"Ho~ho~" Chu Ci felt that the dryness in his throat seemed to burst, the whole person seemed to be burning, and it seemed that all the blood had been released, cold like a dead corpse, cold, hot, as if he was in the Nine Heavens of Ice/Fire, sharpening this flesh and blood.

Wake me up! As soon as he took over the perception of his body, Chu Ci's strong spirit quickly sensed the weakness of this physical body, and forcibly connected all the nerves in an attempt to sober himself up.

As soon as he mastered all the body senses, the sharp pain that almost penetrated into the bone marrow made Chu Ci groan/moan, and then there was a violent cough, a wound on his back, and a burst of pain.

"Are you awake?" Atalanta got up in a panic and fell in front of Chu Ci's forehead, overjoyed.

Barely opening his eyes, Atalanta's sweaty cheeks were right in front of him, and in his sharp and hidden eyes as an archer, he was back to his usual state of cuteness, but the surprise and happiness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Where is this?" Chu Ci immediately stretched out a few thin tentacles of spiritual power, and went in all directions, finding that he and Atalanta were still on the grassland, a bonfire was lit around him, and the change in the river not far away showed that he had moved to another place.

"Coo~~" The embarrassed voice rang out invariably, Chu Ci endured the severe pain on his body while looking at Atalanta, and said incredulously: "What is the situation with you?" They all have bows and arrows, and they don't know how to fight one or two beasts? ”

"I want to save the arrows." Atalanta's face blushed and she stammered as she explained as for the arrows being recovered. It's completely impossible. Only arrows that have not been bloodied. in order to bless the power of the moon god on her body.

"Save a fart, I'll make you as much as you want." Chu Ci rolled his eyes and pointed to the painting: "Hurry up, go get some prey." ”

If you can't replenish yourself with free energy from the outside world, you can only restore the alchemy energy to a certain extent through eating and conversion, through the energy conversion formula, with the most inferior conversion efficiency. to have a chance to repair their own injuries.

As soon as Atalanta left, Chu Ci immediately lost his composure, sweating like soybeans trickled down his head, and his whole face was wrinkled into a ball.

Disorderly!

The whole body was in a mess, the body was full of holes, there were broken meridians everywhere, and even the cosmic star sea in his mind was dim, and the eternal scale, which symbolized the balance of the scales, almost collapsed.

This was the biggest injury Chu Ci had ever suffered, and it was also the first time that Chu Ci was aware of the death coercion of the reincarnation world.

"Careless! It's really careless! Chu Ci curled up into a lobster and swayed all over. The excessive blood loss caused him to suffer extremely serious sequelae, and the hot and cold made him pull his clothes to dissipate heat. His lips trembled in search of warmth.

The teeth were clenched, and there was no trace of regret in Chu Ci's eyes, only an inexhaustible flame.

"I want it! Live well! ”

Atalanta ran a long way before she found a herd of sleeping antelopes in the dark of night with her natural instincts, and killed the fattest one with an arrow, while the other antelopes woke up and fled, and Atalanta whistled and happily dragged the antelope back.

"Believer of the Luna, do you know the identity of the trialist?"

"Whew!"

The voice was answered by an arrow faster than the voice, interrupted by the next words of the man in the darkness of the night.

"Come out!" Atalanta's eyes narrowed, and she drew four arrows from the quiver at her waist, three of her tail fingers and bandaged fingers of the bowstring, and her whole person turned into sharp arrows, ready to burst into a thunderous attack at any moment.

"Interesting, it's very similar to a heroine I've seen in Valhalla, what's your name?" Achilles came out of the darkness with an arrow in his hand, and Atalante's pupils shrank, and he realized that the metal arrow was pinched with his bare hands.

"Who are you? Say your name! Atalanta slowly retreated, not giving Achilles a chance to get close to her.

"Me? I am Achilles, the son of a demigod, the body of a Heroic Spirit, and the second in Valhalla. "Achilles appeared noble and reserved to the deity believers, like a saint walking on earth.

"Achilles!" Atalanta's pupils contracted suddenly, the famous son of God, as long as he was a Greek, he must have heard of it.

"That's right, Luna believers." Achilles looked Atalanta up and down, not caring about the aggressive posture she maintained, but nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it's this courage to challenge everything." If you're not a believer in the god of the moon, perhaps I'll consider letting you inherit my robes. ”

"I am who I am, and I don't need anyone's inheritance." Atalanta is not really cute, she has researched it many times since she came in, and Chu Ci does not hide it at all, she soon knows that this is the inheritance place of a certain god or hero.

"Don't need someone else's inheritance? Then why did you take the name Atalanta? "Achilles' inquiry is as polite as it should be, as long as someone enters the trial space, they will be monitored, so the basic information does not need Achilles' attention, and the trial space will automatically feed back to him, including Chu Ci's current position on the Persian side.

"I don't need to tell you." Atalanta coldly refused to answer, heroes to heroes, this does not mean that the Greeks who worship freedom need to worship Achilles the person.

"Don't want to say? Let's talk about Lancelot, who seems to be working for an empire called Persia, and although I'm at Valhalla, I know about the Persian invasion of Greece. Achilles looked at Atalanta with eyes that seemed to see through everything, "You are a believer in the gods, what is your choice?" ”

"I" Atalanta's eyes were a little confused, in fact, this is also the problem she has been evading, a day ago, Atalanta would definitely choose to kill Chu Ci very decisively, get rid of the minions of the tyrant Xerxes, but-

Every time she thought of killing Chu Ci, Atalanta remembered that morning, in the overwhelming Sphinx, the man stretched out his not strong arm and put it on his head, and with a click, the blood spurted out on his golden brown hair, and the warm stickiness hit his face. The man only frowned slightly, and with a wave of his knife, he separated the corpse of the Sphinx that had bitten off his arm.

There are also the escapes and arrests again and again, the undressing punishment that made her once ashamed and now shy, and finally the cold choice.

"Become an RBQ, or, leave!"

I'm already his slave!

"I can't repay the favor with revenge!" Atalanta's gaze became very clear, all the confusion was swept away, the bowstring was opened, and even she didn't realize it, and held a rather serious cold tone: "Get out of the way, or kill you!" ”

Achilles seemed to get the most satisfactory answer, and a satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth, like a round of sun, warming the whole darkness, and with one step back, the whole sun disappeared into the deep night. (To be continued.) )

PS: When I was bored with the water writer group, I suddenly heard a good suggestion, so starting from the next chapter, increase the number of words in the chapter, and be a glorious 3Klux Klan. In this way, the plot can keep up, and everyone can watch it coolly.

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