If we are robbed, we can throw our wallet away to the other party and run away while the other party is picking it up. Deyoulan thought of a solution because he had heard such a saying before. Of course, he also thought about what to do if he fails, but he didn't think much about it. Anyway, it's a success now.

There were not many wonderful battles. As a swordsman holding a sword, Deyoulan, a set of reckless and bloody swordsman, the gods came down to earth to burst out, then charge, tear, or start with the lone wolf posture and back-water posture, seamless, sword dance, Yan Hui, and a flash of his mind and eyes, while the opponent, as the scout, naturally, attacks, kidney strikes, and then thorns, poisonous blades, bleeding...

The seduction plan was successful. Deyoulan picked up the sword and pushed it away and ran over to meet Wei Nei. After all, everything was not over. As a good student, he never fought in school, let alone hit people or chopped people, and he didn't dare to kill chickens. Although he had been practicing swords for so long, he had thought about what to do when he encountered an enemy. He could not be soft-hearted just because the enemy was human. At this time, there was still a little shake. At least he finally swung it out, and it was not gorgeous.

After being a scout for so long, he still has some combat power. When the sword swung over, the man leaned back and barely dodged the attack.

So passive, the man rolled on the ground, hoping to keep a distance.

Deyoulan is a novice. If someone has such a chance, the other party's head had already fallen off, falling on the grass and rolling, leaving a bloodstain. Then the headless corpse seemed to react and fell to the ground. Although he was a novice, he didn't need to learn specifically when waving his sword to attack. If he chased him, his second sword would be swung again.

Deyoulan does not know swordsmanship, and his attacks are completely out of order. However, men are not necessarily very powerful. They are like moving around in a small space, easily avoiding attacks again and again, escaping into the shadow and stooping behind the enemy to shoot back or slit throats. This is impossible to do.

Deyoulan swept his sword over, and the man bent down to dodge.

The sword that Deyoulan swung was back, and the angle of the attack this time was naturally not as good as the first time, and the man raised his foot.

The attack was like a storm, and the man could only retreat step by step. His chest was undulating violently and his heart was beating very fast. This was not a solution. He wanted to fight back and just dodged the attack and stretched out his arm. However, Deyoulan's sword came again with the violent sound of breaking the wind, and he could only dodge again. One inch long and one inch stronger. The opponent's weapon was a two-handed sword, and only a dagger was in his hand.

The scout is not an assassin. The scout's main job is to detect the enemy situation, discover the traps in advance and remove the traps to avoid unnecessary reductions in personnel to prevent the team from walking on the rubble without making any sound, and can easily climb over the wall. However, head-on combat is not a strong point, and the man feels a little aggrieved. He really has to fight back, and he touches his waist... What about my blindness? It is because he doesn't have money to do this kind of thing.

There is a saying that it is not unreasonable to kill the master's tutor. There are always failures in dodging again and again. The man finally got a strong sword from Deyoulan. Deyoulan chose the Rhodes at the beginning, and his strength was not outstanding. Even so, it was much stronger than the NPC. If it weren't for this, why would he be able to kill the whole world? This was not as simple as having a flirting.

Even if those strong men held magic weapons and cut on the steel on the rocks, they could cut butter like a hot knife, and they were like unstoppable. In any case, Deyoulan could not do it. Such a sword could not kill people. The man fell to the ground, Deyoulan held the sword, and his face was scraped with blood marks by the thorny branches growing on the roadside, but the subsequent attack was hesitant.

Why didn't the attack continue? The man didn't know. If he turned around, he could see a pale face. His eyes glanced at the dagger that fell to the side and wanted to pick it up. Just as he held the dagger, he stepped on it and couldn't help but let it go.

The man did not expect a boat capsized in the gutter, but he didn't have time to think about so many things. If he ran, he must run away, not die. He endured the severe pain, and used all his last strength to use his hands and feet to try to escape.

The man ran, Deyoulan chased after him, strideing, and he chased after him without much effort. For some reason, he did not hesitate this time, raised his sword and slashed it with another sword. At this moment, he could not hear the sounds around him.

The man still ran again, but his speed was obviously slowing down, and he shook his arms and staggered.

Gasping heavily.

Huh ~

Ha ~

Huh ~

Ha ~

Huh ~

Ha ~

Deyoulan slowly walked behind the man, holding the sword, dilated his pupils, and another sword slashed on the man's back.

He was afraid, he was really afraid. Although Wei Nei was not a daughter or a relative, he had adopted her before traveling. He simply adopted her because he had already adopted her before traveling. If she had not adopted her at the beginning, she might not have gone to look for a traveling nun to adopt her... How could it be? She got along very happily these days, and she was her partner. The little girl was so heartbroken that she finally knew she was afraid. Her voice was filled with a hint of crying. Listening to that voice, her heart was thrusting.

"I was wrong, please let me go." At this time, the man fell to the ground, not dead yet, his chest was still rising and falling, begging for mercy.

Huh ~

Ha ~

Huh ~

Ha ~

"Let you go?" Deyoulan said, holding the sword in both hands and changing to one hand. The bright red blood dripped along the sword body and fell on the soil on the hillside and on the dead leaves.

"Let you go?" Deyoulan repeated, defeating the enemy, and now there is no danger and no courage to kill.

The man struggled and wanted to get up, Deyoulan said to himself: "Let you go, let you go... I thought about it, let you go back, wait for your injury to heal, it is impossible for an adventurer to know a little after being a thief for so many years, what should we do if we take revenge? Only a thousand days of thieves, no thousand days of thieves. Otherwise, what should we do if we report to the security team or report to the Adventurers Guild? Although you acted first... you killed a hundred years. You said before that there are grizzlies here, well, there are grizzlies, and the Grizzlies dragged the adventurers away. Yes, it is normal for a person to die in this world, let alone an adventurer. It is normal for an adventurer to go out and not come back."

Deyoulan raised his sword, but he still felt that it was not possible. He turned around and Wei was behind him. The little girl must have a psychological shadow when she saw the murder.

I let it go, but I still killed it, and I couldn't hesitate.

Huh ~

Ha ~

Huh ~

Ha ~

Suddenly, Deyoulan suddenly shouted, not thinking about too many other things, and raised his sword high...

Blood splattered on his face, slid along his face to his chin. Before he could fall, Deyoulan reached out to wipe it, half of his face was stained with blood.

When he killed someone, he had no mind and was still calm. He only felt that he was not himself, but he had never done such a thing before, so he could not say who he was. When he killed someone, he looked left and right, his eyes were not focused, and he felt a huge suffocation. At this moment, he thought of many things. After a moment of loss of consciousness, he let go of the sword, the sword fell to the ground, raised his hand and grabbed it, feeling that his hand was not his hand, and he had no feeling at all.

Huh ~

Ha ~

Huh ~

Ha ~

Deyoulan sat down on the slope on the side of the mountain road. It turned out that the adrenal glands were secreted and they didn't know they were tired at all. Now they felt tired, and sat blankly, motionless, and did not sound a word until Weine caught up and shouted "Deyoulan". He turned his head and looked at the little girl, and smiled: "I'm dead, I killed someone, it's me, it has nothing to do with Weine. He took out the dagger first... I didn't want to kill it at first."

Deyoulan said: "It's no big deal to kill someone, Vine doesn't have to be afraid."

"Not afraid," said Weine.

Deyoulan stood up. Although he was killed in the game, he had no experience in this kind of thing. He looked at the body that fell to the ground and died with his eyes closed: "Now is not the time to relax. We can't find that we killed him. Let's hide his body. Let's go back a little. Isn't there a cliff there? Push down the cliff and get eaten by the beast in two days... It seems that there is no point in hiding it. If someone discovers it... it's better to hide it."

"Look for it, is he rich?" Deyoulan found himself very calm. "That dagger is useful... It's better not to do it. What if his friends find it and recognize it? Throw it down the cliff together. It's not a valuable thing anyway. Use... to wrap his daggers with him and throw it away, don't leave fingerprints."

"What is fingerprint?" Wei Nei asked.

"Fingerprints are the lines on your fingers. Everyone is different. Through fingerprints, find the suspect."

Finally, they finished everything, and there was basically no harvest in touching the body. The crime scene was damaged and found a stream to wash all the blood on their faces, hands, and swords. The blood on their clothes and pants was a big problem. Wash them with water, and there was still a little bit, just wipe them with soil to cover them.

On the way down the mountain, Deyoulan reminded Vine not to show off his strength and was thinking all the way. Does the man have any friends who knew that he was following him today. Since he did not come back, he judged that he was the two of them who killed him and then decided to take revenge. Think about it in his identity, if I were the man who was the one who wanted to make money, he would never tell others to share the money together. Just in case, just run to another city today, but that seemed like he was running away for fear of crime.

They returned to the town and the hotel. Cisse came up and asked, "You are back, how are you getting?"

"You'll know just look at it." Deyoulan said with a smile.

After saying goodbye to Cice and returning to the room, Deyoulan felt that his performance just now was very unnatural, but Weine's performance was very good.

Sitting in the room until the evening, Deyoulan took Weine to dinner and kept telling a rude and cold joke. At night, Deyoulan sat by the bed, and his head was still in chaos. He never let go and pretended to be fine. Suddenly, Weine's voice: "Deyoulan, are you still afraid?"

"Not afraid." Deyoulan replied, "The dead duck is stubborn."

"Dyyulan..." Weine sniffed, suddenly hugged Deyyulan's head and touched his head, as if it was a long time ago, "It's okay, it's okay. He is a bad guy, we are good guys, it was him who started. Well... Deyyulan is really good at lying, and he actually said that there are so many things in the magic bag, obviously not. Deyyulan is so powerful, hahaha, and you knock him down. Thank you, Deyyulan, otherwise I will definitely be killed by him."

It's so ironic that I'm not as good as a little girl.

It's so ironic that I need a little girl to comfort both times.

Shake your head.
Chapter completed!