Chapter 1253: Danger (5)

"Being a parent, it's different from before, I don't have children, but I think I am you, you should be the same as you, you are my child, my family won't feel distressed if you suffer such pain?" Dylan really felt sorry for her, she held her stomach, she could only lean on his lap, Dylan patted her gently, touched her head, and was gentle like what the usual hardcore Dylan said, "Silly boy, okay, okay." "It's like being beaten when she was a child, Dylan went to coax her, comforted her, and after the beating, she gave a candy to some delicious food that she couldn't eat on weekdays, and gave her medicine to rub her wounds.

Moro bit the handkerchief and made a muffled sound, and then Moro took out the handkerchief himself, and those people were passing the knife, "I didn't hurt when I was a child." ”

Dylan couldn't laugh or cry, who knew she still had the strength to say this, "Cut, I'm talking about the past again." ”

"Hmm......" The men continued to stab, Morro's hands clenched tighter, and he spoke intermittently, "When I was in school, you ...... Hit better than this...... It hurts a lot...... It's so ruthless that you can break several rattans in one beating. Morosto spoke to Dylan to distract himself, his face twisting in pain.

"Then the older you are, the worse you are when you were a child?" Dylan knew what she meant.

"I didn't know before...... Think you and your father are too harsh...... I felt that it hurt too much to be beaten...... Every time I was beaten, I was going to die...... But...... Now think about it...... You and your father are still merciful......" Moro chuckled, only to relax a little, and the tears of pain rolled down in an unbearable sound.

Wheezing softly, the muffled grunt was also fragmented, obviously the pain was tight.

Dylan clenched her body, not knowing how to comfort her, "It's going to be right now." ”

The scars were getting more and more, and Stella knew that it was Moro who was hurting for her, and stood there and looked at Moro helplessly, "Mom...... Sorry ......"

Dylan shook his head at Stella, "It's okay, your mom she's fine, you're fine, don't let them hurt you again." ”

Morrow smiled gratefully at Dylan when he heard this, and then bit the handkerchief violently again, this time it obviously hurt even more, and Dylan looked up to see that those people were applying some kind of potion to Stella's wound.

Through the handkerchief, Dylan could hear Morrow's soft voice, and Morrow rarely made a sound when he was beaten, and this time it obviously hurt badly. Dylan's heart also tugged at Morrow's voice.

Moro woke up in pain, but the tears of pain fell, and when her eyes blurred, she found that Adler was gone, but at the same time, the puppets no longer carved damage on Stella.

Moro breathed a sigh of relief, Francis and Lorenzo were still fighting over there, and at this moment Dylan glanced at the time, "Lorenzo!" ”

Lorenzo turned his head in response, ready to get out,

Moro is still patrolling looking for Adler, but he can't find it anywhere, which is not a good thing, Adler's Yin Damage moves are quite a lot.

Lorenzo and Francis dismantled the catacombs in all stripes, and there were ruins bombarded with blood everywhere, just as they were talking, Francis hit again, and hit over, Lorenzo had never seen Francis's such a difficult opponent after giving blood, Lorenzo had no time to continue to entangle with Francis, Lorenzo used seven points of blood power to force Francis back this time, "Francis, you have impressed me, it turns out that you have also completed the blood award." ”

Francis's signature smile, even his eyebrows curled, making people forget that it was a fight, and he avoided answering, "It's my honor to impress Lord Lorenzo." ”

Lorenzo swung his sword and pulled a sword flower, the sword light stopped, and the blood power around Lorenzo gradually weakened, Francis didn't know what to do, "Why Lord Lorenzo, this is admitting defeat?" I remember that Lord Lorenzo was not such a cowardly person. ”

Lorenzo snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning, what's the hurry?" Francis didn't intend to stop, and Lorenzo wondered how the man was smiling and striking, with every blow being precise.

"Why do you have to choose Adler, no matter where you look at it, the strength of the Demon Secret Alliance, no matter how you look at it, it should be what you should choose." Lorenzo raised an eyebrow.

"No, I like the more challenging angles." Francis chuckled, and smiled quite brightly.

Compared with Lorenzo's hard lines, Francis is more feminine, in the darkness of the cave, like poppies growing in the dampness, so beautiful that they seem to be sunny, but in fact they are afraid of light.

Lorenzo is another form, powerful and confident, defiing everything, a pair of eyes are full of fierce color, as if the ice edges shot out of the ice lake that have not melted for thousands of years have sharp edges and corners on each side, and the slightest look at each other will be shot and stabbed. His powerful aura makes everyone who comes close to him be turned away, but Francis in front of him is an exception.

"That'...... What exactly do you want? Just an Adler? Lorenzo drew his sword again, and the sparkle of the sword illuminated Francis's delicate face, Lorenzo had always been so confident that his sword never missed.

The sword is deadly, only this time Lorenzo's sword is not the key but the sleeve.

On the wrist of the left arm, the person who gave the blood should have a scar of a cross, which could not be removed no matter what, the sword flashed, Francis's sleeve was cut open, Francis was shocked, and there was no cloth protection on the entire forearm.

And the smooth arm appeared in front of him, there was nothing on it, and the smooth skin was whiter than the soft skin of a girl.

He didn't even give blood, Lorenzo has always believed in evidence rather than inference, he thought at first that Francis's blood power that could fight against him should be because of blood teaching, but he thought that Francis's origin should not be given blood, and he felt strange, so he personally verified that Francis did not give blood.

Francis also felt that something was not good, and immediately stopped.

"Oh! Mistress Francis doesn't want to continue? Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, his eyes glancing over Francis's pink arm.

"The belt is damaged, and it would be rude to beat it again, Lord Lorenzo." Francis laughed, with a rather sincere look.

"My lord just asked me what I wanted, and I just wanted one thing." Francis has a nice voice, with a hint of charm.

"I'm going to ...... All. Francis1 bowed slightly, half-swinging his sword in mid-air. Read the latest chapter of "Prince of the Blood: Iris Unfallen Claw Book House" for free for the first time.