My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Troy walked slowly in the forest, holding on to the trunk next to him, with his footsteps sloppy.

The clothes on his body were covered with blood, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of sea water made people feel very uncomfortable in his stomach, but fortunately, the boy had a fever and his nose was blocked, so he couldn't smell much special smell.

Troy wanted to take a bath very much now, and his golden hair was also stained with blood. This feeling was no better than being trampled in the mud by Snoke before.

The group of fish monsters died, and Troy exploded with great strength in front of his desire to survive. The long sword seemed to respond to his desire to live, and it was easier to use than before.

Troy thought, the last life—he didn't want to die like this.

He would rather die tragically under the snooker sword than be bitten and devoured by a group of lowly monsters.

This is the only dignity and pride left in him.

The young man is in a daze now, he has gone through a big battle just now, and now his whole mind is even more confused.

But he knew that he couldn't fall down again. Before he was unconscious, he was stimulated by snooker words to stand up. This time, no one stimulated him when he fell down.

Speaking of which, in a sense, I have to thank this guy.

——Although he knew that Snoke really wanted to die here.

Troy's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and the scenery in front of him was full of double images. Snoke dealt with the attacking dryad when he left, so the surviving Troy walked smoothly during this part of the journey.

He didn't know where Snooker would go, and the other party obviously didn't have the idea of ​​going the same way with him after regaining consciousness in his arm. After all, seeing each other and getting along with old enemies would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

Troy coughed twice, his voice was hoarse, his throat seemed to be poured into magma, it was hot and painful.

In the silent and dark forest, the coughing sound was extremely abrupt. After realizing this, the boy suppressed his coughing and stopped coughing.

He didn't want to attract anything else.

The battle just now was not fruitless. The fire elements seemed to be extremely excited under the high fever state. Without the magic wand as a carrier, they were actually attached to the long sword.

Fire and light have the same origin, but the boy never thought that the sword carrying the element of light could also carry the element of fire.

After losing his magic wand, he finally realized how shallow and ignorant he was when it came to magic.

He likes swordsmanship and practiced swordsmanship hard, but he neglected his own elemental magic.

Troy has too many problems. Even if he tries his best to correct them, some small problems will still be exposed unconsciously.

Taking a deep breath, the young man thought, if he could go back, he should go to Saint Lucia to study magic well.

If you go out and have poor life-saving ability, you are looking for your own death.

I don't know how long I walked, maybe ten minutes, or an hour or two.

However, it was impossible for an hour or two, because the sky was still in a dim state, and there was no intention of getting brighter.

The night wind blew through, which made the young man's chaotic mind a little clearer.

Suddenly, he heard a small sound from a bush, like the ding-dong sound of something entering the water.

Troy remained vigilant, clenched his long sword, and walked towards the bush step by step.

Above the shrubs are very broad leaves. These trees are probably very old, like those towering old people in the ancient tropical rainforest.

He had been active in the forest near the seaside before, and had not entered the depths of the forest. Therefore, when he saw such an ancient tree for the first time, the boy couldn't help but look at it for a while.

Then, holding his breath and concentrating, he carefully lifted the leaves in front of him and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

When his eyes touched the scenery behind the leaves, Troy paused.

It doesn't look like a dark and dangerous place.

In front of the young man was a small lake. The moonlight poured down, reflecting the sparkling water on the surface of the lake.

The surroundings are very peaceful and peaceful, without the smell of blood and saltiness, which may be the reason for the temporary insensitivity of the nose.This scene is so out of place with this forest full of fog and danger.

Troy didn't think he had reached a safe place, after all, the more beautiful things were, the more dangerous they were.

Maybe there is some terrible and ferocious monster hidden under this beautiful and quiet lake.

The boy withdrew his gaze and planned to continue walking along the path before, but just as he stepped back, he heard the ding-dong sound coming again.

Troy pursed his lips and looked sideways. This time, he finally saw the source of the voice clearly.

Some low trees growing by the lake produced shimmering granular fruits, which should be ripe, and when blown by the wind, they slowly fell and fell into the lake water.

The boy looked around again, but still had no plans to go out.

But in the next second, there were layers of water waves from the inside to the outside in the center of the lake in front of him.

Like something is coming out of the bottom of the lake.

Troy was startled, and slowly squatted down, using bushes and leaves to cover his figure, and observed there vigilantly.

Then, he saw a large daffodil with a height of two meters emerging from the bottom of the water. The flower's figure was as graceful and graceful as a woman's, and it was charming and charming.

The water flow slowly slides down the petals and drips back into the lake. The crystal water droplets reflected by the moonlight emit a little bit of light, like pearls.

Troy didn't know how to describe the feeling now.

That flower was so beautiful, it was as if a flame had been rubbed out of the bottom of my heart with a flint and steel, which made my heart beat faster, and my already flushed face became even redder.

He could faintly smell a strange floral fragrance, but it wasn't heavy. Of course, it might be the reason why Troy's fever caused his nasal congestion. The floral fragrance also covered up the smell of blood and moisture on the boy's body.

Troy relaxed his vigilance and approached the daffodil involuntarily.

He was really tired, and this flower seemed to have the effect of soothing his spirit.

The flowers in front of him fell into the eyes of the young man, as if he had transformed into a delicate and beautiful girl.

The girl smiled at him, stretched out her hand, made a gesture of welcome, slightly parted her lips, and said in a moving and clear voice: "You look very tired."

"Yes." Troy said, "I just went through a battle."

"Then rest for a while." The girl smiled, "Let me hold you and have a good rest."

The words that are gentle and watery, like a clear spring passing through one's heart, are very comfortable, and her appearance is also so fascinating.

"Why do you help me?" the boy asked in a low voice.

"Because you look like you need help."

After hearing this, Troy slowly reached for the girl's outstretched hand.

The other party waited patiently, and when the young man's hand finally touched her, the young girl smiled, and a voice like a silver bell sounded on the surface of the lake—"Okay, dear little sir, now, you can finally enjoy the pleasure that only belongs to you." Your peace."

"..."

"...Really?" Troy asked suddenly.

The girl paused, she blinked, and looked at the boy in front of her.

In the next second, those beautiful almond eyes widened!

The rhizome of the lower body of the daffodil was suddenly cut off by a sword, and the roots that had already been gathering strength behind Troy also seemed to have been forcibly stopped from growing, and could no longer get closer to the boy!

The girl stared at him in disbelief, only to see that the pair of eyes that were about to be confused now had an unprecedented shrewd look, as if the person who was confused just now was not him, but the girl herself!

"Sorry, forgot to tell you."

Troy smiled, with a helpless tone: "I have a fever and my nose is blocked, so those smells of yours, in fact--have little effect on me."

"You—" Before she could finish her words, the blond boy interrupted her words directly with a movement, and with a long sword in his hand, he chopped off her head!

The lake vibrated violently, just like the violent and angry roar of the banshee before she died!