The Amber Sword

The lobby suddenly fell and collided with a small figure, and she rushed forward in panic, colliding with the sheep-head blocking the front, causing a shouting connection in the hotel at a time.

And right behind this little girl, seven or eight sheep-heads were roaring after her from behind. After all, the short figure was too small, and was quickly stopped by one of the sheep-heads in three steps and two steps, and a laugh came from under his hood:

“Damn little * *, I see where you're going! ”

Brando couldn't help but frown slightly, and he had already seen that the little black robe was actually just a little girl. His eyes crossed the crowd and he saw a man pounding on a wooden table without moving. There was a dark red spread beneath him, and he could see what was happening.

“Ew, that little girl is a tough shot.” Delphine turned around and clearly saw the scene as well.

Brando was silent and inconclusive, and all he saw was a slight tremor after the little girl was stopped, and then he looked left and right, and the thin figure revealed a little helplessness. But the helplessness quickly became decisive, and suddenly she turned and rushed in the other direction, hands and feet beneath the crowd and climbed onto a wooden table.

She turned around, shouted, and then pulled a short sword out of the black robe, holding the handle of the sword firmly in her hands. Her fingers were all hidden and white because of excessive force, shaking with fear, but firmly pointing the tip of the sword at all the sheep who surrounded her.

The blade tip of the cold light flashed, forcing the sheep leaders to lean back on their horses, busy backwards, and quickly gave way to a full circle of space by that table.

Brando could hear clearly that the little girl's voice was crisp and beautiful, the tone of an elf, or at least a half elf. But while the voice sounds loud, its slightly trembling lines clearly reveal the fear and tension in its master's heart.

“Want to help her?” Delphine turned around and looked at him, "My lord? ”

Brando shook his head. Although the little girl seemed helpless, her outfit was not very different from that of the surrounding sheep's neck. It was also a black robe and a large hood covered her face, revealing only an elf-like delicate chin with dust and dirt all over her face.

She stood stubbornly on the wooden table facing everyone, beneath her thin shoulders, holding the sword tightly in her small arms under her robe - the sword still seemed to have been taken from its original owner, and her figure did not match that of this little girl. In her hand, it seemed to be a long sword that required her hands to hold it tightly.

At this moment, however, the sword blade of the short sword is carrying a colorful red color. The blood beads cannot resist flowing up and down from the sword, passing through the little girl's fair hands, and then dripping.

“Damn, she killed Buster! ”

“This damn little * *! ”

The sheep-head growled, as if ready to do it, but Brando turned around at this time and asked the owner of the hotel beside him: "What's going on? Doesn't it look like this hotel is as safe as you promised? ”

“Damn,” the innkeeper spit, scolding. He would have seen someone making a scene in his own hotel, pulling up his sleeve and pulling a crossbow out of the counter, but hearing Brando's question stopped: “That's Buster's slave, I warned him, damn it, he didn't even listen to me! ”

“What?”

The owner hesitated for a moment and was trying not to answer the question, but suddenly his eyes settled and his eyewitnesses were attracted to Brando's actions.

Just seeing Brando put a dozen sparkling black rose coins one by one (Madara gold coins, cast in 360-371) on the counter, lined up one word at a time, the owner of the hotel was like a nail on his foot, the birth stopped, as if only this large amount of money was left in his eyes, how could these ‘poor and sour Christians' have forgotten to think about it for a while, he greedily licked his lips and answered:

“The little * *, a living sacrifice brought by Buster, said to be the finest thing caught in the swamp, a semi-piece. But I've never seen such a sharp tooth claw half elf. Yesterday, when Mag tried to touch her, he almost got his palm bitten off by that little * *..."

“To be honest, for the first time I've ever seen someone so hard, let alone a little girl. Buster they beat her half to death, the little girl didn't even say a word, I could see the little * * was a biting dog, damn it, Buster didn't believe me at all, this is good, I lost my life. ”

Brando knew where things were going, and his eyes immediately cooled.

The owner of the hotel hasn't finished yet, suddenly suddenly he felt the temperature of his hotel had dropped several times, he fought a cold war, some strangely looked around, and thought he was delusional.

And it was at this time that the Blade of Fire had appeared in Brando's hands, but the next moment, the long sword, staggered with dark gold cracks, flashed and rekindled to ignite the flame and scattered in the air.

At this point, the sheep-head finally made a move on the little elf girl.

The little girl raised her head at this moment, bit her teeth off and revealed a delicate face that shook Brando, almost letting him out consciously:

“Methisa...? ”

But it was at this moment that the face, almost exactly like the little princess of the Silver Elf, was visibly small, but full of despair. The little girl raised her short sword with her hands, and the first reaction was to take her sword. But Brando didn't panic at all, because at the moment of a thousand shots, a flame of red flames suddenly flashed through the dark inn.

The flame passed like a giant dragon, knocking all the sheepheads off, screaming and falling out, and then a shout of anger sounded:

“Apathy, wind, sword, law, dragon, fire! ”

The red dragon surrounded by the flame then chanted and burst apart in all directions. Another man in the hotel turned his horse upside down, and the sheep-heads screamed continuously, accompanied by the sound of a table and chair falling and a wooden board breaking.

The next moment, the figure of the phoenix fire had appeared in front of the little girl.

The little elf girl was obviously stunned by this scene, even forgotten the action in her hand, her silver eyes reflected a golden red light, in which only a girl almost as tall as herself was stopped in front of her, with her back turned against her, gripping both on top of the burning red flame of the bear, under the fire, a long, inky glow, there was a star river.

The phoenix fire obviously just came down from the second floor, couldn't even bring a hood, and a fine face appeared at a pause. But she was frowning, obviously very angry at a previous scene, where a group of cults were so ashamed to besiege a little girl that she almost immediately started.

Phoenix Fire, the queen of the jade phoenix vein, although most of the weekdays show humility and courtesy, but at this time, when anger, the dignity and momentum of the body is natural, don't say that even these sheep-heads who are taught by her are a little surprised, the heart is well worth the royal daughter of heaven, this momentum alone, the future achievements are unlimited.

At one point, the only person in Token's Boots who could move was the abusive innkeeper, apart from Brando and others. When the phoenix fired, the guy's eyeballs were about to stare out, watching his hotel lose so much, the owner jumped like thunder, and was about to raise his crossbow.

However, just in time to make a move, he felt his neck cold and a three-foot blue blade had been placed over his neck. Suddenly he fought a cold war and turned around to find that the guy in front of him who had never spoken had an extra sword in his hand, and this sword, at this moment, was in some kind of intimate contact with his neck.

The innkeeper fought a cold war in his life, and suddenly he woke up and remembered that the three of them seemed to have come to his hotel with the little girl who had made a move. After figuring this out, the innkeeper could only admit bad luck and throw the crossbow in his hand on the floor.

“Outsiders! ”

“They're not one of us! ”

There was an immediate shout in the hotel, and it was clear that the sheepheads were not fools, and that there was a problem with Brando's identity soon.

Immediately someone pulled out their weapon and rushed this way. Someone was still summoning the devil. For these people, Brando didn't have soft hands and dropped a piece between his fingers.

Nevertheless, several leaking fish were quick to see and buried outside the hotel from the outset. Especially a few already at the hotel's doorstep, and Brando didn't have time to leave them.

These people either escaped or went out to get help, but in any case, Brando was helpless, and he was trying to keep a low profile on saving the semi-environment little Laurie, who looked like Metisa, but the Phoenix Fire, they couldn't help but think about it.

Luckily, however, he shrugged his shoulders and raised his voice. Almost all the information he wanted had been received anyway, and he didn't care about the big fight here. With his strength, not to speak of a Martaha in the district, not even the entire Tauchik region may be able to find someone who can leave him behind.

Besides, even if the phoenix fire was not so high-profile, there was a caretaker beside him, Mr. Liu, the unfortunate hostess dared to attack the phoenix fire by his side, I think Mr. Biryu had tried to restrain it, otherwise the sword would have opened a blood mouth directly on the other side's neck.

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