Carefully crossing the battle and making a battlefield, and then avoiding countless guards through layers of barriers. Under the guidance of several ghosts, Monet finally found the place where Perona said to store the historical text of the road sign. Recommended: The new work of the great master in the sea to fish for the moon "Occupy the Second Dimension" http://www./5_5948/

It reaches the deep space underground almost vertically. In that place like an air raid shelter, the historical text is prominently placed in the center of this space.

"Does this dark red color represent the sins carried by this stone itself?" Monet reached out to brush away the dust on the surface of the historical text, and then kept the text word by word in his mind.

Regardless of whether the sins of human beings were recorded when the historical text was born, at least it was the inducement of the war in front of us, and the wars surrounding them were not once or twice.

So Monet felt that the restrained red of the historical text was like poured into condensed blood.

The text of the historical text is already very familiar to Monet. She can record these words in the most accurate and fastest way. However, considering the situation on the battlefield at this time, she was still a little anxious after all.

After she finished the text record, she habitually wanted to look up and check it again, but at this time she "faced" with a little thing lying on the top of the stone.

A surveillance teleport bug.

Although the hard-shelled mollusk was instantly frozen by a ball of snow, Monet knew it was too late.

“Exposed?”

There is no doubt that her actions must have been exposed to the eyes of the Guangyue clan.

Logically speaking, this kind of mistake should not have happened to Monet, but as long as it is human beings, there will always be times when it is affected by emotions. No matter how precise the action is, people cannot always be accurate and meticulous... The strong pressure brought by Kaido made Monet lose control a little. She was worried that Captain Qiubai, who was fighting with Kaido, so she wanted to get the historical text as soon as possible, but... she was almost instable.

Although the situation was extremely urgent at this time, Monet did not make any mistakes in advance and retreat. On the contrary, she made the most correct judgment... instead of escaping from here quickly, she checked it again at the original pace to ensure that there was no error in the historical text preserved in her brain.

Just after she had done all this, she could already hear the sound coming from her head... a large group of people rushed in and blocked her here.

"Who are you?" The first person who rushed in shouted that he had drawn his sword and slashed at Monet. This was the core area of ​​the Guangyue clan. Since he saw outsiders, there would be no problem without asking more questions to slash him.

On Qiubai's side, Monet is not the kind of crew member who emphasizes combat power. Secretary and research talents like her have never received high-intensity and specialized combat training. It would be a bit difficult to count on her to fight a frontal offensive and defensive battle. Fortunately, she is a natural person.

The warrior's slash was swift and fierce, and Monet did not completely avoid it. A clear incision appeared on her shoulder... What was exposed was not blood, but snow.

"Hahaha, samurai? Such a sudden attack would be a loss of the spirit of the warrior. Do you even understand the etiquette of reporting your own home?" As he spoke, the wounds on Monet's body had already closed so naturally. Without the domineering attack, it was naturally impossible to hit the body of the natural ability person.

"The magic? So that's it. You avoided the guards and invaded here. There is no need to be etiquette like you!" Although he said that, the warrior still reported his name, "As a retainer of the Shimoki clan, the warrior Huo Kinemon is also the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is in charge of etiquette!"

Objectively speaking, the pirates' Union Army came here to obviously help the Kozuki clan, at least the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, but Kinemon was not wrong in taking action against Monet... They were originally on an opposing standpoint, and coupled with this rash invasion, it was nothing wrong in being judged as an enemy.

Monet's figure shook, turned into snowflakes and flew away. Then, the small space instantly turned white. The snow tornado was unreasonably rampant in the limited space. The rapidly declining temperature made the samurai brought by Kinemon turn into snowmen and were frozen.

However, Kinemon's ability to move was not limited. After all, he was one of the core retainers of the Kotsuki clan and was also called "Fox Fire", so naturally he would not be so easily hit.

The slash with flames divided Monet's blizzard into two... The snow snow fruit was not a frozen fruit after all, and Monet was not Aokiji Kuzan.

"Domestic Snow House·Ten Grass Paper!"

But Kinemon never expected that the wind and snow that had just been divided into two immediately gathered from both sides of his body, then surrounded from both sides to the middle, and finally formed a hemispherical dome to surround him.

This is a very strong snow cage, but it is strong, the only problem is that the snow cannot control the flames... and Kinemon also knows "witchcraft". He can change his clothes and is not afraid of the cold.

When Kinemon rushed out of the bondage again, all the wind and snow in front of him had disappeared. Monet did not "escape in a hurry", but stood there calmly... Escape with his back to the swordsman was definitely not the right choice.

Monet raised his hands and signaled that he would not attack again.

"What does it mean?" Kinemon asked with a vigilant look on his face.

"You win, I have no moves anymore, I will take care of you." Monet's resistance consciousness was not very strong, nor did it mean that there was no move, but there was no need to continue fighting with the other party. It was indeed difficult for her to defeat the person in front of her.

"Surrender?" Kinemon did not put down the sword in his hand because of Monet's movements. He surrendered just after two moves. God knows what the other party is doing.

"Of course, is Mr. Warrior not afraid of fighting but afraid of the enemy surrender?" Monet put down his arms again, moved his wrists together, and made an action of asking the other party to handcuff them.

However, the more she was so active, the more suspicious Kinemon became. This routine was wrong, and even made him feel like he was in a dilemma.

Continue to chop people? It’s unreasonable, but they still chop people after surrender?

Walking directly to the other party? I always feel a little reckless. Will I fall into the trap?

At this time, Kinemon hoped that he would encounter an enemy who could resist to the end, but his entanglement ended here. The next moment, the ground under his feet swayed violently, just like the entire city and the entire country encountered an earthquake.

"Sorry, Mr. Warrior, you didn't seize the opportunity to seize me. The movement just now was probably my friend's friend who logged in." Monet said.

"Friends of friends?"
Chapter completed!