Blood Princess and the Knight

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Little talent and little learning,

I can't figure out the problem in this regard, but I vaguely remember someone asking me for a video game similar to that about sub-cat people.

The story seems to be about a famous dessert shop owner who discovered that he had a few more cats in his bag, a warm and original idea.

However, Ji Bai also found out that a cat was stuffed in his bag without knowing it. Ji Bai didn't feel any excitement in his heart. To be precise, he was surprised but not happy.

"Well, hey, hey, Mr. Ji Bai, are you hungry? There is a piece of plain bread here. Ke'er was a little worried that the cold and hard bread would scratch your throat, so he warmed it with his body temperature. Well, it should be fine now. Eating it will make you woo woo woo!" Ji Bai remained silent and closed the zipper emotionally.

"Eh?" The coachman looked back strangely, scanning the not-so-spacious carriage with a surprised look on his face, puzzled. "Just now I seemed to hear a little girl talking in the carriage.

"Are you hiding stowaways or something?" The uncle looked at the two people sitting firmly in the cart with vigilance.

"Maybe you heard it wrong, uncle. We didn't hear it. We are the only ones in this carriage, aren't we? You must be too tired from work and have a mental disorder and hallucinations." Ji Bai turned his head away in an incomprehensible manner. .

"Really? The uncle looked suspicious and turned his head back with a strange murmur. "I've been a little too busy lately. Do you want to take some time to get a massage?'

"Err? Brother Ji Bai, what are you talking about? Uncle coachman heard you right, isn't sister Ke'er in the bag? You just forced her back

It was too late for Ji Bai to stop Huo Lei's mouth. The words were like water being thrown out and could not be taken back.

"Hmm?" The coachman suddenly turned his head, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Young man, give me your bag Kangkang.'

"Can I refuse?"

"Haha." The coachman took off the glasses on his nose meaningfully. “Give me Kangkang!

Glancing at Huo Lei, who had big teeth beside him, Ji Bai raised his forehead and shook his head. He was not afraid of opponents who were like gods, but was afraid of teammates who were like pigs.

"There are no secret stowaways? Then what is this? ?" the coachman pointed at Kerr, who was pretending to be a lucky cat doll in the bag and yelled angrily.

"Young man, you are very courageous to dare to evade fares on the territory of my ace pigeon Lin Laoqi." The coachman lit the low-quality cigarette on his fingertips and puffed out the smoke.

"You ask around in this area, who has the best reputation in Wusen? Who has the final say? ?"

"I have seen many young people like you who are lucky and want to evade fares and get away with it." The coachman blew out a smoke ring and said matter-of-factly.

"They're almost cool now

"I said, old man, are you too cruel? Isn't it just fare evasion? Just let them make up for it. It's a bit too much to kill the killer.

"For young people who choose to change their ways and start a new life, I will naturally give them a chance. If they refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, haha, I won't say much. After entering Wusen, I can do whatever I want, just go around the corner and cheat. They can just get off the car. As for whether they can get out of Wusen before dark, it depends on their luck." The old man sneered.

"Good Holey took a breath.

"Hmph, my skill in flying pigeons is not just for nothing." The coachman's nostrils were almost raised to the sky.

"Ha, speed up the horse. When you get to the destination, you can pay for whatever you want, right? That's a nice thought. Young man, to tell you the truth, after I found out that you two guys wanted to have sex for free, I deliberately went in the opposite direction. Come on, now you two have to pay me the money, or else don't even think about getting off the bus." The coachman praised his own wit.

"Really?" Ji Bai silently glanced behind him. "It doesn't matter to us, if uncle you want to make a fortune.

"I have spent all my money, young man, are you smart? You are the one who rides without paying, why should I spend all my money?" said the horseman.

Ji Bai stopped talking.

It's too late.

“Take care of yourself.

"What does it mean to be happy?

"Boom?" Along with the whine of the horses, the bumpy carriage turned over.

Ji Bai, who had carried Ke'er out of the car the moment he lost his balance, rolled a few times on the ground and quietly slipped into the grass.

"What kind of situation do I rely on? 3 (7: Carrot h, are you always hungry? When I go back, I have to stew you with the old sow pig in the pen!" The dizzy coachman roared with blood on his head. With.

Unlucky! Not only did he meet two people who wanted to eat something delicious, but he was covered in bruises. He was so poor that he couldn't afford the expenses of the temple godfather to heal the injuries, and he couldn't trust the charlatan--

Thinking of this, the coachman felt a splitting headache, and his anger surged upwards.

"This damn stinky horse has messed up everything!" Looking at the horse that was lying on the side pretending to be dead, the coachman was furious.

"Whoosh!" The fierce wind blew past his face. The coachman was stunned for a moment, then he touched his cheek and applied a dark red.

The noisy sound of horse hooves came closer, replaced by the numbing sound of swords being unsheathed.

The cold and sharp touch on his back made the coachman's throat choke and his heart skip a beat.

Throat.

"Don't look back, if you don't want your head to move." The words with cold murderous intent are sharper than the edge of the knife.

very.

"No, no, no, don't dare, don't dare," the coachman hesitated. His anger was like a deflated balloon, replaced by fear and a strong desire to survive.

After taking control of the driver, the masked people used knives to open the curtain.

"As a guise, isn't this a horse that exposes our actions? Or is it a conspiracy?

"Impossible, only my own people know about it, there can't be a mole." Another masked man glanced at the carriage with a simple layout and almost no decorations.

"This is just an ordinary carriage passing by. Do you have corns in your eyes?" The man in black angrily scolded his subordinates.

"It doesn't matter, don't worry, we have more than just ambushes set up.

"Estimating the time, we have almost succeeded now, go to support to avoid accidents.

"Then what to do with this human being?'

"Why, do you still need me to teach you step by step about this kind of thing? ?"

The coachman shuddered. He could feel the unsheathed sharp knife behind him gradually moving towards him. This knife would be stained in a few seconds.

"Help, the coachman was trembling and couldn't speak clearly. He instinctively wanted to run away, but his weak bones prevented this possibility.

The killer didn't talk nonsense. He raised the knife and dropped it. His crisp movements only pursued how to send people on their way as quickly and cruelly as possible.

The coachman's eyes were bulging, and the life-saving energy he had exploded before his death was about to overflow. However, his legs and feet were not strong enough. The moment the cold light approached his bones, he lost all his strength.

Unexpectedly, the feeling of cold iron entering the flesh did not come.

The metal tools fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time there was a shocked cry from the killer.

What?" The killer stared blankly at his floating feet, as if he still hadn't figured out what was going on.

"Little brother, what's going on?"

The killer looked at the source of the sound and saw that it was a "human" man with an ordinary appearance and an unusually tall body. He lifted himself up like a chicken with just one hand.

"No! We've fallen into a trap. There are armed elements in the carriage, annihilate them immediately!"

A group of killers drew out their blades, which were shorter than their heads. They were agile and struck directly at the most critical parts of the human body.

"No, no, no, absolutely not. The material used to make the knife - it looks like very ordinary iron. The production process is also unclassy. It is completely a shoddy mass-produced product." The tall and burly "human strong man" frowned. Frowning, he pointed at the weapons in the hands of the swarming killers.

"Skills are the soul of a craftsman. How can weapons be so perfunctory?" Huo Lei muttered something in his mouth. He rounded his arms as thick as a pillar and waved them. The sharp dagger and short sword were broken into pieces as if they were made of paper - valve.

[Awakening: Restoration and Repair Fist Reversal: Demolition and Degradation Fist]

The killers stared blankly at the weapons that had been completely reduced to mud, and looked at each other.

"Tear down all the unqualified weapons. Tear them down." Looking at the scraps of metal scattered on the ground, Huo Lei smiled with satisfaction.

"This guy is not human at all - what to do now? ?"

"Shoot arrows and kill them all, leaving no one alive.

"Swish, the archer hiding behind the grass received the order, set up his bow and arrows, and in an instant, the arrow rain fell like a goddess scattering flowers.

At this moment, sword flowers bloomed from the sterling silver two-handed knight's sword, flying out from a flurry of dancing flowers.

The attacker shot his horse first to capture the thief before he captured the king, and with a sharp sword, he killed the leader who was caught off guard on the spot.

"What? ?

The rain of arrows bounced off Huo Lei, and a big question mark appeared on his head. "What are these little guys doing?

After placing Ke'er, Ji Bai rushed out from the grass, pulled out the silver throne stuck on the body, and rushed into the crowd to open Wushuang.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Between the flash of sword and the shadow of sword, by the time the killers reacted, almost all of their own people had been killed.

Ji Bai will not show mercy to these killers who want his own life.

The battle ended in less than three minutes from drawing the sword to sheathing the sword. The opponent's strength was astonishingly weak.

Perhaps Ji Bai subconsciously ignored the issue of becoming stronger.

"Brother Ji Bai, let's get the old carriage driver settled first, so as not to hurt innocent people.

Ji Bai shook his head. "You underestimate humanity's need for survival."

He pointed to the dust not far away. The coachman had already ridden his horse for several miles.

"Ahem? Weren't you so scared that your legs were weak just now?" Huo Lei scratched his head.

Looking at the crowd scattering like spider larvae, Ji Bai did not catch up.

The grass nearby moved, and a pink-haired cat tiptoed out.

"Hey, Mr. Ji Bai is so awesome~" The little pink head looked around.

"Come on." Zhikai tapped Ke'er's forehead, and the latter immediately and skillfully assumed a posture of holding his head and squatting in defense.

"I'll settle the score with you later, Lei. I have work to do." You Xiaozhi

"Huh? Work? What work?" Monk Huo Lei Erzhang was confused and didn't understand what Ji Bai was referring to.

Ji Bai silently pointed to the noise coming from the woods in the distance.

These killers were obviously premeditated and planned, but they were unlucky enough to be mistaken for their targets by the killers.

Marked, the real target should be there.

In front of the overturned sandalwood carriage, masked and soft-armored hired assassins surrounded the carriage.

The water is blocked.

The collapsing wheels rolled down to nowhere, and the ground was dyed red with blood. Two, two, and three corpses of the guards collapsed on the ground, losing their lives.

The few guards fought hard to trap the beasts, but they were injured in many places but were at the end of their strength.

The girl in the center, protected by a small number of guards, was shivering. She had long, slightly wavy pale golden hair, and the pair of cat ears on her head proved her

The fěn-nèn face like a porcelain doll has long been occupied by paleness and fear. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to maintain her image despite the precarious situation in front of her. She had tried very hard, but she couldn't stop overflowing. The negative emotions made my legs and feet tremble constantly.

"Miss, are you going to continue to resist? Look, how many of your subordinates have died, all of them are loyal to you. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your subordinates, right?" The leader looked at the corpses scattered around, Shaked his head.

"Surrender, avoid the bloodshed and sacrifice of your men, and come out obediently. We have no intention of harming you. This is all for

"Are you really the subordinates of a certain minister?" The girl gritted her teeth and tried her best to suppress her voice so as not to make her voice tremble.

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you are guessed. You will soon know the identity of the instigator." The masked man came over in a negotiating tone, and his gentle voice made it easy for people to relax their vigilance.

Looking at the guard who swore to protect her to the death, the girl was struggling, as if she was having an ideological struggle.

The masked man in black looked at her reaction, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The secretly arranged team was slowly approaching her, but she didn't notice it. She was able to handle the kidnapping very quickly.

After flipping over to the carriage, the assassins who were already on standby were ready to attack. Their bows and arrows flew away, aiming at the girl's feet.

"Miss!" The guard was too late to provide support.

By the time the cat-eared girl noticed the arrow flying towards her, it was too late.

"Crack!" The arrow was shattered by another arrow in the air.

"What!?" The masked man was stunned. He was the first to react and turned his gaze to the bushes beside him.

"Who is causing trouble? ?" The masked man took a step back warily. The last thing he wanted to see was a troublemaker at this juncture.

"I'm not very good at sneak attacks." From the grass, an armored man holding a silver bow came out.