: Tooth for Teeth

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Barto ran over and pushed open the door when he heard the screams in the room. Warren's head hit the edge of the door he pushed open. The door was broken, and the Templar's eyes were rolled and he fainted.

"What happened?" Barto glared: "Oh, my god, it seems to be the Knight Warren."

Helen tightened her clothes and got out of bed, and her expression had returned to calm: "It's nothing, Barto, please help carry him out."

Barto had already vaguely understood what was going on. Without saying a word, he pulled Warren's legs and left, and went to the stairs to throw him down. Warren rolled down. Barto clapped his hands and strode back to Helen's room. Helen was standing at the window with his back facing him, the hazy moonlight bathed her beautiful figure, and her long golden hair was as messy as silky as the night wind.

"Princess..." This is the second time Barto calls her like this since she learned about Helen's true identity.

Helen turned around and was covered in tears. She choked and said, "Batow, Jade is dead, my Jade is dead!"

She threw herself into Batto's arms, unable to control her sadness, and burst into tears.

The little batty Barto is now like a strong-willed brother. He stood there steadily, holding Helen's shoulder, and whispered: "I know, Helen, people will die, don't cry, Jaydi is watching us in heaven, he doesn't want us to cry!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

On the roof, Jady was also tearful.

"Master! Master Warren!" The soldiers woke Warren up. They shook them very gently because they were covered with silver coins in their arms, and their movements would jingle if they were too intense.

Warren sat up with his head covering his head, and a big bag was raised on his head, which hurts to his heart with a touch. Although he has superb Dou Qi Kung Fu, he is still an ordinary body of flesh and blood when he does not use his skills. How could he withstand such a blow?

"Young master, was that arrogant little guy doing it? Let's go up and teach him a lesson!" The soldiers were eager to show their loyalty, thinking about such a big slut who had money and nowhere to spend. They went up and beat him up and maybe they could make another profit.

"Little Dwarf?" Warren was puzzled by Helen and fainted when he hit the door, and did not see Barto enter at all.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Help me up!"

Warren stood up with difficulty and asked the soldiers to support him to walk out. He climbed onto the horse and looked back at the sign of Jedi Goldsmiths shop. A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes: "If you don't want toast, you can wait, you will know what the consequences will be for Warren Von Hull that angered me!

No matter whether my father's plan is destroyed or no matter how much power he has to use, the Jedi Goldsmith shop will definitely go bankrupt, and you! You will be kept in captivity like a dog. Do you love Jedi? I will lead you to his grave and let you lie on his tombstone and moan, wait, a stinky bitch who is ignorant of being polite!"

Warren walked away in great anger, planning various insidious means of revenge along the way. When he was about to reach the General's Mansion, the surrounding area was already very desolate. In order to facilitate the mobilization of command troops nearby, the General's Mansion was located in the western suburbs near the outside of the city, which also facilitates generals to come and go to report. If officers and soldiers come in and out of the city all day long, it will have an impact on the prosperity and stability of Baptister.

Because of this, it is extremely desolate at night, and there are not even street lights. But now, I can see two bright lanterns on the road from afar. People have been assassinated in the past few days. The soldiers have become extremely alert. They immediately slowed down and raised their weapons.

"Don't be afraid, keep moving forward!" Warren's temper became a little irritated. If the damn magician dared to appear in front of him again, Warren wouldn't mind killing him with his own hands. A magician who stood on the road in a dignified manner waiting to duel with a Templar was almost the same as a virgin who was lying on the bed and letting him be abused. Is he qualified to resist?

As they approached, closer, the soldiers became uneasy. They found that they were not two lamps, but two eyes, two extremely bright eyes in the darkness, and there was a beast in front of them.

They stood up and could clearly see the beast's gallery from here. Due to the moonlight, its color was deeper than the surrounding night. Judging from the outline, it should be a wolf, far stronger than an ordinary wolf. The taller wolf almost looked like a calf.

They did not carry crossbow arrows and fought with such a wolf with flesh and blood. I am afraid that if they can't hold on for a single round, they will bite their throats. The soldiers exchanged uneasy eyes and finally looked at Warren.

"A wolf?" Warren held the hilt of the sword and frowned. The soldiers' cowardice annoyed him. If it weren't for the pain on his head, he could fly out a spear and shoot the giant wolf that had come out of nowhere to penetrate the ground. The dignified Knight Warren was so scared by a wolf that he dared not move forward. Wouldn't it be a big joke if he told it.

He waved his hand and was about to order to continue moving forward when the wolf suddenly moved. It ran lightly like a light breeze, and its two bright eyes fell together like real lanterns. The soldiers were in agitation, and Warren yelled: "Don't panic, just a wolf!"

He turned over and dismounted, walked forward a few steps, stood in front of the soldiers, drew out his long sword and raised it in the air.

The wolf suddenly stopped as he ran, and stopped more than ten steps in front of Warren. His eyes, which looked extremely bright in the night, stared at Warren coldly.

Warren was standing there calmly, preparing to kill the wolf with one sword, but when the wolf stopped and his eyes stared at him, he gradually felt panic.

He was not afraid, a wolf would not make him feel scared, even if it was a Blade Wind Wolf with the power of wind, a strange speed, or a more difficult blue demon wolf with ice and electricity dual-type, but under the gaze of this wolf, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The eyes reflected a red light under the moonlight, and the yellowish-brown patterns in the pupils looked like swords arranged closely. After staring at them for a long time, it seemed that the soul could be sucked in. What flashed in those eyes was not the cruelty of the beast, but the very human emotions.

Hate? Disgust? He couldn't explain it clearly, but the ridicule and disdain that appeared when the eyes saw his suddenly discolored face deeply hurt his heart. Warren couldn't help but yelled, raised his sword and rushed forward.

"Woo~~Ao~~~~" With a long roar, the birds flew up in the jungle in the distance, and the sword light flashed with a cold light and slashed towards the wolf's head. The wolf also suddenly moved. He jumped gently, jumped over Warren's head at an astonishing speed, landed gently on the ground, turned around very easily, raised his claws and licked it gently with his blood-red tongue.

Warren, who stabbed the sky with a sword, was shocked. He knew how fast the wolf was. This sword had already estimated the opponent's possible reaction, and the speed of the sword was extremely sharp. However, the opponent did not dodge, but rushed straight towards his sword. The height it jumped did not reach the point that his sword could not reach.

This is the most terrifying thing. Warren's sword did not fail to touch the height of the wolf's leaping, but he could clearly touch it, but he had no chance to hurt it. The speed of this wolf was twice as fast as the speed of the Blade Wind Wolf. When he jumped through the air, he seemed to flash a phantom. He could see it, but he couldn't react.

He pulled off his shirt, and the short vest on his body emitted a softer and brighter light than the moon, reflecting his handsome face as if it was shining under a holy brilliance. Warren held the sword tightly, and with a low shout, a layer of golden light appeared on his sword and his body.

The golden and silver lights were hidden together, and Warren seemed extremely holy at this time. In order to deal with the fog of corrosion when dealing with the dark magician, the two sides showed off their golden fighting skills before they could even match them. This was the second time he used his unique skills as soon as he fought.

The wolf didn't care about the sword in his hand and his strange shape. It shook easily, then moved its feet gracefully, approaching Warren step by step. The red eyes were like a playful expression, which was so weird that it was creepy. The most terrifying thing was that the inexplicable murderous aura emanated from its body, the murderous aura that permeated cold, arrogant, and despised everything was beyond the reach of this temple warrior holding a sharp sword.

"Kill it!" The soldiers reacted. It would be amazing if the young master was injured under their gaze. They raised their swords and guns and rushed towards the wolf with murderous aura.

It was very beautifully leaping, and the two front paws reflected several light golden marks, just like the morning light that tear opens the dark curtain. The light golden halo still has not disappeared from the air, and soldiers already screamed and fell out.

One, two, three... Warren has never seen anyone who can do the slaughter so beautifully and clearly, and it makes people feel pleasing to the eye. The golden light has not completely disappeared, and six soldiers have fallen down, and those who have broken their stomachs and the throats are all covered. The air is filled with bloody smell and the howlings of undead soldiers.

A soldier covered his arm, blood flowing, how could he hide it? Three more than half a foot long scratches on his left arm that were deeply wounded to the bone were shocking. This grabbed almost peeled off all the flesh on his arm. Seeing the terrifying wolf continue to walk over step by step with calm and elegant steps, the soldier suddenly screamed in horror, turned around and ran wildly without knowing the direction.

The flesh and blood limbs were all over the ground, and the bloodthirsty wolf nature emerged from the bottom of his heart. The wolf's eyes brought a little murderous aura.

"Did Mr. Mel Gibson have no new tricks? First, he sent a shameful magician, and then a monster that is not like a human. Now he is not a human at all!" Warren said mockingly, but he was even more careless. He just saw the wolf's methods, at least in terms of speed, and now he can only hope for the invincible golden fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath, and the golden light on the tip of the sword suddenly increased by half a foot, and a low buzzing sound was made in the waving.

The wolf stopped, his head slightly tilted, as if he was thinking about the problem. He was Jady. Jady believed in the philosophy of life that was tooth for tooth and blood for blood. He would never let this hypocrite who was a friend and was stabbed behind his back live one more day, but Warren's words saved his life, and Jady suddenly changed his mind.

The corners of the wolf's mouth rose slightly, and it bent out of an arc, like a shallow smile?

Warren couldn't help but take a step back, feeling creepy.

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