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The archer stopped, thirty meters, this is the archer's most effective range, he has absolute confidence that as soon as Chris appears, his own arrows will immediately shoot through his hands and feet.

To live!

"Poof" There was a sound in the woods in the distance, and the archer's eyes glanced slightly, and the bow and arrow in his hand were still pointing at the bushes.

"It's useless, come out! Your injuries can't wait that long! For the sake of my colleagues in the future..."

A bolt of magic shot at the top of the tree.

The archer's eyes froze, he was behind a tree!

The arrow in his hand pierced through the trunk of the tree, and the magic arrow with the "piercing" did not let him look at it.

However, there were no screams.

There seemed to be a slight flash of clothing behind the tree, and another arrow landed on the bow window.

The magic exploded at the top of the tree, and countless broken branches and green leaves fell.

Not there?

The archer's eyebrows were twisted into the word "Chuan".

A whisper rang from the left: "Here!" as close as if it were spoken close to the ear.

The archer broke out in a cold sweat, first rolled to the right, and then raised the bow, no one!

Suddenly, a magic came at him from behind the tree, and he was still behind the tree!

He smiled coldly, and at a glance he had already decided: this magic would pass by him, and it was still close to his body

Two meters, no threat!

However, this magic that was "not accurate" in his eyes suddenly exploded, blooming with an extremely dazzling light,

For a moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be filled with this dazzling white.

"Ah!" he let out a short, scream, and retreated, but immediately heard footsteps from behind the tree, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the arrow came out of his hand.

"Poof!" was the familiar sound of an arrow entering his body, and the archer was delighted.

Then, with a tremendous force, he struck himself in the chest, with a terrible "kala" sound, and his chest hurt so badly that the archer wanted to scream, but could not scream, because the right hand immediately made the same "kera" sound, followed by the left hand, the right leg, and the left leg.

Several sharp pains came one after another, so painful that the archer could only keep pumping in his throat, and finally, when he fell to the ground, his hands and feet were all gone, and the pain in his whole body made him slump to the ground, his face was flushed, and the cold sweat soaked through his clothes in an instant, and his throat let out a muffled howl, but soon, he couldn't even do this action, two fingers clamped his chin strongly, and then a shake, then a twist, and a "Kara" sound, and then, there was no place in the whole body that could be called by himself.

In a daze, I heard Chris's voice: "If you don't run early, it's too late." ”

A gust of wind blew across his face, and an intermittent voice was heard in the distance:

"By light..."

"Take/you/mom/the..."

"Ka!"

"Poof!"

The archer's heart was desolate.

Finished!

With the exception of his chest, the pain lessened slightly, and the archer opened his mouth and strained to take in each breath.

Although his whole body was in pain, his thinking was clearer, and he suddenly understood the value of Chris's set of skills, which can make people lose their resistance, and at the same time, the constant pain tortures the enemy's body like torture, but it is not really a broken limb, and it is said that it can be restored at any time!

The most important thing is that no amount of magic can cure it, and it makes the Temple of Light helpless, no wonder there is a kind of "if you can't get it, you will destroy it" in the words of the upper echelons.

Footsteps slowly approached, a little staggering.

The archer could hear that his opponent was also not lightly wounded.

Where did my arrow hit him?, the archer tried to open his eyes, but the stinging pain of his eyeball made him abandon the plan for the time being.

"Poof", this is the opponent sitting on the ground.

A faint smell of potion wafted in.

He's healing.

The sound of painful gasps came intermittently, as well as the sound of equipment being taken off and clothes being torn.

With a slight roll of his eyes, the archer felt that his eyes were more comfortable, and he should have been out of blindness, and he slowly opened his eyes to look at the victorious young opponent.

He sat on a grassy area five meters away, his face pale, a few strands of golden half-length hair against his sweaty forehead, at this time, he gritted his teeth tightly, pursed his mouth, there were still a few wisps of blood at the corners of his mouth, the pain was so intense that the jaw protrusion protruded very prominently on his cheek, and he lowered his head to try to remove an arrow from his left leg. With two fingers, he pinched the arrow that pierced the thigh, broke it with force, and then pulled the arrow out of the thigh wound with force, and then poured the healing potion, and after a long time, after the wound healed, he untied the strip of cloth that was tied to the heel of the thigh and threw it on the ground.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and turned his eyes to the archers.

As he carefully stood up from the ground, he took out a water bladder and drank a few sips of water, then tilted his head back on his face, wiped it indiscriminately, and walked back and forth a few steps.

"You are the ...... of the Temple of Light"

Nonsense!, the archer said in his heart.

"Forget it, there's nothing more to ask you," Chriss, shaking his head, looked at him condescendingly, and slowly crouched down, two fingers of his right hand stuck in his throat bone, "Goodbye!"

The archer shook his head in horror, it was the only part he could control freely now, but those two fingers were so strong that he only felt the other fingers slowly tightening, and fear instantly gripped his heart.

"Oh, by the way," the archer gasped greedily as his fingers suddenly loosened, "you asked me a question, and I think I should satisfy this last curiosity of yours." ”

The archer glared at Chris as he struggled to straighten his neck, swallowing with difficulty.

"A big box, enough for forty badger rats, sandwich it between two thorns, and then, when thirty seconds are up, the thorns disappear, and the badgers open the box and come out together," Chrissy said softly, "At that time, it was time for me to do it!

With a "Kara", the archer's body shook and there was no movement.

Without checking their rings, it was enough to know the identity of their Temple of Light, and he used the swamp technique to sink three corpses into the ground.

The Temple of Light could guess that it was Chris, but so what, if the body was not seen, it could only be regarded as missing, and Chris was safe until he completely tore his face.

It was a slap in the face to the Temple of Light.

I know it, and you know it!

It's just that you have to be as careful as possible in the future!

Chris's face was gloomy.

He sighed and walked on.

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The wind passed by his ears, and the slight panting of his breath, and the small sound of some leaves and branches scratching his clothes, and the faint smell of trees and weeds could be faintly smelled between his noses.

It's in the woods!

Pandis didn't make an effort to calm himself down, and I had to be scared to let the weeds on the ground leave clues.

Hopefully, he'll find me!

It was pitch black, she was in a black bag, her hands and feet were tightly tied, and her mouth was stuffed with cloth, which made her throat dry and her hands and feet numb, and she had been in this state since a few hours ago, during which she was only placed on the ground for a moment, and then she was carried on his shoulders and walked forward without stopping.

He didn't say anything along the way, but where exactly was he going to take me? )