Blood Princess and the Knight

It should be said that the trolls are optimistic in nature. One day ago, they had a very bad life experience with dark circles and they were done.

"This is not a good sign." Kerr looked solemn.

Ji Bai glanced at the brows on her immature cheeks. Since this kitten has been in contact with herself for 24 hours day and night, it has exposed more and more problems.

The so-called time to see people's hearts, no matter how delicate and flawless the camouflage will reveal the fox tail.

Ji Bai admitted that he was slow in some aspects, but his acuity was not lost to anyone. This was an intuition that was worked **** the battlefield.

The reason why Ji Bai believed her as always, did not feel malicious in her. As for the deepest part of his heart, even he himself felt unbelievable and unbelievable, and only he himself knew.

When you are in the desert, you will feel more and more insignificant, as if you are swimming in the unfathomable sea, and you can't guess the whole picture with exhaustion of imagination, just like a mayfly looking at a mountain.

Just like a drop in the ocean, how can I find that hidden way of life in this vast desert?

After some refurbishment, the three people who searched around to no avail had to set up a tent and refurbish it.

In the past few days, the weird black castle that was constantly moving towards them disappeared, Ji Bai felt something more or less, his intuition was like trying to remind himself something, the strong feeling never disappeared.

The blood-red twilight dyed the blank half of the sky red, symbolizing that this day also scratched the end.

The stereotype used to record the time of entering the desert has long been lost in the corner.

How many days have passed, twenty days, one month, or even two months? I don't know, Ji Bai only knows that Zi 2 has completely adapted to life in the desert, and it can be said that he is used to this feeling.

Running out of food and water reserves is not the worst. I don’t have many blood bags in my hand, and I can support it for three days at most. This is the immediate urgency.

The longer it takes to enter the desert, the more disadvantaged he is.

He vaguely felt that the flow of time in the desert was completely different from the outside world. Perhaps this was inseparable from the abuse of Yiluozhou and space spells.

The flow of time here is very fast, quite fast, almost equivalent to about two or three times that of the outside world, causing one's metabolism to become natural, and the frequency of drinking blood bags becomes more frequent. You have to replenish blood almost every other day and a half, otherwise There is no guarantee that hemophilia will erode your nerve center.

The increase in the flow rate of time will not only affect oneself.

In the tent, Ji Bai, who had taken off his armor, looked through the bronze mirror P at the bloodshots spreading from his chest to the surrounding organs, like sharp heads.

They continue to extend to their own internal organs, and finally take root in them, draw nutrients, and **** themselves thoroughly.

Unfortunately, they are only one step away from their heart, and they will take root in their heart at the latest tomorrow.

It means that I have reached the end of the world.

It happened that at this critical moment, there was a mistake, which was really good fortune.

Ji Bai had forgotten when he fell into a deep sleep. In a daze, he fell into the sleeping bunk with no sleep at all. His physiological reactions seemed to be interfered by something.

Dark clouds shrouded, the quiet sky is dull and dull, playing if it is the calm before the storm.

The yin wind pierced the bone like an invisible cold hand into the collar, and Ji Bai trembled in the cold.

After the vague consciousness is awake, the first thing to bear is the nerve-stimulating pain.

The internal organs were as if they were pierced by a dry silver needle that burned red, and a cold sweat came out from the painful feeling.

He felt that his body was able to move, but the dark and familiar brick walls told him that he was not inside the tent.

This is the inside of the Askew Black Fort...

This is the first time in the black castle, he is not bound by the mysterious power, and can move freely.

Has the dream returned to this sly wine castle again?

No, this is not a dream at all...

The **** virus has penetrated into the bone marrow organs, and the feeling of bone erosion is so real, it is absolutely impossible to be false.

Have you entered the castle of your dreams? ?

Ji Bai reluctantly looked around. Apart from the fact that this black castle had no gate, the rest of the structure was exactly the same as the crooked castle in his dream.

The consecration platform in front. It is pitch black, it seems that there are things similar to gods, and there are candles on the stone platforms on both sides. The tattered curtains in front of the window sills have no signs of being blown by the wind, I don’t know at all. From which direction does the wind blow.

Ji Bai pulled out the [Silver Throne] that had been tied to his waist, and the cold sweat from his back distracted him to a certain extent.

"Boom!" The inner door next to the consecration platform was blown down by the strong wind, the old door shaft squeaked, and the whole door flew upside down and hit the cracked brick wall.

Just as the alarm bell in Ji Bai's heart sounded, a familiar, rough and angry shout came with a gust of wind: "Magic **** a plane!

The old door frame broke into large irregular holes, and the turquoise muscles were tight. Accompanied by a violent wind, the blue light flashed, and the wind and fire came out of the room.

"Brother Ji Bai?!" Huo Lei with bloodshot eyes found the familiar armor figure in the faint flame.

Needless to say, anyone who is not blind can see it.

The figure rushing out from the inner room is not only Huo Lei, but also a transparent tall white shadow faintly behind him.

Before Ji Bai could speak, the white shadows also noticed Ji Bai, as if they could hear the trembling excitement in the air.

The white shadows are transparent, stepping on their feet, and the low stone platform as a support rubs against the ground to make an unpleasant and weird sound.

They are slowly moving by themselves with the help of these low stone platforms!

"I don't know... but I seemed to hear the sound of a stool falling upstairs just now!"

"It's awful." Ji Bai stalked his long sword and shot intent to kill in his eyes, ignoring the heartbreaking from his internal organs and ran up the stairs to the second floor of the castle, just taking a step. He found a low stone platform on the steps, and a transparent and strange white face smiled sternly at him. )

These are the people who frightened the Shenxian family, the so-called people standing on the stool.

"Go away." Ji Bai's eyes were cold, and he drove straight in.

Encountered all kinds of weird demon species, creatures of this level are not enough to make the knights coming out of the war timid.

However, Ji Bai has overlooked one point, and should not use the skills and wrists to deal with humans wrongly to deal with monsters that cannot be figured out with common sense.

"Brother Ji Bai don't go, you can't hurt them!" Huo Lei's shout was still late after all.

Facing the opponent, the knight drew his sword and stabbed the enemy in accordance with the ancient etiquette, but saw on the face of the strange enemy a triumphant smile that shouldn't have appeared. The tip of the sword plunged into the transparent body of the monster, like sinking into a sticky swamp. When the sword is immersed in the hunting object and cannot be recovered, the long sword should be discarded as soon as possible, and the secondary weapon carried with you should be used instead, such as a dagger and a dagger. On Ji Bai's shoulders, his feet left the stone steps.

He planned to step on Ji Bai's shoulder.

"Whoever stepped on the other's shoulder first, I, won, got it, hehehe.

Not knowing what happened, Ji Bai only felt that the low stone platform that belonged to the white shadow was attractive to him. ’

Taiwan, want to imprison his soul on it.

What Ji Bai thought of in an instant—the white shadows imprisoned on the low stone platform, would they include the achievements of the previous expedition?