Different from ordinary people's clothing, she was wearing pure white clothes, and in the gap between the swaying clothes, a pair of white little feet stepped on the deck with every step, and in addition to the skull horse ring around her neck, there was also a pendant familiar to Feng Chen.

She has fair skin and a unique hair color.

With fantastic silver hair, his facial features are less wild and angular than Westerners, but he is as delicate as an Oriental.

On her petite face, matched by a pair of dark blue pupils, like a vast ocean, at this time, this sea faintly turbulent, showing the anger in her heart.

Feng Chen saw that her eyes were a little distracted, he couldn't help but think of someone, and she was the same at that time, the depth and vastness in her eyes were like starry sky, but the one in front of her turned into seawater.

Emilia pursed her lips and stared at the guards on the deck, angry at Artemisia's arrangement, but helpless.

"I told my sister that I don't need to arrange for me! Emilia loves to be alone on the boat! ”

Seeing that the team members were still carrying out the tasks assigned to them by the female general, some resigned Emilia tightened her pretty face, turned around and was about to enter the cabin, and saw a guard at the door staring directly at her, and showed a disgusting look, like a fried cat, and said extremely seriously: "Who allowed you to look directly at this holy woman!" ”

Feng Chen was confused, swept to the other team members, and found that they were hanging their heads but secretly sweeping, scolding a bunch of idiots in their hearts, if they want to see it, they will look at it openly, and what is it to be sneaky.

"Hey! Say what about you! Emilia crossed her hands on her hips, putting on the momentum of a little adult, and when she saw Feng Chen, she was annoyed, "You are from that team!" ”

"Third Fleet, Fifth Squad." Feng Chen replied honestly.

"How come I've never seen you!" Emilia tilted her head and looked at Feng Dust in anger and confusion.

"How could you have seen me!" Feng Chen is powerless to complain, most of the Persian soldiers are covered with faces, only showing a pair of eyes, in countless crowds, they all look about the same, who knows whom!

The eyes of the masked Dusty and Emilia stared at each other, and suddenly, a few faint sounds of breaking the air reached Dust's ears.

"Not good! Here are the killers of Greece!"

A brisk step, Feng Chen vaguely saw a few blow arrows flying towards Emilia in front of him from all directions, at this time, just when Feng Chen was about to help, Emilia didn't care about the blow arrows that were about to fly over, her little face showed disdain, snorted lightly, and then centered on her, including Feng Chen, countless wide logs suddenly rose from the deck, protecting the two tightly.

The sound of other team members fighting with the killer sounded outside, Emilia sat cross-legged on the ground with a straight face, and saw Feng Chen still standing there stupidly, "Why are you still standing there!" Protect me from now on! I'm going to kill all the Greek maggots out there! ”

Feng Chen had to stand beside her, putting on a cautious posture, his gaze swept over Emilia's chest, it was the skeleton horse ring on his chest.

"Your chest ......"

"Perverted!" Before Feng Chen finished speaking, Emilia glared at Feng Chen, this guy has been staring at his chest since he saw it, it's disgusting.

After a few minutes, it gradually quieted down outside, and Emilia's little face turned pale, Feng Chen looked at her with some concern, it was obvious that she was small and didn't have enough strength to support her ability, to put it bluntly, there was an outburst, and it didn't last.

"Are you the saint of Angra?" While waiting, Dust didn't choose to go out to help his team eliminate the killer, but instead talked to Amilia.

"Leave it to you!" Emilia looked at Dusty with the eyes of a disgusting bug.

Feng Chen ignored Emilia's attitude, and said to himself, "What is the relationship between you and Heratia?" ”

"Perverted! Shameless! How dare you call a saint by her name! You are blasphemy! Emilia huffed, maintaining protection and using too much stamina and strength, for which her voice was staccato to speak.

"I just want to know, who gave you the skeleton horse ring on your chest?" Feng Chen has a headache, this little girl always answers the wrong questions.

"Hehe, you think I'm going to tell you?" Emilia ruffled her long silver hair, her well-behaved nose wrinkled slightly, and said with a sneer, and then unprotected herself when she was sure that there was no danger outside.

At this time, the corpse of the killer had already begun to be disposed of on the deck, and in the team that followed Feng Chen, there were now only four of the original thirteen people, including Feng Chen, and the rest of the killers from Quan and Greece were killed.

War is so cruel, assassinations, intelligence, conspiracies, conspiracies, raids, etc., are all filled with lives.

Emilia was used to seeing such scenes, and she said "keep up" to Dusty and didn't say anything more, or even talk to Dusty again, and walked straight to the cabin.

The cabin is gorgeously furnished, with elegant doorways that are half-concealed and half-covered, intricately made gold and silver utensils, antique furniture, and a lamp made of crystal, which illuminates the cabin.

"You're not a Persian!" Emilia turned her head abruptly, holding the ring on her chest in one hand, and Sister Artemisia told herself that if she sensed danger, she could use it to escape, although the summoned dead horse always looked like she was in love.

"It doesn't matter, and I'm not here to kill you." Dusty shrugged his shoulders and took off his mask, trying to be as amiable as possible, eager to know what Heratia had done since he was gone.

"The Greeks always play the role of sheep, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but when they eat grass, they show their fangs and kill their own kind, plunder resources, and when they are surrounded by wolves, they sell their own kind to protect themselves, I have nothing to say to the Greeks, you can't get any news from me!"

Emilia Zhengse said, she is the holy daughter of Angela, she has served the dark god Angela since she was a child, although she is young, but her vision is quite high, the Greek in front of her, from the moment he got on the boat, he felt that his body contained an incomparably huge amount of dark energy, not even weaker than the ancient believer of the Death Desert beside his sister, once he broke out, the loss was not only a matter of a boat, but also to create endless trouble for his sister.

Just as Feng Chen was about to say something, a neighing sound of a fiery horse came from Emilia's body, and in Amilia's incredulous eyes, a galloping horse with hellish flames appeared between the two.

It felt very excited, as if it had found something beloved that had been lost for many years, the inscription engraved on the hideous giant horn faintly flashed, Feng Chen smiled, he knew that this was the fear of the horse's way of expressing his mood swings, so he reached out and stroked its drooping head, the fear of the horse snorted happily, and two red flames erupted from the black nostrils.

"How...... Maybe ......" Emilia's eyes like the sea set off a huge wave, looking at the happy appearance of one person, muttering to herself, "How can you be so close to it......"

"Nothing is impossible, for this is what I gave to Hratia."