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

The moment the twilight of dawn pierced the sky, the barrier opened.

There was a piece of scorched earth on the outside, thick smoke curled into the air, and the smell of gunpowder filled the nostrils, making tired people feel nauseated.

In one night of aggressive attacks, the dwarves emptied their artillery and the humans suffered heavy losses.

But anyway, it can be regarded as successfully resisting the attack of the dwarves.

The small town of Arrow was completely in ruins.

The pitch-black wall tiles were stained with blood, and the blood had congealed. Mosquitoes and flies hovered on it, making a buzzing sound, making it extremely noisy.

Panting heavily, Troy leaned against the ruined wall and looked up at the sky.

The first half of the night is defense, and the second half of the night is counterattack.

The boy was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and blood stained them too, but it wasn't his.

A hand was stretched out in front of Troy, and the boy's blue eyes glanced lightly and said: "Take it back, I can get up by myself."

As he spoke, he got up and refused Snoke's tugging, "Xiao Nuo is not here now, but please also pay attention, I am currently in a state of questioning and distrusting you."

"He deliberately pointed the finger at you, probably because he wanted me to resent you."

This is one of them. If the guess is correct, there may be other reasons for Xiao Nuo to return to Aurora.

The corners of Snoke's lips curled slightly, and he squinted and smiled: "You really believe me, but if I really did it, what would you do?"

Troy said without hesitation: "I know it's not you, there is no such if."

After recovering a little bit of strength, the boy walked towards the dwarf captives outside the barrier. There are still some things, maybe he can ask these dwarves.

The red-haired boy who stood there smiled and stared at his back, as if thinking of something, his smile faded away, and he suddenly complained a little-"If you can respond to my feelings, you can also agree to be so decisive." gone."

pity.

Decisive is decisive.

Decisiveness to refuse.

Aurora soldiers who rushed out of the barrier captured many dwarves.

However, the people of this race rarely showed iron blood to die.

The soldiers were fastening the iron chains, and the silent dwarf captives stared at them with scarlet eyes.

Troy walked over slowly, and was about to ask something, but when the boy walked in front of a dwarf, the dwarf suddenly raised his eyes and glared at him, and the pair of red eyes flashed a trace of fierceness and determination!

The terrifying and crazy eyes made people tremble.

Before Troy could react, he heard a violent explosion, "Boom!!"

Those chained dwarves blew themselves up in front of them!It seems that even if it is death, the Aurora people will be buried with them!

"Troy—!!"

The red-haired boy standing inside the barrier suddenly widened his eyes!

The accident happened so suddenly, no one thought that these dwarves would explode themselves suddenly!

Zhang Yang's red hair was blown up by the impact of the explosion, and the flames instantly engulfed everything in front of him. The boy's handsome and evil face showed a rare look of fear and fear. He rushed forward without the slightest hesitation, and rushed into the sea of ​​flames. The pupils frantically searched for that golden figure!

After seeing the young man protected by the light element barrier in the sea of ​​flames, Snoke heaved a sigh of relief, as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

Agnes protected Troy with an enchantment at the last moment, and the woman stood on the high wall of the north gate, able to predict everything that was about to happen.

The dwarves who blew themselves up were smashed to pieces, blood and bone meal intertwined, like mud sticking to people's legs.

Although the explosion did not hurt Troy, the huge impact it produced shocked the young man's heart as if he had lost its beating, and the pain was unbearable.

A fishy-sweet feeling flooded his throat, and he almost spat out. Troy stretched out his hand to cover his mouth tightly, and finally swallowed back the mouthful of blood.

"Ahem!" He slumped on the ground and coughed a few times, but still coughed up a little blood.

The boy's eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly wiped it away with his thumb, as if nothing had happened.

"How are you?" A deep voice rang in Troy's ear.

He glanced sideways and looked at Snoke who was coming.

The surrounding smog filled the air, covering a little of the line of sight, and the figure of the person in front of him could only be seen clearly if he was close at hand.

The fishy sweetness surged up again. Troy took a few deep breaths, resisting the urge to cough up blood, and waited until his heartbeat calmed down a little, then shook his head and said softly, "It's okay."

However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

The smog was hazy, and his vision should be blurred, but Snoke's red hair was a bit conspicuous under the cover, allowing Troy to see it at a glance.

Just as he was about to stand up, the boy stretched out his hand and hugged him horizontally, turned around and walked towards the smoky periphery!

Troy was startled, and said in a panic, "Put me down! I can walk by myself!"

"I'll carry you back." Snoke said quietly.

"Put it down!" the blond boy shouted.

He didn't seem to like the gesture.

The forceful roar finally made Snoke stop, but what followed was a more forceful kiss from the boy who lowered his head.

"Well!!"

Troy's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to push it away.

But the red-haired boy moved away from his lips one step faster, a trace of sarcasm flashed across his red pupils, and he sneered and said, "Your mouth is bloody, it's okay, Troy, you really think of yourself."

"..."

"You still kiss me with a bloody mouth?! Is it disgusting?!" The blond boy's face sank, and he reached out and punched Snoke in the face, "Let go!!"

"Not loose." Snoke's mouth turned lavender, and Troy punched hard.

"I let you go!"

"Troy, I don't want to argue with you right now."

"Who wants to argue with you! Let go!"

"You are the one yelling at me now, Your Highness, how dare I talk back."

Troy: "..."

His chest heaved with anger, but after that punch, he really didn't have any strength left.

Silence for half a second.

Snoke suddenly heard the voice of the person in his arms whispering like a mosquito: "...Can't you recite it?"

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the red-haired boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes."

So just a second before leaving the smoky area, Troy felt that he should still keep his majestic image as a prince—at least not in the arms of a princess.

The doctors came quickly, checked Troy's body a little, and said, "The fluctuation of the vibration has shifted the internal organs a little bit, it's not bad, just drink some wood element healing potion."

Troy took the healing potion handed by the wood elemental magician, raised his head and drank the whole bottle, and said, "Are the other soldiers okay?"

Snook replied lightly: "Saint Agni's protective barrier was launched in a timely manner. Basically, there were only minor injuries, and no serious injuries or deaths."

"That's good." Troy looked outside the ruined city, and asked again: "Are there any dwarves alive?"

"There should be in the land of dwarves. After all, young dwarves are not allowed to go to the battlefield. The entire army of dwarves who attacked last night was wiped out. All the captives blew themselves up, and there were no survivors." At this point, Snoke snorted and said, "We all died together." It's the most stupid thing to do."

"Don't say that, Snoke." Troy looked at the wasteland emitting bursts of smoke, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "They have no other choice."

"...Are you sympathizing with them?" Snoke narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice cooling down.

"At least in this matter," Troy said, "they are also considered victims."

"It's ridiculous, Troy, you should put away your sympathy that has no place to rest. As a human being, you'd better never forget your position, otherwise you will die because of that illusory sympathy one day, that's what I don't want to see Yes," the red-haired boy said coldly, "If you die—"

His voice was low and paranoid: "I'm going to go crazy."