"No way, who the hell are you?" Smoker looked in horror at the figure at the center of the storm. The wind suddenly rose all around, causing the trees on both sides of the road to shake and let out a howling sound like a ghost crying.

Lisa looked down at her palm, also surprised.

"This force is...... Belch? The source of the power was the new tweed pants under her skirt, and the scorching power was pouring out of the tweed pants, spreading all over her body and spreading all around, forming a storm.

Several of the rebellious guards near her were knocked away by the sudden burst of force, and Faun, who was closest to her, was no exception, and the elder Faun was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

When Sally noticed it, she didn't care about anything else and hurriedly rushed to her father's side.

"Dad, are you alright?" Farne opened his eyes and saw his daughter, whose hair was dancing wildly, and although he didn't know where his daughter's strength came from, he might be able to escape.

"I can hold on, let's get out of here." Sally breathed a sigh of relief, helped her father up, and sat down against a tree.

"Father, wait a minute, wait until I get rid of the beast, and then we'll leave." Sally stood up and found that the guards had fled.

When she checked on her father's condition, the guards who had been blown away saw that the situation was not good, so they immediately got up and fled without looking back.

She turned to look at Smoke's gang. Peya was still in control, and Small's sword was already around her neck.

"If you don't want to die, let her go." The mysterious power gave Sally great confidence, and her tone was domineering.

Smoke's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he looked closely at Sally's face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Who the hell is she? Her demeanor and tone are no different from that stinky girl, and she doesn't look like she is possessed by a mysterious creature, but where does the power in her body come from?

Haven't you heard of her learning magic or witchcraft or anything like that? Put? Or don't let go? Under strong mental pressure, Small's brain finally came up with a solution, a bold one.

His sword-wielding hand suddenly stopped shaking, and the blade was a few minutes closer to Peiya's snow-white neck.

"You want her to live, don't you? Then don't come near me, and if you dare to take a step forward, I guarantee that my dwarven steel sword will cut into her neck at the same time. "Whether the other party is the real Sally or possessed by a mysterious creature passing by, as long as she wants this maid to live, she has to be subject to me, this is her weakness!

When Sally heard this, her face suddenly sank.

"Hey, don't stare at me like that, I'm scared, if my hand shakes, it's not good to accidentally hurt her." Smoker is getting more and more adept, and he's done too much to threaten others.

"Miss Sally, leave me alone, just let this guy bury me." Peiya finally recovered from her surprise and gritted her teeth.

"Shut up." Smalle's other paw pinched Peya's cheek so hard that she couldn't speak again.

"Stop, don't touch her!" Sally's eyes were filled with anger, but she didn't move. Seeing this, Smoke's heart was reassured, and he even became proud, thinking that he was pinching her death hole.

"Hehe, Miss Sally, you don't want your friends who grew up together to be hurt, do you?"

"Let her go, I'll let you go." Sally compromised. Hearing this, Smoker became even more proud, and habitually became arrogant: "Hey, Miss Sally, now you are begging me to release people, why do you make it seem like I am begging you to spare your life?" Sally was stunned, is this guy dying?

Why are you still provoking me now?

"So what am I going to do to let her go?" She suppressed her anger and squeezed out a dangerous smile.

Smoker laughed again, this feeling of coercing the strong is really cool, especially when the other party is a woman.

As for the consequences? The severe punishment of failure is death, but it brings a different kind of stimulation and makes him even more excited.

"Lift up your skirt first, and let me see what kind of pants you're wearing today." Smack! Suddenly there was the sound of something falling behind Thermo, and he turned his head to see that it was a tree branch falling on the road.

He didn't care, and quickly withdrew his gaze after a glance, lest the girl take advantage of his distraction to sneak attack.

"Choose, let me see your tweed pants, or watch your friend die." Read the book