[Murong Bai] Daily life in Shiniu Town

I don't know why Wang Dahammer wants to be a hero.

I don't want to be a hero, and I don't want Murong Bai to be a hero at all.

I just want to be with Murong Bai right now.

We're always together, and it doesn't matter if we don't have a house or a carriage and nothing, as long as we're together.

There are so many talents in this world, why should this matter be spread on our heads?

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, hugging him, crying until I couldn't stop.

From this we can see that fortunately I am Qin Su, and Murong Bai is Murong Bai.

If I were Murong Bai, I might be manipulated into something by the inner demon.

In the end, Murong Bai turned to coax me: "I'm fine," he patted my back lightly, "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not... afraid..." I sobbed, trying to tell him about the white tiger monster in the dream.

But the startling demon bell hanging on the table suddenly rang crazily.

"The evil spirit is very strong..." Murong Bai frowned, helped me to stand up, took Zhu Xie, and walked out of the cave.

"..." I raised my hand to wipe my tears casually, touched the charm in my sleeve pocket, and followed him resolutely.

There was howling all over the town.

Wang Dachui lay on the ground, already petrified.

I don't know why three people left together, but now he is the only one left, and I don't have time to comfort him at this moment.

I tensed up and watched Murong Bai and the white tiger wrestling with him.

Today's White Tiger is not the same as that day, today it is faster and stronger.

Murong Bai retreated steadily after being hit by it.

"You are restless, hesitant, full of loopholes, and you can't protect yourself..."

Under the sunlight, the blue shadows under Murong Bai's eyes were particularly obvious.

Predictive dreams are never surprising.

The next scene should be that he was knocked to the ground by the white tiger monster.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and flew forward, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the five curses were issued together.

The five-color light flashed by, which is really beautiful, but it's just beautiful, and it's not very useful.

My magic power is low, and the five spells only made Baihu's footsteps stagnate, and did not cause any substantial damage to him.

The white tiger looked at me, showed a mocking smile, and then swung its paws towards me.

It was too fast, I didn't even have time to react, I just watched him rushing towards me, I watched Murong Bai block my way, and I watched Murong Bai fly away by his kick.

Baihu ignored me and continued to chase Murong Bai.

If you can't do spells, you can simply fight melee. Holding the dagger, I followed their direction.

Baihu is wide and heavy, so his lightness skill is not as good as mine.I chased after him in a few steps, aimed at his back shoulder and wanted to stab the dagger down.

It didn't look back, and with a backhand wave, I felt myself flying out.

With a sweet throat, I fell heavily to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Too strong, this white tiger is more than ten times stronger than the one a few days ago.

I couldn't help looking at Wang Dachui again, he was still a little dazed, but when he looked at me, he knew he was worried.

What did they do to the white tiger monster?

Did you really go to fight monsters, or did you go to nourish monsters?

After several rounds, Murong Bai was knocked down.

Same as in the dream.

The hair crown fell off, the hair was messy, the white clothes were stained with blood, and covered with dust...

It turns out that it's the same if I don't.

At this moment, I only hate myself for not being strong enough.

"What's wrong with Murong Bai?" "Why is he so weak?" "If he dies, we will be the next to die..." "Run away."

I hear whispers from people around me.

Murong Bai lay on the ground, Zhu Xie fell in front of him, and the white sword pendant became dirty as well.

He didn't look up at me, but I couldn't help thinking of the scene in the cave just now, and his eyes of self-blame and inferiority.

My throat was sweet, and I couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Why?

I don't want even a little cinnabar to get on his white clothes. Why should he lie on this dirty land and be pointed at by others?

Why should we risk our lives to protect these cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death?

Why should we have so many responsibilities and burdens?

But the person I like is destined to be a hero from birth.

I can't stop him, I can only support him and do my best to protect him.

Pulling up my sleeves and wiping my face, I got up from the ground and walked towards the white tiger step by step.

The whispers around me died down, and at this moment I became the focus.

It's a pity that it can't be like what is written in the book, the genius suddenly has an epiphany at a critical moment, and suddenly masters various spells and skills.

I'm not a genius, and right now I'm sore and my bones seem to be falling apart.

I never thought of winning this battle.

Baihu looked at me with contempt and didn't even change his posture.

I raised my foot to pick up Zhu Xie, held it in my hand, pulled a sword flower, and stabbed at it.

Baihu easily swayed my sword moves, raised his hand and gave me a palm.

I dodged backwards, only to crash into a warm chest.

Murong Bai supported me, then reached out to take Zhu Xie from my hand, his eyes were dark and cold, but his voice was very gentle: "You just need to stand behind me, Susu."