"Why should I listen to your command?!" retorted Luina without even thinking about it. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info A third-level warrior and a fourth-level warrior encountered a hungry fifth-level violent bear, and there was absolutely no chance of survival.

As soon as the words fell, the violent bear roared angrily and pounced in the air, and Mark rolled sideways and easily dodged. Luina was surprised to see Mark's calm appearance and his calmness when avoiding the violent bear, and suddenly had a glimmer of confidence in a strange boy for no reason.

"Maybe he can really take me to fight this violent bear. Luina thought to herself, and quickly got up and waited.

The Storm Bear is a power-type monster, and its huge stature is a little unwieldy in the trees, which gives Mark and Luina a a space to dodge, and the most important thing in the woods is the giant trees that are hundreds of years and thousands of years old.

Time passed little by little, and although Storm Bear was exhausted by the two of them, Mark and Luina were already a little overwhelmed. And the damage caused by the two to the storm bear is minimal. Mark's strongest blow was a bit of skin on the bear, and Luina was slightly better, but her sword only pierced a third of the way. With the thick flesh of the violent bear, this injury can be completely ignored.

Seeing that most of the Violent Bear's strength had been consumed, and the advance and retreat were no longer as flexible as before, Mark knew that the time had come to decide the final victory. He dragged his tired body and shouted as he dodged:

"Luina, brace yourself and prepare for the final blow. See that little handful of white hair on its chest? ”

Attacking the Storm Bear's chest is definitely a deadly rhythm, even if it is a one-hit kill, the Storm Bear's death-defying counterattack will leave the attacker dead.

Hearing Mark's shout, Luina bit her lip and said nothing. She didn't know what her chances of survival would be if Mark had told her, but although she hadn't been with Mark for long, she somehow believed in this boy who didn't know his name.

"Maybe—maybe he really has a way?" Luina thought to herself, "If it hadn't been for his puff, I'd have died long ago." Who would believe that the two of us could fight a level 5 violent bear for so long?"

"Trust me! Luina, this is our only chance of winning!" Mark felt like he was about to collapse, and the more than an hour of entanglement was mainly due to Mark's attention to attract the Violent Bear, and his physical exertion was also the greatest.

"Okay, at best, I'll give you back this life!" Luina's eyes firmed.

"I'm not going to let you die!" Mark grinned reluctantly.

After a few breaths, just as Storm Bear stood up on his feet again and roared, Mark suddenly turned sideways: "Right now!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Luina ran with all her might, sword in hand, straight towards the bear, and finally jumped to her feet, stabbing at the white fluff on the bear's chest like a vigorous swallow. In her eyes, the Storm Bear waved two huge bear paws thicker than her waist, waiting to slap her into meat sauce.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, closer, closer, and Luina could even smell the thick fishy stench exhaled from the storm's nose.

"Am I going to die?" she closed her eyes, waiting for the moment when her body was slapped into a meatloaf, as if a hundred years had passed, and she did not wait for the severe pain in her body, nor did she wait for the fear of death. Coming to my ears was the screams of the raging bears. The last thing she felt before she fell unconscious was that the sword in her hand had successfully pierced into the body of the violent bear, piercing deeply, reaching the hilt.

Mark's face was so pale that he fell to his knees, and the spiritual attack he sent out with his current mental power could only make the violent bear flutter for a short second, but fortunately he succeeded at the last moment, and the ensuing sharp pain in his brain made him spin around and almost faint.

The bear roared bitterly at the fatal blow, and fell to the ground in a heavy state.

After a short rest, Mark felt his strength recover slightly, and he endured the sharp pain in his brain and walked to Luina's side, only to find that Luina was still injured in the final blow, and was cut by the Storm Bear from the shoulder to the waist with a deep wound, which was not fatal but dangerous if it was allowed to bleed.

Looking at the snow white that appeared under Rouina's torn clothes by bear claws, Mark hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and slowly took off her torn clothes until only the last strand of her torn bandeau remained on Rouina's upper body. Looking at the thrilling wound, Mark gasped, and the hot heat that had just risen dissipated like a basin of cold water in the blink of an eye, Mark calmed down, first used the clothes he had torn up before to help Luina wipe the bruises on the side of the wound, and then took out the village's home-made gold sore medicine from his waist and sprinkled it evenly on the wound.

The effect of the gold sore medicine is good, and soon the blood from the wound will stop flowing and will slowly start to scab over. Mark breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of these. After his spirit relaxed, he noticed the girl's already developed breasts, one chest was bloody, and the other was as white as snow, which made him feel inexplicably dry.

In his previous life, Mark was still a virgin, and he really didn't have much resistance to this temptation. Just as his trembling hand was about to touch the snowy mountain, Luina coughed softly, causing Mark to retract his hand in a flash of lightning. And Luina opened her eyes slightly.

"Ahh

A terrifying scream of decibels was heard in the forest. The birds and small beasts within miles around them flew in shock. Mark, who was in the center of the sound source, subconsciously covered his ears.

After Luina screamed, she panicked and pulled up the tattered dress beside her to cover her upper body, and shouted:

"Y-you!"

"I'll take care of your wounds, or you'll die. Mark struggled to make the expression on his face look innocent.

"Who wants you to deal with it? do you get my consent?" Luina looked down at her body and saw that a layer of gold sore medicine had been sprinkled on the wound, which had stopped the bleeding. And the pants on the lower body are still on my body, there is no trace of passivity, and I feel a little at ease.

Mark was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, and he had nothing to say thinking of his dirty thoughts just now.

"Y-did you just see everything?" Louina asked, though she knew the answer in her heart.

"This-" Mark didn't know how to answer for a moment, did he answer that he had seen it or not? Looking up and seeing Luina looking at him with a wary face, Mark blurted out:

"Yes. ”

In an instant, Mark realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly added: "But I didn't see it clearly." ”

"See? don't you see clearly?" Luina was stunned for a moment, and then became angry, "You're still going to see clearly, right?"

"No! no! absolutely not that means!" Mark really wanted to slap himself, it was really getting darker and darker, you think you are still on Earth now, and you can tease girls at will?

"You-" Luina's face flushed, and she grabbed a stone from the ground and was about to smash it at Mark. Luina was already weak before, and she had lost too much blood, but now when she bent down and stood up again in excitement, she immediately caused insufficient blood supply to her brain, and she fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and fainted again.

"Uh-" Mark saw that Luina fainted again, should he save it or not? Looking at the moving body from afar, Mark patted his head: "Of course I saved it, but if I don't save it, I won't save it." ”

Mark took off his coat and put it on Luina with great effort, and then moved her under a big tree to see that it was not too late, it seemed that he was going to spend the night here tonight, fortunately, this storm bear should be the king of this mountain, and other monsters should not dare to come over with its breath.

After tossing for a long time, Mark was already hungry, so he lay down on his side next to Luina, took out a few slices of bread from his satchel and ate them. After dinner, it was getting dark, and Mark found some firewood and lit a bonfire. Then he sat cross-legged and began to practice the Way of Destruction.

The first part of "The Way of Destruction" is to meditate on a demon imp, this demon imp has been deeply imprinted in Mark's memory, and all he has to do is to condense the whole ten thousand strange runes on the whole body of this demon imp in his mind with spiritual power. After that, this demon imp will always exist in Mark's mind, and the stronger the spiritual power, the more condensed the demon imp will be, and the more powerful the witchcraft will be.

Some of the ordinary witchcraft techniques in the game don't have a complete demon for you to meditate, the simplest is just a few rune combinations, and the advanced ones are just some special substances formed by one or two thousand runes. The more advanced the rune of meditation, the stronger the strength will be, and the more difficult it will be to cultivate.

When he was practicing, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't know how long it was, Mark felt some movement next to Luina, he opened his eyes, and the bonfire in front of him didn't know when it had been extinguished, and Luina next to him seemed to be whispering something. Mark leaned over to her lips to hear clearly:

"Water-water-"

Mark took out a leather pouch from his satchel and shook it, and there was still half a bag of water in it. He unscrewed the leather pouch and brought it to Luina's mouth. accidentally touched her forehead in the dark, and found that Luina's forehead was very hot.

"Fever?"

Mark frowned, as a martial artist, he rarely got sick. It was also because Luina's injury was too serious, and it was caused by her urgency just now. Mark couldn't help but think of the bottle of recovery potion that he couldn't take out at this time, if he had even such a drop in his hand at this moment, he wouldn't have to worry.

"Cold-so cold-" Luina muttered, her body subconsciously leaning towards Mark, who shook his head helplessly and opened his arms to hold Luina in his arms. Perhaps because of the warmth in Mark's arms, the groggy Luina fell asleep again.

And Mark hugged such a warm nephrite, his nose was close to Luina's ear, smelling the peculiar fragrance of the girl, and he couldn't help but feel ape. Feeling the imminent movement of his body, Mark hurriedly put his mind on the demonic imp, closed his eyes and began to meditate, and his mind gradually shifted to cultivation.

When the bright moon was in the sky, everything was silent, and occasionally a few roars of demon beasts could be heard in the mountains and forests. A man and a woman hugged each other tightly in the moonlight, the girl rested her head on the boy's chest, sleeping soundly, while the boy held the girl tightly in his arms, frowning slightly, his eyelids twitching a few times from time to time, as if he was preoccupied with thinking about something. Not far from where the two were lying, a three-meter-long bear was lying on the ground, dead for a long time.

The night is thick, and a beautiful picture of poetry spreads out between heaven and earth......