The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 19 Meeting Paris for the First Time

Three rounds of bright moons gradually floated into the night sky, and in a desolate suburb west of Hutton Mar City, there was a man in black robe running crazily. From the black robe, it was faintly visible that his rather handsome face was full of shame.

"I'm so stupid, really. If I had asked Bacchus at that time, such a shameful thing like getting lost wouldn't have happened! I'm so stupid, really... I wouldn't sleep in the wilderness today! Kazan , not even the Big Dipper!" The black-robed man muttering to himself looked at the pitch-black surroundings, then looked up at the sky where three bright moons hung high and there was no such thing as a 'star' at all, and sighed. Sit cross-legged on the ground.It can be regarded as completely giving up hope of finding people.

Lying quietly on the gravel-covered hill with a straw in his mouth, Lu Zhan, who had lost his way, felt a bit of comfort.In the past two years, I have spent almost all the time in battle, and it has been a long time since I thought about things so leisurely.All kinds of memories of parents, Kuizi, Linus, Celia, etc. in the previous life flowed in my mind, and an inexplicable emotion rippling in my heart.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of cursing, shouting and beating in the distance, waking Lu Zhan from his longing mood.

"Damn it, damn it." Lu Zhan suddenly felt irritable and crushed a stone beside his hand.

Fortunately, Lu Zhan is usually just indifferent, but not easily angry.Otherwise, many warriors would kill people based on these alone.Lu Zhan calmed down and closed his eyes, no matter how the scolding sound was getting closer, he just immersed himself in his own world.

He is a withdrawn person, not good at communicating with people.He will not participate in things that have nothing to do with him.

"Pulica Li, hurry up and hand over that girl to the boss to play with. Isn't she an orphan, why do you still want to protect her? Don't make mistakes!" A boy pulled a girl and ran desperately, followed by seven or eight The big man chased and roared with his weapon in hand.

"No! I love Paris. I'm not giving her to you. We're not going back to Stumm, it's hell!" the boy yelled, holding the girl's hand and running away.

"You hand her over, and you can get three hundred gold coins right now. With your strength as an eighth-rank thief, the boss also promises to give you one-fifth of the business in Li Street. Is it worth giving up all for a woman!" Chased behind A big man shouted and ran faster.But he was obviously a seventh-order two-handed swordsman, and his speed was far behind the thief boy in front, so he was slowly pulled away.Seeing the distance, the big man rolled his eyes and continued to shout: "If you don't come back, you and that girl are fine. But have you thought about the results of your mother and father?"

The boy who was running was shocked, and his speed slowed down significantly.This made the girl panic: "Honey, you..."

The boy holding the girl's hand gradually began to tremble, and there were already blue veins floating on it, it could be seen that the boy was struggling crazily in his heart.

"Boss just sees that she is a martial arts fighter, and wants to taste the taste of the legendary special warrior. Anyway, I will get tired of playing a few times, and it will not be yours in the end! Think about it yourself, one side is money, Rights, as well as the comfort and happiness of the parents. Let one party be poor and desolate, with the tragic death of his parents, fleeing every day like a mourning family dog! You choose yourself!" The big man behind saw the boy's speed slow down, and he knew there was something going on in his heart. His eyes turned sharply, and he shouted in his mouth.

Hearing this, the boy's speed became even slower, and he was about to be overtaken by several people behind him, and his eyes changed from determination, hesitation, and finally shame.

Soon, the boy still stopped, allowing the crowd behind him to surround him.

The girl looked at the boy like this, and could hardly believe what happened. She immediately pulled out her hands that were being pulled, and screamed like crying blood: "Pritch, is this what you call love? Haha, it's all Shit! Love...is all a lie!"

The tenderness that has always existed in the eyes has gradually turned into shocking viciousness!
Hearing this, the boy wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but he was speechless. In the end, he just knelt down, grabbed his head with both hands, and trembled all over.

When the big man saw that the two were surrounded, his face was full of joy, his eyes flashed, and the people next to him understood.Almost simultaneously, the weapons in his hands slashed at the boy squatting on the ground.

The boy was immersed in pain, but he was a genius eighth-rank thief after all, and his instinctive reaction to a sudden attack was to roll over.But the terrible thing is that the attacker was not alone, just when the boy rolled over and was about to stand up and sneak.Four or five great swords had already slashed at his body, and in an instant, he was cut into pieces!
The boy's head was cut off, and rolled at the girl's feet like fate.The eyes full of astonishment were still closed, and he didn't understand why this happened until he died.

"Hahahaha, it's good to die, it's good to die! All love...is a lie!" The look in the girl's eyes was filled with viciousness, she looked at the boy's head with resentment, and actually stepped on it fiercely , The flesh and blood will be trampled on!
Seeing the girl's vicious eyes and movements, several sixth- and seventh-rank swordsmen felt chills all over their bodies, and a gust of cold air spread from the soles of their feet.Only the big guy who has always been the leader, his eyes are full of the beauty of the girl, ignores everything else, and smiles: "Brothers, let me have a soup. After a while, the boss will ask, and he will say that it is Pulitzer. Just took her body. Got it?"

It seemed that this big man was the one with the highest status among them, and the others had no objection to what he said.

The big man smiled, tore off the armor on his chest, and walked towards the girl.

"Paris, this is your destiny. Who told you to be born in Lijie?" The big man said with a wild laugh as he grabbed the girl with one hand.

Although the girl's eyes are full of resentment, she shudders when she thinks of what is about to happen. Normally, as an eighth-level martial arts fighter, she might kill the guy in front of her without a single move, but now she is in a state of shock after fighting with others. In a weak state, without even the strength of the fifth level, there is no way to resist.

"Love...is all a lie. It turns out that Paris Princess of the Sewers' famous words came from this. Although she is weak, she is an eighth-level fighter. And her current age should not exceed 16 years old. She is really a super genius among geniuses. She deserves to be the strongest female street fighter in the future." In the dark night, no one noticed that there was a man in black lying flat on the ground one meter away from them. With his hands behind his head and a straw in his mouth, he was quietly watching all this.

(End of this chapter)