The domineering president fell in love with the horrified me

Chapter 397 The Overbearing President Falls in Love with the 7-Year-Old Me (86)

"Hey, little black man, just rest here. My sword can't wait to taste blood!" Camilla suggested with a smile. It was obvious that she was quite optimistic about the ability of this black man in front of her and was ready to use 200% of her strength.

"Little Blackie?" Lord Black couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard the woman's arrogant words, and said arrogantly: "Stop talking nonsense! Where did this little yellow-haired girl come from!" The huge body let out a arrogant laugh, and the strong airflow blew Camilla's delicate hair everywhere.

"Master, this thing is so strong?" Lizzie was frightened by Lord Black's roar, and the sharp blade in her hand trembled slightly.

"Alas, I shouldn't have set foot here in the first place!" Lord Hei shook his head and sighed, then asked, "Can I just ask, can you please leave your right hand behind?"

"Don't even think about it! If you are willing, you can spare your life. After all, today is the day for me, Camilla, to draw my sword and achieve fame!" Seeing Lord Hei begin to retreat, Camilla immediately made a declaration with full confidence.

However, just as Camilla was still talking complacently, her face suddenly changed, and her arm went numb. The figure of Lord Black instantly appeared behind her like a ghost, and Lord Black even lowered his head to lick the remaining blood on his claws. Then an arm holding a giant sword was thrown into the air, and a thin blood thread connected the arm and the body.

"That's it?" Lord Hei sneered disdainfully.

When the soldiers in the castle saw this scene, they seemed to see the hope of defeating Camilla and shouted excitedly.

"Ah——!" Lizzie couldn't help but let out a miserable moan.

Camilla's face became paler and paler. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her empty right arm, her face full of shock and fear. Then her body was like a deflated ball, with waves of pain coming one after another. She gradually lost her strength and her eyes became blurred. Just one move made her lose her arm? The battle ended without her being able to see the attack route of Lord Black? ?

"Oh no!!!" Steele and the others were originally rejoicing that the Eighth Emperor Goddess blocked Lord Black, but they did not expect Lord Black's strength to be so amazing. They were suddenly terrified, fearing that the Eighth Emperor Goddess would die.

The situation is urgent. If the Eighth Princess really dies here, they will have to follow her.

The centurion named Walpole rushed forward first.

The Eighth Princess' face turned pale as paper, and she secretly cried out in pain. The intense pain from the wound made her bite her lips tightly, and her mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Lord Hei looked at the human in front of him with interest. He was so injured but he didn't run away. "What a tough guy! I see you are a woman. How about I stew you into soup or roast you?"

"Damn it! Lizzie!" The eighth princess barely used her remaining left hand to summon back the greatsword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Lord Hei.

"Master, run away!" Lizzie's trembling voice rang in the ears of the Eighth Princess. After a while, the originally strong sword fell weakly on the snow as if it was limp, and even the sword body became unusually heavy.

"Clang!" The big sword slammed heavily on the snow and sank deeply into the snow, as if it was ashamed to see people.

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