Little Sissel silently felt the woman's spiritual breath, but it was like an ocean, unusually deep and steady. This was extremely inconsistent with his previous inference about Donna herself, who was definitely above Monica in terms of spiritual power alone.

The woman's eyes surrounded by thick eyelashes were full of smiles, squinting slightly, and with her lazy and casual charming voice, Little Sissel couldn't help but sigh that this woman was really very seductive.

Seeing that Monica had no intention of looking behind her, but instead focused all her attention on the front, Sissel Jr. immediately mobilized a spiritual power and tapped Gwendrin's shoulder socket twice.

After a while, the girl finally woke up, "Sissel ......"

"Don't worry, we've waited for reinforcements. ”

I couldn't help but say that the altar priest also swarmed up, instantly surrounding the woman layer by layer. The pus on Monica's back exploded, and new granulations grew rapidly, like a giant spider standing up, and she let out a low cry and stabbed straight ahead at breakneck speed.

"Since you are in such a hurry to come and die, then I will fulfill you!"

"Die again, can you do it?" the woman asked, standing still, cold.

Before she could see Monica's next move, the woman lifted her leg and swept out of the altar priest's encirclement. A cold light flashed beside her, and she didn't know when she already held a sharp dagger in her hand, and before Monica could attack, she stabbed the tip straight into her opponent's chest.

The moment the altar priest stabbed Monica's skin, the dragons were leaderless and retreated. She was still arrogant just now, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and the long knife in her hand fell to the ground with a "dang long", and her body froze in place and couldn't move.

The woman cocked her orchid finger and gently flicked the dagger, and Monica stumbled down in two steps.

Monica, who was slumped on the ground, struggled to get up and glared at her with angry eyes. This move provoked the woman to laugh sarcastically, and she grabbed Monica, who was like a puddle of mud on the ground, and mentioned it to herself: "It's disgusting that you are so weak and limp on the ground." If my sister could see this scene in the Heavenly Spirit, she would definitely be very relieved. ”

"Sister?" Monica's voice trembled.

Gwendrin struggled to sit up from Little Sissel's arms: "She is the Violet Empire's border guard, her name is Rena, and she is Donna's twin sister. ”

Monica looked at the face that was exactly the same as Donna's, and it was hard to believe. But when she looked at Rena, she noticed something different: she was slightly taller than Donna, her muscles were strong and tight, and she didn't look like an ordinary woman who had fallen into clichés like Donna. The biggest difference between the two of them is that Donna likes to tie her hair on the left, while Reyna is on the right.

"The envoy of the city guard, the official the size of a sesame seed, also dares to be arrogant?" Monica sneered: "Rena, right, you'd better kill me with one knife today, otherwise as long as I say a word, your entire family will die without a place to be buried!"

"Looks like you think you can live any longer?" Reyna pulled out her dagger with a sharp gesture and stabbed Monica in the abdomen again, "Do you really think I don't dare?"

Monica stretched out her weak arm and shook it forward, but instead of grabbing Rena's neck as she had hoped, a retching sensation welled up in her abdomen, which made her lose her strength.

She looked at Donna's hand, which was white from exertion, and spit out a few words: "You...... You ......"

Gwendlin cupped his chin and sighed weakly.

This sigh was particularly abrupt in the silent air, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried, and shrank back into little Sissel's arms: "Borrow your chest to lean on, I feel dizzy." ”

"Okay, you can rely on it for as long as you want. Little Sissel took off his cloak and put it over Gwendrin, "Look at you like this, how can you have a relationship with anyone, my great emangel?"

"Phew, what 'your' Great Emissary. What are you doing here with me if I hadn't been with them?" Gwendlin pouted, suddenly beginning to regret that he had a slight crush on little Sissel.

"Your patriarch sent me. ”

"You...... I said that you are also a big person, and if you have a flexible brain, there are only a few spirit envoys of the upper race, and the great spirit envoy is alone, and in the eyes of others, he is naturally a legendary-level character. Gwendrin straightened his back and said loudly, "Now that you have gathered in this place of Saru Town, what can you do if you don't have a holiday?"

Little Sissel looked puzzled, "Didn't you say before that Saru Town is a battleground for you and the royal family?"

"That said, you just need to understand this point, if I want to explain the relationship between the Reyna family and the royal family now, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish talking about it by this time tomorrow. ”

Countless questions were tangled around Sissel's brain like a mess, and even if Gwendrin said it today, he couldn't figure out the complicated interpersonal relationships of these Violettes.

The girl waved her hand and said impatiently, "Oh, in short, why not get rid of that annoying woman?"

Monica's hands clutched her abdomen, and her body trembled and lay on the ground. Reyna looked at her with a smug expression, didn't say anything more, just picked up the long knife on the ground, and swung it hard at Monica's back—with a "snap", the vine was cut off by the brush from the place closest to Monica's back, and the dark green juice splattered out and gurgled downward.

Monica was covered in juice and blood, and she looked very embarrassed.

"It's uncomfortable, isn't it?" Muttered Rena, her voice not revealing the slightest emotion. Then she walked around Monica's side a few times, smiling and looking at the lost woman, "You don't think that if the Great Spirit Envoy can't help you, no one can touch you, right?"

She kicked Monica's curled up body with her foot, "My sister Donna is far from your spiritual power, but how unfortunate it is that you are meeting me now, do you still have full odds and certainty?" ”

Monica gritted her teeth: "You're just taking advantage of people's danger......"

"So to speak. ”

"What's so awesome about that?...... Are you more powerful than the Great Spiritual Messenger? Gwendrin ..... Sooner or later, you will die at the hands of Shenlin, hehe, you go proudly, I see you...... You spirit clans, how long can you still be the principal!"

Monica sneered, although she also hated Gwendrin, but she was just using the topic to play, after all, here, Gwendrin represented the highest strength of several people.

"I'm far worse than the Great Spirit Messenger. Her future is not up to you. At this moment, I just need to win you, can't I?"

Rena's words cut through Monica's ears like blades of air, and she suddenly waved the long knife in her hand and slashed at Monica's neck without hesitation.

Monica's eyes were tightly closed, as if she had given up her life's obsession and succumbed to the obscenity of an ordinary border guard. But at the moment when the long knife fell and approached her neck, she heard a crisp sound of "bang", and the blade was bounced away by another knife, grazing the back of her head and flying to the ground not far away.

Monica was so frightened that she threw herself on the ground.

"Who is it?" Reyna turned her head angrily, and when she saw the person who had stopped her from killing Monica, her tone instantly softened: "Feather Patriarch, why are you here?"

"If I don't come again, there will be death here. Featherfish's hand clenched out of thin air, and the Soul Gathering Sword continued to shrink and become transparent from the edge, and then disappeared from sight.

"Rena, the envoy guarding the city, has seen the Patriarch of the Feathered Fish. ”

Feather Ray nodded, she was dressed in a slender and noble black spirit master's robe, and a smile gently bloomed on her beautiful, soft face: "Although she is only the most lowly emperor of blood, it is not enough to worry about it, but I don't want her blood to dirty the hands of any Spirit Clan." ”

"Patriarch, you're ......" Gwendrin struggled to his feet.

"Feather Chief, she was injured by Monica's 'Instant Spirit', and now she is only a little weak, and she is fine. Sissel Jr. explained.

"I know that the royal family's psionic abilities are very vicious, so I must be more careful in the future. The Feather Patriarch helped Gwendrin and asked Little Sissel, "You killed those altar priests?"

"Yes. ”

Yu Yu sighed: "Just now the Melting Charm Patriarch told me that the altar priest has been killed by a few of you, and Shen Lin has been greatly injured because of this, and is ready to report this matter to King Ferrer." ”

"Altar Priest...... Is it the royal family's personal bodyguard?" said little Sissel.

"It's understandable. ”

Reyna silently put away the dagger in her hand. Count Shenlin and the altar priest are famous, almost representing the highest strength of the Violet Empire, she is just a small border guard, even if she has great hatred, she can't kill the royal family. Listening carefully to the tone of the Feather Patriarch, she knew that she was in trouble.

"What's so powerful about that? It's not that Shen Lin made his own decisions, so many people were dispatched at once, I saw one fight at a time, and I would definitely show no mercy!" Gwendrin sneered.

"Gwendlin, you are the Great Spiritual Envoy of the Empire, and you must not be disrespectful to Count Shenlin. Feather Reel rebuked in a low voice, "As a member of the Spirit Clan, you can't make enemies with the royal family. ”

"But we're here in Saru......"

"Feather Chief, please send it down. Sissel hurriedly stopped Gwendrin from continuing, put his left hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully.

Feather Ray breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "You're doing a great job, Jensen Sissel." Did this girl Gwendlin embarrass you?"

Little Sissel looked at the feather fish with a smile, his eyes flickering, like a flickering bonfire in the wilderness: "Everything is going well, but there is one thing, I hope you can agree." ”

Feather Ray asked, "Is it a bounty?" I'll ...... back later."

"Patriarch Feather," Little Sissel quickly interrupted Featherfish, and said in a low and slow voice, "I want to go back to the Gerry Empire." ”

"Good. Feather Ray pondered for a moment and replied in a deep voice.

Little Sissel's face showed a childlike sincere happiness: "Don't worry about the feather fish patriarch, I came in a hurry before, and many things in the clan have not been dealt with well, I need to go back and do it." I'll get back to you as soon as things are taken care of. ”