilted her head.

Boom!

The long knife plunged into the tree next to her.

The earthquake caused a lot of leaves to fall.

The long knife is also tied to the rings.

I don't know why, the jingle bell jingles and rings.

Nanji's eyelids lifted.

There was gloom in his dark eyes.

Then I saw a big man coming.

The big man wears brown leather boots.

A pair of fat tattered pants.

He wears a tight-fitting leather jacket on his upper body.

He has a beard and a scar on his right cheek.

It's very fierce when you look at it.

The big man walked over with murderous intent in his eyes.

It's just that when he walked over, he looked Nan Ji up and down.

Suddenly, he frowned.

"Isn't it?"

His words were inexplicable.

Say a word to yourself.

Step forward.

He stared at Nan Ji carefully for a while.

Sniffed in the air.

It's like you're looking for something to taste like.

He double-checked.

The killing intent on his body gradually dissipated.

Walking over, the voice was cold

"I almost hurt you, sorry."

After speaking.

Raise your hand and draw it.

Just a fair, slender hand, one step faster than him.

Nan Ji grabbed the handle of the long knife.

Pull it out.

She spoke, opening her mouth to make no sound.

Oh, yes, I can't speak during the day.

Tut.

When the big man saw Nan Ji pull out the long knife, his expression was already a little surprised.

Immediately after, I saw Nan Ji raise her left hand.

Hold the tip of the long knife in your left hand.

Like something was going to be done.

Outcome.

Nan Ji seems to have forgotten that her left hand has been wrapped in gauze and turned into a steamed bun.

So much so that a hand was raised.

I can't even hold the tip of a knife.

Tut.

She threw the broken sword with a flick of her hand.

Then he fell under the tree.

Close your eyes.

Keep sleeping.

The big man stood there, squinting his eyes and staring at Nan Ji for a long time.

After a long time, not a word was spoken.

Picked up his long knife.

Leave.

The little black dragon milk voice milk introduced

[Host, that person just now is a dragon hunter. 】

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