As soon as he heard that Lydia was going to send troops to Blue Rock City, Fili rushed over from Bitterwater Town with Danica in a hurry.

In Lydia's impression, this was not like his usual calm style. She couldn't help but secretly slap into the voice, "Filip seems to have a special obsession with 'Blue Rock City'?" ”

He replied without a smile: "Because of his parents." ”

"Parents?" Lydia asked, "Wasn't he an orphan raised by the boss's wife?" ”

Buxiao said indifferently, "No one is born an orphan. With that, he simply wrote a few lines and threw them to Lydia.

The first sentence on this page is: Ten years ago, Bibisi, the ruler of the Wild Sand Empire, was terminally ill and died shortly.

Lydia sneered, "I've heard that this guy is corrupt and does all kinds of evil, isn't this a kind of retribution?" ”

But when she continued reading, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Just when everyone thought that Bibith was certain to die, the "Protector of the Country" Demon Star escorted the "Thousand-Faced Demon Queen" Hei Yimeng to come and kiss. When he saw Bebith, he asked him only one thing.

"Do you want to live?"

This kind of question usually doesn't have anyone else to answer.

The fingers of the "Protector of the Nation" slashed a few times on Bibith's forehead. After just a few strokes, the headache that had plagued Bebith for many years suddenly disappeared miraculously.

"It's only temporary." An evil smile broke out on Demon Xingxing's face, "If you want to cure it, you need to use a special kind of blood—the blood of the deer people. ”

A massacre unfolded.

Originally, the deer people in the desert were very few, and as the iron hooves of Bibith's army trampled all the way, I don't know how many deer villages were slaughtered. When the crisis struck Fili's hometown, his parents raised their arms to protect the village.

In the midst of the chaos, young Fili was separated from his family and buried alive for three days and three nights in the ruins of a temple. Thankfully, he was finally discovered by the proprietress Shamanli, who was still a saint's attendant at the time, and saved his life.

From that day on, the names "Blue Rock City" and "Bibith" were the indelible wounds in his heart and the marks of hatred engraved in his bones......

Lydia finished reading the note and let out a long sigh, "I seem to have forgotten, numb, I only know that he is okay now, but I have forgotten his past pain......"

Without smiling and expressionless, he said, "Take him with you." ”

Lydia nodded, "I'll take him with me and slowly find the beast in his heart." ”

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When it's time for lunch, the shanty town is lively again.

The cart pulls buckets of hot porridge through the way, and unlike usual, it is the rumored "Princess of Fire" Lydia who is in charge of the distribution today.

This was naturally Hei Ningxue's idea: the killers were most likely to infiltrate the refugees, and if Lydia appeared in the refugee group, it might make some of the killers who couldn't hold their breath rush - at the very least, it would make them impetuous, and maybe show their flaws.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, it's better not to believe the words of that witch easily." Filip, who went to put porridge together, persuaded him.

Lydia smiled at Fili, "It's okay, Hei Ningxue has already proven her loyalty to Buxiao." Besides, now she has no reason to harm me. ”

The traversers that Hei Ningxue cares about the most are properly placed in the new city of the "Puppet Village" and gradually integrate into this new world. Her two maids have also found good jobs, and they no longer have to worry about the persecution of the demons.

Except for her own occasional nervous self-deprecation of "thin life", I can't see that she is dissatisfied with life.

Fili looked skeptical: "Really? She seems to have made up her mind to compete with you for not laughing at the teacher......"

"I'll go!" Lydia almost fell headlong into the porridge bucket, "You little kid are still in the mood to worry about this kind of thing?" ”

I only hate Fili and several of them are over 15 years old, and according to the decree of the Red Pavilion, they can not participate in compulsory education, otherwise Lydia will definitely reward him: "Is the homework done?" "Did you take the exam?" "How many points did you get?" 's soul torture, so that he understands the price of provoking adults.

Fili didn't notice Lydia's mood, and just said to himself, "I heard that the aristocratic class can have polygamy, and you, as a princess, should be the queen, it depends on whether you agree to accept that witch as a concubine without laughing at the teacher......"

Lydia coughed a few times and forcibly interrupted the kid's tiger and wolf words: "I didn't expect that you, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are you even more gossip than the old lady in the palace, are you afraid that I won't kill you?" Tell me honestly, where is your relationship with Danica now? ”

Fili blushed instantly, opened his mouth and said, "We...... We're just brother and sister, just like the three brothers in the peach blossom yard in the story you told......"

Ever since he heard Lydia tell the story of the Taoyuan Rebellion, he had been thrilled to gather the five siblings. But in the end, there were no peach blossoms in the desert, so I had to give up.

"Same fart." Lydia riveted her strength to avenge the revenge she had just made, "You think we're all blind and can't see the ambiguity between Danica and you?" Let's be honest, what else are you not satisfied with about Danica? Is it because her breasts are too big, or is her waist too thick? ”

The offensive and defensive momentum reversed in an instant, and Filip could only defend dryly as if he had been forced into a corner: "No, no dissatisfaction." Danica was nice and very nice......"

Lydia patted him on the shoulder, "If you're satisfied, you'd better respond to her thoughts quickly." A woman's youth is just a flash in the pan, and she wastes her best years to find true love, just like a fool who thinks about doing laundry on a rainy day. ”

Speaking of which, Lydia's literacy as a liberal arts student forced her to recite a poem: "If there are flowers, they can be broken straight, and they must be broken, and there are no flowers and empty branches." ”

It's hard to keep this poem on par in the words of this world, but Filip still hears a light and elegant rhyme.

"Good sentence." Fili exclaimed, but his brows tangled, "But...... Extraneous things such as marriage and love emotions will always affect something, and they may fail because of this......"

"If you can win a battle if you are single, then the price of success is too easy." Lydia suddenly turned to look at a homeless man holding a bowl of porridge, "Are you single?" ”

The man panicked, and fell to the ground with a wooden bowl and a short knife in his hand.

"There are assassins!" Fili exclaimed, and was about to draw his knife when Lydia stopped him.

"Finally caught a living one, this time I can't let Hei Ningxue, a pervert, be tried to death." As she spoke, Lydia jumped up and kicked the man in the jaw.

"She has no weapons, let's go together!" Five or six killers pretending to be outcasts flashed their scimitars at the same time, and swarmed towards Lydia.

"Why are there so many people, you don't talk about martial arts." Lydia picked up two long-handled spoons, scooped up two spoonfuls of hot water, and poured them on the killers' heads.

The killers were blistered with hot faces, cursed in their mouths, and rushed forward with their scimitars.

"Do you think the 'Princess of Fire' only uses poleguns?" Lydia grinned as she dodged the first killer's slash, her left wooden spoon deftly hooking and stumbling under his feet. The guy lost his balance in an instant, crashed into the guard's shield like a blind boar, and fainted.

The two killers in the back were just about to chop, when they saw two wooden spoons "Bang Bang" two times, which made the eyes of the two of them look like gold stars. Two more "ding" sounds were heard, and the two scimitars had been knocked away by Lydia's wooden spoon.

Suddenly out of arms, the two turned around in fright and tried to escape, but were kicked into the garbage heap by Lydia's volley, causing a foul smell.

Two other killers tried to lay siege to her left and right, one slashing at Lydia in the neck and the other stabbing her in the waist.

"Good time." Lydia turned around and hooked up the lid of the pot with her spoon, slamming it at the man on her left, then picked up two spoons and threw them at the head of the man on her right.

The man on the right was already shorter, and before he could get close to Lydia, the scimitar in his hand had been stepped on the ground by her, and in just a few seconds, Lydia's wooden spoon had a blue nose and swollen face, and his eyes were black, and he fell to his knees.

The man on the left howled and swung his knife closer, only to see Lydia leap high with her foot on her accomplice's shoulder, jumping, spinning, and falling like a dance.

Crackling!

Two wooden spoons struck the top of the man's head at the same time, shattering the sawdust on the ground.

"Oh roar." Lydia looked at the two broken handles in her hand, "Looks like I should bring two iron spoons next time." ”

The remaining Assassin tried to escape, only to find that he was surrounded by sheriffs and soldiers. His eyes looked at Lydia: she was out of arms. This rekindled his hope.

"On the orders of Miss 'Rosemary', go and die!" He shouted slogans to embolden himself, and dashed at Lydia with his scimitar and no brains.

Lydia narrowed her eyes and smiled slyly, even spreading her hands out and leaving the two wooden handles behind her.

Five, four, three.

With three steps to go, his eyes widened, and the scimitar in his right hand stabbed straight at Lydia.

Then he couldn't walk.

Lydia's delicate fist slammed unceremoniously into his stomach. He let out a loud wow, spitting out a large amount of red, green, yellow, all in all, foul-smelling goo, and his mind went blank, as if even his brain had been vomited out together.

As the last killer curled up and fell to the ground and convulsed, the entire almsgiving point fell silent in an instant. The homeless people's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lydia shook her fist and smiled as she looked around at the dumbfounded homeless, "Unfortunately, the bad guys always have a way to get past our censorship and sneak in and wreak havoc. But you can trust us that the Red Pavilion will keep everyone safe. ”

The crowd of onlookers erupted in warm applause and cheers, and even Filip applauded in the back: "I didn't expect the princess to not only have unparalleled marksmanship, but also to be so powerful in fists and feet." ”

Lydia grinned, "My master is a 'Divine Martial Saint', and if I don't learn something strange, it won't ruin his reputation." ”

As she spoke, she ordered someone to tie up these killers and send them to the hospital to try to detoxify them, and then see if she could ask for something.