Two-two-five Underwater hunters

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The gardener was startled by Karan's sudden murderous aura. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He seemed to see the once unstoppable Rose Lord again, he was silent for a long time, and finally could only shake his head lightly and sighed: "If you insist on this, then I can't help it." But you have to be clear, Karan, there's nothing I can do for you. ā€

"I know, old man, that your not standing against me is already the greatest help. Karan said slowly, "Everyone thinks it's time for me to retire, and you really shouldn't talk. ā€

"Karan, I can understand that you want to wait for a suitable successor, but have you thought about it, how much time do you have to wait?" The gardener also looked at the Messiah on the bed, "How long can you protect your granddaughter? Don't you know what will happen to her if you fall?"

"Do the best I can. ā€

"You don't have much time left. "You should always be aware of that." ā€

Karan was silent as the gardener poked him in the sore spot. As the gardener said, he did not have much time left, and the Messiah was far from ripe in his view.

"You should let her mature as soon as possible. The gardener stared into Karan's eyes, "Just like the previous one." ā€

"The last term was not very happy. Karan whispered, "She carried too many things that shouldn't have been on her back, and then left at a young age. I really don't want her to be like the last one, anyway, she's my granddaughter. ā€

"It's also your weakness. ā€

Karan did not answer, but walked to the Messiah's window again, and reached out tremblingly, trying to caress the Messiah's face. At that moment, the Messiah unconsciously muttered a name, and her voice was very unclear at first. Only when the Messiah dreamed of her brother again, but then he realized that something was wrong, and the Messiah muttered in his sleep clearly:

"Ian. ā€

Karan was stunned. He knew that his granddaughter had a habit of talking in her sleep when she slept, but this was the first time he had heard from her mouth that there was anyone other than her brother Jingmen. So his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air again, and he didn't let it go for a long time.

"What's wrong?" the gardener noticed Karan's stiff back.

Karan slowly withdrew her hand again and said softly, "Maybe I don't need me anymore, someone will take my place and protect her for the rest of her life." ā€

When Karan's words fell, another snow-lotus petal was blown off by the breeze. Whirling floated beside the Messiah's pillow, where was a small cloth bag, on which was a rough girl, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky.

The imperial capital is not quiet tonight, and the forest far from the imperial capital is even more so. Tranquility may never describe the forest, but at all times, beneath that serene surface, there is an undercurrent of danger and scarlet.

The spotted leopard, known as a swift killer by hunters, is an existence that can almost be equated with death in the hearts of the imperial capital. A mutated leopard with patches of colored spots on its fur, like a venomous snake, hence its name. It stands to reason that the animals that live in the forest have their own protective colors, but unlike the spotted leopard, this beast is the most terrifying existence in the forest, as its title suggests.

Even experienced hunters don't want to come to its trouble.

Because it is so fast, ordinary people often only see a burst of light and shadow passing by, and the next moment they can see their chest being broken open by its sharp claws. It stands to reason that leopards shouldn't live in such places, but spotted leopards can thrive in this forest.

Tonight, such a spotted leopard walks slowly through the forest, holding a rabbit that has been bitten to death in its mouth. The bright spots suddenly stood out in the moonlight, so much so that it was easy to ignore its claws and fangs.

It walked on the fallen leaves on the ground and made a rustling sound. Coupled with the sound of the wind passing through the forest, it adds a sense of solemnity and depression, like a knight who is thirsty for murder, even if he is just walking on the road, he can bring unparalleled oppressive power to people.

The spotted leopard walked to a lake.

The lake is not very large, and it is not too much to call it a puddle. It's just that the water of this lake is so clear that you can even see it at a glance during the day. But that couldn't be done on a night like this, and there was only a bright moon on the lake, which became blurry when the breeze stirred up ripples.

The spotted leopard put down its prey in its mouth and slowly walked to the lake. At this time, it was the most alert, and it could be clearly seen that its small ears were pricked up, and its green eyes were scanning through the darkness. Whatever the animal, it is the weakest when it comes to eating and drinking, and "hunters" like the spotted leopard need to keep these potential hidden dangers out of the way.

It was so quiet that only the wind could be heard. The spotted leopard's eyes slowly swept around, but it didn't find anything, so it slowly lowered its vigilance, and its erected ears slowly drooped, slowly lowered its head, opened its mouth, and prepared to drink.

At the moment when its mouth touched the water, a pair of slender arms suddenly stretched out in the water and hugged the head of the spotted leopard. Before the spotted leopard could struggle, a figure escaped from the water. With the help of the moonlight, it was easy to see that the man had a sharp dagger in his mouth.

The spotted leopard reacted quickly, letting out a loud roar and slamming the person hanging from its head in an attempt to shake it off. But the man hugged the spotted leopard so hard that it failed to exert its first force. Then the man's other hand took the dagger in his mouth and stabbed it into the spotted leopard's eye.

Blood splattered out with the Spotted Leopard's wail and onto the man's delicate face. The spotted leopard shook its head again at the moment of being cornered, this time throwing the man out, and then it pounced and bit directly on the man's arm.

In the past, with the bite force of the spotted leopard, it would definitely bite off a person's arm, but for some reason, it found that it could not use its strength, and the weakness spread to all parts of the body at some point. So it failed to bite through the man's arm, and it gave the man a chance to complete the "fatal blow".

There was almost no suspense, in front of the spotted leopard that had lost its strength, the suppressed person turned around dexterously, and once again held the dagger that was inserted in the spotted leopard's eye with his other hand, and then used all his strength to send the dagger into the spotted leopard's brain.

The spotted leopard lost his life in one last wail. It didn't know until it died, why the man attacked it out of the water, and where did its power go?

It couldn't ask, and it didn't have a chance to ask. can only die in convulsions with unwillingness.

The hunt is over.

The hunter took the arm out of the spotted leopard's mouth. Even though the spotted leopard had lost his strength, the blow just now was very fatal, and the fangs of the spotted leopard left two deep wounds on his arms, and the blood could not stop flowing out of the wounds.

The hunter gritted his teeth and untied his turban.

So a short brown hair was exposed to the moonlight, and it turned out to be a woman!

The huntress removed the package she had prepared from a tree, opened it with a black hemostatic medicine, placed it on the wound, and bandaged it with a headscarf. The whole process was very painful, and the huntress turned pale, but she managed not to exhale in pain.

Eventually, she finished the bandaging and slowly stood up, catching a glimpse of a small white flower, which had been crushed in half of the fight she had just had with the spotted leopard, and she took the remaining half of the flower in her hand.

Then she lay down again, using the corpse of the spotted leopard as a pillow, and lifted the mutilated flower to the moonlight.

"This time, I'm not going to be holding back. ā€

Nicole Catherine said.

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