"You ...... guy"

Jiuyu Maiya, who was kicked away by the gun, was kicked by Yan Feng Qili's kick, and his hands hurt violently, and he fell to the ground again under the impact. ?Eight? One Chinese? (8) ??. (1) 8?1?Z?

Yan Feng Qili threw a disinterested glance at Kuyu Maiya, who was trying to get up on the ground, and his eyes were full of hatred, and then he kicked his soft and defenseless abdomen at random.

"Ahh......h

Maiya was kicked by this kick and rolled over, fell face up to the ground, ** twice, and fainted motionless.

After that, Yan Feng Qili looked at the man's wife, the silver artificial man, Alice Phil, with numb and cold eyes.

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"Scarlet Flame Bullet, Twenty Bullets!"

Facing the few tentacle miscellaneous soldiers summoned by the fleeing caster in front of him to block his pursuit, Liu Ling didn't bother to draw his sword at all, and raised his hand to shoot out twenty crimson flame bombs continuously.

This trick, which was once used by Faye Wong, completely changed in quality and quantity in Liu Ling's hands.

I saw crimson flame missiles shoot out one by one, cutting through the surrounding air, like a series of flame lines, directly beating the miscellaneous soldiers into shai.

"Hmph, that guy is really fast, like a rabbit."

Staggered with the tentacle monsters that had been beaten into color, Liu Ling, who had not diminished, looked at the caster who was running fast after casting magic in front of him, and muttered to himself.

The current Liu Ling has already developed seventy percent of his fastest degree, but the degree of escape of the caster in front is not inferior to the current Liu Ling, and the distance between the two is still maintained at more than six hundred meters.

Moreover, Caster also summoned one or two monsters from time to time to block Liu Ling's progress, making this distance increase unabated.

Fortunately, Liu Ling has the ability of Crimson Flame, which can clear the miscellaneous soldiers from a distance and eliminate obstacles to progress, otherwise it is really possible to be escaped by Caster.

"Alas, it's all to blame Caster that you stopped my attack just now, if you hadn't stopped me just now, that guy would have died under my sword, where did you still use so much effort to chase this evil demon."

Saber, who was following Liu Ling and was going to witness Liu Ling kill Caster, looked at Caster, who was running faster than a rabbit in front of him, and said with some complaints.

"Hmph, his life is mine after all, if you take it away by Saber, it won't work, I must solve him with my own hands."

Liu Ling said as he continued to advance to catch up with the caster, in order to prevent the Saber behind him from sneaking up, he kept his control at seven or eight percent of his own.

"But Caster is a fast runner, and if Caster keeps this way, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him for a while."

"And there is still a long way to go out of the forest, if the caster runs to a crowded place, I'm afraid it won't be able to make a high-sounding shot."

Liu Ling calmly thought about the solution to Caster in his heart, and at the same time turned into an afterimage, facing the wind pressure on his face, and took off the glasses that pressed the bridge of his nose.

The shoulder-length ponytail black also rippled in the wind, and when Liu Ling sprinted, there was a tendency to be scattered behind his head.

Saber, who was behind Liu Ling, looked at Liu Ling's black, which was longer than himself, pursed his lips, and always maintained a safe distance of about ten meters from Liu Ling, and did not ask Liu Ling why he killed Caster with his own hands.

Although Saber and Liu Ling had only seen each other twice except for the one time they met at Dongmu Beach, Saber was keenly aware that Liu Ling seemed to have a strange fanaticism for them heroes.

Whether it was fighting Lancer or meeting other Heroic Spirits, Liu Ling's silver eyes seemed to be looking at his prey, as if he was the only hunter, and the other Heroic Spirits were his meal.

Especially Saber, who fought side by side with Liu Ling before, in the previous battles together, the realization of the two was once staggered together.

Those silver eyes were really sharp, beautiful and magical, and Saber's holy green eyes couldn't help but be attracted to them when they saw Liu Ling's silver eyes.

The emotions in those eyes were really complicated, and the real indifference was hidden in the innermost, as immovable as the Ten Thousand Years of Xuanbing, as if nothing could move Liu Ling's sincerity.

However, its frenzied silver came to the surface, like a silver flame, which had to swallow up all the sight of before stopping.

This strange combination of indifference and fanaticism really made Saber both jealous and a little curious.

"Who is this beautiful boy in history?"

Saber, who until now thought that Liu Ling was also one of their Seven Heroic Spirits, thought.

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"Saber this guy...... It's really too much of a sense of justice. ”

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was sitting in the base camp of the castle in the woods, was now standing on the balcony, smoking a cigarette in a low voice, muttering to himself.

Through the camera he had installed in the forest before, Emiya Kiritsugu already knew that Saber, the righteous knight king, had followed Liu Ling, the fake caster, to chase the truth; Knowing Saber's "unauthorized action", Emiya Kiritsugu's face turned black directly.

Emiya Kiritsugu felt that since there was a fake caster like Liu Ling to chase the real caster, then it would be enough to let these two heroic spirits go dog-eat-dog, and the most correct thing for Saber at this time should be to withdraw from the battle and return to the castle to protect him as a master.

The master of himself hasn't given the order to pursue yet, but you, the heroic spirit, are so good that you went after it without permission.

Not to mention whether Saber will fight Liu Lingsheng again next, what Emiya Kiritsugu is most worried about is that when Saber goes to pursue, another heroic spirit will come to smash Huanglong and attack him directly.

"Whew, I don't know if Alice Phil and Maiya have escaped to safety."

Taking a deep puff of his cigarette and spitting out a white smoke ring, the old smoker Emiya Kiritsugu muttered to himself.

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"Woman, I have a question for you."

Yan Feng Qili said in a deep voice as he walked slowly towards Alice Phil, who was sitting helplessly.

At this moment, the black woman who was Alice Phil's guard had been mercilessly knocked to the ground by Yan Fengqili like a rag, and it was not a threat at all.

"You two, it seems that you challenged me to protect Emiya Kiritsugu, I want to ask, who the hell wants to do this?"

“......”

Yan Feng Qili grabbed the neck of Alice Phil, who was silent, with one of his big hands, and gently lifted her up.

For some reason, seeing Alice Phil's statue-like and beautiful face distorted by the pain of lack of oxygen, Yan Fengqili's heart actually had a trace of pleasure.

This is a very rare emotion for Yan Feng Qili, who has a pure heart and few desires, and has worked hard to hone his own words.

Alice Phil, who was lifted up by Yan Feng Qili's big hand grabbing her neck, didn't say a word in the face of Yan Feng Qili's question, just stared at Yan Feng Qili with her red eyes, and at the same time twisted her body to resist wordlessly.

"Woman, please answer my question, depending on your answer, I will consider giving you a way out."

Yan Feng Qili once again carefully looked at the beautiful face of the silver woman in front of her, who was gasping for breath because of the need for oxygen.

It is a face that is too beautiful and neat to look like a doll, and the red pupils that are not human, but ruby, are exactly the same as the "Winter Saintess" Lisraihe Yustesa that has been handed down from the portrait.

It seems that his conjecture should be correct, this woman, no, android, should not be the master selected by the Einzberen family in this Holy Grail War, and sure enough, the Emiya Kiritsugu who is interested in him is the real master chosen by the Einzberen family.

As for this Alice Phil...... According to the information given by his father, this beautiful doll must have been made by the Einzberen family to carry the Holy Grail, which is the legendary "Little Holy Grail".

This "Little Holy Grail" is undoubtedly just a prop, and it shouldn't have much effect in the Holy Grail War, but why would this prop be willing to fight for that man?

Yan Feng Qili was puzzled and very interested in this, and he was eager to know the answer to this question.

Just as Yan Feng Qili was about to give Alice Phil a taste of the church's method of questioning, he suddenly felt a strange weight at his feet, so he lowered his head to look.

I saw that the woman who had been wheezing faintly and painfully from a low place just now had approached Yan Feng's feet at some point.

The short woman covered in bruises stretched out her trembling arm and grabbed Yan Feng Qili's right foot, although the grip was very weak, but this was probably the strength of her whole body now.

Looking down at this woman, in the dim night, the hateful eyes still stared at Yan Feng Qili unwaveringly.

(To be continued)