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When the two arrived at the ancient battlefield sandwiched between the valleys in the morning, the Lich Yashar was already ready.

He stood on a high place on the slope, and the valley below his feet was full of rotting corpses, including human warriors in cloth armor, and skeletons of monsters and animals.

Les left Youxia outside the valley, and walked into the battlefield alone.

Hearing Ofina yelling "Let's start", the Lich raised his bone staff and chanted a spell. The next moment, black mist rose from the ground, and the corpses lying on the ground stood up one by one. It is a rotten human head, full of scars and stench, like a purgatory on earth.

The first one to attack Rice was a soldier wrapped in armor.

It jumped up high with a rusty iron sword in its hand, and was cut in two by Les's sword, and fell heavily to the ground. The black mucus from the corpse splashed on Les' side face, adding to his handsome appearance. Kind of evil.

Seeing that Rice easily dodged the attack, Youxia breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately, he saw the soldier's corpse that had been cut in half raised its head again, dragged half of its body and continued to move towards Rice's direction quickly. After crawling over, even its shriveled and shriveled legs kept moving.

Looking to the side, the surrounding ground is full of severed limbs and arms possessed by the undead, or dragging rotten muddy internal organs, or squirming twisted finger bones, trying their best to approach the center of the battlefield.

This scene is too challenging for mental acceptance.

Youxia looked at Les who was fighting in front of the corpses, and admired him very much. From such a long distance, he could smell the rotten stench, and he couldn't even imagine being in it What would it be like to vomit.

While suffering from anxiety, he suddenly saw the lich standing on a high place raised his staff again and chanted a strange incantation.

As his spell fell, the black mist on the battlefield became thicker, and the attack speed of the undead became faster. Les could escape the siege from all directions unscathed, but gradually began to get injured. Some small scratches could quickly Heal quickly, and once bitten by a wild animal or a corpse, at least a piece of flesh must be torn off!

Seeing more and more bloodstains on his body, You Xia's heart throbbed fiercely, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead and back.

When an undead holding a knife was about to slash on Rice's shoulder, he clenched his fist and almost wanted to rush over, but he finally endured it. Fortunately, Rice escaped the attack, otherwise he would be so big I don't know how much blood will be bleed when I am cut with a broken knife.

"If you can't watch it, don't watch it anymore. Why are you torturing yourself so much?" Ofina said lazily, "You are here, I don't think he can beat you well."

You Xia didn't say a word, and at some point there was a golden longbow in his clenched fist.

Ofina was dazzled by the golden bow and arrow, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Is there really no problem with this method?" Youxia said calmly, "At least there should be a supervisory role, in case any undead is out of control..."

"Don't worry, Yashar has a measure." Ofina waved her hand perfunctorily, "Speaking of supervision, I'm still watching here!"

You Xia frowned and looked at her suspiciously. The other party was sitting on a flat stone, eating with relish the fried chicken they brought from the city.

Beside her, an ugly little black-skinned devil was munching on the burger, making "sucking" saliva sounds while eating.

"Don't you feel that you can't eat?" He asked Ofina.

"It's a little bit," Ofina wrinkled her nose, "The smell of this corpse really travels far enough."

"That's not what I meant," Youxia didn't know if she really didn't understand, or pretended not to understand, and asked, "Seeing your son being attacked, injured, and bleeding continuously, don't you feel uncomfortable at all? "

"What's the pain? Isn't this what he will experience sooner or later?"

Ofina snorted and chuckled: "Besides, I said earlier that our magic dragon doesn't have such a thing as family affection."

You Xia found himself speechless.

He simply stopped talking nonsense, and once again focused his attention on the valley ahead.

On the battlefield, wave after wave of attacks never stopped. Rice kept destroying the enemy and was stabbed constantly. Although the wound would heal, the blood that flowed out could not regenerate immediately, so his face became paler and paler.

Enduring the torment in his heart, Youxia felt that a very long time had passed, but when he heard the sound of Ofina still eating fried chicken, he knew that at most only ten minutes had passed.

In the confusion, he saw that Les stopped his movements suddenly, and one by one undead rushed towards him in an instant, surrounding him densely, and Youxia's heart clenched again.

In just a few seconds, his heart was beating fast, and he had never been so worried until he saw the black mist and corpse being swung away by a murderous sword.

The next moment, Les just raised his head, and Youxia met his eyes, and suddenly found that those dark and quiet eyes had turned into blood-red vertical pupils!

Began to be demonized.

The moment he realized this fact, You Xia felt his nose sore inexplicably, and tears were about to flow out.

He realized that he really couldn't watch such a scene, and no matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he couldn't stand it any longer. He wanted to leave on the spot, but when he thought of how sad Rice would be when he found himself leaving on the battlefield, he finally endured it. When it is really uncomfortable, I will turn my back and temporarily avoid the cruel scene.

He didn't know how he persisted until the end. He only remembered that in the later stage of the battle, Les had already shown signs of being half-demonized, and black scales of a dragon began to appear on his body, and his fighting methods became more and more fierce, as if being beaten The demonic nature was completely aroused, and he completely lost the calmness he had when he was a human race.

Ever since he started demonizing, he intentionally avoided turning his face towards Taniguchi. Youxia understood that he didn't want to let himself see his demonized appearance, so he kept his back to the battlefield and squatted on the ground until the sun gradually faded away. There were signs of the west sinking, and the sound of fighting behind them gradually fell silent.

In the silence, he heard the sound of Les walking over, his heavy footsteps were like his beating heartbeat.

You Xia was fully prepared before turning around, but she was still so shocked by the scene before her that her hands and feet felt cold.

In sight, the other party's body was bloody, the hair rope was scattered, the hair was messy, and the face was so white that there was no trace of blood. It was far more miserable than yesterday.

"Okay." Les said in a hoarse voice, not getting too close, maybe because he was afraid of the smell on his body.

You Xia endured it for a whole day, but she didn't know why she couldn't hold back now that it was over, she was still looking up at him, tears streaming down from her open eye sockets.

Rice's expression suddenly became flustered, and he reached out his hand to help him wipe away his tears, but saw his bloody hand froze again halfway, and his eyes showed a little bewildered grievance.

You Xia grasped the hesitant palm, stood up and wiped away tears as if nothing had happened, and said in a calm voice: "Go back to the hotel first, and take care of the injury."

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The hotel room was dark, with peeling paint on the walls and old furniture, but unexpectedly warm and comfortable.

After helping Les deal with the wound and changing his clothes, Youxia's mood has improved a lot, but because there are too many things to think about, the expression on his face is a little dignified.

Les stared at him without blinking, especially his emerald green eyes, always worried that there would be distressing water in them.

Abdul brought a cup of strange dark green liquid, brought it to Rice and said, "Little master, I've taken the medicine."

Les picked up the cup directly, and was about to drink it, but Youxia stopped him by holding his wrist: "What is this?"

"Medicine!" said Abdul.

"Is this medicine?"

"It's medicine, the medicine made by Abu is very nourishing!" Feeling that his ability was being questioned, the little devil was a little emotional.

You Xia looked at the thick liquid exuding a strange smell, and didn't really trust his words.

At this time, Ofina, who was lying on the chair, helped to explain: "He bled too much, no matter how good the healing potion is, it can't make it up. The potion made by Abdul is very good for the dragon. Good thing, if you don’t believe me, ask him yourself, he already had a drink yesterday.”

Youxia looked at Rice, who nodded to him, and he let go.

This cup of black and green liquid obviously tastes horrible, even Les couldn't help frowning when drinking it, but after drinking the cup, Youxia found that his complexion suddenly looked much better than before.

He couldn't help being a little surprised, first he glanced at the black cloaked lich staring blankly at the small window, then at the black-skinned sharp-eared demon who was humming a tune and washing the cups, thinking that it's no wonder Ofina is so depressed and still treats this The two subordinates who stayed with him turned out to be masters in different fields.

"The undead in that valley have been smashed to pieces. It looks like we have to go to another place for training tomorrow!" Ofina sighed, while stepping on the easy chair and rocking back and forth, the old chair kept making "squeaks" sharp sound.

You Xia now has a headache when he hears the word "undead", and even when he sees the Lich Yashar, he also feels a tooth itch.

Lesyomo sensed his thoughts, held his hand and squeezed it, and when Yuxia turned his head to look over, he whispered: "Don't come tomorrow."

You Xia knew that he couldn't see himself worrying about him, so he thought for a while and said, "Then I'll come to the hotel to pick you up in the afternoon."

Just as Les was about to respond, Ofina answered, "In my opinion, it's best for you not to meet each other before his bloodline awakens. You are here too affecting the progress. You killed him all day and finally inspired him. In the end, you were so distressed that you shed tears and bandaged and wiped his body. Don't look at the worried look on the surface of this kid. You may not know what kind of sweet beauty is in your heart. You thought he was here to enjoy of it!"

Hearing that she was not allowed to meet, You Xia's originally calm expression disappeared in an instant.

Even though he understood the truth that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, he still couldn't control his rebellious psychological ups and downs, and asked with a frown, "Is your method really not going to hurt him?"

Ofina shrugged: "What did I do to him, something happened to him, who will help me!"

You Xia stared at her, silent.

The lich standing at the window suddenly moved away, letting the crimson sunset glow fall into the room.

After a long silence, Ofina said slowly: "He can have pure and beautiful things in his heart, but he can't reach out and touch them. As a magic dragon with nothing, touching such pure things will only destroy his fighting spirit. The more you If you help him, the more you prolong his pain, maybe you can awaken your bloodlines after going through ten times of fighting like today, because if you help him, he may have to go through [-] or [-] times of brutal fighting, can you bear it? ?"

When mentioning today's long battle, You Xia couldn't help but panic in his heart.

He looked into Les's pure and innocent eyes, and when the four eyes met, each of them understood the other's choice.

Looking at each other in silence for a long time, You Xia gently uttered a word: "Hug."

Les embraced his shoulders without saying a word, embraced his beloved elf in his arms, and gently stroked his long silver hair with his palm.

You Xia closed his eyes, feeling the breath and temperature of his body, perhaps because he clearly knew that he was about to part for a while, this was the first time he could clearly distinguish the smell of Rice.

Rice promised in his ear, "I'll be back soon, I promise."

After a while, he emphasized again and again: "Soon, I will return to you."

His voice was low, as if he was talking to himself.