[Pirates] 800 days of eating poor eagle eyes

White ghosts fly around.

Perona is a timid person, she often seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages and subdues, but occasionally she will burst into a kind of stubbornness that cannot be beaten to death.

If she wanted to escape, of course she could, she would sneak back to her body and fly into the sky to escape.

But even the idiot swordsman knows how to fight for his captain, if she slips away like that day on the [thrillerbark], what confidence does she have to teach Chlorella a lesson?

She also has no face to go back to see Hawkeye.

I swore a long time ago that I can no longer regret it.

Relying on the passionate emotion from the bottom of her heart, as soon as she learned that Moriah was being imprisoned in the dungeon, the spirit body split into a large number of ghosts. They passed through the houses, trees and walls, and even drilled into the ground. After the pirates everywhere turned into scum, they flew back to her body one after another, making a mess of the [Honeycomb] while noting the terrain.

Then, she single-handedly broke back with her body, got the key, and released the injured Moriah.

The black shadow bats and the white negative ghost cooperated seamlessly, and the zombies bit the pirates who were besieging them again. Soon, several cadres of the Blackbeard Pirates appeared as if the scene was reappearing, and Moriah All of a sudden tense up.

———Fortunately, Blackbeard Titch took advantage of the war between the Revolutionary Army and the World Government, and planned to reap the benefits just like last time, so he took the evil king, Bashas and other six men to grab "something", It is not on the hive island at this time.

Only Capone, Van Oka and Shiliu of the Rain remained on the island.

Of course, everyone is happy when the two escape together, but there is a top swordsman among the other party. Perona knows the virtues of a swordsman very well. As long as the boat is split with a knife, the capable person will die if he falls into the sea. Although she can fly, she can't carry it. Move the huge Moriah.

So Perona said: "Master Moria, I will help you hold the enemy first, my body can fly, and I will fly away to find you as soon as you leave safely."

Moria nodded: "It's up to you, you must come back safe and sound! This guy Tiqi has already killed Absalom, and we have to come back to settle the score!" After saying that, he was angrily Looking at the center of the island.

It would be stupid to argue whether to go together at this time. Perona has indeed grown a lot in the past two years, so Moria ordered the zombies to board the boat, and the heavy anchor was pulled up, and she was about to leave the island.

The cadres of the black group naturally found out that Moria was planning to escape. After a brief exchange, they were divided into two groups, with Capone and Van Oka chasing them by boat, while Shileu of the Rain stayed at the Hive Island to attack Perona.

"That old woman is no match for Lord Moriah, and the bullet travels in a straight line, which is easier to dodge than a sword cut. Lord Moriah will definitely leave safely." She thought happily, turning her head and running towards the center of the hive island.

———Come and catch!See if I don't overthrow your stall and let your captain come back and scold you.

In the air behind him was Shileu of the Rain who was closely chasing, and Perona used a large number of negative ghosts to draw his hatred.As the opponent was also a leading swordsman, his attack speed was already fast enough, surpassing the reaction time of human eyes.Although Perona has developed the color of knowledge, the opponent still has the bonus of transparency, which increases the difficulty of perception of color of knowledge.

Moreover, the opponent's attack was sharp, and he could easily fly to a very high sky with a slashing distance of several thousand meters, suppressing an ability user who could fly.

Although the big words have been released, the current situation is that she can't see the transparent person, and her half-knowledge is not enough to support her to command the ghost to attack him passively. time to catch up.

And to fly higher, Perona will have altitude sickness, because of lack of oxygen, she will fall directly.

Painful and sticky feeling on the skin.

You don't need to look to know it's blood.

The tears that erupted because of the pain were suppressed by her. After all, when someone feels distressed, tears are tears, otherwise they are just liquids with a salty taste; just like being cared for, acting like a baby is acting like a baby, otherwise it is just trying to die .

On the one hand, Perona was flustered and short of breath because of the pain, on the other hand, she was dizzy because of bleeding, and her hands and feet were cold, but her heart was calm.

With the obstruction of the night and the negative ghost, Perona, who was unable to run, walked through a pirate grave. Many of the zombies led by Moria had been smashed and discarded here, and there was a rotten stench under the soil.Taking advantage of the slight frowning and hesitation of Shiliu who was chasing him, she took the opportunity to leave her body there, and casually pulled the black cloth hanging from the tombstone to cover herself, so as to blend into the night—this was considered a dangerous move by soldiers. Although it is dangerous to be exposed to the wild, if you are chased by someone dragging your scarred body, it is really a dead end.

Her spiritual body also looked very embarrassed, deliberately showing a little flaw, holding her nose and shouting "It stinks!" It floated into the sky, and it really attracted the enemies who were chasing her.

————Because of the flight, there is a certain distance, and in the battle of chasing each other, Shilieu of the Rain did not realize that "she" had no heartbeat at this time.

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'I must quickly find a way to lure this guy away and return to my body, without being discovered that I am now in a spirit state. '

Perona flew quickly.

Behind her was the whistling wind and the sound of sword energy piercing through the air. She tried to calm herself down, used her arrogance to avoid the invisible attack, and threw a string of white ghosts behind her from time to time to interfere with the pursuers.

Feeling that the flight was far enough, Perona began to land on the ground. After all, the empty sky can be seen through at a glance. She walked through the streets and alleys to find a bunker. When the enemy is in the dark, she is in the light. Her idea is to lure the opponent away. far away, and then find a way to escape back to the body.

Why didn't I realize before that [Transparency] is so tricky. If you can't avoid the other party's gaze and perception, you might be tracked to the main body on the way back, which is too scary.

After all, she couldn't run away forever. Her body was stabbed a few times and needed to stop the bleeding. Although she was in a spiritual state, the pain was conveyed to her mind, and because she had never suffered such pain, she vaguely I knew that if she was stabbed a few more times, then under the sympathetic nerve response, she would probably fall into shock due to severe pain soon.

But it's not easy to get rid of Shileu of the Rain.

Tears blurred the scenery ahead, Perona thought a little regretfully while running:

Maybe she can't escape,

Maybe the transparent person will soon find out that something is wrong and turn to hunt down her body,

Maybe in a while she'll bleed clean,

Perhaps before that, her body had already been discovered by the minions of the Blackbeard Pirates.

Lord Moria, please don't forget Perona.

Kumasi, I'm sorry I've been treating you badly.

Stupid swordsman, I spent so much effort to take care of you, don't let this princess die so easily.

And Hawkeye, actually I...

A blurry phantom flashed in front of her, and the moment she passed by, Perona felt that she was forced to be immobile by a strong wind, and suddenly opened her eyes wide, only to see the coat with complicated patterns fluttering in the night.He held the black knife in his right hand, the sharp blade slid through a drop of blood, and fell to the ground along the blade.

Hawkeye stood not far from her, exuding a dangerous aura.

In fact, except for the first time they met two years ago, Perona has never felt the aura of Hawkeye.Many people say that swordsmen have a kind of blood that makes ordinary people avoid harm, and the number one swordsman has a kind of chilling aura, but she has never felt it in Hawkeye. , at most it was a speechless contempt for her.

But now there is.

Hawkeye's cold and low voice reeked of blood: "Let's have a competition, Shiliu of the Rain."

Shilieu of the Rain had a gloomy face, and his figure appeared in the air. He was holding a cigar in his mouth, the corner of his mouth was curled up, the corner of his black clothes was cut, and he was holding a knife casually in his hand, as if he would bounce up.

The scene fell into a brief silence.

Perona looked at Hawkeye who suddenly appeared in a daze, she was still in the state of 'almost killed' and couldn't recover.

Hawkeye didn't look at her, but said, "Go back."

She said "Oh", knowing that she was speaking to herself, she looked back at him, and flew away like a lucky bird that slipped through the net.

Shileu of the Rain stared at Perona's back and clicked his tongue in boredom.

Hawkeye raised his eyebrows, and his eyes cast a sharp light, which reminded Shileu of the Rain of a predatory bird of prey.

Facing the cold deterrence and quiet anger exuded by the man standing at the pinnacle of the sword, Shiryu of the Rain, who has always enjoyed blood and killing, put aside the matter of the ghost fruit as a matter of course. A man known for his cruelty Grinning, "I wish I could."

After returning to her body, Perona gritted her teeth and stood up holding the stele.

She was in pain and groggy, and she wanted to sleep on it.

But it's not safe here, at least escape to a safe building and find some medicine and clean water.

There was a small building near the port. Perona barely separated two ghosts to investigate the situation. After confirming that there was no one in a certain room, they flew in through the window.

The room was large, and it seemed that the owner was a beauty salon. After dark, the door was closed. Perona lit a kerosene lamp, and found a lot of surgical instruments and medicines easily.

Identify the label, unscrew the bottle, and pour the medical hydrogen peroxide onto the wound, a lot of air bubbles popped out of the wound immediately——It hurts so badly, she clutched the wound and couldn't help jumping on the spot a few times, the pain was sore Tears flowed.

It took a full 5 minutes for her to recover from the pain. She looked at the bottle, no, it hurts more than being stabbed, and Perona really couldn't do it.

But seeing the amount of bleeding made her panic.

She had to tremble with her hands, use a tourniquet to tighten the proximal end of her heart, and wrap the bandage tightly.

The arm was also very painful, and there was a bullet scratch on it, showing dark burns and bruises——this is because she sensed the bullet and avoided it, otherwise it hit the bone, and the arm probably would have been disabled at that time.

She had never suffered such a serious injury like today, and she had never felt so lonely and desolate like today. Looking back now, she was terrified, and that kind of fear made her feel nauseous.

After mourning for a while, she suddenly held her breath and noticed footsteps coming from the corridor. After distinguishing for a while, the other party was obviously walking towards the room where she was staying.

Perona's fragile nerves tensed again, and her heart immediately tightened.The moment the door was pushed open, with great fright and anger, she used her nirvana like a wounded beast fighting to the death—although she couldn't do anything against a big guy like Shiliu of the Rain, but Dealing with miscellaneous soldiers can still easily knock down a large group.

But it was Hawkeye who came.

"Hawkeye..."

Hawkeye saw her standing there in a daze, and after recognizing him, those big eyes, which were always full of vitality, suddenly changed from vigilant to tired, and finally turned into an almost numb blank.

He understood that it was frightening.

"Has the wound been treated?" Hawkeye asked.

Probably because someone can't help being weak when they care about themselves, she heard his tone become very gentle.

Filled with fear and grievances, she couldn't hold back after such an inquiry. She bit her lip, shrugged her shoulders and choked up, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Hawkeye..."

Hawkeye sized her up and was silent for a moment.

"It doesn't work, lie down on the bed, and I'll help you deal with it."

Perona didn't move.

"Go there." Hawkeye held Perona's wrist, trying to lead her to the bed.But as if she was frozen, she kept staring at him with her eyes open, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't take a step away.

In the end, it was Hawkeye who picked her up. When she lay down on her back, she saw Hawkeye flipping through something in the medical box. His back was lit, his expression was unpredictable, and the surroundings were extremely silent, but he looked unreal.

"If you don't debride the wound, you can't bandage it, otherwise the wound will deteriorate."

Hawkeye sat on the edge of the bed and said, while taking off a bandage, using ether to wipe off the foreign matter on the edge of the wound, and filling the physiological saline into a manual pressurized rinse bottle.

"I know...but..." Perona trembled, "It hurts, take it easy."

"How much does it hurt?"

"It's like being pricked by countless needles...ah!" She hid, "No...it hurts..."

Perona inhaled with difficulty, at first she could hold back her struggles, and then began to kick her fists unconsciously, grabbing Hawkeye's hair and pulling it out, "It hurts so much! Get up, don't touch me! "

"Don't move," Hawkeye held back her joints, twisted an angle, and relieved her strength.

When the deeper wounds needed to be rinsed with hydrogen peroxide internally, Perona was completely stunned by the burning pain, and just about to scream, Hawkeye had already stuffed a ball of medical towels into her mouth in advance.

She thumped desperately, trying to break free from the inflictor of the severe pain. Hawkeye had no choice but to threaten her while suppressing her, "Do you want to get infected? Be patient."

After about five or six minutes, almost all the blood clots in the wound were removed, and even the deepest knife wound was simply sutured. Perona was already in cold sweat on her forehead and hot sweat on her back.

Hawkeye was not much better. After he took a breath, he said, "It's ok, tidy up your clothes. Where is Moria? I'll take you to his place."

In all fairness, Perona was not seriously injured, and she avoided the vitals.Compared with the injuries he suffered during the battle with Roronoa, the trivial ones are simply not worth mentioning.

But the pink hair made him so angry that he didn't touch her, so why did Shilieu of the Rain do it.

Seeing Perona running away in a hurry, he only felt a rush of blood pumping to the top of his head, and his heart was filled with some kind of strong emotional impulse. Only by killing the other party could he calm down this anger——however, the timing was wrong.

In terms of sword skills, the opponent was indeed a top-level swordsman, but he couldn't fully immerse himself in a hearty duel at this time. He only made more than ten moves hastily, and Hawkeye stopped.

Fortunately, she is fine.

Next, send her to Moriah.

Although Moonlight Moriah's strength does not seem to be enough in the new world, but to get the loyalty of the pink hair and the memory of the heart, there must be something extraordinary that others can't match.

———A person can live innocently and simply, it must be protected by those around him at a greater price.

He couldn't help imagining the pink hair that he and Moria would spend together every day, imagining that she would act like a baby with Moria, complete every request of Moria, cute and lively, follow forever without any purpose, Sigh slightly.

want.

But wanting to freely control one's own destiny, betting one's life for one's own wish without being responsible to anyone, and wanting to be accompanied and share the other's life, is indeed too greedy.

Perona tore off the towel from her mouth, and after a long time, she choked her nose miserably: "I'm sick, I want to vomit."

Hawkeye came back to his senses and looked at her, "Bumped your head?"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... And disgusting smell of disinfectant! Let's shout, you hateful quack..." She let out a "wow" cry of grievance, and her tears were like a reservoir with an open gate.

"You really didn't hit your head?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"Then get up, the bullet grazing wound has not been removed yet."

"What?!" Perona turned pale all of a sudden, and said nervously, "No! No need!? It obviously doesn't look serious!"

"Well, it's not necessary." Hawkeye said flatly, "Who told you to compare me with Shileu of the Rain?"

"..."