392 It's hard to ride a tiger

What do I think?

Illo snorted helplessly, the biggest question now was not what he wanted, but what he could do.

If there is one word to describe his situation at this time, it is that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

His limbs were sore, and he had no strength in his body, and the half-elf could only barely raise his face, trying to avoid the two soothing peaks that were close at a foot's length.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go down. Finding that he was a little more honest, Alex couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly instructed him.

"I'd like to go down," Illo said after trying again, shaking his head in frustration and giving up on himself, "if you want, kick me away." ”

Alex was speechless for a moment, if she still had the strength to kick people, how could she allow him to be so rampant and wild on herself.

None of them is powerless to change the status quo, and they can only maintain the status quo for the time being. The two of them, one on the top and the other on the bottom, were both silent, but secretly they were desperately running their energy, trying to recover first, and then lay the victory in one fell swoop.

The moon is sinking in the west, and the night breeze is cool.

As the two stopped fighting, the muddy water around them gradually settled. Beams of starlight fall on the sparkling water, dancing among the shadows of the branches and reed leaves.

Illo felt the near-numbness of the coldness on his back, and let out a low sigh. The injury under the strong self-pressure recurred again, and the flow of qi in his body was stagnant, and after this half a day, not even a trace of it condensed.

"What's wrong with you?" Unexpectedly, Alex, who was closing his eyes and exercising, suddenly opened his eyes and asked softly.

Illo was too badly injured, and she wasn't much better. The bloodline explosion was originally a secret technique to overdraw the body, and the sequelae of Yan zhòng made it difficult for her to gather her qi at all. Even the "Miloxiang" toxin, which it didn't pay attention to, has a great tendency to make a comeback at this time.

In addition, the half-elf has been very honest during this time, Alex's vigilance has also been much lighter, and when he heard him sigh, he subconsciously asked.

"Nothing," Illok was reluctant to expose his weaknesses. Immediately denied it, he pondered for a moment, and finally asked the question that he had been puzzled about, "By the way, why are you tracking me?"

This is the origin of a dispute, and it is also the original reason why the two fell into this kind of field.

"Is this......" Alex asked frankly after a moment's hesitation. "Is there a broken blade on you?"

"That's right. Illo nodded subconsciously, but the soft touch on his chin made him immediately wake up and quickly raise his head.

"That's my stuff, it's important, I can't lose it. Alex was a little embarrassed, even though he knew that the other party didn't mean to. The tone still seemed a little odd.

"Huh?" Illo's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he shook his head. muttered in a low voice, "But that day, it was definitely not you." ”

When Dargnan assassinated Onisha, he was the closest to him, although the killer covered his face, regardless of height, posture or even temperament. They are all very different from Alex, and they can never be the same person.

"What is not and is my stuff. Alex snorted, knowing what Illo meant, but to cover for Dalgnan. I can only pretend that I don't know.

"This broken blade was obtained by me from a killer...... "Illo deliberately avoided some confidential information, and suddenly asked suspiciously, "By the way, you can't be a killer, right?"

Alex couldn't help but be stunned, but still asked casually, "What do you think?"

"I don't think so," Illo mused, "your temper is not well suited to that kind of stealthy action......

"What's wrong with my temper?" Alex's eyebrows raised dangerously.

"Not much, it's okay," Illo replied insincerely, quickly diverting the topic, "That broken blade, could it be that you lost it before?"

"Ah...... That's right," That's a good reason, Alex immediately took it for himself, and added in a matter-of-fact manner, "What was lost not long ago should have been taken by the killer you said." ”

"I see," the night was long, and the half-elf didn't mind chatting with her for a while, "This truncated blade doesn't look very remarkable, but it seems to be able to disguise the flow of energy, and it is really suitable for killers." ”

"It was left to me by my master," Alex sighed before explaining, "but I don't like to use it very much, so I accidentally lost it." ”

"Also, your moonlight-like weapon is a little more powerful. Illo praised sincerely. But at the same time, there seemed to be a strange feeling that was fleeting, constantly reminding him of some hidden connections.

Alex let out a soft "um", and his feelings became a little low.

The scene suddenly became cold again.

However, Illo is an idle character, not to mention that the chill on his body is getting heavier and heavier, and when he is about to find something to say, a slightly puzzled voice suddenly comes from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Someone's coming?

They were startled and hurriedly turned their heads to look at the same time.

Not far from the edge of the pool, a handsome and extraordinary young man was squatting on the stone ridge near the water like an old farmer, looking at them with great interest. I don't seem to understand what it means to be two people rolling in muddy water in the middle of the night.

"Lord Barnalgomo?" Although he didn't want to admit it, Illo knew that he couldn't hide from it, so he could only stubbornly beckon, "Why did you get here so late?"

"Oh, it's Illo," the Fire Demon King snorted, and a series of sparks suddenly floated out, and he shook his head helplessly, "I ate too much today, and I can't sleep...... As soon as I heard that it was more lively here, I came over to take a look, and by the way, I was defeated. ”

Anyone who swallows three hundred high-purity flame crystals a day will inevitably catch fire, and Barnalgomo is simply overwhelmed.

Illo didn't understand what was going on, so he could only smile wryly at him. He looks like a wolf now, and he doesn't want to see anyone at all, especially if he comes to an acquaintance. But right now, the half-elf can only secretly pray that the other party can leave as much as possible, and don't make a big deal about it after returning.

"What are you doing...... What are you doing?" the Fire Demon King had no intention of leaving, he glanced at the two lying in the mud a little strangely, and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing," Illo thought for a moment, and said tactfully, "Indigestion, easy to hurt your body, adults, you better move around more, don't always stay in one place." (To be continued......)

PS:(30/50。 )