DuPont!
The old priest didn't know how many times this was his first shout of the man's name.As before, no one responded to him even if he shouted.
Damn, where did he hide again?
The old priest scratched his scalp in confusion.If it were someone else, he would definitely use a ruler to hit the other person's head; but DuPont is a noble child from a big city, so he doesn't have the courage to touch a single hair.
Why did this stinky old man have to ask me to pray at the specified time?Didn’t he know that there was no trace of divine power fluctuation on the statue of the god? Even if we pray devoutly, we would just waste our saliva?
In the cellar where the grain was stored, a young man was holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, raising his head to drink from time to time, complaining unsatisfiedly.
Hearing the old priest's shouting sound getting closer, the young man threw away the empty bottles, tried hard to hide in the gap between the two rows of shelves, and muttered in a low voice: It seems that this is not a safe place, and the place must be moved next time, otherwise it will be discovered by the old guy again.
DuPont, what are you doing here?Come out quickly, the prayer ceremony is about to begin!As soon as the old priest opened the door of the cellar, he smelled the smell of fine wine and immediately guessed that he should be hiding inside.
OK!OK!This time you won.I went to do the exercise first, but I didn’t expect there was so much dust in the cellar!
DuPont muttered as he walked out of his hiding place. He still didn't understand why his parents, who loved him very much, would send him to such a desolate and remote mountain village.
The more difficult it is to survive, the more room for religion to develop.
This small village with a population of only more than one thousand is almost all devout believers of the God of Travelers, and most of these people are elderly, women and children.
Because the mountains are so poor, capable men go out to work or do small businesses.
Those who stay at home will firmly believe in the God of Travelers, hoping that the gods will bless their relatives who are wandering abroad and return to their side as soon as possible with the money they have earned.
A formal prayer event requires at least two clergy, but it is already very difficult to cultivate a priest in the village, so the old priest has been sharing two positions in the past few decades, which is also the reason why he doubts that the gods have always refused to come to God's grace.
It was not until DuPont's arrival that the old priest saw hope. The old man who didn't know the truth thought DuPont was a noble child who was driven out of the family by his family for doing something wrong.
According to the old priest's idea, although those who were superiors did not kill Dupont, they would never allow him to go back. A young man who could read and write could just take over his position as a priest after his death.
The old priest was with this idea and kept trying to make DuPont believe in the God of Travelers and insisted on letting DuPont be his assistant at religious rituals.
You are the one sent to me by the gods, and one day you will become a qualified priest!
The old priest was like a stubborn stone. No matter how DuPont hid and refused, he just followed behind and chased him!
DuPont was born into an ancient aristocratic family.Although his character is wild and unrestrained, etiquette and honor have been deeply imprinted in his blood.
For the respected old priest in the village, he could not kick it away like his friends, and could only hide everywhere.
But once he was caught by the old man, he could only transform into a obedient priest apprentice.
Fortunately, the prayer ceremony was not long, and the God of Traveler was not a god who liked to be long-winded, which made DuPont very much appreciated.
As for the next work, it's more interesting.That is to squeeze into the compartment of the prayer room with the old priests, listen to the villagers' separate prayers, and find a solution to their troubles.
Most of the simple-minded female villagers regarded the old priest as the incarnation of the gods, and conflated to him without any scruples about the loneliness of staying alone in the empty room, hoping that the gods could take special care of their husbands and let them return to their side as soon as possible.
If I were asked to be a priest here, I would never listen to people's prayers casually. I must be a young and beautiful woman.If you encounter an aunt with a bust of three feet and waist of three feet, then you should leave it to the old man.Whenever he meets an aunt who likes to nag, DuPont will think this way. He feels both sympathetic and admiration for the old priest who is loyal to his duties.
Fortunately, the one who asked the old priest to pray today was a beautiful little woman named Magis, who was the only female owner of the grocery store in the village.
Maggis's husband is the former village chief of the village. He was almost eighty when he married her as his wife.
Not long after she got married, the old man died, and the property she left behind was cheaper.
Due to the inconvenient transportation between the village and the outside world, most villagers are unable to go to the town to purchase daily necessities. Maggis has some money in his hands and hires a horse team to carry a batch of goods from outside the mountain every six months. The purpose of her opening this grocery store is not to make money from the villagers, but mainly to make some things she does.
In recent months, basically every week, Maggis came here to pray to the old priest.
Lord Priest, although I can get your blessings every time, I still commit an unforgivable sin. I have done such shameful things with men in my dreams again.I really don’t know what to do, so I beg the priest to help me and let the god forgive my sins!
Maggis whispered nervously, she didn't know that there was a young man opposite the partition beside the old priest.Otherwise, even if she was killed, she would not be able to say such a shameful topic.
The sound is very nice, I don’t know if it looks pretty!
Unfortunately, due to the blockage of the middle partition, DuPont could not see the situation opposite.In the scene where he fantasized, it must be a cute little woman with a blushing face.
DuPont forced his desires and listened carefully to the old priest's persuasion.
Ah, a pity child!Don’t let guilt overwhelm your spirit. Everyone’s heart is buried with ulterior motives. What’s terrible is that we don’t realize this situation.As long as you can stick to your beliefs and not indulge in your desires, God will also recognize you as a chaste woman!
The old priest couldn't help but sigh when he said this.Although he is old, he is a man after all, and some things are really hard to say to the young woman.
May the gods bless you!
The old priest passed a mysterious gesture in the air, releasing a blessing technique he mastered onto the little woman, which made the other party's tired heart feel relaxed and happy.
Thank you for your teaching, I feel much better now!Maggis told the secret in his heart to the old priest, and felt that the depression in his heart seemed to be resolved.
While expressing thanks softly, she also took out a gold coin from her wallet and threw it into the donation box. This is the entire income of her store in recent days.
She is really a simple and cute little woman!
DuPont muttered in a low voice, and after Maggis left the prayer room, he slipped out.
The old priest wanted to stop him, but another prayer came in next door to tell the gods about his worries. The old priest who was loyal to his duties had no choice but to let him leave helplessly.
Maggis lives in a separate building next to the village. The first floor is her grocery store and a warehouse for storing goods. She lives upstairs with two peasant women who received her employment.
Not far from the small building, there is a wide field, which is also an industry under her name, and is currently cultivated by several tenants.
DuPont remembered the location of Maggis's house and left with a bite of grass roots.
When night shrouded the small mountain village, a dark shadow appeared outside Maggis's house.
He climbed upstairs quickly, then quietly opened the door bolt on the room door and slipped into the little woman's boudoir.
Because the weather is warmer, Maggis was lying on the bed wearing a suspender pajama, not covered with a quilt, his convex and attractive figure, and his smooth and round naked thighs immediately fell into the eyes of the thief of the flower-picking thief.
What a little beauty!
DuPont hid in the dark shadow, looking at Maggis's beautiful face obsessedly.Since he was thrown into this small mountain village by his father, he, the former romantic young man, has never had the chance to get close to women.
Although he knew that Maggis was a lonely and empty little widow, what should he do to make the other party obey him?
Although DuPont is romantic and lustful, he does not like to use strong rogues. This kind of thing is better if you love each other.
Because he wanted to carefully appreciate the little woman's charming sleeping position nearby, DuPont had walked to the bed without realizing it, but found that Maggis's eyes were wide open, and his pair of beautiful emerald-like eyes were looking at him without blinking.
It's over, found out!
A hint of panic flashed in DuPont's eyes. Unexpectedly, he was so angry that he would do something that would ruin himself.
But beyond DuPont's expectations, Maggis did not shout for help, but closed his eyes helplessly as if he had expected such a thing to happen: Do you have that strange dream again?Okay, let the gods punish me, anyway, I am a slutty woman who can't suppress my desires!
When DuPont heard her say this, he immediately woke up.It turned out that she thought she was still having a spring dream, and she was regarded as her lover in the dream!
Hehe, I am not a lewd and vulgar person. Anyway, you and I need comfort, so let everyone get what they need!
DuPont thought this in his heart and could no longer suppress his desire. He took off his clothes as quickly as possible and climbed onto the beautiful young woman's bed.
My beauty, I will definitely pamper you!
DuPont murmured to himself, wanting to kiss Maggis's lips, but looking at the beautiful and holy face of the young woman, he did not dare to kiss him.
He lowered his head and pressed his face against her smooth cheeks, then took a deep breath.
It's really a nice smell, a breath that makes people feel intoxicated!
DuPont has been abstinent for too long, and only smells the fragrant fragrance of the beautiful and young woman. The cock under his crotch has become hard and it is a little swelling.
The next moment, DuPont's mouth was already kissing Maggis's smooth and tender neck.
Well... don't...
Maggis moaned shyly, unlike the spring dreams he had in the past, this time it was so real that she could even detect the familiar touch of being stabbed into her skin by the stubble.
She was less than fourteen years old when she got married and knew almost nothing about love between men and women. Although her husband was eighty, he had rich experience in bed.
After discovering that her sensitive part was her neck, I liked to kiss her neck the most and use his beard to provoke her love for spring.
Is this really a dream?
Maggis reached out to push DuPont in a daze. The delicate fingertips touched the strong muscles, which were the strong and energetic young body!
When DuPont saw the change in expression on Maggis's face, he guessed that she might have suspected that she was not in a dream. So he put his finger on the beautiful woman's ear and said softly: Don't be afraid, it was the great God of Traveler who gave me to you when he heard your prayers. By dawn, everything will be as if it hadn't happened!
oh?So, are you the messenger of the gods?
Maggis's simple heart would never have thought that someone would deceive herself under the banner of a god, and she did have secretly prayed to the gods to get a man she could rely on.
It is God who guides me to your side!
Instead of answering Maggis's question directly, DuPont misled the little woman with ambiguous words.
Oh, thanks to the great God of Traveler, who actually listened to the voice of me, a little woman!Maggis first thanked the gods with gratitude, and then said shyly: Then, Mr. God, please pamper me like your husband treats his wife!
The beautiful little woman believed DuPont's lies and obediently asked him to take off his nightgown. The plump Jade Peak jumped out from under the cover fabric like two timid white rabbits, exposed to DuPont's sight.
The breasts that have never been breastfeeded are pointed and perky, smooth, soft and elastic. DuPont clamps them in his palm and kneads them freely, and he feels happy and happy!
What a pair of good breasts, big and white, and her delicate skin is smooth...
DuPont's throat twitched, swallowing his saliva with difficulty, suddenly bent down and buried his face in the beautiful woman's breasts, and kissed her fiercely like fire.
Ah… Maggis gnawed his rosy lips lightly, and could not stop the slutty moans coming from his mouth.
She wrapped her crystal white forearms around Dupont's neck and stroked his hair with her palms: Dear... I like you like this... I can be more rough... I'll bite me hard... It doesn't matter...
DuPont excitedly kissed the beautiful woman's plump breasts. He sucked hard, and rolled the nipple beads with the tip of his tongue and drew circles over and over again, repeatedly licking the swollen tender cherry.
Oh, so comfortable...I want...I want you...
Maggis moaned seductively, her jade hand stroked Dupont's strong back and gradually leaned under his crotch until she grasped the boy's firmness.
So big, much bigger than my dead husband... Hehe, I just like you as big as you...
Do you want me to blow the trumpet for you?
Maggis's palm was soft and soft, holding DuPont's crotch and constantly stroking it, obviously he loved this thick and mighty kind-hearted person in the boudoir.
Well, then I'll enjoy it first!
DuPont never expected that once the shy and reserved young woman was ignited by him, she would be so bold and bold. He agreed and lay down on the bed.
Maggis's husband came to the flowers when he was old. In order to enjoy the beautiful body of his young wife in the few years left, he carefully trained the little woman's bed skills, but now DuPont enjoys this blessing.
The charming little woman was lying between DuPont's legs. She first teased the boy's firmness with her plump and swollen snow-filled big breasts. When the penis became hard and hot, her urethra highlighted, she pouted her mouth in a seductive manner and put the mushroom-shaped protrusion into her mouth.
The boy's penis was hot and hard, and there was a faint fishy smell. However, the thirsty beauty did not resist this smell, and soon fell in love with this unique smell of the boy.
Her tongue swept flexibly, from the tip of her penis to the two meat eggs below, no one was licked carefully, and even DuPont's anus did not avoid filthy kisses and licks, allowing him to enjoy the tenderness of his soft cherry lips.
So cool... Your tongue is so flexible!
Little fairy, you are going to hook out my soul!
DuPont gasped excitedly, and he felt that his cock was so hard that it was almost exploded. This feeling was amazing!
My dear Lord God, are you satisfied with Maggis's service?Maggis opened his thighs with a delicate expression, and then slowly and tightened, seducing DuPont in the most seductive posture: Can you give me the same happiness?
Do you want me to fuck you?DuPont laughed and said: Of course I want to fuck you!
DuPont's eyes were keen. He had long seen that the fabric on the crotch of the beautiful woman had been wet with juice, and he could vaguely see the tender red lip inside.
He took off the little woman's last shy clothes with neat movements, then spread the beautiful woman's thighs together, and began to appreciate the seductive beauty there.
The beautiful woman's snow-white thighs are carved from beautiful jade, crystal clear and without any flaws. The honey hole between her thighs looks like a rose blooming in the early morning, and dewdrops hanging on the petals, which is really vivid and fragrant and beautiful!
I want you... to give it to me...
Maggis moaned and hungry, and asked for it. How could DuPont bear it? He immediately pressed on the beautiful woman without hesitation.
The boy's waist was thrusting, and his hot big cock pushed open two wet clam lips, piercing into the beautiful woman's body without any obstacles.
The vagina is warm and smooth, and the soft flesh is tight and delicate, and suddenly it tightens the firmness of the boy, like a precious knife in the sheath, without any gap!
Woo... so big... so comfortable... so beautiful... so beautiful... so beautiful...
Maggis's throat suddenly made a beautiful moan like crying.
Since her husband passed away, it is not that there is no man who pursues this pretty little widow, but if the other party is not worthy of relying on for life, how dare she promise others easily?
She would rather stay widowed for several years and endure the loneliness and coldness. Now her hot cock is deeply inserted into her body, completely dispelling the cold feeling!
What a tight little pussy!
DuPont also expressed a sense of joy.As a famous playboy in the family, he has been sleeping with his naked body almost every night in the past few years.
Since being thrown into this deserted mountain village, my penis under my crotch is almost idle and sick. Now I finally regained my old feeling!
Just Jī...
The boy's waist was thrusting quickly, and his powerful cock was inserted into the beautiful woman's vagina, and he repeatedly performed piston exercises.
The lewd sound of water echoed in the bedroom, like a strange symphony, making people feel lustful and wishing they could also participate.
The two of them seemed to be men and women who had tried the taste of love for the first time. Their limbs were entangled and rolled around on the bed, but their lower bodies were always combined.
The honey hole of the beautiful child and young woman has not been expanded through childbirth, and is still as narrow and tight as a virgin.
Fortunately, she has a naturally soft and erotic constitution, and the juice from her vagina is rich and abundant, which makes DuPont work particularly refreshing and happy!
The boy's clone was so hard and lasting, it seemed to turn into a spear that pierced the beautiful young woman's lower body. The thick flesh pillar was surrounded by two honey-colored seductive clam lips, and it was thrust regularly and repeatedly. The juice splashed everywhere moistened the bed sheets. However, no one would care about such a small matter, but just enjoyed the fun of love between men and women.
I don’t know how long it took, but DuPont finally let out all the accumulated desires into the beautiful young woman’s body. The fishy white slurry was gushing, filling every corner of her vagina!
I want to thank God for his gift, otherwise how can I get your favor!The beautiful woman collapsed in the boy's arms, and her beautiful eyes muttered hazy: I didn't even expect such joy when I was dreaming!
After enjoying the pleasure of roaring, DuPont did not push away the beautiful woman who was sweating profusely, but still hugged the beautiful woman with a wet body, stroked her plump buttocks, and kneaded her plump and swollen breasts. It was not until the little woman recovered from the climax that she teased softly: Baby, do you want me to come tomorrow night?
Maggis stroked DuPont's handsome face with his palm and chuckled: If you don't come tomorrow night, I will look for you in the temple!
It turned out that it was dawn and the beautiful woman had already identified her identity through the light of the morning light.This man is not a divine messenger, it is clearly the down-and-out young man who lives in the temple!
Maggis had already made a decision at this time that she wanted to try to date this man for a while.
If he was really a homeless wanderer and had no bad habits, she planned to keep him in her home and then give him a dozen children.
Then it’s a matter of certainty that we will continue to roll the sheets together tomorrow night!
DuPont was not embarrassed to see through the origin of the beautiful woman, because coaxing the beautiful little woman to bed was something he used to doing in the past.
Times of happy mood always pass faster.
Dressed in the slight glow of the morning light, DuPont rushed back to the temple gate without much effort.
Noting that the gate of the temple was still closed, DuPont's erratic eyes couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then he tidied up his clothes as if nothing had happened.He coughed a few times, put on a solemn and sacred expression, and pushed open the gate of the temple.
After all, it is a small temple in a remote countryside, and behind the gate is a spacious altar with no extra decoration or set.
After entering the door, DuPont glanced at the altar.
The candles on the altar were not lit, and the lacquered golden statue on the altar looked mottled and old under the morning glow that shone in, without much shiny.
It's really shabby!It is completely incomparable to the glory and grandeur of the town. If it were the temples there, I was afraid that the lights would be lit all night long to shine on the glory of God on the ground?I wonder if the people hiding there also feel this way?
DuPont's self-talk was exchanged for a very fast crossbow arrow.
The mechanism of this crossbow arrow was very powerful. Almost the moment the sound of breaking through the sound of the air, it was nailed to the wooden board on the ground through the chest of the young trainee priest.
The tail end of the curved arrow still trembled slightly, but there was no trace of blood on it.
The figure that was originally penetrated by the crossbow arrow began to become blurred. The young intern priest who should have suffered fatal injuries and pierced his chest. He didn't know when his face was a faint smile and he pinched a playing card in his hand and appeared more than ten steps away.
Well, a wonderful way to say hello.Since the hobbies and tastes of several people are so unique, it seems that I am sorry that I have come from afar without giving me a gift.
The palm-sized playing cards flicked the fingers of the young trainee priest and flew out with a flowing and light arc.
The originally empty wall suddenly trembled as the arc light shook, and several figures flashed out.
A figure slightly behind seemed to be very dissatisfied with the attacking arc and pulled up a shiny steel dagger to block it.
But as soon as the dagger was intersecting with the arc light, I felt that the dagger made of fine steel was lightened. The arc light was silently cut into two pieces. It was too late to dodge again in horror.
Puff!The sound of the vineyard breaking into the human body sounded, and the figure was filled with incredible surprise and a palm-sized incision was cut into the neck. He watched the arc light return to DuPont's hand, and then the blood sputtered and fell to the ground weakly.
The death of the companion made the three figures who escaped the disaster look ugly.
Good skills!I didn’t expect that you, the famous playboy, would have such skills!
A one-eyed man said hatefully in a hoarse voice.
The people who were forced out of the arc, and the one who had fallen into a pool of blood, were all dressed in tight gray clothes, showing a strong aura.
Except for the one-eyed man who was speaking, he held a steel crossbow in his hand, everyone was holding a dagger about a foot long, with his eyes fierce and sharp, and he didn't look like a good guy.
Oh, looking at the costumes of a few people, is it... the rumored bounty killer?
With his fingers gently shaking the playing cards, DuPont showed a friendly smile on his face, as if the one who cut a killer's neck just now was almost broken was another person.
Although a dagger and a man's neck had just been cut off, there was no gap or blood on the playing cards.
The edge of the playing card was covered with gorgeous and shiny silver edges, shining brightly under the dawn light.
This made the bounty killers who thought it was just a simple task sank.
No wonder the dagger made of steel can't stand it at all. That playing card is actually an enchanting weapon!And the sharp silver edge is mitr silver engraved with enchanted patterns!
I don’t know what great luck this little slutty nobleman left, but he actually got a mitsilver enchanted playing card!
Let’s not talk about the complex secret pattern enchanting craftsmanship, the mitral wrapped in just is a shocking wealth!
You know, even if it is only a piece of mites of silver the size of a fingernail, its high value is enough to make a small aristocrat in a place lose everything...
Compared to the already expensive bounty amount, this enchanted card is even more valuable.
If you use it to sell the stolen goods, I’m afraid that the mitral material on this card can sell 80,000 to 90,000 gold coins?
Greedy desire quickly overwhelmed the vigilance caused by the death of his companions. At this time, DuPont was like a bunch of shiny and tempting gold coins in the eyes of the three bounty killers!
The spoils harvested in the mission are not required to be tapped by the organization, and they can be completely swallowed and divided into private parts.
The three bounty killers glanced at each other, nodded in a tacit way, and then suddenly rushed towards DuPont.
Although the young trainee priest showed amazing flexibility and flying card attack ability just now, he was still a young boy with a young experience.
A warrior who is agile and flexible and good at long-range attacks faces three killers who are also agile but proficient in close assassination. He does not quickly distance the distance and then breaks one by one like flying a kite. Instead, he stays in place and shows off his mouth. Is it a brainless person to read Ranger novels?
The one-eyed man was very glad that his target was such an idiot, otherwise the enchantment card would still be quite threatening.If you really want to be pulled apart enough distance to fly a kite, maybe all three of you will be buried here.
However, once you are besieged close to each other, the enchantment card will only be available once at best.
Who is not a desperate person who dares to be a bounty killer?
The probability of two-thirds is not low, just fight.
Although the guy who got the one who got it would be very bad, compared to the bright gold coins, all of this is worth it, and it would be a lot of gold coins to buy, enough to have fun and carefree life for the rest of your life.
Just as I was looking forward, a sudden rise of black covered the sight of the one-eyed man.
Bo!Three daggers stabbed into a dark curtain at the same time.
Water-like ripples appeared at the tip of the dagger, and an invisible tenacity blocked the fierce stab.
A creepy feeling rose from the back of the one-eyed man.The dagger stabbed too hard and couldn't be taken back at once. Instinctively, he used his meager fighting spirit and raised the steel crossbow to block his throat.
Almost at the same time, a dazzling silver arc suddenly flashed and struck over the two muffled groans of his companions.
Thanks to that little bit of Dou Qi, the silver arc slowed down half a beat after cutting through the steel crossbow attached to the Dou Qi, and barely cut a blood mark on the throat of the one-eyed man who was retreating rapidly.
The frightened one-eyed man completely forgot that his target was a good player from a long range, and he took more than ten steps in a row, just like he was running for life, and then stopped.
A dozen steps away, the young trainee priest still had the same affinity smile, but in addition to the enchantment card, there was an open black umbrella in his hand.
Blocking the dark side of the three people's killing and assassination just now, it should be this black umbrella that appeared somewhere.
As for the two companions, they were even more miserable than the previous companion. They were completely cut off their necks, their bodies were in pools of blood, and their heads were still rolling around on the ground with their eyes wide open.
Inadvertently, the one-eyed man wiped the blood marks on his neck, secretly calling for good luck.
If it weren't for the luck to train the fighting spirit and the meager fighting spirit allowed the steel crossbow to support it for a moment before it was cut off by the enchanted card, otherwise, as long as you retreat a little more than two centimeters, you would be the ending of a broken throat.
At this point, the one-eyed man no longer expects to achieve his goal.
It was a coincidence that the direction of retreating just now was facing the gate of the temple.
run!Run quickly!
The one-eyed man turned around and ran away.
Originally thought he was a noble boy who was a fat sheep. He was not only a martial arts master, but also two enchanted weapons. He was not something that could be eaten by an intermediate team like him.
To deal with opponents of this level, I am afraid that only by dispatching the core killers of the organization can we complete the task with alertness to the goal.
While thinking, the one-eyed man suddenly found a headless body running in front of him.
It’s strange, why does this body without a head look familiar?
No, why doesn’t the part under your neck feel like it!
Just as his head fell to the ground, the one-eyed man understood everything, and the headless body running in front of him turned out to be his own...
DuPont looked at the one-eyed man with a faint sarcasm and turned around and ran wildly.
After the other party ran dozens of steps, his body suddenly separated from his head. The headless body, which was running wildly, waited until his head fell to the ground, and then ran for more than ten steps before he fell down.
The Mirsil winger on the playing cards is not only extremely sharp, but the magic secret patterns burned on it also give the card a tear-breaking effect.
If the one-eyed man stays quietly after being cut by a playing card, without running violently to turbulent blood, these secret forces will slowly dissipate after a while, and will not end up in the body and head separation.
However, once you are cut by a card and still move violently, the hidden force that penetrates into the wound will burst and tear.
This enchanting secret pattern is specially used to deal with powerful warriors who are proficient in fighting spirit.
The powerful warrior who stimulates the fighting energy to protect the body, the body parts blessed by the condensed fighting energy are not only several times harder than stainless steel, but also rely on the muscles to bite and close the wound section to avoid bleeding.
With the sharp cuts on the edge of Mithril alone, the cuts made are hard to cause fatal damage.
However, once the Dou Qi disperses and there is no protection of the solid Dou Qi, it will be a completely different situation.
With the strong body of a high-level samurai, it will not be stronger than stainless steel without the protection of fighting spirit.
This kind of tearing dark force that erupts from lurking, let alone the one-eyed man who only practices a meager Dou Qi, even a high-level warrior who is proficient in Dou Qi will easily suffer severe damage by this method when he is careless.
However, it is definitely not a good thing for these bounty hunters to appear here. Could it be that something happened at home?
Although he was anxious, DuPont went to see the old priest first.This old man was lucky, but he was knocked unconscious.
When he returned to his room, he found that his family had indeed sent someone to come and left a secret letter.
DuPont read the letter in tears, then sat on the ground like a pile of mud.
His family had been annexed by another powerful family a month ago, and his father and mother chose to commit suicide.
The last letter I left to him was to hope that he would not take revenge and to keep a useful body to marry and have children to continue the blood of the family.
It seems that those bounty killers are sent by hostile families to eliminate the roots!
It’s all that I’m not good at it. If I were willing to help my family with all my heart, things wouldn’t be so!
DuPont originally had a unique talent for magic martial arts, but he was lazy and liked to show his skills in front of others. He was always ignorant of all things in the family, so as not to be entrusted with important tasks in the family and had no time to have fun.
So when the family was facing a crisis, they simply sent him to this remote little place to take on the responsibility of continuing the family's bloodline.
Just when the real number one master in the DuPont family was as leisurely as on vacation, his parents and brothers fought bloody battles with the enemy and fell under the enemy's sword one after another!
Get married and have children, and revive your family business!Is this what you expect from me?
I understand, I will definitely show you!
Three years later, when DuPont left the small mountain village, Maggis was already the mother of two boys, and there was an unborn child in her belly.
Before leaving, DuPont left a sentence for Maggis: Take good care of our children, and when I come back to pick you up, you will be a countess!
The old priest didn't know how many times this was his first shout of the man's name.As before, no one responded to him even if he shouted.
Damn, where did he hide again?
The old priest scratched his scalp in confusion.If it were someone else, he would definitely use a ruler to hit the other person's head; but DuPont is a noble child from a big city, so he doesn't have the courage to touch a single hair.
Why did this stinky old man have to ask me to pray at the specified time?Didn’t he know that there was no trace of divine power fluctuation on the statue of the god? Even if we pray devoutly, we would just waste our saliva?
In the cellar where the grain was stored, a young man was holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, raising his head to drink from time to time, complaining unsatisfiedly.
Hearing the old priest's shouting sound getting closer, the young man threw away the empty bottles, tried hard to hide in the gap between the two rows of shelves, and muttered in a low voice: It seems that this is not a safe place, and the place must be moved next time, otherwise it will be discovered by the old guy again.
DuPont, what are you doing here?Come out quickly, the prayer ceremony is about to begin!As soon as the old priest opened the door of the cellar, he smelled the smell of fine wine and immediately guessed that he should be hiding inside.
OK!OK!This time you won.I went to do the exercise first, but I didn’t expect there was so much dust in the cellar!
DuPont muttered as he walked out of his hiding place. He still didn't understand why his parents, who loved him very much, would send him to such a desolate and remote mountain village.
The more difficult it is to survive, the more room for religion to develop.
This small village with a population of only more than one thousand is almost all devout believers of the God of Travelers, and most of these people are elderly, women and children.
Because the mountains are so poor, capable men go out to work or do small businesses.
Those who stay at home will firmly believe in the God of Travelers, hoping that the gods will bless their relatives who are wandering abroad and return to their side as soon as possible with the money they have earned.
A formal prayer event requires at least two clergy, but it is already very difficult to cultivate a priest in the village, so the old priest has been sharing two positions in the past few decades, which is also the reason why he doubts that the gods have always refused to come to God's grace.
It was not until DuPont's arrival that the old priest saw hope. The old man who didn't know the truth thought DuPont was a noble child who was driven out of the family by his family for doing something wrong.
According to the old priest's idea, although those who were superiors did not kill Dupont, they would never allow him to go back. A young man who could read and write could just take over his position as a priest after his death.
The old priest was with this idea and kept trying to make DuPont believe in the God of Travelers and insisted on letting DuPont be his assistant at religious rituals.
You are the one sent to me by the gods, and one day you will become a qualified priest!
The old priest was like a stubborn stone. No matter how DuPont hid and refused, he just followed behind and chased him!
DuPont was born into an ancient aristocratic family.Although his character is wild and unrestrained, etiquette and honor have been deeply imprinted in his blood.
For the respected old priest in the village, he could not kick it away like his friends, and could only hide everywhere.
But once he was caught by the old man, he could only transform into a obedient priest apprentice.
Fortunately, the prayer ceremony was not long, and the God of Traveler was not a god who liked to be long-winded, which made DuPont very much appreciated.
As for the next work, it's more interesting.That is to squeeze into the compartment of the prayer room with the old priests, listen to the villagers' separate prayers, and find a solution to their troubles.
Most of the simple-minded female villagers regarded the old priest as the incarnation of the gods, and conflated to him without any scruples about the loneliness of staying alone in the empty room, hoping that the gods could take special care of their husbands and let them return to their side as soon as possible.
If I were asked to be a priest here, I would never listen to people's prayers casually. I must be a young and beautiful woman.If you encounter an aunt with a bust of three feet and waist of three feet, then you should leave it to the old man.Whenever he meets an aunt who likes to nag, DuPont will think this way. He feels both sympathetic and admiration for the old priest who is loyal to his duties.
Fortunately, the one who asked the old priest to pray today was a beautiful little woman named Magis, who was the only female owner of the grocery store in the village.
Maggis's husband is the former village chief of the village. He was almost eighty when he married her as his wife.
Not long after she got married, the old man died, and the property she left behind was cheaper.
Due to the inconvenient transportation between the village and the outside world, most villagers are unable to go to the town to purchase daily necessities. Maggis has some money in his hands and hires a horse team to carry a batch of goods from outside the mountain every six months. The purpose of her opening this grocery store is not to make money from the villagers, but mainly to make some things she does.
In recent months, basically every week, Maggis came here to pray to the old priest.
Lord Priest, although I can get your blessings every time, I still commit an unforgivable sin. I have done such shameful things with men in my dreams again.I really don’t know what to do, so I beg the priest to help me and let the god forgive my sins!
Maggis whispered nervously, she didn't know that there was a young man opposite the partition beside the old priest.Otherwise, even if she was killed, she would not be able to say such a shameful topic.
The sound is very nice, I don’t know if it looks pretty!
Unfortunately, due to the blockage of the middle partition, DuPont could not see the situation opposite.In the scene where he fantasized, it must be a cute little woman with a blushing face.
DuPont forced his desires and listened carefully to the old priest's persuasion.
Ah, a pity child!Don’t let guilt overwhelm your spirit. Everyone’s heart is buried with ulterior motives. What’s terrible is that we don’t realize this situation.As long as you can stick to your beliefs and not indulge in your desires, God will also recognize you as a chaste woman!
The old priest couldn't help but sigh when he said this.Although he is old, he is a man after all, and some things are really hard to say to the young woman.
May the gods bless you!
The old priest passed a mysterious gesture in the air, releasing a blessing technique he mastered onto the little woman, which made the other party's tired heart feel relaxed and happy.
Thank you for your teaching, I feel much better now!Maggis told the secret in his heart to the old priest, and felt that the depression in his heart seemed to be resolved.
While expressing thanks softly, she also took out a gold coin from her wallet and threw it into the donation box. This is the entire income of her store in recent days.
She is really a simple and cute little woman!
DuPont muttered in a low voice, and after Maggis left the prayer room, he slipped out.
The old priest wanted to stop him, but another prayer came in next door to tell the gods about his worries. The old priest who was loyal to his duties had no choice but to let him leave helplessly.
Maggis lives in a separate building next to the village. The first floor is her grocery store and a warehouse for storing goods. She lives upstairs with two peasant women who received her employment.
Not far from the small building, there is a wide field, which is also an industry under her name, and is currently cultivated by several tenants.
DuPont remembered the location of Maggis's house and left with a bite of grass roots.
When night shrouded the small mountain village, a dark shadow appeared outside Maggis's house.
He climbed upstairs quickly, then quietly opened the door bolt on the room door and slipped into the little woman's boudoir.
Because the weather is warmer, Maggis was lying on the bed wearing a suspender pajama, not covered with a quilt, his convex and attractive figure, and his smooth and round naked thighs immediately fell into the eyes of the thief of the flower-picking thief.
What a little beauty!
DuPont hid in the dark shadow, looking at Maggis's beautiful face obsessedly.Since he was thrown into this small mountain village by his father, he, the former romantic young man, has never had the chance to get close to women.
Although he knew that Maggis was a lonely and empty little widow, what should he do to make the other party obey him?
Although DuPont is romantic and lustful, he does not like to use strong rogues. This kind of thing is better if you love each other.
Because he wanted to carefully appreciate the little woman's charming sleeping position nearby, DuPont had walked to the bed without realizing it, but found that Maggis's eyes were wide open, and his pair of beautiful emerald-like eyes were looking at him without blinking.
It's over, found out!
A hint of panic flashed in DuPont's eyes. Unexpectedly, he was so angry that he would do something that would ruin himself.
But beyond DuPont's expectations, Maggis did not shout for help, but closed his eyes helplessly as if he had expected such a thing to happen: Do you have that strange dream again?Okay, let the gods punish me, anyway, I am a slutty woman who can't suppress my desires!
When DuPont heard her say this, he immediately woke up.It turned out that she thought she was still having a spring dream, and she was regarded as her lover in the dream!
Hehe, I am not a lewd and vulgar person. Anyway, you and I need comfort, so let everyone get what they need!
DuPont thought this in his heart and could no longer suppress his desire. He took off his clothes as quickly as possible and climbed onto the beautiful young woman's bed.
My beauty, I will definitely pamper you!
DuPont murmured to himself, wanting to kiss Maggis's lips, but looking at the beautiful and holy face of the young woman, he did not dare to kiss him.
He lowered his head and pressed his face against her smooth cheeks, then took a deep breath.
It's really a nice smell, a breath that makes people feel intoxicated!
DuPont has been abstinent for too long, and only smells the fragrant fragrance of the beautiful and young woman. The cock under his crotch has become hard and it is a little swelling.
The next moment, DuPont's mouth was already kissing Maggis's smooth and tender neck.
Well... don't...
Maggis moaned shyly, unlike the spring dreams he had in the past, this time it was so real that she could even detect the familiar touch of being stabbed into her skin by the stubble.
She was less than fourteen years old when she got married and knew almost nothing about love between men and women. Although her husband was eighty, he had rich experience in bed.
After discovering that her sensitive part was her neck, I liked to kiss her neck the most and use his beard to provoke her love for spring.
Is this really a dream?
Maggis reached out to push DuPont in a daze. The delicate fingertips touched the strong muscles, which were the strong and energetic young body!
When DuPont saw the change in expression on Maggis's face, he guessed that she might have suspected that she was not in a dream. So he put his finger on the beautiful woman's ear and said softly: Don't be afraid, it was the great God of Traveler who gave me to you when he heard your prayers. By dawn, everything will be as if it hadn't happened!
oh?So, are you the messenger of the gods?
Maggis's simple heart would never have thought that someone would deceive herself under the banner of a god, and she did have secretly prayed to the gods to get a man she could rely on.
It is God who guides me to your side!
Instead of answering Maggis's question directly, DuPont misled the little woman with ambiguous words.
Oh, thanks to the great God of Traveler, who actually listened to the voice of me, a little woman!Maggis first thanked the gods with gratitude, and then said shyly: Then, Mr. God, please pamper me like your husband treats his wife!
The beautiful little woman believed DuPont's lies and obediently asked him to take off his nightgown. The plump Jade Peak jumped out from under the cover fabric like two timid white rabbits, exposed to DuPont's sight.
The breasts that have never been breastfeeded are pointed and perky, smooth, soft and elastic. DuPont clamps them in his palm and kneads them freely, and he feels happy and happy!
What a pair of good breasts, big and white, and her delicate skin is smooth...
DuPont's throat twitched, swallowing his saliva with difficulty, suddenly bent down and buried his face in the beautiful woman's breasts, and kissed her fiercely like fire.
Ah… Maggis gnawed his rosy lips lightly, and could not stop the slutty moans coming from his mouth.
She wrapped her crystal white forearms around Dupont's neck and stroked his hair with her palms: Dear... I like you like this... I can be more rough... I'll bite me hard... It doesn't matter...
DuPont excitedly kissed the beautiful woman's plump breasts. He sucked hard, and rolled the nipple beads with the tip of his tongue and drew circles over and over again, repeatedly licking the swollen tender cherry.
Oh, so comfortable...I want...I want you...
Maggis moaned seductively, her jade hand stroked Dupont's strong back and gradually leaned under his crotch until she grasped the boy's firmness.
So big, much bigger than my dead husband... Hehe, I just like you as big as you...
Do you want me to blow the trumpet for you?
Maggis's palm was soft and soft, holding DuPont's crotch and constantly stroking it, obviously he loved this thick and mighty kind-hearted person in the boudoir.
Well, then I'll enjoy it first!
DuPont never expected that once the shy and reserved young woman was ignited by him, she would be so bold and bold. He agreed and lay down on the bed.
Maggis's husband came to the flowers when he was old. In order to enjoy the beautiful body of his young wife in the few years left, he carefully trained the little woman's bed skills, but now DuPont enjoys this blessing.
The charming little woman was lying between DuPont's legs. She first teased the boy's firmness with her plump and swollen snow-filled big breasts. When the penis became hard and hot, her urethra highlighted, she pouted her mouth in a seductive manner and put the mushroom-shaped protrusion into her mouth.
The boy's penis was hot and hard, and there was a faint fishy smell. However, the thirsty beauty did not resist this smell, and soon fell in love with this unique smell of the boy.
Her tongue swept flexibly, from the tip of her penis to the two meat eggs below, no one was licked carefully, and even DuPont's anus did not avoid filthy kisses and licks, allowing him to enjoy the tenderness of his soft cherry lips.
So cool... Your tongue is so flexible!
Little fairy, you are going to hook out my soul!
DuPont gasped excitedly, and he felt that his cock was so hard that it was almost exploded. This feeling was amazing!
My dear Lord God, are you satisfied with Maggis's service?Maggis opened his thighs with a delicate expression, and then slowly and tightened, seducing DuPont in the most seductive posture: Can you give me the same happiness?
Do you want me to fuck you?DuPont laughed and said: Of course I want to fuck you!
DuPont's eyes were keen. He had long seen that the fabric on the crotch of the beautiful woman had been wet with juice, and he could vaguely see the tender red lip inside.
He took off the little woman's last shy clothes with neat movements, then spread the beautiful woman's thighs together, and began to appreciate the seductive beauty there.
The beautiful woman's snow-white thighs are carved from beautiful jade, crystal clear and without any flaws. The honey hole between her thighs looks like a rose blooming in the early morning, and dewdrops hanging on the petals, which is really vivid and fragrant and beautiful!
I want you... to give it to me...
Maggis moaned and hungry, and asked for it. How could DuPont bear it? He immediately pressed on the beautiful woman without hesitation.
The boy's waist was thrusting, and his hot big cock pushed open two wet clam lips, piercing into the beautiful woman's body without any obstacles.
The vagina is warm and smooth, and the soft flesh is tight and delicate, and suddenly it tightens the firmness of the boy, like a precious knife in the sheath, without any gap!
Woo... so big... so comfortable... so beautiful... so beautiful... so beautiful...
Maggis's throat suddenly made a beautiful moan like crying.
Since her husband passed away, it is not that there is no man who pursues this pretty little widow, but if the other party is not worthy of relying on for life, how dare she promise others easily?
She would rather stay widowed for several years and endure the loneliness and coldness. Now her hot cock is deeply inserted into her body, completely dispelling the cold feeling!
What a tight little pussy!
DuPont also expressed a sense of joy.As a famous playboy in the family, he has been sleeping with his naked body almost every night in the past few years.
Since being thrown into this deserted mountain village, my penis under my crotch is almost idle and sick. Now I finally regained my old feeling!
Just Jī...
The boy's waist was thrusting quickly, and his powerful cock was inserted into the beautiful woman's vagina, and he repeatedly performed piston exercises.
The lewd sound of water echoed in the bedroom, like a strange symphony, making people feel lustful and wishing they could also participate.
The two of them seemed to be men and women who had tried the taste of love for the first time. Their limbs were entangled and rolled around on the bed, but their lower bodies were always combined.
The honey hole of the beautiful child and young woman has not been expanded through childbirth, and is still as narrow and tight as a virgin.
Fortunately, she has a naturally soft and erotic constitution, and the juice from her vagina is rich and abundant, which makes DuPont work particularly refreshing and happy!
The boy's clone was so hard and lasting, it seemed to turn into a spear that pierced the beautiful young woman's lower body. The thick flesh pillar was surrounded by two honey-colored seductive clam lips, and it was thrust regularly and repeatedly. The juice splashed everywhere moistened the bed sheets. However, no one would care about such a small matter, but just enjoyed the fun of love between men and women.
I don’t know how long it took, but DuPont finally let out all the accumulated desires into the beautiful young woman’s body. The fishy white slurry was gushing, filling every corner of her vagina!
I want to thank God for his gift, otherwise how can I get your favor!The beautiful woman collapsed in the boy's arms, and her beautiful eyes muttered hazy: I didn't even expect such joy when I was dreaming!
After enjoying the pleasure of roaring, DuPont did not push away the beautiful woman who was sweating profusely, but still hugged the beautiful woman with a wet body, stroked her plump buttocks, and kneaded her plump and swollen breasts. It was not until the little woman recovered from the climax that she teased softly: Baby, do you want me to come tomorrow night?
Maggis stroked DuPont's handsome face with his palm and chuckled: If you don't come tomorrow night, I will look for you in the temple!
It turned out that it was dawn and the beautiful woman had already identified her identity through the light of the morning light.This man is not a divine messenger, it is clearly the down-and-out young man who lives in the temple!
Maggis had already made a decision at this time that she wanted to try to date this man for a while.
If he was really a homeless wanderer and had no bad habits, she planned to keep him in her home and then give him a dozen children.
Then it’s a matter of certainty that we will continue to roll the sheets together tomorrow night!
DuPont was not embarrassed to see through the origin of the beautiful woman, because coaxing the beautiful little woman to bed was something he used to doing in the past.
Times of happy mood always pass faster.
Dressed in the slight glow of the morning light, DuPont rushed back to the temple gate without much effort.
Noting that the gate of the temple was still closed, DuPont's erratic eyes couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then he tidied up his clothes as if nothing had happened.He coughed a few times, put on a solemn and sacred expression, and pushed open the gate of the temple.
After all, it is a small temple in a remote countryside, and behind the gate is a spacious altar with no extra decoration or set.
After entering the door, DuPont glanced at the altar.
The candles on the altar were not lit, and the lacquered golden statue on the altar looked mottled and old under the morning glow that shone in, without much shiny.
It's really shabby!It is completely incomparable to the glory and grandeur of the town. If it were the temples there, I was afraid that the lights would be lit all night long to shine on the glory of God on the ground?I wonder if the people hiding there also feel this way?
DuPont's self-talk was exchanged for a very fast crossbow arrow.
The mechanism of this crossbow arrow was very powerful. Almost the moment the sound of breaking through the sound of the air, it was nailed to the wooden board on the ground through the chest of the young trainee priest.
The tail end of the curved arrow still trembled slightly, but there was no trace of blood on it.
The figure that was originally penetrated by the crossbow arrow began to become blurred. The young intern priest who should have suffered fatal injuries and pierced his chest. He didn't know when his face was a faint smile and he pinched a playing card in his hand and appeared more than ten steps away.
Well, a wonderful way to say hello.Since the hobbies and tastes of several people are so unique, it seems that I am sorry that I have come from afar without giving me a gift.
The palm-sized playing cards flicked the fingers of the young trainee priest and flew out with a flowing and light arc.
The originally empty wall suddenly trembled as the arc light shook, and several figures flashed out.
A figure slightly behind seemed to be very dissatisfied with the attacking arc and pulled up a shiny steel dagger to block it.
But as soon as the dagger was intersecting with the arc light, I felt that the dagger made of fine steel was lightened. The arc light was silently cut into two pieces. It was too late to dodge again in horror.
Puff!The sound of the vineyard breaking into the human body sounded, and the figure was filled with incredible surprise and a palm-sized incision was cut into the neck. He watched the arc light return to DuPont's hand, and then the blood sputtered and fell to the ground weakly.
The death of the companion made the three figures who escaped the disaster look ugly.
Good skills!I didn’t expect that you, the famous playboy, would have such skills!
A one-eyed man said hatefully in a hoarse voice.
The people who were forced out of the arc, and the one who had fallen into a pool of blood, were all dressed in tight gray clothes, showing a strong aura.
Except for the one-eyed man who was speaking, he held a steel crossbow in his hand, everyone was holding a dagger about a foot long, with his eyes fierce and sharp, and he didn't look like a good guy.
Oh, looking at the costumes of a few people, is it... the rumored bounty killer?
With his fingers gently shaking the playing cards, DuPont showed a friendly smile on his face, as if the one who cut a killer's neck just now was almost broken was another person.
Although a dagger and a man's neck had just been cut off, there was no gap or blood on the playing cards.
The edge of the playing card was covered with gorgeous and shiny silver edges, shining brightly under the dawn light.
This made the bounty killers who thought it was just a simple task sank.
No wonder the dagger made of steel can't stand it at all. That playing card is actually an enchanting weapon!And the sharp silver edge is mitr silver engraved with enchanted patterns!
I don’t know what great luck this little slutty nobleman left, but he actually got a mitsilver enchanted playing card!
Let’s not talk about the complex secret pattern enchanting craftsmanship, the mitral wrapped in just is a shocking wealth!
You know, even if it is only a piece of mites of silver the size of a fingernail, its high value is enough to make a small aristocrat in a place lose everything...
Compared to the already expensive bounty amount, this enchanted card is even more valuable.
If you use it to sell the stolen goods, I’m afraid that the mitral material on this card can sell 80,000 to 90,000 gold coins?
Greedy desire quickly overwhelmed the vigilance caused by the death of his companions. At this time, DuPont was like a bunch of shiny and tempting gold coins in the eyes of the three bounty killers!
The spoils harvested in the mission are not required to be tapped by the organization, and they can be completely swallowed and divided into private parts.
The three bounty killers glanced at each other, nodded in a tacit way, and then suddenly rushed towards DuPont.
Although the young trainee priest showed amazing flexibility and flying card attack ability just now, he was still a young boy with a young experience.
A warrior who is agile and flexible and good at long-range attacks faces three killers who are also agile but proficient in close assassination. He does not quickly distance the distance and then breaks one by one like flying a kite. Instead, he stays in place and shows off his mouth. Is it a brainless person to read Ranger novels?
The one-eyed man was very glad that his target was such an idiot, otherwise the enchantment card would still be quite threatening.If you really want to be pulled apart enough distance to fly a kite, maybe all three of you will be buried here.
However, once you are besieged close to each other, the enchantment card will only be available once at best.
Who is not a desperate person who dares to be a bounty killer?
The probability of two-thirds is not low, just fight.
Although the guy who got the one who got it would be very bad, compared to the bright gold coins, all of this is worth it, and it would be a lot of gold coins to buy, enough to have fun and carefree life for the rest of your life.
Just as I was looking forward, a sudden rise of black covered the sight of the one-eyed man.
Bo!Three daggers stabbed into a dark curtain at the same time.
Water-like ripples appeared at the tip of the dagger, and an invisible tenacity blocked the fierce stab.
A creepy feeling rose from the back of the one-eyed man.The dagger stabbed too hard and couldn't be taken back at once. Instinctively, he used his meager fighting spirit and raised the steel crossbow to block his throat.
Almost at the same time, a dazzling silver arc suddenly flashed and struck over the two muffled groans of his companions.
Thanks to that little bit of Dou Qi, the silver arc slowed down half a beat after cutting through the steel crossbow attached to the Dou Qi, and barely cut a blood mark on the throat of the one-eyed man who was retreating rapidly.
The frightened one-eyed man completely forgot that his target was a good player from a long range, and he took more than ten steps in a row, just like he was running for life, and then stopped.
A dozen steps away, the young trainee priest still had the same affinity smile, but in addition to the enchantment card, there was an open black umbrella in his hand.
Blocking the dark side of the three people's killing and assassination just now, it should be this black umbrella that appeared somewhere.
As for the two companions, they were even more miserable than the previous companion. They were completely cut off their necks, their bodies were in pools of blood, and their heads were still rolling around on the ground with their eyes wide open.
Inadvertently, the one-eyed man wiped the blood marks on his neck, secretly calling for good luck.
If it weren't for the luck to train the fighting spirit and the meager fighting spirit allowed the steel crossbow to support it for a moment before it was cut off by the enchanted card, otherwise, as long as you retreat a little more than two centimeters, you would be the ending of a broken throat.
At this point, the one-eyed man no longer expects to achieve his goal.
It was a coincidence that the direction of retreating just now was facing the gate of the temple.
run!Run quickly!
The one-eyed man turned around and ran away.
Originally thought he was a noble boy who was a fat sheep. He was not only a martial arts master, but also two enchanted weapons. He was not something that could be eaten by an intermediate team like him.
To deal with opponents of this level, I am afraid that only by dispatching the core killers of the organization can we complete the task with alertness to the goal.
While thinking, the one-eyed man suddenly found a headless body running in front of him.
It’s strange, why does this body without a head look familiar?
No, why doesn’t the part under your neck feel like it!
Just as his head fell to the ground, the one-eyed man understood everything, and the headless body running in front of him turned out to be his own...
DuPont looked at the one-eyed man with a faint sarcasm and turned around and ran wildly.
After the other party ran dozens of steps, his body suddenly separated from his head. The headless body, which was running wildly, waited until his head fell to the ground, and then ran for more than ten steps before he fell down.
The Mirsil winger on the playing cards is not only extremely sharp, but the magic secret patterns burned on it also give the card a tear-breaking effect.
If the one-eyed man stays quietly after being cut by a playing card, without running violently to turbulent blood, these secret forces will slowly dissipate after a while, and will not end up in the body and head separation.
However, once you are cut by a card and still move violently, the hidden force that penetrates into the wound will burst and tear.
This enchanting secret pattern is specially used to deal with powerful warriors who are proficient in fighting spirit.
The powerful warrior who stimulates the fighting energy to protect the body, the body parts blessed by the condensed fighting energy are not only several times harder than stainless steel, but also rely on the muscles to bite and close the wound section to avoid bleeding.
With the sharp cuts on the edge of Mithril alone, the cuts made are hard to cause fatal damage.
However, once the Dou Qi disperses and there is no protection of the solid Dou Qi, it will be a completely different situation.
With the strong body of a high-level samurai, it will not be stronger than stainless steel without the protection of fighting spirit.
This kind of tearing dark force that erupts from lurking, let alone the one-eyed man who only practices a meager Dou Qi, even a high-level warrior who is proficient in Dou Qi will easily suffer severe damage by this method when he is careless.
However, it is definitely not a good thing for these bounty hunters to appear here. Could it be that something happened at home?
Although he was anxious, DuPont went to see the old priest first.This old man was lucky, but he was knocked unconscious.
When he returned to his room, he found that his family had indeed sent someone to come and left a secret letter.
DuPont read the letter in tears, then sat on the ground like a pile of mud.
His family had been annexed by another powerful family a month ago, and his father and mother chose to commit suicide.
The last letter I left to him was to hope that he would not take revenge and to keep a useful body to marry and have children to continue the blood of the family.
It seems that those bounty killers are sent by hostile families to eliminate the roots!
It’s all that I’m not good at it. If I were willing to help my family with all my heart, things wouldn’t be so!
DuPont originally had a unique talent for magic martial arts, but he was lazy and liked to show his skills in front of others. He was always ignorant of all things in the family, so as not to be entrusted with important tasks in the family and had no time to have fun.
So when the family was facing a crisis, they simply sent him to this remote little place to take on the responsibility of continuing the family's bloodline.
Just when the real number one master in the DuPont family was as leisurely as on vacation, his parents and brothers fought bloody battles with the enemy and fell under the enemy's sword one after another!
Get married and have children, and revive your family business!Is this what you expect from me?
I understand, I will definitely show you!
Three years later, when DuPont left the small mountain village, Maggis was already the mother of two boys, and there was an unborn child in her belly.
Before leaving, DuPont left a sentence for Maggis: Take good care of our children, and when I come back to pick you up, you will be a countess!
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