Chapter 152: I Didn't Mean It!
Bill the Bear reacted quickly.
Any father who sees a man with a dagger rushing at his badly wounded son is always quick to react.
Not to mention that he is still a perennial bear king.
Almost instantly, he reacted naturally.
He quickly grabbed Blair's hand with the short sword outstretched, then twisted it back and pushed it with a hand.
Then, all the people looked straight at the bear king.
Because the dagger was in Blair's chest. Poor Blair's eyes were full of disbelief, and he spat blood in his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to distinguish it.
"That's not what I meant! I'm not trying to kill people!"
He wanted to yell.
Is that bastard getting blackfoot!?
Unfortunately, a sharp pain, especially the blood gushing from his throat and eyes, blocked the rest of his words. The strength of the bear king is very strong, and the body of Priest Blair is very weak, and he can't stand such a heavy stab at all, let alone hit the heart. I saw that Blair's eyes quickly dimmed, his head tilted, and he suddenly died.
It all happened between the lights and the fire. It's so fast that it's hard to imagine, and there's no way to stop it. Everyone watched as Blair stumbled past, and then a short sword was stuck in his chest. I could only stare blankly at the bear king, like a duck with a stretched neck.
This is especially true of King Bear. He was at a loss, dumbfounded, and didn't expect things to come to this point. It is a matter of course to find the murderer who harmed his son, but it is another matter to kill an elven moon priest with his own hands!
To know that the status of the Moon Priest in the elven race is unimaginable. Generally, even if a big mistake is made, it can only be sent to the goddess temple for processing. What's more, Blair is not a murderer at all, he is just an accomplice. King Bear didn't even think about killing him.
Until now, he has not figured out the reality, just muttering to himself.
"I didn't mean to, I didn't think it would be like this!"
Bang Bang Bang ~~
Suddenly, the applause attracted the attention of the bear king. I saw Yifeng slapping with a smile on his face.
"Congratulations. Congratulations, Your Majesty, on avenging your son!"
The bear king shuddered and noticed that his hand was still pinching Blair's wrist, and he withdrew his hand like a snake bite.
"I did it, I killed an elven priest?"
It didn't matter if he withdrew his hand, he took advantage of the situation and brought the short sword inserted in Blair's chest, and a stream of blood arrows sprayed the bear king in the face. Blair, who had lost his support, fell on his back. If Blair died just now, it is difficult to save even the immortals.
Yifeng squatted down, closed Blair's dead eyes, looked at King Bear very strangely, and sighed.
"Now you're really killing him!"
Anyone who has been injured by a sword knows that when you are seriously injured, you can't draw your sword at all, and once you pull it out, you will definitely die. Although Bear King Bill is a subconscious reaction, when anyone sees the murder weapon in their hands, they will reflexively throw down the things in their hands. But it is clear that Blair died at the hands of the Bear King.
The stunned crowd also seemed to have lost their sense of self, and everyone nodded in unison. A full look, that's what you do.
The bear king was about to cry too.
"I didn't mean to!
He tugged at his hair like a frenzy.
"It doesn't matter if it's intentional or not!"
This is a normal reaction after an unintentional killing. Yifeng saw that the bear king was about to go crazy, so he quickly got up and patted the bear king on the shoulder, and comforted him softly.
"He deserves it, and he takes the blame!"
To comfort a murderer, it is necessary to find a reasonable reason for his murder. Just tell him that you're killing bad guys. There is no psychological burden for everyone.
King Xiong usually kills people, but it is the first time that he usually loses his temper like this. Life and death on the battlefield are completely different from this situation.
The bear king felt a little better, and swept away Yifeng with a grateful look.
But he listened and then added a sentence leisurely.
"You killed the priest of the elves. I heard that the elves have very small hearts!"
After saying that, Yifeng deliberately snorted at the rest of the envoys of Bartlet, who were stunned on the side. This is a trap set by Yifeng to win over the bear king as an ally. The elves are an arrogant and arrogant race that considers themselves to be the darlings of the heavens. Anything that offends them, they will continue to haunt them. Therefore, being vindictive is another attribute of theirs.
Sure enough, a word woke up the dreamer. King Bear reacted quickly.
There are so many eyes here, and the matter cannot be hidden! And now all the bear king has to do is to exterminate all the people of Batlet, and not one of them can be spared.
None of them coincidentally, the people of the Bartlet's emissaries also woke up, and they shouted incoherently one by one.
"Oh my God! they killed Priest Blair!"
But this sentence cost them their own lives. Originally, Bear King Bill still had a little soft-heartedness, but in this way, he couldn't do it if he couldn't think about it. For what an uproar it would have caused if someone had escaped and reached the ears of Bartlet!
Yifeng glanced at these stupid children with pitiful eyes, sighed, and pulled Luo Xiaoqi, who was looking at the lively, and said.
"Let's go! Let's go out! Make it easier for others to do things! The scene below is very bloody, not for a child like you!"
When Yifeng and the others walked out of the door, they heard the eerie wave of Bill, the bear king, and gave an order.
"Up, give it to me!
Suddenly, the swords and swords in the cave screamed again and again.
Yifeng covered Luo Xiaoqi's ears, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed faintly.
"Hey, my brother is still too soft-hearted! I can't see this kind of scene of fighting and killing!"
Everyone: "......".
If there is no accident, the Bartlet's emissaries will be wiped out. If one escapes, it proves that King Bear is not a hero.
Clearly, King Bear did it. Halfway through the fight, the screams became inaudible. King Bear strode out, facing Yifeng directly.
Cleaning up the battlefield is not a job for a tribal leader. King Bear had obviously cleaned up beforehand, and his whole body was clean without a trace of blood, but a compelling smell of blood could not be diluted.
"Who the hell are you!? Why do I think everything that happened today seems to be inexplicable?" )