Huang Zun II

Chapter 112 The Familiar Back View (2)

"Leon, go this way, there is a shortcut to St. Petersburg College!"

Porter came to an alleyway, beckoned to Leon, and signaled him to go this way.

Leon paused for a moment, not doubting him, and turned to this alleyway with Master Li.

When Master Li walked into this alleyway, he stopped suddenly. In his memory, this shortcut didn't seem to lead to St. Petersburg College?

Immediately, Master Li was about to call out to Leon, but he felt a chill in his heart. A sharp knife pierced his chest, and strands of blood gushed out.

Master Li turned his head in disbelief, and saw Porter sneering at him, while the sharp knife on his chest was tightly held in his hand.

"Why?" Master Li's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

Porter curled his lips and said lightly, "Because you are in the way."

At this time, Master Li finally understood that Pert's goal was not himself, but Leon!

"Leon, little..." Before Master Li could finish speaking, Porter pulled out a sharp knife and cut his throat.

Leon froze for a moment, then turned his head in astonishment, just in time to see Master Li clutching his bleeding neck, and fell limply.

"Master Li..." Leon murmured, unable to believe the scene in front of him, and what made him even more unbelievable was that Porter was holding a bloody sharp knife and looking at him indifferently.

"Pert, what's going on?" Leon said with a pause, he couldn't believe that Pert, who is usually kind, would be so ruthless!

"Leon, go to hell!" Suddenly, Burcher leaped out from behind Leon, holding the Sword of Dawn and stabbing fiercely at his back.

Leon was so confused by what happened at this moment that he couldn't react at all.

He turned around blankly, looked at Burcher's sinister gaze, and the Dawn Sword gleaming with cold light, feeling desolate and desperate in his heart.

A Porter whom he considered a good friend stabbed him in the back at such a critical moment.

This is a mental injury, but it is even worse than the injury caused by the Dawn Sword that is about to penetrate his chest.

Burcher looked at Leon in a daze, and the Sword of Dawn was able to pierce him a few centimeters away, as if everything was doomed.

He gently twitched the corners of his mouth, longing for the man in front of him, bleeding in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by and stopped in front of Leon, and the Sword of Dawn passed through the chest of this sudden man without hindrance.

Burcher looked at the person in astonishment, and immediately showed a terrified expression, the hand holding the Dawn Sword kept trembling.

"Impossible! Impossible! You are dead!" Burcher said in confusion.

Leon stared blankly at the comer who blocked the Dawn Sword for him, and feeling the familiar aura brought by this back, he couldn't help trembling: "You are... Mirell?"

Hearing this call, the visitor couldn't help trembling slightly, and then nodded heavily.

Yes, the person who saved Leon was exactly Mirell who should have died.

"Leon, I'll talk about the rest later, let's solve the immediate trouble first!" Miller said lightly, then grasped the Dawn Sword, and slowly pulled it out.

Looking at Mirell's action, Leon was surprised, he didn't feel any pain, and no blood flowed out yet.

Is it...

"You... turned out to be a mutant puppet!?" Burcher exclaimed, while Porter, who was watching from the side, finally realized the urgency of the matter.

After struggling and thinking for a while, he rushed forward immediately, and before Leon and Miller could react, he took Burcher to crush the precious teleportation scroll and left the scene.

(End of this chapter)