Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 92: A knife or a crossbow?

Once again, under the effect of Hell River’s crime, Thales felt surprised:

Time slowed down.

In the slow-motion view, he can see clearly:

Nicolai spoke violently, his face full of anger.

Monty stepped away with a stern face, keeping his right arm outstretched, and rushed towards the boy.

In front of his right arm, three throwing knives rotated in the air and flew towards Thales.

Looking at the inevitable three throwing knives, Thales was shocked!

What to do?

Looking at the bad situation in front of him, Thales took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The air enters his lungs smoothly, breaks down and flows, and turns into energy in the blood.

Wait!

Tyles' pupils moved, and suddenly he found something wrong!

He just took a breath of air.

In normal times, this action takes half a second.

But everything in front of me...

While still slowing down, there is no change?

This is...

Tyles exhaled again and was surprised to see that during the time he exhaled, the flying knife in front of him had only advanced by less than an inch.

Sure enough-his heart felt like this: This time, his breathing just came on a line faster than the "slow motion" around him!

So, it's not just my thinking that is getting faster now-Thales looked at Monty in astonishment-this is the new ability of Hell River Sin?

But the feeling of weakness that followed made Thales realize: As he breathed a little faster than "slow motion", the crime of the infernal river in the body began to be consumed rapidly, and after recovery, the accumulation ended with difficulty. The power is almost empty.

Obviously, the new capabilities are not without cost.

But he couldn't think about it anymore.

So Thales emptied his brain and made up his mind.

Don’t dodge, don’t retreat-these actions consume the power of ending too much and can’t be done at all.

Before the flying knife arrives, adjust the movement, use the **** senses to calculate the trajectory, wind direction, and the opponent's dodge...

With his movements, countless powers of ending surged in and were exhausted.

Then...

Tyles gritted his teeth, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger!

The next moment, time returned to normal.

There was a flower in front of Thales, he only felt a pain in his left hand and right shoulder, and the crossbow in his hand shook at the same time!

"Dang Cang!"

The crossbow of time fell to the ground.

"Shit!"

This is the sound of crossbow arrows entering the flesh.

"Watch out!"

Nicolai's roar just came.

Tyles sat down on the ground with a painful butt, and the more intense soreness and hunger in his body made him extremely uncomfortable!

In front of his eyes, Monty had already lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Damn..."

The Dead Crow cursed unwillingly, and pressed his left thigh with a look of pain - there, a crossbow arrow penetrated into the flesh and the arrow shaft trembled.

The weak prince trembled, and reluctantly pulled out the short-handled throwing knife on his arm and shoulder, in a panic: He escaped a disaster in a matter of minutes.

"This reaction and quasi-head..."

Nicolai on the side looked at the prince suspiciously, as if he no longer knew him: "You still have this hand?"

Tyles took a breath, ignoring that his hands were still bleeding, grabbed the crossbow, and rolled away from the place.

Leave Monty’s attack range.

The shocked prince ran to safety, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a lingering heart, only to feel hungry and painful:

"So..."

"Finally you don't want to install anymore, right?"

"Your loyalty does not only belong to the secret branch."

While talking, Thales couldn't stand it anymore. He staggered forward to the horse that Monty had left behind, took out a bag of dried meat, and gobbled it into his mouth.

This is probably—the young man with a mouthful of food tore a piece of jerky, thinking like that—the sequelae left by just using the sin of the prison river to stimulate vitality.

"Ah!"

I saw Monty raised his head and stared at him angrily: "Damn boy..."

Tyles bit off the lid of the leather water bag, swallowed the dried meat through the water, but smiled thoughtfully: "That's it, what I said..."

"So he knew it for a long time--you told him that he was dead."

Monty resisted the sharp pain in his thigh, with a cruel face: "What?"

"You know about Adele and Mike," Thales shook his head helplessly, feeling that his stomach was filled a little bit: "So, he only learned about the grandson's life from you."

"Secret Branch intends to rescue me through you-he also knows this through you."

Following the prince's words, the eyes of the Dead Crow became sharper.

The meteorite is even more puzzled.

Thyls thought of something and frowned: "So, he came for this reason and broke the game with his strength."

"Fuck."

The prince swallowed the last bite of the food, looking very upset and unwilling: "Fortunately, I was dumbfounded by him, thinking that I was swindled by him-I regretted it for a while."

Nicolai’s dissatisfied question came from the other side:

"What are you talking about, little prince?"

Thyls ignored him, just shook his head.

"As for what'the first rule', what's'make him shut up'," Thales was upset, his teeth tickled with hate: "As far as I know, there is only one person in this world, only him, Will be full of resentment for my words, so terrified that I don’t even want me to speak."

The star prince sighed: "So, in the final analysis, it is my struggle with him."

"So, the dead crow of the triple spy," Thales gave Monty a gracious smile:

"Say hello to Your Majesty Charman for me."

Nicolai was startled.

And Monty on the ground became more and more ferocious, slamming the ground fiercely: "Fuck!"

Finally, the three people under the sun tore off the last bit of disguise and exposed themselves to the eyes of the other two.

The next second, I saw Thales let out a long sigh of relief, looking at the two terrifying opponents who were already at the end of the crossbow in a complex mood.

Unexpectedly, he was the only one standing peacefully.

He smiled subconsciously, as if talking to himself: "The real strong turns disadvantages into advantages and disadvantages into advantages..."

Nicolai and Monty both stared at him ugly.

Thyls fell silent.

He shrugged, walked slowly to Nicolai's mount, and took out the luggage from the saddle one by one.

Food, water, money bag...

Transfer them to your mount.

The face of the meteorite changed: "Hey, you..."

"Hush—" Thales raised his index finger to his lips, interrupted him dissatisfied, and by the way stuffed Nicolai's last piece of bread into his saddle bag.

Then, the prince listened in front of the other two's round eyes, followed the sound into a crack in the rock, and pulled out another horse, Monty's mount.

"My grass--" Monty turned pale.

"Hush—" Thales shook his head uncomfortably, and turned out a bag of crossbow arrows in front of him, and stuffed them into his suitcase.

"Supplies and belongings for three people should be enough." He muttered to himself, leaning over the creek and filling three water bags.

The two men on the side of the rock and on the ground can't afford to be injured, so they can only watch Thales doing it all.

"Fuck, boy, come up if you have a seed," Monty dragged his severely injured thigh with difficulty, and said viciously: "I must treat you..."

Thyls did not let him go on, but saw the young man shook his head with a smile: "In this way, let me tell you a story."

The meteorite and the dead crow both showed a hideous look at him.

Clearly don't want to hear any stories.

But the prince was still content, and said leisurely: "One day, two men passed by the wasteland, and each dropped something. They were all panicked..."

Tyles stepped forward step by step, walked to a corner, and bent down.

"At this time, a prince suddenly appeared. He kindly stretched out his hands to the two people and asked: ‘Don’t panic, come, take a closer look, you guys have fallen...’"

Nicolai and Monty's faces changed.

Tyles straightened up, walked to the three horses, smiled and raised two legendary anti-magic weapons: "Is it the knife in my left hand or the crossbow in my right hand?"

Time seems to stand still.

The two stared at Thales.

The prince himself seemed unconscious, and happily shook the sun saber and the crossbow of time in his hand.

In a few seconds.

Nicolai was furious, he stared at Thales and gritted his teeth: "Fuck..."

Monty's eyes were bad, and he tacitly accepted the words of the meteorite: "...Your mother."

This time Thales's face changed.

"'Answer wrong'," Thales put away his smile and frowned: "The prince said angrily:'You are not honest.'"

Thyls shook his head solemnly: "These things..."

He first tied the Rising Sun Sabre to his waist, and then hung the Time Crossbow on the saddle, showing a bright smile: "...It's all mine."

Staring at their expressions, Thales happily untied the reins, stepped on the stirrups, and stepped on his mount-the horse did not resist his riding, it seems that since the silver shadow man under the mountain gave him that After the blessing, horses rarely reject themselves.

Tyles snorted, looked to the sky, and smiled relievedly.

"You know," Thales exhaled and touched the crossbow quiver on the saddle: "I can raise the crossbow and shoot you all here."

"Hmph," Nicolai said coldly: "Try it."

Monty is silent, focusing on his leg injury.

Thyls rode on the horse, looked at the two badly injured men in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"No," the prince shook his head:

"Do you know, what is the difference between me and you?"

The meteorite and the dead crow have a light breath.

Thyls looked at the meteorite.

"Nicolai, six years ago, I did bring the disaster of Longxiao City and brought you a hand-to-hand humiliation, but I also took you to fight back and drove Rumba out of Longxiao City."

Nicolai snorted coldly.

"Our grievances are indeed a bit entangled," Thales talked about the past, with a bit of emotion: "But it doesn't matter. During my six years in the Palace of Valor, we should clear up any grudges."

"So, we will never owe each other."

Nicolai looked at him coldly: "Think beautiful."

Thyls grinned.

But then he grumbled and stretched out his hand to drew out the sun saber: "But this knife..."

Thyls looked at the golden saber in silence.

Nicolai's expression tightened.

The next moment, Thales raised his hand abruptly, and the sun saber will be thrown far away!

Nicolai and Monty were both surprised!

"Dang Cang!" The saber fell at Nicolai's feet.

The meteorite stared at the saber under his feet in a daze, but did not respond for a while.

"What are you doing?" Nicolai raised his head, gritted his teeth and asked: "Pretending to be generous?"

"No, I'm not that noble. The bones you broke in my body are still hurting," Thales sighed, making his face straightened: "But, this is your uncontested battle with Tuleha. It proves that it is also your weapon to protect Longxiao City."

He said solemnly: "Your real enemy is not me, especially after I leave-instead of spending time and energy on me, it is better to think more about how to regain the knife that belongs to you."

"So, protect her," Thales gave a faint smile: "Even for Longxiao City."

Nicolai's expression froze.

The prince turned to Dead Crow.

"Monty, we didn’t know each other for long," Thales looked amusedly at the other person’s struggling to break the crossbow arrow: "I have to say, whatever the original intention, thanks to your skilled scout skills, I was taken away Escorted under the tracking of Xiaocheng."

Monty frowned.

Thyls sighed: "But you just shot me a few more throwing knives..."

"So..." The prince patted the crossbow on the saddle, showing a smirk:

"I won't return you this crossbow."

Monty's face changed, and he gritted his teeth angrily and cursed: "Fuck your mother."

"Hahaha—" Thales laughed.

Nicolai looked at all of this, his lips curled up slightly.

A few seconds later, Thales slowly put away his laughter.

"You said you live in the dark, in order to survive, no matter who your loyalty belongs to... But you remind me of a person," he thought thoughtfully, his eyes deep: "A **** comus man ."

The Dead Crow gritted his teeth: "Fuck you."

"Believe me, Rumba is not a good employer, he is too cruel to himself," Thales pointed to the east, his eyes turned: "So one day in the future, when you are desperate again..."

"Why come and find me."

"Maybe I will give you a good price."

Monty's eyes moved.

Tyles stared at him earnestly: "Remember, this is me, it's Thales Canxing's promise."

Monty did not speak.

"So, two," the prince shrugged and bared his front teeth at the two:

"Farewell here."

When the voice fell, Thales shook the horse's rein, struck the other two mounts, and drove them away.

"Wait!"

Tyles' arm paused slightly.

I saw Monty panting and raising his head: "The desert is very dangerous, hot, lack of water, wind and sand, lost, enemies, any of which may kill you."

Thyls frowned slightly.

"Only I know, only I know how to contact the correspondent of the secret department in the desert," the Dead Crow gritted his teeth and tremblingly said: "You might as well tie me up and take me, anyway, I'm hurt That's it-at least don't leave me here."

Listening to his words, Thales pondered for a while.

He turned his head to look south, and there were only endless waste rocks on the horizon.

"If you want me to say," Nicolai said coldly, "You will die if you enter the desert alone."

"But take him?"

The meteorite sarcastically said: "You will die faster."

Monty glared at him.

"You just said that you would give me a good price?" The dead crow fixedly stared at him: "Then from now on, how about?"

Thyls sighed.

"Well, what you said made me hesitate."

Monty's eyes lit up.

But Thales smiled again.

"But someone told me that there is a good way to overcome hesitation."

Monty's face froze.

"That is..."

Thyls waved to him happily: "Don't give yourself a chance to hesitate."

The next moment, Thales looked solemn, and the horse's rein slammed on the mount!

"Pug, pug, pug..."

With the sound of horses' hoofs, the prince of stars lifted his hoofs towards the invisible horizon.

Leave Exter's border completely.

Run for his freedom.

The only two people left were stunned, looking at each other.

It seems a long, long time passed.

Monty took a sharp breath, dragged his injured thigh, and looked at Nicolet solemnly.

"Damn," Monty looked at the sun saber at the other's feet, frowning: "So, did we let a half-year-old kid do it?"

The meteorite also looked back at him coldly.

"He is not a half-old kid," Nicolai said coldly:

"The Earl of Lisbane said that one day he will become Exeter's most terrible enemy."

Montillo paused, thoughtful.

The next moment, Nicolai endured the sharp pain in his shoulder, exerted force under his feet, kicked the sun saber into the air, and grabbed his right hand!

Looking at the opponent's movements, the Dead Crow grunted in pain, and fell softly on the rock behind.

The meteorite took a deep breath, swung the golden saber accurately, and cut open the crossbow bolt with a hot blade, freeing himself from the rock.

Nicolai gritted his teeth and staggered forward.

"Go ahead, old friend," his right hand holding the knife trembling slightly, pointing towards Monty on the ground, eyes full of complex emotions:

"You are going to barbecue..."

"Still raw?"

The Dead Crow stared at him embarrassingly: "I can't—"

"No!" Nicolai walked up to him and interrupted him coldly.

Monty sighed and closed his eyes resignedly.

Nicolai slowly raised the knife.

Just now.

"Call—"

The wind is coming!

A figure suddenly appeared behind the meteorite!

Nicolai's face changed, and he immediately looked back and swung his knife.

"Huh!"

Nicolai was shocked: his blade was cut empty.

There is no one behind him.

The figure disappeared.

How--

But before the meteorite could react, the figure appeared on his side again!

"Boom!"

The arm of the meteorite intersects the fist of the sneak attacker.

The attacker's skill is not fast, but the precision and angle of his shot are far beyond Nicolai's imagination, especially the opponent's next punch——

"Boom!"

The attacker slammed the wound on Nicolai's left arm!

"Uh—" Nicolai gritted his teeth and grunted, his movements were stagnant, and then the enemy punched again, hitting the arrow on his right chest!

"Dang Cang!"

The meteorite's arm shook, the saber let go, and he knelt on one knee.

But Nicolai no longer has the energy to care about his knife: he breathes in big mouths, and in fright, he recognizes the enemy in front of him.

He remembers his skill, his figure, his--

Nicolai raised his head suddenly!

"You..."

At this moment, the meteorite is in an unprecedented loss of state, with a hideous face and a heartbreak: "You!"

But in the face of such turbulent hatred, the other party responded little, just shook his head slowly:

"You eat... with your right hand, right?"

The voice is hoarse, low-pitched, as if talking to himself.

Nicolai gave a slight shock.

He stared at the incoming people, the resentment and hatred in his eyes almost overwhelmed the whole world.

He roared like he was about to break his throat: "It's you—"

But just the next moment, the enemy's hand knife hit his side chin!

Boom!

Nicolai's resentment stopped abruptly.

Under the heavy blow, the famous meteorite fell to the ground.

He lost consciousness.

Under the slanting sun, the sneak attacker who knocked down Nicolai slowly turned around and faced the Dead Crow.

But at this moment, Monty stared at the incoming people blankly, as if forgetting the pain.

"You?"

Death Crow was struck by lightning, staring blankly at the uninvited guest.

A few seconds later, Monty sighed and closed his eyes:

"It's you."

"When did you come?"

The visitor was silent and didn't answer~IndoMTL.com~ and ignored the dying Dead Crow.

He just slowly raised his head and looked south.

"Guideline number one." The attacker said slowly.

Monty suddenly opened his eyes!

"What?"

The Dead Crow looked at him in surprise: "So, you have been behind us since then?"

"And along the way...I didn't find it?" He looked at the people in surprise.

The attacker did not speak.

As if he shouldn't have spoken.

"I understand." Finally, Monty sighed and shook his head like relief:

"How did the stinging head and his grand duke's guard chase so tightly that they couldn't be thrown away... so you brought it."

"You are not sure to deal with me alone," the dead crow slumped:

"So you deliberately didn't take action, but secretly attracted him, waiting for us to lose out."

Monty laughed mockingly, lowered his head lonely, and stopped talking.

The sneak attacker remained silent.

A few seconds later, the uninvited guest spoke slowly and repeated the first sentence:

"The first rule?"

This time, there were strange ups and downs in his voice.

Monty frowned: "What..."

The next second, the attacker made a sudden move!

"Boom!"

He gave Monty a slap in the neck.

The Dead Crow fell to the ground and fainted before he could even finish his words.

The sneak attacker who had just easily solved the second of the "five generals" didn't even look at Nicolai and Monti who were lying on the ground. He slowly turned around and turned to the south.

Look at the end of the field of vision.

The breeze blows, and his figure disappears into the air.

Have you heard of a metaphysics? It is said that the number of monthly passes will directly affect Thales’ experience in the desert. by a mysterious face without sword