"You... You are? Looking at Iros, who was beside Crete, Lin Lei asked with great difficulty.

"I'm kind of a partner who has fought side by side with him." There was no emotion in Iros's voice.

At this time, a male voice suddenly came in the distance:

"What happened? Iros. ”

This is a muscular man with a scar on his face.

Like Iros, he wore two black scabbards, one long and one short, tied around his waist.

"I've met an acquaintance." Iros said to the man.

"He's the guy you mentioned last time?" The man asked, looking carefully at Crete, who had fallen into a deep coma.

"Yes." Iros nodded at him.

"He looks badly injured, and if he doesn't get treatment in a short time, I'm afraid his life will be in danger, but that being said, this injury is nothing compared to hers." The man's gaze didn't just move to Vivien. I saw him come to Vivien's side and look carefully.

"Looks like she's dead, but ......," the man said, placing his finger under Vivien's sturdy nose.

"How?" This is, Iros also came to the man's side and asked.

The man was silent, withdrew his hand, and placed it on the major artery in Vivien's neck, feeling it carefully.

"Strange." The man frowned, "It's clear that she's dead, but I feel like she's still alive, "Hey, kid, do you know this person's cultivation and attributes?" The man thought for a moment, not only looking at Lin Lei.

"The pinnacle of a sixth-level water magician." Lin Lei replied as he called out to Drinkwater in his heart.

"Grandpa Delin, who do you say they are?"

"These people are supposed to be members of the killer organization, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to think that this little guy from Crete can actually have a relationship with the people there. But for now, it's barely a good thing. ”

"Killer organization? Meddlesome? Lin Lei was a little puzzled by Drinkwater's words.

"Regarding the matter of the killer organization, when your strength is reached, you will understand sooner or later." Drinkwater didn't explain directly, but just said to Lin Lei: "It's too early to tell you this, Lin Lei, if it weren't for this little guy Crete, I'm afraid these two people would have done it to you a long time ago." Now you just need to know that none of the people in the killer organization have a good stubble. ”

"There is no one who is good at ......" Looking at the two people not far away, Lin Lei not only muttered......

"This woman should have exerted life on herself before she was hit hard." The man said, "In water magic, there is a magic called life, and after the life takes effect on the person's body, it will protect the person's main lifeline, so that as long as you don't die on the spot, no matter how seriously you are injured, you can survive in suspended animation for a long time." As he spoke, the man looked at Iros, "What do you want to do?" Treat them? ”

"Just save him, after all, the others have nothing to do with me, but I hope you don't hunt these people." After a long silence, Iros finally spoke.

As a person with the hand of death, she is very well aware of the cruelty of the organization she belongs to, but fortunately, the man in front of her, who can be said to be her teacher, still has some tolerance for her.

"Yes." The man said, his answer succinct. Then he came to Crete, looked at his wounds, and slowly stretched out a hand towards him, silently reciting a magic spell in his mouth.

Suddenly, I saw a stream of light formed by the convergence of countless visible milky white particles, with his palm as the source, slowly drifting towards Crete's chest.

Light Magic—Healing Light

As countless milky white particles of light submerged, Crete's sunken chest began to slowly recover, and the wounds of the broken bones began to heal.

"Hmm~!" As time passed, Crete began to murmur in pain.

"Almost." The man withdrew his palm, but Crete showed no sign of waking up, and although his face was still pale, his sunken chest had regained its original state.

After the treatment was completed, seeing that Crete still had no sign of waking up, Iros frowned slightly, and then in Lin Lei's surprised gaze, he directly "Smack!" A slap smacked Crete on the chest.

"Ahem~ah~!" Crete let out a scream, and his body jerked up, then he hunched over and coughed violently.

As a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm spat out, Crete's pale complexion softened slightly.

"How does it feel?" Iros looked at him expressionlessly, his tone cold.

"Hmm... Well? Iros? Looking at the petite figure in front of him, Crete's eyes slowly widened, looking at the man beside Iros, he felt his recovered body, and suddenly understood everything.

"Thanks..."Before he could say anything about thanks, the man coldly interrupted Crete:

"Those vain words of thanks don't need to be said, I don't need this kind of thing." After the man finished speaking, he glanced indifferently in the direction where Vivien was, and said, "Also, that girl is not dead yet, but it won't last long." ”

……

At this time, Dixie had also woken up from his coma, only to see him struggling to stand up, looking at the ringed tree python that had long been separated, and muttering, "Did you survive?" ”

At this moment, a throwing knife suddenly struck from a distance. It was a long, silvery-white throwing knife, with a sharp blade glowing with a silver-white cold light, and it shot towards Dickry's head.

"Dang!" At the moment when the slender throwing knife was about to pierce Dikry's head, a short black blade suddenly thrust in and knocked the flying knife away.

The moment the knife made contact with the blade, a crisp sound exploded in Dixie's ears.

Looking at the slender flying knife that had been knocked to the ground, Dickley's forehead couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

I almost died.

"What do you do?" At this time, Iros was still in the posture of throwing black short blades, and I saw her staring at the person in front of her, and said in a cold voice.

This is a man with a thin body and a handsome face.

"What am I doing?" The man's tone was frivolous, and he took the throwing knife in his hand and said with a smile, "I should ask you this sentence, Iros." ”

"Is it necessary for me to answer you?" Iros replied unceremoniously, and as she spoke, she pulled another long black blade from her waist.

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

The name of the person in front of him is Helas, and like Iros, he also belongs to the hand of death. But the relationship between the two people is very stiff for some reasons.

"Do you two want to fight now?" The man with the scar on his face who had treated Crete before looked at the two of them who were tense and said coldly.

Iros withdrew his long black blade.

Helace looked at her and smiled, then tucked the knife into his sleeve, "Then these people ......"

"Their strength is good, it's a pity to kill them directly, send them to the game circle." The man said.