However, there was still a trace of wisdom in Joseph's heart, he looked at Alam not far away, endured the discomfort in his heart, stood up again, and walked in front of Almu in a few steps. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, the sturdy prairie man was already sitting on the ground weakly, his injuries looked serious, but as he watched José approach, he almost struggled to crawl in front of the child. Looking at Joseph's eyes, he didn't have much gratitude, but stared at Joseph vigilantly like a dying beast, obviously worried that Joseph would be bad for the child.

"You don't have to look at me like that, I don't want your heads. José glanced at Alam helplessly, his face was covered with blood, but his eyes were as bright as a falcon, and the child behind him was a little boy who looked to be seven or eight years old, although he was also gray-faced, but his clothes were quite gorgeous, and he wore a lot of chains around his neck that looked like all kinds of gemstones, and although his face was also red, his skin was fair, not as dark and rough as ordinary steppe children.

Hearing José say this, Alam's face softened a little, but his eyes still looked very vigilant. This made Jose not even bother to talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly: "Forget it, if you don't believe it, I'm still in a hurry, and your pursuers may catch up again, so you better hurry up!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to pat his ass and leave.

"Mr. Magician...... Please wait a minute!" Before Joseph could go far, a slightly immature cry came, and he turned his head in confusion, only to find that it was the child who had been silent all along.

"Little one, is there anything else you need?" José was stunned for a moment, but smiled again and looked at him patiently. The child's face was flushed, and his voice was a little hoarse, obviously very nervous, but when he looked at Joseph's gentle smile, he mustered up the courage to say, "Uncle Alam is seriously injured, since you are a noble magician...... Can you treat him?"

José glanced at Almu suspiciously, only to find that the fierce steppe man had turned pale and fainted with his eyes closed. Presumably, this child is so anxious, so he mustered up the courage to ask for help.

Jose frowned, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart: although he also knew some magic spells, most of them were offensive and defensive magic that he learned from Su Ya, and as for those light-based healing spells, he didn't know any of them.

The boy looked at him with a hesitant expression, and thought that Joseph was stingy with his magic and unwilling to heal Almu's wounds, so he hurriedly touched it in his arms a few times, and took out a delicately shaped scimitar, the scabbard was tattooed with some steppe characters and beast totems, and the handle of the knife was inlaid with a few precious stones, which seemed to be of great value.

"Mr. Magician, this knife was given to me by my father Khan on my birthday, and my mother said that this knife can be exchanged for a lot of gold outside the grassland, as long as you are willing to save Uncle Almu, I am willing to exchange this scimitar for ......" The child's eyes were red, obviously very reluctant to use this scimitar, but in order to save Alam, he still held back his tears and handed the scimitar over.

When Joseph saw him like this, he didn't know how to explain it, and just as he was at a loss, the Messiah did not know when he appeared behind him, and then stepped forward and glanced at Alam who was already unconscious on the ground.

"Let me try!" Messiah's tone was very flat, ignoring Joseph's somewhat surprised eyes, he directly bent down and probed Alam's chest with his hand, and then with a touch of her fingertips, a golden light seeped into the warrior's body.

Although the child didn't know who this beautiful woman who suddenly appeared was, when he heard that Messiah was treating Alm, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he no longer cared about anything else, but looked at her expectantly, not daring to say anything more, for fear of disturbing Messiah.

Sure enough, after the golden light of the Messiah seeped into Almu's chest, Almu's closed eyes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes, although he was still in a trance, but after seeing the anxious boy, Alam's eyes suddenly brightened a lot.

"Mao Die'er...... Are you alright? ...... them. How could they be here?" Seeing that the boy was safe and sound, Alam had just a little peace of mind, but when his eyes saw Joseph and Messiah again, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but he couldn't help but struggle to get up at all.

"Uncle Alam, you're awake!" The boy saw that he was awake, hugged him a little excitedly, then turned his head and pointed to the Messiah and Joseph and said, "Don't worry, they are all good people, well, it was this big sister who woke you up!"

When the Messiah heard him say this, a trace of unnaturalness flashed on his face, and the female elf shook her head, and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "The meridians of your whole body were once destroyed by a violent fighting qi, and later forcibly urged the fighting qi in the battle, the damage was too deep, and you lost too much blood...... I can keep you awake for a short time, but I'm afraid you won't last long. ”

As soon as the boy heard this, his eyes immediately turned red with anxiety, and he hurriedly said to the Messiah: "No, big sister, you are so powerful, there must be a way to save Uncle Almu, please ......"

When Joseph saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but soften, he glanced at the Messiah, only to find that the female knight only shook her head with a complicated expression.

"Mao Die'er, don't cry, you are the son of the great wolf god! no matter what happens, be strong!" Alamu listened to the Messiah's words, just shook his head, it seemed that he also knew his situation, but gritted his teeth and said solemnly to the boy called Mao Fall.

Mao Die'er held back the tears in her eyes and looked at Almu with a sad face. Alam smiled reluctantly, and then turned his head to Joseph and Messiah to the side.

"Two," Alam looked at the two of them with difficulty, as if he was a little hesitant, and finally he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up and sat up, "I know I don't have long to live, cough cough ......" Speaking of this, he coughed violently a few times, and with the violent gasp, blood mixed with spit flowed from the corners of his mouth.

But Almat's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he shook his head and said, "I know that neither of you is an ordinary person, so can you do me a favor before I die......" His wheezing sound was like a bellows with a hole in it, thick and disordered.

"Please take this child, take away Mao Die'er! Even if I, Almu, die, I, am willing to turn into cattle and horses in the next life to repay your great kindness!" Almu seemed to fall into madness, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Take him away from the grassland, please take him out of here, the bloodline of the Duoyan Department cannot be broken!"

José listened to his words, and couldn't help but sigh lowly, this guy had tried his best to protect Mao Die'er before, but now he was willing to let himself take Mao Die'er, I am afraid that after he died, Mao Die'er would definitely be difficult for a child to escape the pursuers, so he could only pin his hope on them.

"We can get him out of here safely," the Messiah said coldly, but José couldn't help but be a little surprised, "but...... You'll have to tell us who you're coming from, and we don't want to just take an unidentified child on the road. ”

Alam's eyes were a little hesitant, and he smiled weakly and bitterly, "We are from the Duoyan Department of the Geerqin Grassland, and I am the head of the personal guard in front of the Duoyan King's tent, Almu. As for Maudiel, he was the child of my brother who died in battle...... A month ago, the traitor Wuya colluded with the Lou Fu tribe to attack the Duoyan tribe, and the king of Duoyan died in a battle, and more than 50,000 people were captured...... Even if I die, I can't let my brother's only bloodline fall into the hands of those guys!"

Messiah suddenly sighed, then looked into Almat's eyes, and said lightly: "I can promise you to take this child away from the steppe and protect his safety." ”

Hearing her say this, Alam's eyes, which were already a little scattered, suddenly flashed a hint of brilliance, and he looked at Mao Die'er beside him, and finally smiled calmly and slowly closed his eyes.

It's just that what surprised Jose was that Mao Dieer was surprisingly not crying at the moment, he just clenched his fists, his face was full of sadness, and his body trembled slightly because of excitement, but he just endured it and didn't shed a single tear.

Then Mao Die'er suddenly pulled out the scimitar in his hand, and almost frantically plunged into the grass on the side, digging hard, digging the turf and the soil. He stabbed again and again, and he quickly dug a hole, but after all, he was a child, and his physical strength was obviously unable to accomplish these things.

Neither Joseph nor the Messiah stopped him, they both knew in their hearts what kind of pain this child was suffering, but seeing him like this, Joseph chanted an earth-based magic, and suddenly a man-sized pit was sunken in the ground, and Mao Dieer watched Joser complete the magic blankly, and there seemed to be a look of longing in his eyes.

With José's help, Maudiel quickly dragged Alam's body into the pit, and then he took a deep breath, bit his lip tightly, and forced himself to endure the sadness in his heart, and sang a long, ancient steppe song. The boy's childish voice was hoarse, and it sounded with the wind on the prairie.

At the end of the song, Mao Die'er's face turned extremely pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and then he did something that surprised Jose a little: he untied the scimitar he wore at his waist and placed it on the chest of Almat's corpse.

"Uncle Alam, you are the most heroic warrior of the Duoyan Tribe, may your flesh and blood return to the land of the steppe, and may your soul be accompanied by the great wolf god for a long time......"

After Mao Die'er did these things, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his body staggered towards Joseph, who saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but he didn't expect him to kneel directly in front of Joseph, desperately shouting loudly:

"Mr. Magician, please take me in mercifully, even if I stay with you and be your humble servant, I am willing! I only hope that you will grant me a request...... Teach me how to avenge this sea of blood! I, I'm willing to exchange everything, even if it's with my loyalty and my life!"

The boy's eyes were full of tears, but his tone was extremely resolute.