Standing next to Wendy, who had fainted to the ground, Lockeonde's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the fear of Fǎngfo's heart being clenched instantly grabbed him.

Thanks to this temper, Lockevon had fought with his own people since he was a young man, often beating the other Noems to the ground. But this time, he was extremely frightened, and this panic even exceeded the fear of seeing the monster.

Lockevon didn't dare to stay in the cave anymore, he put some small pieces of keel in his pocket on his back, hugged the fragments of his precious ancient equipment, and escaped from the dragon's den in a hurry like a fugitive, and he didn't care about covering the entrance to the cave. Lockefonte was only thinking about how far he could run, as if there were terrible shime monsters chasing him behind him.

He slid into the canyon on his ski boots, and the sound of the mountain wind whined like a terrible rebuke. He couldn't help but think of Wendy's ponytail flying in front of him. He still remembers that once a monster attacked him from behind, and Wendy had just shot another monster to death, and before he could load the crossbow arrows, he pounced directly. The monster's claws slashed past her side, and she pulled out her knife and slit the monster's throat.

That Shihou Wendy Yijing was injured?

The smell of blood was so strong that Lockephonder couldn't tell whether the blood on Wendy's body was hers or a monster. Seeing that Wendy quickly stood up, Lockevon was self-righteous and thought that she was méiyou problematic. Lockonde was dressed in armor and holding a shield, but it was a human wearing only a cotton hunting suit and a fur cloak to meet the monster......

The snowflakes slammed off not far from his side, and Lockond's mind was so confused that Méiyou noticed the snow-white wolf-like monster running towards him, and when he reacted, the wolf's claws left a mark on the back of his armor. This suit of armor was made by Lockevon himself, and it was by no means something that could be easily destroyed by a single monster, but the monster's powerful force still knocked him away.

Lockevon almost rolled into a snowball on the snow, and before he could get up, the monster struck again. Lockeonde held his fragment in one hand and raised his round shield in the other, crouching down. Originally a short Noam, his target is even smaller when he squats, like a turtle shrunk into its shell.

If only the monster hunter were still around!, Lockonder couldn't help but think, and he listened to the monster's claws gliding over his shield and armor with a palpitating stabbing sound, and the monster tried to bite his keel shield with its teeth. Despite how strong the shield was, a thumping heart hung in midair.

How did the monster hunter kill nàme so many monsters! Lockeonde didn't dare to stand up and take out his weapon! Regret was like an unstoppable tide that drowned him. The monster smashed him into the snowdrift with his ski boots, and the board under the ski boots snapped and he sank into the snow.

His arms were numb, his legs ached excruciatingly, and the heavy snow suffocated him. He struggled to show his head and covered it with a round shield. The monster continued to gnaw at his shield, as if hǎoxiàng could bite through it at any moment, and Lockovon cried out in horror.

"Help, help, help, help, help!"

The méiyou people replied. The monster hunter who promised to protect him was knocked to the ground by him, and his life and death are unknown. Lockonder could only pray that the monster would decide that he could not eat something, and then turn around and leave.

However, as if the heavens were deliberately trying to punish him, another monster discovered the "turtle", and the new monster struck the round shield with its claws, and Lockefonte's head also sounded a thumping thump. The gasp of the two monsters was so cold that even the very hardy Nome couldn't bear it, and Lockond finally felt hopeless.

The hand holding the shield gradually lost consciousness, and gradually, the darkness buried his consciousness, and the last obsession made Lockevonde clutch the hard-won black fragment in his hand.

In the darkness, the sound of arrows piercing the air could be faintly heard

Lockevon will never forget what he saw when he woke up. The black crystal keel lit up in the firelight with a star-like light. He was back in the dragon's lair! But the entrance to the cave was partially obscured by the massive spherical rock, and the monster hunter leaned against the rock, her crossbow in her hand, and she peered out of the hole.

The blood-stained fur cloak of Yijingméiyou was on her shoulders, and the flakes of snow that flew in fell on her shoulders and curdled into frost on her long gray hair. Lockevon looked at her in a daze, illuminated by the small magic crystal lighter inserted in the snow, and suddenly felt that she was like the most beautiful statue in the whole shijiè.

Lockevon also carved the statue, which he placed in his workshop, larger than his ziji, and holding a delicate hammer. But that shihou, Lockefonte was inexplicably gǎnjiào The statue was far inferior to the human woman in front of him, and her demure side face shone with a shocking strength, more powerful than a hammer.

"Ah, you're awake?"

Wendy turned her head and whispered. Locke von de Qingchu saw that her hair was dyed with bright blood, "It looks like I can't go back tonight, I'm sorry." ”

"You, you, you ......"

The incomprehensible apology made Lockevonde's heart tremble, and the panic was mixed with a hint of sourness that Fǎngfo had never felt before. He stumbled for a long time, but he didn't know how to express Ziji's feelings. The next second, he was shocked to find that Ziji had been staring at Wendy, and he had been paying attention to the whereabouts of the treasure fragments.

The fragments were still in his hands, even the backpack he had for the keel. Lockevon was stunned.

"Yes, you took me...... Get, get, get, get in?"

He tried to stand up, but his arm hurt terribly. Wendy in front of her moved, and her grass-colored hunting suit was covered with blood patterns.

"Please lie down a little longer. She said. Lockevon then noticed that Wendy's cloak was spread beneath him. "I brought you here, it's still snowing outside, and there are a lot of monsters, so it's safer to stay here. ”

"But you, you, you're not"

Lockevonde's hoarse voice got stuck in his throat. Could it be that this monster hunter was knocked unconscious by someone? At that time, there were only two of them in the dragon's lair, and it was not the dragon who had been dead for many years!

"Huh?" Wendy looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

As she spoke, she became alert.

Lockonde held his breath for a moment.

"I woke up shihou and saw that Monsieur Lockvonde was not in the dragon's den. Wendy frowned, her gaze swept back and forth over the dim cavern, "I don't lie on the ground anymore, I think something happened to Kěnéng." Maybe someone else came in and took Mr. Lockevonde away, or...... Dragons are ancient and mysterious creatures, and perhaps there is an unknown power in this dragon's lair. I took a spin in the dragon's lair and found you weren't here, so I ran out. ”

“......”

At that moment, Lockevon couldn't believe Ziji's ears! He lowered his gaze, completely afraid to meet Wendy's gaze, as if his heart was about to pop out of his chest.

"Kěnéng is an illusion, I think I hǎoxiàng heard Mr. Lockovonde's voice. How did you get stuck in the snow?

I zhidào. Lockephonde thought bitterly, more than you want qingchu.

"There were two monsters surrounding you at the time, and I was terrified!" Wendy Fǎngfo let out a sigh of relief, "It's good that it's only two." ”

Lockevon turned his head away without saying a word. The sheen on the keel caught his eyes, but he reflexively thought that it was a precious material, and he just felt that zijiturán had become extraordinarily small, as if he were looking up at the vast starry sky.