"God is merciful, and God is severe. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info does not need the gold coins you bring into the grave, nor does it require you to give up your children, God is so merciful that you don't even need you to remember his name. God has only one requirement for you, to sacrifice the stone as a small price for your regeneration. God is also very severe, and whoever cannot offer a stone, who disobeys God, that is, who breaks his oath and breaks the covenant, will have your soul taken by the Son of God!"

The morning light was faint, and even the cold wind of late autumn could not wake up Joan, who had run wildly last night to avoid the shadow of the tomb, and Fenitz looked at this slender woman on the side, but it was this slender woman who ran through the forest with a frightened back.

"Throw me away and run on your own, I'll just drag my feet. ”

"It's a good idea. ”

"That's not leaving me behind. ”

"You're not just stupid, you're stupid. ”

"Am I not good in your eyes?"

"Nope. ”

Thinking of what Joan told him when the two of them fled for their lives, Fenitz felt that he really didn't understand this woman very well, when he was in the ancient tomb, he was obviously very worried about himself, but he said that it was good to die, and he didn't say a soft word when his life was on the verge of death, "It's not good to be kind, and he always looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away, and he wears a strange scarf to cover his face, let me take a good look at you and unmask you as a woman." ”

The moment Fenitz's hand touched Joan's scarf, the closed eyes suddenly opened, and Fenitz immediately took his hand back.

"Good morning! Fenitz had to talk to him left and right, but there was no one on the left, and no one on the right.

"Hello, pervert. ”

"What do you say, I didn't do anything. ”

"Only a fool would lie with these two words written on his face, unfortunately, you are the fool. Hey, this stuff weighs me down so much. Joan took the necklace from her chest, swept the dust off her body, sat up and stretched, and made a series of bones clashing.

"Nonsense, where is it written!" Fenitz leaned his face close to Joan, who pushed his head away with all her might, "You woman is violent. ”

"The gun hasn't been dropped, loaded. Joan's voice suddenly became smaller.

"My hand hurts, how can I get loaded!" said Fenitz.

"You fool, get down!" Joan immediately drew his silver sword, and at the same time, a gunshot rang out in the grass, and the bullet flew past Fenitz's eyes, causing him to fall to the ground in fright.

"For Mao always beats me!" Fenitz complained as he lay on the ground.

Ignoring him, Joan pulled a throwing knife from her lap and threw it at the grass where the gun rang out, hitting the target, but no one screamed in pain when no one was hurt. Joan felt strange and stood up alone, causing Joan and Fenitz to gasp.

Although his costume was in the style of the Blood Hunter, it was in tatters, he was covered in wounds, suppurated, and looked like an octopus monster full of suckers in the sea, this man had a throwing knife in his hand but didn't realize it, like a walking corpse, and what was even more terrifying was that the face under his hat was exactly the face of a horse, like some doctor with bad tastes who had sewn up the head and corpse of a corrupt dead horse.

"Loser!" Joan blurted out.

This time Fenitz didn't speak, because he was already dumbfounded when he saw the loser in Joan's mouth.

"You don't need to fight us, the Hand of God is looking for you, run away!" Joan said to the attacker, who was already half-human, half-beast.

"I'm afraid he's gone, because he didn't even hit me so close. Fenitz came to his senses and said something that spoiled the atmosphere.

"You still talk about other people!"

"What's wrong with me!"

The loser waved his gun like a stick, and Joan didn't bother to fight with Fenniz, and just as she was about to kill the loser, the sky became dark and the air became cold, not the cold of the morning, but the feeling of being attacked by the biting cold wind in the far north without clothes, and the heart would stop beating!

Fenitz trembled unconsciously, and he tried to raise his head to see that Joan was also shaking all over, and the moment their eyes met, they both saw the fear of the other's soul.

Something fell from the sky, but it was silent when it fell to the ground.

Both Fenitz and Joan sensed something approaching them, Fenniz opened his mouth to say something, Joan thought she couldn't hear anything, but Fenitz only made a gesture of speaking, and did not make a sound.

As the thing passed through the two of them, Fenitz pressed her face to the ground, and Joan turned her head away from the thing with all her strength, and a few cold sweats broke out on her head despite the cold.

What happened next, neither of them saw it, but they heard it clearly, and both of them especially hoped that without these ears, they would not have heard such a terrible sound.

"God, please, spare me!" the loser repeated over and over again, and soon there was the sound of countless swords passing through his body, and the man's voice became weak, "Please, spare me!"

The man was dragged on the ground, and then the man was eaten! The sound was indeed a swallowing sound, yes, like a lot of sand stuck in their throats, and Fenitz and Joan were like putting their ears to the throat of the thing, and with each chew, the scalp-tingling sound came clearly into their ears, like torture to Fenitz and Joan, and for the losers, it was the last step of life.

I don't know how long it lasted, it was like a lifetime for the two of them, and the voice finally disappeared!

As soon as Joan breathed a sigh of relief, she felt something on her shoulder, coming to her face right next to her.

"Fenitz, come and help me!"

"Help, come and save me!"

"Daddy, help me!"

Joan didn't say any of these words, the thing was already on her neck, she knew it was a hand, she knew what it was, but she didn't want to remember what it looked like, and her tears flowed unconsciously because of fear.

For some reason, the hand suddenly left, the cold feeling was disappearing, the darkness was gradually dissipating, and the feeling of oppression was disappearing.

The two of them breathed the air as if they had been reborn, and even the late autumn wind felt warm.

"I'm alive, it's good to be alive!" Fenniz spat out the dirt and grass clippings in his mouth, patting the dust off his face.

"Hey, what was that?"

There was no reply from Joan, no sarcasm from her, and Fenitz looked at Joan, who was sitting there with her hands over her face, and he saw that she was crying, and crying very sadly.

Fenitz walked over and put his arm on her shoulder, "It's okay." ”

"You bastard!" saw Joan look at herself with angry eyes and draw her dagger.

"Don't be impulsive!" Fenitz saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ran away, "I'll fuck off, I'll admit it, can you calm down first?"

Joan didn't mean to chase him, but threw away the dagger and cried even harder.

After a while, Fenitz plucked up his courage and came to Joan's side again, and Joan was not polite, punching Fenitz in the nose, causing him to bleed from his nose.

Fenitz endured the pain and said, "I know you're scared. ”

"I'm not afraid!"

"Anyone can be afraid of such a horrible thing. ”

"You don't understand!"

"Yes, I don't understand," Fenitz sat down, "I'm a rookie, I'm a weak newcomer, I'm not good at swordsmanship, and my marksmanship is poor, I can only rely on you to help me when I fight, I'm a waste, but I think I'm your companion, I want to help you, please, let me live has a little meaning, you can scold me, you can beat me, as long as you can feel better." I just want to say that you're not alone against that thing, and I feel the same way you feel!"

"Thank you. ”