Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Checkmate Horse

Jacob...... Jacob ...... "Natasha shouted a few times into the Far North Forest behind her, her voice hollow and distant, reaching far away, but still no one answered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking around, I only found a string of horseshoe prints left on the golden sand.

Despite the howling wind and the churning sand, the horseshoe prints were still clearly visible, indicating that Jacob had only been gone for a short time and should not have been far away.

At this time, the brass-colored Kirk galleon was also approaching, the horn was greeting enthusiastically, and the rough shouts of the sailors on board were becoming clearer and clearer, and they were ready to drop anchor.

But Natasha's heart was on fire, and it was clear that she couldn't do that much, and she only knew that she had to find Jacob first, no matter what.

Hearing Natasha's soft call, the light-colored motley horse, as if he had a heart, pricked up his ears, hissed two happy snorts, and trotted merrily towards his beautiful master.

"Go, follow this horseshoe print, drive!"

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"Ah...... No!" Jacob exclaimed, "Father, get out of the way!"

The sword path of the giant sword in his hand, Lu Ge, was used for ten points just now. Forcibly returning the force for a while, but causing the cross vein qi to flow wildly in the body, not growing violently. At the moment, this sword is no longer contained.

But old Henry still stood in place, without moving half a step, with a cold face and a silent look, only looking at Jacob coldly, without any reaction.

Sting!

The deer song passed through the old Henry's body, making a crisp sound of flesh and bone tearing. The cold deer song emitted bursts of silver-like light in the seclusion of the forest, and the weak clear light leaked down, like autumn water.

"Good sword!" said old Henry, in a cramped voice, with a pained expression.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Father ......" Jacob looked up at the man in front of him, and blood gushed from old Henry's abdomen and dripped, and the big man's voice suddenly turned into a cry.

The sudden ups and downs made Jacob's heart shrink violently, and he had to "plop" and kneel down, with tears in his eyes, and the bleeding man in front of him, his father's eyes became completely blurred.

"I'm sorry...... Father...... It's all my fault......"

Jacob was so grief-stricken that half of the deer song remained in old Henry's body, but half of the deer song was in his own hands, and he was at a loss for what to do. At this moment, his hands were actually stained with his father's blood, and he became an unforgivable murderer of his father.

The ensuing self-inflicted self-infliction of self-infliction prevented him from committing suicide, and five nails sank deep into his cheeks, leaving a terrifying red mark, and tears fell from his eyes.

Just as he was in pain, suddenly, the other end of Lu Ge in his hand suddenly lightened, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Jacob, beware!" said a word of anger behind him, like a sharp arrow, whistling into Jacob's ears.

This enabled Jacob to recover from his pain and be initiated.

Quickly raised his head, but it was too late, and the old Henry's body dispersed, turning into the black and oppressive ground in front of him: a dark blue ghost mist, like ink dyeing, overwhelming the sky and rushing towards his face.

Among them, the ghost cries and the wolf howls, the fierce aura covers the sky, the blood light is filled, and it is very terrifying.

Jacob moved quickly and retreated, but there was really no way to retreat, and the black mist was like a giant arm that turned the sky, and the ghostly aura surrounded Jacob, and at this time he was about to split his head and cover his face.

Jacob heard the voice behind him shout again, "Kliodazal."

Loud and abnormal.

Suddenly, Jacob felt the sound of flowing water around him, as clear as a song, like a dream, like a fairy sound. I saw that the black mist was about to go down, and when I saw this, it stopped for a while.

Jacob felt a pang of gratitude in his heart, and was about to look back and thank the caster. Unexpectedly, the black mist gathered again in the blink of an eye, crackling, and the fierce aura was stronger than before, threatening to swallow the sky, and it was about to descend again.

The Tao is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high, but fortunately, the spell that cast Jacob's body has not ended.

I saw that the wind was blowing under Jacob's feet, whirring, forming a huge scarlet whirlpool, and the surrounding shrubs, thorns, and grass were uprooted, and the sharp whistling sound was like a sword breaking through the sky, and it sounded loudly.

The two clouds of smoke were entangled in mid-air, and for a while they were deadlocked, and the sound of whistling and sharp sounds disappeared one after another, resounding through the nine skies.

“kliodazal.” The man behind him read it again, but his voice was extremely tired.

Jacob looked behind him, and the Gentile woman was sitting on a light-colored motley horse, sitting elegantly, with round almond eyes, not saying a word, but staring at the sky with a cold expression, her hands held high, all her fingers open, clasped one by one, only the two middle fingers of the canine teeth intertwined, born into locks, and shining with a blood-colored light that could not be forced.

"Natasha!" Jacob exclaimed in amazement, "why are you here......"

The latter sentence "It's too dangerous, don't go quickly" was swallowed back raw, because at this time, it was clear that this weak woman was helping herself, thinking of her cowardly performance just now, Jacob really wanted to find a hole to drill into.

Little three chords, if you said it earlier, I might be able to perform the correct flirtatious posture to the book friends!

"Hurry up, my exorcism spell won't last long, get on the horse!"

As soon as Jacob heard this, he looked in the air, and sure enough, just as Natasha said, the scarlet smoke was already showing obvious fatigue and was gradually defeating, and the black ghost fog was becoming more and more courageous, and it was already in the trend of black clouds destroying the city.

At the moment, there is no time left to think.

Jacob quickly put the deer song back into the sheath, jumped into the light-colored mixed horse, furrizzled, put his hands around Natasha's waist naturally, and said, "Natasha, let's go!"

Natasha's cheeks flushed, and then she withdrew the spell, and said, "Jacob, hold on tight." Before Jacob could respond, Natasha's reins straightened, and the pale forepaw of the light-colored motley leaped high into the air, making a sharp chirp, and Yu Yu galloped forward.

Jacob only heard the whirring in his ears, and Natasha, who sat in front of him, had a fluttering garment, her hair was as messy as green silk flying, and the fragrance of the girl's milk, the refreshing fragrance of the heart, drilled into Jacob's nose with the wind. ’

Even though he was just an ordinary man, flesh and blood, coupled with Natasha's soft body, he was closely fitting with himself at the moment, and there was a subtle reaction in his body for a while.

"Jacob, don't get distracted, look behind you to see if the black mist is still there. ”

"Good...... Well......" Jacob replied, but he already had a series of question marks in his heart.

He had never expected the weak woman he was holding in his arms to be so capable: he was amazed by the spell he had just cast when he was in danger, the remarkable skill of riding the horse that was now on display, and the calm and composure with which he was at this moment. What kind of woman is this, so deeply hidden?

If she really had such a way, then why was she willing to be bullied when she was surrounded by a few hooligans at the door of the tavern that day, but she had no intention of fighting back.

What's the point?

"How's that going on behind you?" Jacob ......," Natasha asked anxiously again.

Jacob came to his senses and looked behind him, gasping instead.

I saw that the black mist, covering the sky and the sun, and the blood light in the sky, kept flickering, following them closely, less than a centimeter from their little heads.

At such a close distance, Jacob looked into the black mist, and could not help but be in a trance, only to see that in the black air, the ghostly ghosts, swallowing the moon and roaring, and there were countless human faces hidden in the confusion, deformed and hideous. Streams of bloody breath poured out of this black air, pouring out Jacob's face.

"Poof......" Jacob felt sick to his stomach, and his internal organs almost vomited in the bumpy.

"Hurry up and speed up...... They're right behind us......"

"But......" Natasha turned her head anxiously.

"There's no way, this horse is going to die......"