"Clodia, you don't have a formal magic guide armament, which is commonly known as a magic guide, the next battle will be quite troublesome, you have to protect yourself, and when you find the right one, equip you, you are joining the battle, now you can only support in the rear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info We've got the trap ready, and now it's up to us how many fish run in. Mora patted Crotea on the shoulder and said.

This place is backed by the cliff, there is no cover around, there seems to be no suspicious place, Mora and the others fled to this place, their faces are in a hurry, as if they are being chased and killed, at this time a group of people stand on the edge of the cliff, and the small movement causes the dust and stone chips to roll, scattered under the cliff.

"Hehe, it seems that there is no escape. The pursuers appeared in front of them one by one, blocking their path tightly, "Captain Mora, I'm afraid I don't have much combat ability from just now now. Can you still carry these burdens to fight your way out? ”

"Phew! Traitor. The young and vigorous Terry raised the sword in his hand, and a brilliant magic array converged on the sword, sweeping towards the enemy, "Death to the crosser!"

"Lord Terry, why give up a good future for the sake of one person, don't you always have to look forward?" replied the man, looking at the deep marks in the ground made by Terry's magic.

"There's not much to say. If you want to fight, you will fight. Terry stopped in front of Mora and the others.

"Lord Terry's power is well known, but I don't know if you have heard of an old troubadour. The man stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, "'Ginger is still old and spicy', do it!" The words fell, and the remaining members of the Mora squad suddenly attacked again, two of them attacked Terry, who had their backs to them, and the others attacked Mora, who was protecting Clodia. Their hideous expressions were like those of hell, and they grinned as if they had seen Mora's death and the heroic power in their hands.

"Poof!" Terry spat out a piece of blood from his mouth as he laughed sarcastically, "Hahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?" the man began, looking with some unease at where Mora and Clotea were standing, with only two bloody coats and a few leaves. A group of people hurried over the line drawn by Terry, checking to see if the two men might be jumping off the cliff. The next moment, Terry's blood-spitting laughter appeared in everyone's ears again, and the man turned his head to look at Terry, and a huge chill hit his heart. One of the men who had attacked Terry grabbed him by the collar and questioned him loudly.

"What about them? What about them?"

"Bah, traitors, sure enough, you bastards who betrayed Winter Town, no loss, no loss!!" Terry looked at the line drawn over there and sneered, "Those who cross the line, !! die, cut the sword." Terry's sword made a graceful arc and fell exactly between the lines, and a strong wind pressure blew everyone on the cliff to stagger. The sound of the rock breaking amazed everyone.

"Oh no, get out of here! This madman wants to die with us. Everyone tried to leave this ghost place against the strong wind pressure, but it was only a small step forward despite all their might, and the sound of the cliff layer breaking was getting clearer and clearer, and the moment of inclination made some people scream, they gathered together in a panic and wanted to rely on the collective strength to get out of the wind pressure, but there was no point in doing so, "Damn, damn you, you actually blew yourself up with the magic guide armament." You madman. ”

"Traitors and greedy people! Let's do it together. Terry's unbridled laughter stood out in the panicked crowd, and the huge cliff head began to fall towards the ground as if it had been cut off by something, and the screams echoed through the mountains.

At this time, Clotea, who was held in Mora's arms, involuntarily tightened the gray coat on her body, and she looked at Mora, tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Aunt Mora, is this what you mean by counterattack? Terry ......"

"Terry, he's protecting Winter Town with his will, and not just for you. Mora led her on a swift run, escaping from the woods where she would be hunted at any moment.

"But, but......" Clotea choked up and couldn't speak. Mora hatefully smashed the scissors into a few nearby trees, smashing a few people and then speeding forward again. The two of them did not speak, only a few figures smashed by Mora from time to time, and the howling mountain wind echoed in Crodia's ears.

Mora, who was about to leave the Chaser Forest, looked at the road ahead and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she was about to say something, when a cold light flashed, she looked at the flying arrows in shock, where was this coming for her, it was clearly coming at Clotea in her arms, her giant scissors separated one, and branches shot out from the woods, back and forth, just to prevent her from taking Clotea out of this forest. Her eyes raced to her surroundings, but she couldn't find the direction of the archer.

"Yang Yan Vision. Aunt Mora, I'm coming. Clodia's red eyes were shrouded in a layer of flames, she looked at the direction where the arrow was fired, quickly looking for the other party's location, and soon she found the other party, broke away from Mora's protection, and conjured a long sword in her hand, blazing red, "Flames, Red Lotus Sword Dance!"

"Be careful, Clodia!" Ron who suddenly appeared here happened to see the scene of Clothea's attack, and when he exhaled this, the fire attack fell, burning the entire forest, and she turned her head to look for the source of the sound, but saw the scene she least wanted to see. Blood stained her eyes red. Ron also roared angrily with a "burst" and terrifying speed, and instantly appeared by Crodia's side, and he caught Mora who blocked the fatal arrow for Clotea. However, Mora's injuries left both of them powerless.

"Don't, don't. Aunt Mora. Crothea had never felt that her tears were so worthless, what had happened in the past few days was a pain she had never experienced, she tried to stop the blood for Mora, but she could not do anything to watch Mora's body disappear on half of it.

"Good boy, good boy. Well, you're a little devil in Winter Town, how can you cry. Ahem. Mora's voice was choppy, and her bloody hands touched Crodia's face, and then looked at Ron, who had rushed over.

"Little Ron, Clotea is going to be handed over to you, don't let her die. Mora put Crodia's hand into Ron's hand, "Protect her, definitely, definitely......"

"Aunt Mora......" Although Ron doesn't have much contact with Mora, he knows that the aunt in the tavern is very gentle and gentle, although she always teases his relationship with Saya when he often makes seasonings, and always says that he is old, but once there is a task in the town, she will always be the first one. And now, she was lying on the cold ground like Uncle Locke, and he always felt as if he was going to do something for her, and he squeezed Crotea's hand and nodded his head fiercely. Mora also hugged her giant scissors under his earnest performance, and closed her eyes forever.

"Aunt Mora!!" Clotea's sorrow spread farther and farther throughout the mountains and forests.

After leaving the woods, Crotea fell silent, and Ron took her hand and patted her on the shoulder, signaling that everything was all right and ready to leave, and the two of them would mourn the late Mora before leaving. Crotia let Ron pull him to the graveyard of Mora, and he spoke:

"Aunt Mora, Crotea and I are leaving, I hope you can live happily in another world. ”

"Ron, I want to kill. Clodia's fiery red hair blew out of the wind, and circles of fire were released from her forehead.

"Crodia, if you want to kill someone, then listen to me, okay?" the corners of Ron's mouth grinned slightly, "It's just right, I was also very depressed from the beating, and I woke up two days ago and had some more knowledge in my head, which happens to be available now." Crodia's fiery eyes looked at him, and she quickly put away the flames from her body.

"We first need to figure out our current strength, as well as those people searching in this mountain forest, and formulate reasonable traps. Ron was drawing something on the ground, and in a moment, he drew all the places he had walked before, even the distribution of the enemies during the time he had walked.

"As long as you can take me to kill, I don't care about any information. It's better now, immediately, right now. Clotea stared at Ron.

"I've fought the guy who ruined our town, and we're not going to have a chance of winning without something. Ron said seriously, "You also know my ability, and the flesh alone is no match for those magicians and warriors. So a perfect plan is necessary. ”

"You're such a rambling fellow. Crotea's whip swept around a branch and jumped up the branch, "Call me." ”

"Hey, why don't you come and think about it. Ron looked helplessly at Crodia's appearance and looked down at the map he had drawn.

After a break, Ron and Clotea returned to the blood-colored forest.

"From now on, let's start hunting. ”