Chapter 205 The Little Hand That Kills

"Why can't you eat it?" the girl wondered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An Wen said: "This place has obviously been attacked, and it is a recent thing, and it is a good opportunity to start." It's a pity that there are too many natives in this stone castle, and the strength is too strong, and the two of us are afraid that there will be no return if we go in. I really can't figure out who attacked them, if they were from the Empire, I'm afraid they would have become food for the natives, right?"

Bai Kongzhao didn't answer, just stared at a group of natives who walked out of the stone castle, suddenly jumped down from the treetops, lowered his body, and quietly followed like a cat. Anwen couldn't stop her, and in desperation, she could only keep up, lest she fight alone.

The girl silently approached the native team, and suddenly jumped up and pounced on the last native warrior!

Anwen didn't expect the girl to attack so recklessly, and as soon as her body grew in shock, she was ready to respond. Then the native warrior was illuminated by the white sky, and he had no power to resist, and he fell down with a soft pressure, and after he fell, he stopped moving.

What is even more rare is that there is only an imperceptible sound of clothes rubbing against each other during the whole process, and there is not even a little vibration, and the indigenous warriors in front are unaware.

As soon as the native warrior fell, the girl jumped up again and pounced on the native warrior in front of her. As just now, as soon as the indigenous warrior touched the girl, his whole body immediately became soft and he fell to the ground. The girl was like a predatory wild leopard, pounced on the natives one by one, and in the blink of an eye, she put down seven or eight indigenous warriors, leaving Anwen dumbfounded.

The two four-armed warriors who walked in front finally sensed that something was wrong, and it seemed that there was suddenly silence behind them. They turned around at the same time, and one of their visions was full of the figure of the girl in the air, and before they could react, the whole head was hugged by the girl.

He also fell to the ground without exception, but compared to ordinary soldiers, he still had the strength to wave his arms wildly and his feet constantly trampling. But the girl clung to his head and wouldn't let go. Strangely, these four-armed warriors were able to hit the girl with a few punches and kicks.

Another four-armed warrior drew her saber and screamed as she was about to strike, when a bright red light swept by, and her head flew up and was thrown high into the air.

The head of the four-armed woman saw An Wen in the air, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she opened her mouth to spew out a cloud of white mist.

An Wenden was startled, he never expected that the four-armed woman only had one head left, and she could still spray the enemy. He knew that the white mist was powerful, and when the long sword in his hand turned, another piece of sword light rose into the air, encircling all the white mist in it. The bright red sword light looked bright, and it actually had an extremely strong burning and corrosive ability, ablating all the white mist in an instant.

An Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and the two-meter-long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, putting on a chic and invincible sword posture. But he immediately felt that something was wrong, and the long sword in his hand disappeared in an instant, replaced by the thin sword that the girl had given him. Anwen was originally tall and handsome, and with such a thin toothpick-like sword in his hand, he looked a little girly in a blink of an eye.

Only then did the girl get up from the four-armed warrior. The four-armed warrior couldn't see any wounds all over his body, his eyes were blank, and his hands and feet were still waving instinctively. But Anwen could see that the four-armed warrior was actually dead, but his vitality was too strong, and although his consciousness was gone, his body was still instinctively squandering the last of his energy.

The girl glanced at the body of the four-armed woman and said to Anwen, "Thank you." ”

An Wen didn't expect the girl to thank her, and hurriedly said: "What is there to thank, we are friends now, and friends should help each other, shouldn't they?"

"Friends?" the girl shook her head, "many people have said they are friends with me, and then they all want to do it to me behind my back. ”

"Of course I'm not like them!"

"What's the difference?"

Anwen couldn't speak. He originally wanted to say that as a young master of his demon descent, he would do what he said, how could he do such a thing? Besides, looking at the world, there are not many people who can be recognized as friends by his Anwen. Once you have it, you should cherish it. In the end, it is the person who can be recognized by his Anwen, how can it be bad?

This series of big truths really has to be explained in detail, and it can be said for a long time. It's just that the girl is a little ignorant, and she doesn't have any concept of class level, and she has no feeling for the identity of the young master of Anwen Demon Descendant.

She ran to the maelstrom passage, and actually invited Anwen to fight into the passage with her, but she didn't expect that it was the Demon Giant Eternal Flame who was guarding the passage, and she didn't notice that the three clans defending the passage were headed by the Demon Descendant.

In the eyes of the girl, there is a great opportunity in the world on the other side of the passage, and she must go. And this opportunity, she will ask Anwen to share, so she said that she would fight into the maelstrom together.

It sounded ridiculous, but Anwen was moved. This means recognition of who he is, regardless of who he is.

In the past few years, An Wen has many followers around him, and he has long been unable to distinguish who is here for him and who is just following the identity of the young master of the demon descendant. Until then, Anwen doesn't care. Whatever the purpose, as long as you are willing to do things for him, you can guarantee a certain loyalty.

It can be said that the girl is the first person Anwen has met who completely ignores his identity.

So Anwen wanted to keep this rare simple relationship, and didn't reason with the girl. He had a selfish hope, and the best girl would never know what the young master of the demon descent meant.

But now, if you don't talk about these things, you can't answer the girl's questions. An Wen thought for a long time before saying, "Anyway, I'm different from the people you knew in the past." ”

"Really?"

"Of course. ”

Anwen raised his head a little weakly, not noticing that the girl seemed to be thinking about someone, so that she was a little distracted.

He took the rapier and examined the corpses of the natives on the spot. He was very curious about how the maiden had managed to kill the natives.

The four-armed natives had several thin holes in the back of their heads and the top of their heads, apparently fatally wounded. Anwen drew his short knife and sliced open the body of the four-armed warrior layer by layer. On the one hand, this is to observe the body structure of the four-armed natives in order to discover their fatal points. On the other hand, Anwen actually wanted to see what methods the girl used to kill these natives.

When the girl saw it, she also came over and watched silently.

Anwen's hands were extremely agile, and the short knife was like a flying elf, peeling away the layers of flesh and blood, revealing the secrets of the four-armed man.

The more he watched, the more surprised Anwen became. The few round holes left by the girl on the head and neck of the four-armed man all went deep into the bone marrow. The round hole in the back of the neck pierced the vertebrae.

The cervical vertebrae of four-armed people are different from those of Terrans and demons, and their vertebrae are full of large and small bone spurs, some of which poke out of their bodies, and some of which are buried under their flesh. These bone spurs were obviously to protect the vertebrae, and the round hole left by the girl happened to pass through the middle of the two bone spurs, hitting the vertebrae and severing the nerves inside.

Anwen tapped the vertebrae with a short knife, and the sound of gold and iron was heard. He slashed again, and as expected, it only left a half-finger-deep cut on the vertebrae, which was still far from cutting off the thick vertebrae at the mouth of the bowl. The hardness of the four-armed man's bones is really amazing, even stronger than the demon iron.

After checking the vertebrae, Anwen suddenly found that there seemed to be some small holes at the ends of some long bone spurs. With a thought, he used his magic power, and his hand was strengthened, and a long bone spur was severed. Sure enough, the inside of the bone spur was hollow, and at the bottom of the hole, there was a drop of milky white liquid.

As soon as he saw this drop of white liquid, Anwen instantly felt his whole body tense. It was his instinctive alertness to danger, this drop of white liquor was not only poisonous, but also a strange poison that could kill Anwen!

Even as a demon young master, An Wen also broke out in a cold sweat. If he had done something to clean up these natives with his bare hands, not with weapons, it would be hard to guarantee that he would not be injured under these extremely damaged bone spurs. The poison in the bone spur is a problem even for him.

But how did the girl know the distribution of bone spurs in the four-armed man, so as to avoid danger?

Anwen turned his head and asked, "What did you use to kill him?"

What he didn't expect was that the girl stretched out her own hands.

"Uh, that's it, okay. Anwen continued to examine the corpse, really unwilling to associate those white and immature hands with a murderous weapon.

Several of the finger holes on the four-armed man's head are also bone-deep, and on its skull, a circle of small cracks can be seen. Obviously, the girl's finger was inserted, although it failed to penetrate its skull, but the damage caused was not small, and the transmission and diffusion of power would cause vertigo and break the resistance of the four-armed warrior.

It seems that after being knocked down by the girl, the struggle of the four-armed warrior is messy, which is also one of the reasons.

Anwen inspected the corpses of several two-armed people, and most of them were fatal with a single blow to the back of the neck. The girl directly cut off their ability to control their bodies, so that they could hunt one by one silently. It wasn't until he met a four-armed male warrior whose vitality was a level stronger that he took a lot of effort.

It's just that how did the girl know the body structure and weaknesses of the four-armed man so accurately? Could it be that this is talent?

In the two-armed and four-armed people, there is nothing special. The girl picked up the four-armed male samurai's slasher and looked at it, compared it with her own spider demon forearm slasher, and threw it back to the ground.

Anwen looked at the slasher and sighed. In fact, the grade of that slashing knife is quite good, and outside of the Great Vortex, it can at least be comparable to the seventh-order weapon. And that's just the weapon of an ordinary four-armed male warrior. This area is full of treasures, and even if you cut down a tree, it is a treasure that can build the core structure of a floating battleship.

It's just that the capacity of the space equipment he carries with him is really limited, not to mention the wood and stones, and even those extremely precious ginkgo wine can't bring much. There is no place in the space except for a long sword, a talisman treasure and a potion of potions, and then three or four jars of wine.

After clearing the group of natives who had gone out hunting, the girl looked at the stone castle again. An Wen was startled and hurriedly said, "We can't swallow it!"

"There's good stuff in there. ”

"I know there is, but I can't help it, there are too many enemies in it. ”

"A little bit of killing. ”

"It's too dangerous. Especially the white mist of the four-armed woman, once it is sprayed, it is very troublesome. ”

The girl said, "I'm not afraid. ”

Anwen smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid." ”