"Hey, Carol!" Anusen was helpless: "What's the use of you sucking blood like that, if you don't come to help, we'll all have to die here!"

However, her bloodsucking actually worked. Bulso began to cough violently.

The ecstatic Carol began to busily give Boursona some reason to drink the black tea that had been conjured from under the skirt, and did not bird knight at all. Seeing that the two had recovered, the corrupt general picked up the stunned Lusha and threw her back into the arms of the knight who had rushed to help.

"Great, artificial respiration really works!" Looking at Bulso, who was pouring black tea and his face was pale, Carol was overjoyed: "Hmm, do you want to say something to the slaves......

"I—I said give me another drink, Lore...... Tell me why my neck suddenly felt like something was punctured......" As he spoke, the witcher coughed several more times: "Add some milk and vanilla, no sugar and blood...... Why don't you have some of it too?"

"Where did you get these things?" Looking at the whole set of delicate tea sets on the ground, the knight's expression could no longer tell whether he was shocked or what: "Then there is a whole jar...... Cow blood?"

"It's definitely human blood!don't look down on us!" Carol looked unhappy: "Don't ask the source, it will scare the crying children!"

Already impatient with the two retarded minds, the corrupt general picked up his greatsword and swept through the tea sets. Bulso, who was drinking tea, was startled and almost dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.

"Damn! Lao Tzu provoked you?!" Bulso looked completely furious, jumped up and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Do you know how much these tea sets cost?!I bought them all last month's demon hunting salary, and slept on the street with Lore for five days in a row! This ice and snow are monstrous, and you know how hard it is to sleep on the street?!hmm?!"

You also said that you had no money, and it turned out that you spent it on tea sets and skirts...... Lusa felt a deep sense of helplessness: he was willing to let Carol sleep with him on the street.

"Yes, Bolso!" Carol was sobbing over the dead tea set, whimpering and whispering, "And he is the one who bullied me!"

"Okay! I won't beat you out of today-" Just as Bulso pulled out his cane and approached the enemy with great momentum, the corrupt general suddenly made an arrow move, carrying the greatsword over his shoulder, and posing as if he was ready to launch a sweep at any moment.

Bulso immediately sat back down, turned his head and picked up the teacup and pretended that nothing had happened: "Ah, this black tea is just right...... Llor, you have to drink it quickly, and you have to go to sleep when you're done......."

"Hey, don't be cowardly so soon!" Carol panicked: "Aren't you going to help the slave family avenge you? You're still not a man! Do you have to let the slave family order you to be serious like a master?!"

I don't know if it was because my pride was suddenly stimulated or if he simply choked on tea in the snowstorm, Bulso suddenly choked, fell heavily to the ground and began to convulse. After a few seconds, he finally put down his teacup and struggled to get up, pounding his chest and coughing several times.

"Ahem, there are two of you...... You can knock me to the ground!" Wiping his lips, Bulso, who had just fallen, coughed and stood up, as if he wanted to continue to say some pompous lines that he thought were handsome. However, he was really choking just now, and his speech was forcibly interrupted by a cough.

...... It seems that he choked on himself before he fell to the ground. Lusha was dumbfounded.

"Lor......" suddenly became solemn, and Bulso took off his blindfold and threw it aside, letting it blow away in the wind. Carol understood, and jerked into a silver sword and plunged back into the scabbard behind Bulso.

So handsome...... But is it really necessary to throw away the blindfold? Lusa's girl's heart trembled suddenly, and her face turned red: no wonder Bulso proudly said that he was very good at flirting with girls in a handsome posture that seemed to be contrived...... It seems to be true. However, the Templar next to him didn't think so at all, he had a completely idiotic expression.

Suddenly, a stern-faced Bulso kicked the cane bag next to him and threw out all five canes inside. Turning the cane into a saw, Bulso gestured horizontally with his hand at the other five, and then whipped them with the saw.

With a click, the Saw Whip snapped into the canes in disbelief, and then each activated the mechanism, combining to form a giant axe. Bulso spun the axe with two fingers, and the eye continued to emit a bloody glow that drifted in the wind: as if there was a translucent red thread connecting the eye.

How...... How does it feel like a different person? Lusa was dumbfounded: And why does the cane still have this ability? He didn't tell me at all...... Is it because the person who told me that there was only one is useless?

Seemingly immediately interested in Bulso, the corrupt general let out a grunt of satisfaction and put himself back on his posture. The knight also plans to go up to help, but along with Lusa, he is covered by the shield of the corrupt general, and he can't get out at all.

He seems to want to go it alone again...... Lusa felt nervous: why did Bolso look so strange?

"Don't meddle, just see how I kill him. Shaking his body, Bulso began to shake at an epileptic frequency, just as the kicker would do to show that he was ready to fight. Then, he began to hold his weapon horizontally in front of him again, lowering himself slightly.

This sprint stance is extremely convenient for close-range instantaneous, broken and sliding steps...... Lusa remembered the way the elves used to practice with their father: people who did this kind of movement were usually going to throw hand-to-hand fights...... But Bourso is holding an axe, obviously intending to use a weapon?

In an instant, Bulso's hair turned silver, startling Lusa. The blood light floating from his eyes became thicker and thicker, and even sporadically emitted a diffuse halo. The moment his hair color changed, the witcher leaned forward and swung his heavy axe.

Of course, this blow was easily blocked by the corrupt general, but in the next moment, Bulso quickly threw up his axe, shook his body at high speed, and took three broken steps in succession, slammed the enemy's greatsword with a side shoulder, and then connected the back jump with an extremely strange side swing, and dragged the axe before falling.

It's fast...... Lutha was taken aback: but she always felt that the witcher used an axe strangely (since Bulso didn't use the witcher's fighting style at all, and he didn't learn much from Cannet, so he still used the Bloodline's style). ）

As if drunk, the solemn-faced witcher swayed his entire body, spun and slashed out both the greatsword and the sharp axe, and when he was about to be dodged, he quickly stepped sideways in front of him, staring at the enemy's helmet with a vicious look.

In less than half a second, the Corrupt General immediately attacked with his fist, and then the Witcher rolled backwards and retreated with small jumps, and then rushed forward in a frantic instant, half-spinning sideways and crashing into the enemy.

There were still five hours and thirty-five minutes before Maharene landed and destroyed Beihaiwang.