let go of my anne

That meteor-like blow finally exposed the opponent's hidden murderous aura. At that moment, Galen felt his back as if being firmly pressed against by thousands of long knives, and was following the opponent's approach. , Cut into his skin inch by inch.

When he felt the blow, he knew that he would never be able to turn around and block the blow before the opponent stabbed him, because the blow was too fast, but he still laughed.Because, he believed that he could definitely thrust the sword into the opponent's throat before the blood dried up.

So come on.Let's see who has more blood.He closed his eyes with a smile, squeezed the hilt of his sword, and took a deep breath.

The snow was raging.The wind was raging.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air caused the surrounding air to twirl wildly, and the snowflakes that filled the sky were smashed into fine pieces and fell down one by one.Before reaching Galen's body, the excessively strong sharp edge had already made a piercing sound on his armor.

Death is about to begin.

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When that meteor-like blow appeared, Chen Senran, who was sitting in a tent in the big camp, holding a glass of red wine, felt the pain of tearing nerves again, as if someone forcibly tore the nerves apart. His mental strength is forcibly overdrawing something.

The sudden severe pain made him almost lose his grip on the wine glass, and the momentary trembling caused a little of the wine in the glass to spill, which dripped on the open "Northern Landscape Records", through the dark oak Leaf paper, infiltrated with a treacherous black.

Chen Senran put down his wine glass, rubbed his swollen temples, glanced at the little girl who was sleeping peacefully behind him, and after tucking up the quilt for the little girl who was sleeping very badly, he stood up and started to walk out .

He had to figure this out, otherwise, he might die because of it.

He opened the tent and tried not to let the majestic wind and snow enter the tent. He first came to the entrance of Lao Du's tent. Just when he was about to call Lao Du's name, the nerve-torn pain came again. The upwelling knocked him to the ground one after another. He held on to the ground with one hand, gasped and looked towards the distance covered by heavy snow.

This time, he has locked the target.

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Just when the sharp claws touched Galen's armor and were about to pierce his flesh and release blood, there was no movement behind him.

The claw that was originally as fast as a shooting star seemed to be frozen at the moment when it was about to be bloodthirsty. This sudden change made Galen stunned for a while.

Then he finally remembered something, opened his eyes, and looked at the snow not far away.

There, a woman stood tall, with a bow like a full moon.It wasn't until this moment that the clear sound of the bowstring resounded in the air.

Those fragmentary snowflakes finally landed.Galen let out a long breath, turned around to look at the thing that was completely frozen, and slowly raised the fearless sword in his hand.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally saw through the dim moonlight what kind of monster it was that killed so many of his brothers.

It was a monster with red skin, thin wings on its back, a hard carapace on its body, and sharp claws like blades.Like a red praying mantis.

One thing Galen guessed was right, that is, it was indeed strangely shaped and extremely ugly.

"Pay your life for your killing." Galen held the sword in both hands, with cold moonlight and snowflakes falling on his blade, "Farewell to the world, bastard."

"I think, you'd better not do that." A low and rough sound like a hundred thousand hammers falling together sounded out of place from a distance.

Galen put down his long sword and frowned. The direction of the voice came from... Ashe.

Turning his head, Galen put his long sword on the ground and looked in that direction. The Ice Archer, who was about to walk over, was grabbed by the neck by a rough and wild claw full of naked violent beauty.

"I'm sorry." Ashe put down the big ice bow in her hand calmly, without a trace of fear.

"Woman, don't talk, otherwise, I don't mind killing you first." The claw master finally showed his face. He grabbed Ashe's neck with one hand and walked towards Galen step by step.

The wind and snow blew the hair all over his body, and his ferocious bone battle armor covered his whole body reflected a terrifying white light in the faint moonlight.

The fangs and lion-like eyebrows and eyes on his face all show his inhuman blood. At this moment, another monster that quietly came out from the darkness is slowly approaching with a very aggressive pace. .

"Then, Mr. Lion, there are actually two rulers in the so-called last pure land of the Freljord?" Galen slowly stroked the hilt of the Fearless Greatsword. He wanted to slow down the opponent's indomitable momentum first. .

"No, that's my prey too." The humanoid monster with a lion's face replied calmly, and the pace of attack was still unhurried.

"So you want to exchange with me now? After all, I was the one who caught this prey first." Galen's eyelids twitched, and the other party's silent hijacking of Ashe had already made him extremely afraid, and he didn't think too much about it. Definitely beat this guy.

"Yes, exchange, I have no interest in the skulls of you weak mortals, you just give it to me, and you can fuck with this woman." The lion-faced guy finally came five yards in front of Galen He stopped in his tracks and uttered extremely arrogant words.

"Did you kill the soldier last night?" Galen was still rubbing the hilt of his sword, and he looked at Ashe, who just returned him a glance indifferently.

What a fearless woman.

"No, that's what this guy ate to replenish his strength... well, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, if you don't look good, killing you would cost me a little stamina, and it might hurt me and affect my hunting later. , I will definitely kill you right now, you have too many problems." The guy with the lion face waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up."

"Okay." After Galen asked the last question he wanted to know, he lifted up the praying mantis that was completely frozen into a solid piece of ice, and handed it over.

"Get out." The guy with the lion face threw Ashe over like a chicken, and the other paw reached out to catch the prey in Galen's hand.

Pulled, did not move.Galen didn't let go.

"You..." The lion's face tilted its neck, and an extremely ugly smile appeared on its face, as ugly as if it hadn't smiled in decades.

"It killed many of my brothers, and I must kill them with my own hands. Since you want to snatch it, kill me first." Galen looked directly at the other party's eyes that concealed countless indifference and cruelty, and said slowly.

The lion's face was still smiling, but he didn't laugh out loud. He let go of his hand, as if he was very happy.

"Very good, mortal, very courageous, I have changed my mind, I will store your skull in my third collection room, thank you for bestowing you with such a high honor."

"It's a great honor." Galen threw the ice sculpture in his hand on the ground, raised his long sword with both hands, and his eyes were cold.

The snowy night is still long.

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Finally there is Saturday and Sunday. .Get some sleep tomorrow and try to write better.