Rebecca's Back in Time

Walking on the street, he held my hand, and my eyes fell on a pair of lovers. I took his hand and stood down. The two of them kissed and hugged unscrupulously in the crowd under the sun, and then the man's back remembered that woman.

"what happened?"

"I want you to carry me on your back too."

"you sure?"

I nodded and looked at him firmly. This feeling should be very different. He sighed and said helplessly, "Your life is so comfortable."

He threw the backpack to me. Before I figured out what he was going to do, he had already squatted down. Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, he turned to look at me and patted himself on the shoulder, "Come on."

I parted my lips and smiled, put my backpack on my back, and jumped onto his back, he took a small step forward, I was picked up, his hands hooked my legs, and my arms wrapped around his neck , lying quietly on top of him.

"That's great."

He carried me through the crowd and walked slowly towards home. Only at this moment, I felt that he really belonged to me.

When we got home, there were two uninvited guests waiting for us. I got off him and looked at them. What are the two real enemies doing together? It’s all about Nicklaus, who put the blame for the genocide on us. It’s obviously Michael. Well now, it has become that they have teamed up, which makes me very speechless.

I put down my backpack and looked at them. I only saw reproach in their eyes. I looked at them defensively. "What are you two doing here?" Nicklaus said.

But they didn’t answer and rushed towards the two of us. Michael faced Nicklaus, and George faced me. I should praise him as the No. 1 of the first ancestor. I didn’t have time to pay attention to Nicklaus. Situation over there.

After a few rounds, I was briefly restrained by him, "Rebecca, don't make any more mistakes."

I hit him on the stomach with an elbow, "What's wrong with me."

"I really didn't expect you to kill your own mother, she is your mother." I blocked his fist.

I wanted to curse, but I was not polite, I cursed secretly, "I don't need you to remind me that she is my mother, which bastard told you that I killed her, I didn't." I kicked him in the stomach, He took a few steps back and teleported over immediately.

The huge momentum pushed me to the ground, "Look at yourself, what have you become after following him, become so cruel."

"What does my cruelty have to do with you? What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" I slapped him on the head with a low growl.

"You won't get anything by following him." I became more and more angry, but during this period, George and I looked over there for the first time in tacit understanding, and Nicklaus bit Michael's shoulder.

George and I let go of our clasped hands, and kept a certain distance apart, "Nicklaus, let's end it in a duel tomorrow night, on the east bank of the Willamide River."

"I will fight, you will definitely die in my hands tomorrow." Now none of us has any real weapons to defeat the enemy, so we can only let the two of them go.

Looking at the mess in the living room, I could only accept my fate and pack it up. After I finished it, I saw him sitting on the sofa and assembling the sniper rifle.

Seeing me coming, he handed me the gun, and I looked at him puzzled, "Tomorrow you find a good place to snipe those witches, and catch them all at once." I was holding a submachine gun, but I was asked to find a place to snipe, and use the submachine gun as a sniper For the gun, forget it, I will treat Nicklaus as an old antique, and I will not expose him.

"Are you really going?"

"Of course, I promise to go."

"What are you going to do, that kind of boring duel, have you become stupid." I couldn't believe it.

"You don't believe I'm going to win."

"Don't underestimate them, Michael is here."

"So what, it's not my defeat."

"What if I say I don't want you to go."

He pondered for a moment, but still looked at me firmly, "I must go, you just need to do the tasks I entrusted to you."

"I'm not your subordinate, don't order me." I threw the gun aside, "In this case, you can do whatever you want, if you die, we will be free." I stood up and walked inside, fiercely Closed the door.

I let out a hard breath and sat on the bed sullenly. His voice came from the door, "Trust me, I'll be fine." I didn't answer him, and leaned on the bed without saying a word.

I heard him go back to the sofa, and then there was no sound, I don't know if he fell asleep, I only know that I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't wake up again until I heard the sound of the door opening.

After he left, I got up immediately, kicked the bed hard, and moved from the middle to the wall. Last night was the first time since we were together that we were not in the same room. There was that backpack on the sofa.

I picked up the backpack and went out, and I could still see his back when I went out. He was not in a hurry, but just walked step by step, one front and one back, and I followed behind.

There are mostly farms on the east side, and naturally there are not as many people as on the west side. The terrain is flat and there is no good sniper spot. When we arrived, there was no one here. A few scattered trees, he pointed to them.

That means put me on there?I expressed my doubts that this tree could really hide me. Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter if I find it or not. I jumped up and picked a tree trunk that was thicker and could block my figure. I didn’t want to fall down. This is an insult to my fame.

We didn't have to wait too long, and George came, still holding two medieval swords in his hands, I don't think so, it's the 21st century, who needs to use this kind of sword, can they still play effectively, I Make deep complaints about it.

"Why, you are really the only one here. This is not in line with Rebecca's personality. Could it be that you have sealed her again?" I curled my lips in disgust on the tree and remained motionless. This is definitely blind.

"We've lived long enough. This is my favorite way. I remember you like using swords too. Let's use swords." He threw a sword at Nicklaus.

"This is how men fight." He raised his sword.

"If I win, you will let Rebecca go."

"It's not your turn to question our relationship."

"The wrong relationship between you should have ended long ago."

"Shut up." I squatted on the tree, what does this mean, what is a wrong relationship, I hate it most when others stand on the moral high ground and criticize us, what rights do they have.

Nicklaus took the lead, and I watched from above. The picture seemed to go back to the past. A cold arrow came from my back. I dodged it, jumped high with a gun, and stood at the top of the branch.

In an instant, I saw the encirclement. The vampire was in front, and the witch was behind them. From a distance, I saw Michael walking in the front. A blonde girl was especially obvious. I had a few encounters with her. Cammy.

After being bitten by Nicklaus, he didn't show any pain. His perseverance has always been the best, because he didn't allow his vulnerable side to be shown in front of others, especially because of the suffering brought to him by the werewolf he hated the most. He will only become more persistent.

They had concluded that Nicklaus was unwilling to admit defeat, and designed such a trap to wait for him, but he stood in it stupidly, more reckless than I was before, and I must have infected him with my impulse.

Another cold arrow flew over, "Father, if this is the case, you can't blame me."

"Don't run away." I roared, and shot at the witches and vampires around me. No matter what the result was, the vampire blocked the witch, and the witch used witchcraft to block the bullets.

The charm and lethality of the submachine gun are by no means so easy to block. The lethality of the bullets is really powerful. I watched those vampires fall down and then stand up. This effort is enough for me to kill the witch behind them.

"Stop, Rebecca." Michael's voice reached my ears.

"You stop first."

"You don't even care about the life of this human being."

"It's none of my business." I didn't care, but that prodigal girl, Kami, didn't let me worry, she had a knife on her throat, and she screamed desperately, "Klaus, help me, Klaus .”

Now I also suspect that Michael is a coward. He even threatened Nicklaus with a woman. He thought that a woman could restrain Nicklaus. He was so naive. At this time, I didn't expect what would happen next.

"Rebecca, stop it." I looked down at Nicklaus and thought he was crazy.

"You're crazy, I'm not."

"I told you to stop, did you hear me?"

"You yell at me for a woman, I'm going to kill her."

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