Release that Witch

After the night, the entire camp fell into silence.

People who have been busy all day have completely fallen asleep at this moment, and witches are no exception.

But lightning can not feel sleepy.

Such a day has been going on for almost half a month, or from the moment she left the forest, she had an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart. The wound wounded by the wheat stubble also began to faintly hurt, as if reminding her of the day's experience.

Lightning couldn't even tell if this pain was its own illusion. She tried many ways to distract her attention, but ended up failing. However, with the naked eye, the wound did not change, neither disappeared nor expanded, like a scarlet spot, stubbornly resting on her chest.

This kind of disorder makes her feel awkward, and she usually gets to sleep at three or four in the morning. Even so, the short sleep will be filled by one night after another, and a little will wake up.

Looking at the wheat squatting on the hair and sleeping on the hair, the lightning sighed.

She re-covered the quilt that had been opened, but she sneaked down the floor and walked outside the house.

The witch's camp is located in the center of the camp, surrounded by a goddess of witches. She holds the idea of ​​not wanting to be alarmed, flies out of the air directly, and finally landed on the track under construction.

The bright moonlight sprinkled the road under her feet, and the sides of the rails were like a silver edge; the evening wind blew the wilderness over the curtain, bringing not only the friction of the shrubs, but also the birds that were far and near. Called and insects. This kind of night scene has been used for a long time in the appreciation of lightning, but now she has no such thoughts.

She didn't even dare to look at the direction of Taqila. The monster hidden in the dark earth seemed to be staring at her. As long as the line of sight passed, the scar on the chest would remind her of this fact.

The lightning looked at the sleeper with a root back and a bitter bitterness in his mouth.

In more than a month of recovery training, she managed to overcome psychological fears before crossing the low-lying border wall of the Winter City. I thought that as long as she persisted, she could not face the high-level devil of Takira again, at least she could return to the normal state.

But the result is ruthlessly crushing this idea. She is not only unable to use the awakening ability freely, she always feels bound when she is flying, and even when she encounters the ordinary devil, she loses the courage of the past.

Otherwise, regardless of the enemy's idea, she and Mai Hao can make the four madmen come back.

Unfortunately, now she only dares to trail behind the enemy, waiting for them to retreat.

It can be said that she dragged everyone's hind legs.

When I think of it, lightning can't help but feel a bit sore.

Even if you hide it, you can never pass everyone.

Even if it is dull, like a wheat stub, I have recently felt that something is wrong with her.

Maybe one day, she will kneel down to her own timid and fly to a higher place alone.

What should she do then?

"I'm so useless," Lightning squatted and buried his head in his knees. "There are people who are scared by the devil, and what qualifications are they to be the head of the expedition. They know that they will laugh at me... ... always boast that he is the greatest explorer, and the result is weaker than anyone else."

Yes, there seems to be a voice in my heart, they will laugh at you sooner or later.

"But I don't want to see this day..." Her voice was a little choked.

Who makes you love to boast of Haikou, do you think it is? If you don't want to see their ridicule, besides leaving here, go to a place that no one knows, otherwise you can't avoid it.

"Only leaving... is it here?"

"That can't be done." Suddenly someone said.

"Hey?" Lightning slammed, and jerked his head up, only to see a familiar figure standing not far away. Under the white moonlight, the other's long ears and tail were particularly eye-catching. "...Luo Jia?"

"Cough" The wolf coughed twice. "In advance, I didn't mean to overstate your self-talk."

At this moment, she noticed that Luo Jia was full of sweat, and it was flashing and reflecting the moonlight. The unique wheat-colored skin of Mo Jinren was like a sleek stone covered with morning dew.

"Did you just train...?"

"Yeah, I don't have the power to be born like a superb. Even if I become a desert wolf, I need to practice to strengthen myself. Otherwise, don't mention the battle, even running a few steps is enough." "Recently, the devil did not take the initiative to attack. I promised that the chieftain would not leave the position without permission. Even the basic amount of activity could not be guaranteed, and it could only be replenished at night."

"Yes..." Lightning suddenly came back to God. She took a deep breath and covered her face with her hands. "You have listened and heard all?"

This question does not have to be answered at all. The wolf's ears have always been extremely sensitive.

She suddenly felt her face getting hot.

"That..." Luo Jiaton paused. "I have never comforted anyone, so I will not comfort you now. I just want to tell you a story about my father."

"Although he was born in the mad flame clan, he also inherited the name of the burning fire, but at that time no one thought that he would become a family leader. Because among the eight successors, he had a very obvious deficiency: afraid of life, not a People go out to participate in joint hunting. This is also a major event for the Mojinsha people to choose as the patriarch. After all, the patriarchs are not only the inner rulers, but also need to exert influence on the outside. Each clan will send the most outstanding young generation to prove their strength. strength."

The lightning couldn't help but stunned... Didn't she get it wrong? The fear of the other person in the mouth of the other party, not long ago, in the absence of the Winter City Games, but also caused the attention of Roland. Is it true that Luo Jia’s father actually has another person?

"In fact, when he told me these things, I didn't believe it at all. I also asked my grandfather to confirm," Luo Jia smiled and slowly walked over to her. "But the result is true. I asked my grandfather." When he passed the position of the patriarch to his father, he replied to me that Gulze may not be able to do anything, but as long as there are people accompanying him, he is the most powerful warrior in the family. If so, then It doesn't matter if you let him be alone. The clan is closely united, and it is the normal state that most of the time should be. Compared to this, what can a hunting prove?"

Lightning felt the heart tremble.

"In fact, the father and the big brother did not do in the winter city... I am still very happy," Luo Jia lowered his ear. "Because my father made me a thing that he could never do for me... although some shame is It is."

Oh, yes... is this the case? You obviously left them in the castle hall, and one man ran back to the Witch Building. He said that he would never want to see them again. Although it was really inappropriate to meet with that dress.

"I think my grandfather probably wants to tell me that courage comes from both the heart and the others." Luo Jia said slowly. "If so, why do you care about your personal courage? Similarly, if the expedition Partners are in crisis, will you give up and escape alone?"

Lightning was silent for a moment, "...thank you."

"I said, this is not a comfort, just a story." The wolf woman turned her head. "So thank you for what you have saved. In addition, the expedition is quite interesting... since you pulled me in, I have to be responsible for the end."

She felt a bit sore in her eyes, and she was too hurried to squat twice. When she was ready to answer, the other person suddenly turned around and grabbed her mouth.

"嘘"

"What's wrong?" When Luo Jia let go, the lightning asked in a low voice.

"What sound have you heard?"

sound? She raised her head and listened carefully to nothing but the cold wind.

Wait... What was the sound of the nightingale and the bug?

"There is something coming in that direction," Luo Jia straightened his ears and looked at the night sky to the east. "This whistle is careful!"

She hugged the lightning and rolled down the roadbed!

Almost at the same time, a shrill roar exploded on the top of the two!