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Chapter 107, Finding the City of Fairies

This town can't stay.

Denisha looked along the road, and all the doors were closed, looking at her with fearful eyes, and even at Claire who was being led by herself.

Humans are always so unreasonable, obviously the demon has been killed, and he knows that the silver-eyed witch can recognize the demon, but he is still full of fear of Claire, thinking that she may be a demon.

- Otherwise, why is the whole family eaten, but she is the only one?

Denisa, of course, didn't feel comfortable handing over Claire to these people, and she decided to take Claire to the next town.

The two of them walked on the bluestone road, Claire's small hands kept gripping the hem of Denissa's clothes, and her long light brown hair was softly draped over her shoulders, fluttering gently in the breeze. Her expression looked timid and timid, but there was a kind of stubbornness in her bones, which was somewhat similar to the previous Denisha.

For more than two years, Dinisha has been wandering around the continent like this, and if she senses the aura of demons, she will always rush to clear it immediately. She doesn't charge exorbitant pay, and the beauty of slaying demons with a smile can't be denied even if people are afraid. That's why grateful people call her – Smiling Denisha.

At the junction, Denisha wanted to head south to a warmer place, but Claire held her back, her slender fingers pointing north.

"Do you have any relatives over there?" Denisha guessed.

Claire shook her head.

“…… Further north, there are no villages, and the living conditions there are too harsh. Dinisha explained.

Claire shook her head again, waving her little hands, and was about to cry.

“…… Okay, good...... I'll take you. Denisha stroked her hair helplessly, untied her cloak, and wrapped it around her.

The warrior's physique is also good, and Dinisha doesn't have to worry about life, she only needs to eat some wild fruits for a week.

In addition, the organization went all out to hunt down Li Lian and the two, and they didn't have time to care about Dinisha, and the past two years have become the freest period of Dinisha's life.

Her figure has become fuller and taller. Although it is still a baby face, it has more mature charm and fades away from the remaining childishness. Because she has seen the tragedies caused by countless demons, her heart has become more calm, more calm, and she knows the good and evil things in her heart.

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The wind and snow are heavy.

Little Claire was wrapped in a thick fur garment, but her face was still red from the cold, and Denisha tried to persuade her, but she did not want to turn back, as if some miracle awaited her at the end of the north.

The little girl's long hair was blown almost parallel to the ground, and she stumbled forward, making a "yiyiyaya" sound from her mouth, and without paying attention, she tripped over a stone hidden in the snow.

She frowned, closed her eyes tightly, and was ready to bear the pain, but she didn't expect that she fell into a warm embrace, really warm, like a sister...... It's like a mother......

"Silly girl, don't go any further." Denisha tried her best to help her block the wind, admiring her strength from the bottom of her heart, but knowing that this was already the limit of the girl's physical strength.

Claire shrunk into Denisa's arms, her frowning brow finally relaxed, but then she began to cry again, and two lines of tears fell down, smashed to the ground, and soon turned into ice ballast.

"Daddy...... Mom...... Whining...... I'm going to save them...... Goblin...... Just find the elf's castle ......"

Claire finally spoke intermittently, and the content of the words made Denisha cry and laugh.

It is a legend in the Alphonse region, and legend has it that in the northernmost part of Alphonse, there is a castle where elves from all over the world live, and with their help, any wish can be granted.

Of course, this is just a fairy tale that parents tell their children, and when they grow up a little, no one will believe it.

Claire firmly believes that in the face of sudden changes, she did not indulge in sadness, but wanted to find a goblin to save her parents for the first time, which is really not easy for a ten-year-old child.

"Okay, my sister will take you to find it"

Looking at Claire's stubborn appearance, if she was forcibly dragged back, Denisha would really be a little unbearable. Besides, with his own protection, he is confident that there are really not many people in this world who can threaten Claire's life.

Ignoring Clea's objections, Denisha took her in her arms and wrapped her tightly in her cloak, so that no wind bleed, but her own body temperature penetrated in, making her feel surprisingly warm.

"Hold it tight, my sister's speed is very fast." Denisha smiled lightly, her figure gradually accelerated, and she saw a white shadow on the snow, moving north at dozens of times the speed before, and flying snow more than ten meters high behind her, while Claire in her arms barely felt any vibration.

That subtle power showed Dinessa's terrifying strength at this time, she had never released her demonic energy, and she had never met an opponent.

Probably, even if it is an abyss, it can't beat her.

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In Death Valley, the bayonet spears of the four-headed degraders were blocked by a burly body.

At the last moment, the war ghost finally arrived.

"Haha...... Haha......"

He laughed, twisted his arms together, and then stepped on his left foot, stomping all the jabs that had only pierced the skin to the ground.

His left foot was like a steel pillar falling from the sky, nailing more than a dozen stabbing spears to the ground, and then with a twist of his ankle, he exerted his strength again, and the powerful spiral energy directly blasted the soles of his feet out of a three-meter-diameter pit, and those stabbing spears all turned into minced meat.

"Hey, boy, you're miserable this time." The war ghost glanced back at Li Lian's bloodstains, and said with some schadenfreude.

Li Lian looked at him for a few seconds, and then said, "Your fusion is also unstable. ”

The war ghost's expression froze, and he scratched his head and said, "How can you see it...... kid?"

Li Lian closed his eyes and ignored him.

"It's up to you, Brother War Ghost." Xianzi responded obediently.

"Haha, it's still my brother and sister's words." The war ghost turned his head to look at the four-headed monster, and his face couldn't help but show a sad color, "These ugly things ......"

Even the war ghosts, who are militants, can't afford to be a little higher in the face of this kind of monsters, which shows how big the impact of these monsters is.

The monsters slowed down for a few seconds, and then launched the attack again, and they didn't know how the deformed body moved, and the four huge black shadows reached the sky above the war ghost in just a flash, and then fiercely pressed down.

""

The War Ghost took a step forward, raised his arms, and slammed his fist into the monster's mouth as the first monster fell, shattering the two rows of sharp teeth. He twisted and grabbed his right arm, which seemed to clasp the soft flesh inside the monster, and then held it in both arms and smashed it into the other three monsters.

When the three-headed monster was repulsed, the war ghost burst into a roar, and the five fingers of his left hand stabbed into the body of the monster that was caught, and then his right fist shook it in its mouth.

A muffled sound came from the monster's body, like a heavy hammer hitting the leather, mixed with some cracking sounds, as if the monster's tough body had been torn apart.

Inch strength is a compulsory course for unarmed martial artists, coupled with the "Eight Extremes Double Strength" that the war ghost has cultivated so far, this punch that broke out from the inside really made the monster feel the threat of death.

More than a dozen stabbing spears pierced the war ghost at zero distance, an inch into the flesh, and the blood slowly flowed out, but the war ghost was not afraid, and his face was full of cold smiles.

"Is this tickling to Lao Tzu, to die"

His right fist shook continuously, hitting seven zero-distance inch punches, only to see that the monster's body only shook at first, and after a few punches, it began to bulge outward, and when the seventh punch of the war ghost bombarded down, a large piece of flesh and blood rushed out from behind the monster, like a holed balloon, purple dirty blood mixed with unknown organs, and was shattered by the strength of the fist and then broke through the tough skin, and rushed out.

The purple blood splattered more than ten meters away, and the bloodstained fist of the war ghost could be vaguely seen from the hole.

Such an arrogant way of fighting can only be done by a "rigid body" cultivator.

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