Heimarian Odyssey

In a critical moment, it was Memila's inherent danger that saved her.

When it was too late to say, open the right hand for the first big man like Memila grabbed it for just a second or two, and under the alarming violent warning in his mind, Memila recovered from her sluggishness.

Daddy's **** left shoulder looked so dazzling under the moonlight shining through the window at night, and Memila's face was pale as well under the moonlight.

"Come here for me!" The head man grabbed Memila confidently. For him, it was simply easier to pinch an underage yellow-haired girl.

Maybe it was stimulated by his father's serious injury, maybe it was the warning sign of his heart. At the moment when the strong man's hand was about to touch Memila, inexplicable courage was added to Memela's body, from his arms. Withdrawing the dagger, which exudes a touch of warmth, Memila stabs forward without any skill at all.

Locke's short dagger is only a low-level demonized weapon, and there is no such thing as spiritual power, so anyone can use it.

It wasn’t that Memira’s straight stab was too fast, but that the short dagger that had cured two intermediate spells was too sharp to respond to the first strong man. The knife appeared, and his thumb was cut directly.

Memela must be thankful that she didn't get started to try how sharp the tip of this knife is. This is a sharp tool that can easily cut through the hard skin of the intermediate Warcraft.

"Damn it! My fingers!" Under the pain of the big man, cold sweat emerged from his forehead.

This is the result of his carelessness. The low-level servants can already integrate the qi to any part of his body. Whether it is to increase strength or strengthen defense, it is a good method of use.

But Dahan just applied grudge to his legs to increase speed, and did not give any protection to his right hand.

This caused a mere cut of the thumb with a slight touch of the blade.

What happened between the electric light and the stone fire not only froze the two younger brothers of Dahan, but also made Memila who had done all this unprepared.

"Run!" Dad shouted again at Memela. This time his voice became much smaller, which was caused by excessive blood loss.

Yin Hong's blood had stained the ground and pulled out his short dagger. The intruder saw the old guy still holding himself, holding his face, and with a ruthless face, he drew the short dagger again to his father. This time he The thorn is the neck.

Memila saw a nightmare she would never forget in her life. A short sword passed through Daddy’s throat. Blood spewed to more than a meter high. Daddy’s mouth was still slightly creeping. She could see clearly. That’s A "running" word.

Somehow, Memela clenched her short dagger, turned her head and ran towards the kitchen.

The warning sign in her heart is still lingering. This warning sign tells Memela that although she cut off a finger of the big man, she still does not know the opponents of the three intruders.

At this time, she had to run out and ask the patron's guard in the city of Evra for help. Only then would she have a chance to revenge these intruders, so as not to let her father's blood flow.

The more critical the moment, the more able to test a person's ability to respond to stress. In this bereavement situation, Memila still has such a clear mind, at least proving that the girl is very sensible and smart.

"You, chase me!" Han said to the other man while bending over and suffering.

Ten fingers together, not to mention that he is a low-level servant, even at the higher level, he is not immune to this level of pain.

Fleeing into the kitchen, Memila ran into the shabby, violent wooden window.

When Dahan's younger brother came in, a big hole was broken in the window, and Memela's figure moved away.

"Want to run? Can you run away." The little brother scolded.

"Don't abuse this dead body, let's go chase! Made, this time, the ship turned over in the gutter." The big man spit into the ground and shouted to the younger brother who was still mad at the body of Father Memela.

"I can actually cut off my fingers. That is definitely not a normal weapon. It must be a demonized weapon. Let's chase! Call Danny outside, and I don't believe that this little girl's skin can escape the palm of my hand." Greeting the younger brother In a word, the big man rushed outside.

It is late at night. The main guard of the city is still patrolling the city or the east where the rich are the most. The northwest part of the city will not be able to come for a short time. They must start quickly.

Memila, who was running away, could even feel the breath of the yellow leather armor invaders less than two meters away.

What brought her more warning signs was the short sword in the hands of the intruder.

Witnessing Memila's use of a magic weapon to cut off his boss's finger, how could this younger brother despise Memela, he wanted to play with this woman, but it was also necessary to have a life, if it was not possible, Can only spoil the flower.

They are more interested in the magic dagger in Memila's hands than Memela, who is not full of flowers and bones.

"Help! Help!" Memila's cries spread through the nearby alleys, making the four tracksters chasing behind her scold.

What's strange is that there are indeed people walking around in the surrounding houses, and there are whispers of awakening, but no one is willing to come out to rescue this poor girl.

Human nature is selfish, and everyone who lives near Memela knows it, and some are even the foolish ones who flirt with her in the evening.

These people had a lot of guts when teasing her, but at this time, their guts were taken away by dogs.

If general bullying and extortion might still come out to see the excitement, but everyone's eyes are not blind, the four people chasing Memila behind are all brawned men with daggers and leather armor.

The dress of the four people and their fierce anger are all proclaiming the people around them, indicating that they are the adventurers.

In this case, everyone chose to protect themselves.

Memila was desperate, and it was not the younger brother who had been chasing her, but the man who had her finger cut off.

How fast is that, in the blink of an eye, the strong man's dagger has approached her hair tip.

Now that there is a lot of trouble, the strong man has the idea of ​​pitying Xiangxixiyu, and solved the yellow hair girl as soon as possible, and then left the Evra city with a magic weapon to avoid the wind and the head is the king.

The **** of the city's **** won't let go of a guy who dares to kill and rob in the city.

A short sword with some grudge blessings has torn a cluster of Memila's hair, so fast, it is not even enough for Memela to turn around and use the short dagger in her hand to resist.

"Are you dying?" Memela's heart was blank.

"Ding!!!" From far and near, an off-white stone blasted from the sky, hit the strong man's short sword blade accurately, and made a crisp sound.

"Your name is Watt? Is that how you manage your city?" In the sky, Locke's sloppy voice came.

"Boom, boom." The sound of horseshoe stepping came. Those who are familiar with this sound naturally know that this is the city's patron's guard patrol, and it is the most elite guard cavalry.