Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 1019 There Are Angels in the West 39
The back was chiseled by the big knife as if piercing through the soul, the burning pain directly took half of its life!
How dare you negotiate terms.

The limitations of the human world really made it feel wronged.

"Get off my back first." Amut's voice was quite melodious when he was not angry under his rough appearance.

Lance: "What do you mean?"

Amut said aggrievedly, "It goes without saying, right?"

Does it have to say the words to admit defeat?

It also has self-esteem, okay?

Lance jumped from Amut's back to the ground, raised his hand and opened his palm in the direction of Shen Ronghua, muttering something, and Shen Ronghua was free in the next moment.

She went straight to Lance through the trees and said guiltily, "Lance, I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen."

"You don't need to apologize. People's hearts are complicated. You can't see through them." Lance looked up at Amut and replied with squinted eyes.

Looking at it from Shen Ronghua's perspective, the white-haired boy's chin was slightly tense, his brows and eyes were covered by white bangs, and the uncomfortable emotions on his body were somewhat restrained, but not fully released.

"The world is so big, there are so many surprises, no matter how bad things can happen, Chris must learn to tolerate everything." Lance taught after thinking for a while, but he still didn't mean it.

Shen Ronghua nodded, "I can express my understanding, but I cannot forgive."

Lance: "...Chris, you are wrong."

Shen Ronghua frowned: "I can't forgive the person who put you in danger, just like just now, I can't forgive myself for a while."

Lance's eyes flickered, and those smooth and majestic words could not be uttered.

Because he felt that the girl was right.

Amut: "Ahem, where's the potion?"

This man named Lance is really strange, he strikes so cruelly, but his words are so kind, it's unbelievable.

If it weren't for the burning pain in his back, he would have thought that Lance was a human being belonging to the savior category.

Lance took out a bottle of St. John's Oil from his storage bag, "Shall I help you?"

Amut couldn't reach it, and didn't refuse: "Okay."

To be honest, it still makes sense.

Lance's ice table rose from the ground, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and sprinkled the medicine on Amut's back.

And Amut was looking at each other with Shen Ronghua.

"The breath on your body is very familiar." Amut concluded.

Shen Ronghua responded: "The breath on your body makes me want to get close."

The white-haired boy shook his hand.

There was a sudden pain in Amut's back, and he turned to look at Lance.

Lance looked at him and said without apology: "Sorry, my hand slipped, the bottle fell on your back."

No wonder it hurts, because it was hit by a bottle.

Amut didn't care too much, it was just a little pain, I can bear it!
It turned its head and looked at the cloak covering the girl's whole body from head to toe. It couldn't help guessing, "Is it an angel?"

Shen Ronghua was slightly startled, "You are so amazing, you can guess all of this."

Amut couldn't help but feel a little proud, "That's natural, what else in the human world can hide from my eyes? But then again, which faction angel are you?"

There are eight factions of angels, namely combat, miracle, academic, fall, justice, defense, energy, charm and so on.

Shen Ronghua shrugged, "Not very clear."

Some information flashed through Amut's mind, and he guessed: "Maybe you are just a branch, and you can't sense your own responsibilities for the time being."

(End of this chapter)