swear to love heaven

The figure was less than five steps away from the head wolf, and Lemomena threw the fire stick with great force, and could even hear the force of the stick flipping through the air.

The wolf easily avoided the oncoming fire stick. The moment he tilted his head, the flames brushed against the tips of its ears, and there was a faint smell of paste from its fur. With a flick of its ears, it immediately wanted to go around to Lemomon Attacked from Na's right.

Without giving it a chance to move, when she came to it, she raised her sword and pierced it into its front shoulder without drawing the sword... Holding the hilt of the sword, she moved swiftly with her steps, the edge of the sword was on her head A huge gash was cut across the side of the wolf.

The wound was half a meter long, and the fur was stretched open by the thick blood gushing out frantically, and the air was immediately filled with the unpleasant smell of blood, covering up the burnt smell of the plants and animals hovering in the wind.

The strong hot wind, the temperature is rising, not because of the wild fires around, but the cold eyes soaked in blood.

The huge black body appeared unstable. It opened its mouth wide, breathed in air, and then spat it out heavily, with blood and saliva flowing out of its tongue.

The alpha wolf didn't retreat, took a breath for a moment, turned around and continued to pounce on Lemomenna.

A tough opponent can always arouse her competitive spirit, and the same is true when facing wild beasts.

Regardless of the leg injury, Lemomena's figure was not dull. Seeing the wolf rushing towards him, she tilted her shoulder and punched the corner of its mouth with her left hand. And the moment passed.

Shaking its head violently, it seems that it wants to shake off the pain in this way, or it just wants to stay awake. This punch is enough to make the wolf dizzy and temporarily lose its direction.

Seeing that this was the best time, Lemomena turned around, flicked his wrist, and threw out the iron sword... The blood-stained blade of the sword pierced into the wolf's abdomen without reservation.

The mournful wail was filled with pain beyond death, and almost pierced Lemomena's eardrums. She wiped off the sweat intertwined with blood on her face, and took a step forward.

The alpha wolf wobbled back a few steps, just as Lemomenna approached step by step.

The robe, which could not be distinguished whether it was black or black and red, was lifted up by the hot wind passing behind, and the black edge was flying heavily with the lonely golden color given by the fire.

The flames around her were reckless and reckless, just like another sea of ​​flames in her eyes at the moment, blue flames, unrestrained, condensed and coquettish... Such a pair of eyes have already obliterated the original humanity left in them.

This is a war between two beasts, it has nothing to do with victory or defeat, life or death, but for honor.

With a quick step, he stomped heavily on the ground with his left foot, lifted his body, pressed the wolf's head with both hands, and rode on its back.

This time, the wolf was completely enraged. Regardless of the sword still attached to its side, it frantically shook its head and rushed around, trying to knock the person on its back off.The helplessly injured body had long lost its usual strength...Suddenly, it stopped its impatient steps and panted heavily... After a moment of hesitation and silence, and a moment of angry eyes, it ran towards the flames in front of it.

Realizing that it was going to rush into the sea of ​​fire with itself, it wanted to kill both of them.

Lemomena bent down and pulled out his sword. When the sword tip left the wolf's body, sticky blood spurted out violently, instantly.

She didn't jump off the back of the wolf, but held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised her head high. The dazzling fire flashed in the corner of her eyes, and the scalding heat wave licked her cheeks.

Gritting his teeth, he stabbed with all his strength, and the entire blade of the sword penetrated the wolf's neck, piercing the trachea accurately.

Suddenly, the galloping steps towards the sea of ​​flames stopped, and the huge body suddenly fell to one side, like a black castle collapsing in the wind and rain, it collapsed in an instant.

At the moment when the alpha wolf fell, Lemomena jumped away and rolled aside, propping himself up on the ground with one hand while still holding the sword tightly in the other.Raising his eyes, he looked at the huge corpse lying on the ground. The resolute and icy face that was originally mask-like was flashing with flames and magnificence.

Half-kneeling and half-sitting, he exhaled heavily, it was the breath that had been choked by his throat all the time, and he laughed soundlessly, purely like a child who won in a game, his bright eyes returned to the clear amber tea color.

Faintly, I heard a shout, it seemed to be Sharma, the voice fluctuated from far to near, as if it came from a distant space, looking sideways through the wall built by the flames.

The flames climbing up the valley wall did not leave a single gap for her to go out. As time went by, the golden flames that swam gracefully were about to lick the only remaining black ground under her feet.

"Sharma! Sharma!" Leaning on the sword in his hand, he stood up with some difficulty. The action was too violent just now, forcing his leg to tear even more.Just by feeling, Lemomena also knew that a piece of flesh was missing from her leg.

A moment later, Sharma's voice came. "Come out, why are you still in there? If you don't come out, it will become a barbecue."

The dazzling wall of fire, shaking the soft and tough body of nothingness, formed an insurmountable barrier. The erupting flames exuded a frightening temperature, and cut a gorgeous but hot chasm, making it impossible for people to look directly at it or approach it.

"Go and hide first, don't worry about me, I'll find a way by myself." Looking around, there was only light except fire, and a gleam of anxiety jumped into his eyes.

"Damn it, you stone head, what good idea can you come up with!"

He gritted his teeth, examined the leg injury, and evaluated his chances of escaping, obviously...very small. "You fucking shut up! Get the hell out of here!"

This guy, who chose this opportunity to bicker with himself, is really a life-long annoying rival.

"Besides being able to kill people, what else can you do? Tell yourself?" Sharma took off the thin whip that bound her hair, pulled it vigorously with both hands, and searched in the direction where Lemomena's voice came from.

He limped for two steps, his eyes fixed on the firewall, hoping to find a weak point that would allow him to rush out. "Stop talking nonsense, let you hide, do you hear me! Sharma, are you deaf?"

The inexplicable anger surpassed the raging sea of ​​fire, what on earth was that arrogant red-haired woman trying to do?Instead of going to hide in the crevice of the stone, but arguing with her here, could it be that her head was roasted and stupid?

"Whoosh!"

Looking down, looking at the thing wrapped around his waist, his pupils narrowed slightly, and a ray of surprise flashed quietly in his eyes.

Just at this dazed effort, the whip as thin as a lyre string tightened abruptly, and it was pulled into the belt... In the first instant, Lemomena felt the force from her waist intensify suddenly, pulling her into the sea of ​​flames forcefully. , with this momentum, she would plunge headfirst into the raging flames without any defense.

However, such a thing did not happen.

In the second instant, relying on the external force of the waist, the body suddenly flew up, although it was only slightly higher than the height of the fire wall.In the third instant, he turned around in mid-air and wiped the flames with the left side of his body... High temperature, licking the blue skin like waves, the flames waved their arms upwards, embracing Lemomena's side passionately like a lover, outside The robe couldn't resist the temptation of the flame, and instantly ignited.

The moment he landed, he rolled several times one after another, extinguishing the sporadic fires in the robe, and raised his eyes to meet Sharma's narrow gaze.

"You have to thank me for saving my life...the Regent." He shook the whip in his hand, and kept talking to Lemomena just now, just to identify her exact location by voice.

Raising his eyebrows, he stood up with some difficulty, glanced around, and said, "Have you always talked so much nonsense?"

She also raised her eyebrows, and her eyes fell on her injured leg, which was seriously injured. "You're going to limp to your own birthday party."

Shifting the weight to the left leg, using the sword as a stick, he walked towards the crack of the stone, and the indifferent voice without emotion fell behind him. "How do I feel, are you gloating?"

"Yes, seeing you walking into the Holy Light Hall on crutches is the happiest scene I have ever seen in my life. Why am I not happy?" Glancing at the intensifying fire around him, his eyes were thickened. Smokey almost couldn't open it, and kept up with her pace.

"The wolves should kill you, Sharma."

"I missed it, next time."

"Maybe, next time."

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"What you promise me, you must do. I don't care if you are the regent of Hittite or have an alliance agreement with Egypt. If you make a mistake, I will never forgive you." She said, leaning against the hard stone wall , but the heart is soft.

"Keep your eyes open and watch carefully, the happiness of Kalixi and I will make you jealous to death." After a long while, she uttered a sentence that made people's teeth itch.

"...jealousy..." The brown pupils flickered on and off, and the dark cave hid her eyes that suddenly turned dark, a little sad and sad. "I'd rather be jealous than see her sad."

Silence, closed eyes, sometimes annoying the tolerance of this red-haired woman, like a child who has been robbed of his beloved toy by others, but can't do anything, unexpectedly let Lemomena feel a little... sympathy.

Putting one hand on the knee, the pain on the leg gradually worsened, but the mood gradually became lighter. I don't know why. "I will take good care of her and protect her happiness with my life... Don't worry, Sharma."

Sharma didn't speak any more, she smiled, with a calm smile, then slowly closed her eyes, and went to rest in silence.

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"When do you think they will arrive?"

"It should be soon."

"Kalixi knows what happened today, will she kill us?"

"She's going to kill me."

"I feel pity for you."

"Keep your sympathy for yourself, do you think she will let you go?"

"It was you who asked me to hunt, I am innocent."

"You are really unreliable. Is it you who fought against the wolves with me just now?"

"Facing wolves, I can fight side by side with you. But, facing Khaleesi..." Shrugged, looking helpless. "You understand that I have nothing to do with her. Surrendering is the best way. I advise you not to be stubborn. If you bow your head and admit your mistake, maybe she will forgive you."

This is the truth. The little Syrian princess who looks as delicate as the wind is definitely a ruthless character. It is not difficult to see this from the fact that she can firmly restrain the arrogant and surly Lemomenna.

However, Khaleesi's kind character, which is soft but not tough, has also become her biggest weakness.

Turning his face away, his eyes met, and from the bottom of Sharma's mocking smiling eyes, Lemomena saw his own frowning face and the layer of helpless annoyance on his furrowed brows.

After a moment of silence, she said in a low voice, "This time... I'm really going to die."

Laughing wantonly, the undulating chest hurts the wounds all over the body, Sharma still can't stop the wild laughter, this hunting that brushes against death is really worth it.

No?