New Eternal Day
Chapter 84 Double A Fighting Knife
Chapter 84 Double A Fighting Knife
When Eddard's man next to Amber reported to him, he was being scolded by Drius for stammering in front of the clan elders.
The brows that were originally frowning because of irritability, when they heard the whispers of the spies, gradually stretched out, and the corners of the mouth twitched into a sinister smile.
"It's much easier to do."
Ivan seems to be in a good mood recently. Anta invited him to be a guest at his house that day. In fact, it was not Anhi's house, but Della and Teyi's home.
Ivan and Della get along very well. Both of them have a lot of research on baking. Although the methods are different, they are both equally delicious.
Occasionally, I also exchange some ideas about dessert recipes.
There are also cute tweets, which are carved out of the same mold as Teyi, even cuter than what Ruosi described.
Ruosi has been very busy recently, and Nuoke has been her sparring partner. Ruosi's spells and illusions have improved a lot. It can be seen that she is preparing for something very hard.
Every day Ivan hadn't helped her to deal with the abrasions on her body, she was often rubbing the medicine, and Ruosi fell into a deep sleep.
So whenever I learn how to control water with Anta, Ivan often brings some delicious food that I made at Della's house to Ruosi, and Della also specially instructs me to bring sugar cakes, it won't be crispy when it's cold .
Ivan sometimes really envy Ruosi, there are always people thinking about her and caring about her.
On this day, Ivan bought snow skins in the bakery alone and wanted to make some cakes.
On the way back, I always felt that someone was following me behind me, and I couldn't help but shudder.
I'm too complacent. I've gone a little far today. I'm not very familiar with the environment near Della's house. Recently, the limelight has been tight. If she is discovered by extreme people, it will be a big problem.
It's okay to say one or two people, but if there are a group of people, she really doesn't have an advantage.
Ivan carried the cloth bag with the ice skin on his back, turned it behind him, took out the silver flute pinned to his waist, and blew it on his lips as he walked.
In front of it is the city of Hierro. Although Anta had just taught him how to teleport a few days ago, he couldn't use shapeshifting in this boundary.
The crowd behind him gradually increased, and it seemed that he was consciously forcing Ivan into the city of Hiero. He couldn't turn back and could only continue to walk forward.
As he walked, he played the flute. At first, he chanted softly like a whisper, then melodiously and melodiously, and then he blew faster and faster, like a mad sword cutting leaves.
Entering the city, the number of orcs gradually increased, and Ivan quickly got on a bridge and came to the other side of the river.
She clearly felt the sound of footsteps chasing behind her on the bridge.
The busy city was full of people, and few people cared that he was playing the flute. Occasionally, the music of other hawkers covered him, but Ivan kept playing.
Turning around, dexterously jumping onto a boat, at the moment of changing the tone, he freed up a hand and threw the money bag to the boatman. Rolled from his forehead, thinking:
not coming yet?It's too far away from me, and I'm about to be caught up, so I won't be able to hold on any longer.
The sound of someone boarding the boat was followed by the sound of the boatman being thrown into the river. The footsteps were approaching, and Ivan could even feel the murderous aura behind him.
He still didn't look back, just kept blowing, the tone was already a little sad.
Just when he was about to feel the wind blade of the blade across his ears, a man appeared in the river, and the moment he came out of the water:
The bells rang out, screeching to the ears.
The man's clothes were sticking to his body because he was soaked all over his body. His eyebrows and eyes were thick. Water droplets fell from the bridge of his straight nose along the beautiful lips to his chin. A sharp blade blocked the red knife that was slashing towards Ivan.
"Don't blow it, it's messing up my heart."
Who else could it be if it wasn't An He?
Ivan opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and a misty mist was attached to his eyelashes and eyes because of the tension.
The moment the flute stopped, the silver bell on Anta's waist also stopped vibrating immediately.
At that time, An He was inquiring with the gold and silver dealers he was familiar with for clues about the migrants from the south, and he was chatting and laughing with others with a protective face when suddenly the silver bell around his waist jumped.
Anta thought that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't care and continued the topic. After all, he had never seen Ivan play his precious silver flute for so many days.
It didn't take long for the bell to jump three times in a row, and Anta immediately felt that something was wrong. This bell had no spring, and could only be made to ring by mana.
Something must have happened to Ivan.
Once this thought appeared in his mind, Anta found that he couldn't calm down at all, and his palms kept sweating.
I want to send out my spiritual knowledge, but it seems like something is blocking it. Is it too far away?
The more I walked along the way, the more urgent the bell became, the jingle was maddening, and it was as mournful as a reminder.
It will be too late to delay.
Anta quickly moved to a lake. He really hadn't used this technique for a long time, and he didn't know where he would go.
I sank to the bottom of the lake, felt the vibration of the bell, and recalled the taste of Ivan in my mind, probably...a faint orange blossom.
"Light Baptist, the water is also my shape. Follow the flow, and pass in a blink of an eye!"
Just as Anta was about to break out of the water, he saw Ed boarding the boat from behind holding a long-handled red knife and approaching Ivan.
In an instant, he squeezed a water blade and jumped up, blocking the knife.
Ed obviously did not expect that someone would suddenly come out to block the knife, and was shocked by the blade wind and took two steps back.
He loosened his hand a little, and clenched the handle of the knife again, a numbness sensed from his palm to his forearm.
This man is not simple.
Anta rolled over and jumped onto the boat to block Ivan from behind. He glanced at Ed, and there were indeed a group of unfriendly attendants.
"There is a tree in front of you, borrow a branch to wait for me on the shore."
Ivan nodded, Ed is not a good stubble, he and Anta have not run in well, it may be a disservice here.
"Then be careful."
Anta smiled:
"Don't worry, I won't let you play such a beautiful tune for nothing."
Seeing that Ivan was about to run, Ed immediately wanted to stop him, but the water blade smashed by Anta cut a distance between them, and Ivan quickly went ashore and hid in the crowd.
"Are you still chasing? I don't see that other girls don't like you?"
Ann said to Ed with a smile.
Ed looked Anta up and down.
"You are the one who rescued Amber that day? I thought it was my little sister who was attracted to me, but it turned out to be a half-hearted libertine. If I didn't investigate you, I couldn't believe it, you and that The little girl disguised as a man is like a brother all day long, and the taste is heavy enough."
"It's just fun, you will never understand it in your life. There is such a cute little girl by my side every day. As long as she is happy, she will do whatever she wants."
Anta followed Eddard's style and held the sword upside down, looking terribly evil, and said disdainfully:
"It is said that the eldest prince of King Yeluo's Chidao never leaves his body and is a trainee. Coincidentally, I also use a sword, and I haven't compared it before. I would like to know whether it's your Chidao or my water blade. profit."
"You are also called a knife?"
Ed laughed wildly.
"My red sword is a spirit-blooded sword. How red this sword is, there are so many orc spirits on it, so I don't want to do anything like that..."
Anta's movements were quick, and before Ed could finish speaking, he stepped forward. The water blade was with him, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it could be retracted freely. In the distance, only the two of them could be seen swaying on the crumbling shipboard.
"What happened ahead?"
an orc asked.
"I don't know, it seems that someone is fighting knives."
The fight is usually unwatched
(End of this chapter)
When Eddard's man next to Amber reported to him, he was being scolded by Drius for stammering in front of the clan elders.
The brows that were originally frowning because of irritability, when they heard the whispers of the spies, gradually stretched out, and the corners of the mouth twitched into a sinister smile.
"It's much easier to do."
Ivan seems to be in a good mood recently. Anta invited him to be a guest at his house that day. In fact, it was not Anhi's house, but Della and Teyi's home.
Ivan and Della get along very well. Both of them have a lot of research on baking. Although the methods are different, they are both equally delicious.
Occasionally, I also exchange some ideas about dessert recipes.
There are also cute tweets, which are carved out of the same mold as Teyi, even cuter than what Ruosi described.
Ruosi has been very busy recently, and Nuoke has been her sparring partner. Ruosi's spells and illusions have improved a lot. It can be seen that she is preparing for something very hard.
Every day Ivan hadn't helped her to deal with the abrasions on her body, she was often rubbing the medicine, and Ruosi fell into a deep sleep.
So whenever I learn how to control water with Anta, Ivan often brings some delicious food that I made at Della's house to Ruosi, and Della also specially instructs me to bring sugar cakes, it won't be crispy when it's cold .
Ivan sometimes really envy Ruosi, there are always people thinking about her and caring about her.
On this day, Ivan bought snow skins in the bakery alone and wanted to make some cakes.
On the way back, I always felt that someone was following me behind me, and I couldn't help but shudder.
I'm too complacent. I've gone a little far today. I'm not very familiar with the environment near Della's house. Recently, the limelight has been tight. If she is discovered by extreme people, it will be a big problem.
It's okay to say one or two people, but if there are a group of people, she really doesn't have an advantage.
Ivan carried the cloth bag with the ice skin on his back, turned it behind him, took out the silver flute pinned to his waist, and blew it on his lips as he walked.
In front of it is the city of Hierro. Although Anta had just taught him how to teleport a few days ago, he couldn't use shapeshifting in this boundary.
The crowd behind him gradually increased, and it seemed that he was consciously forcing Ivan into the city of Hiero. He couldn't turn back and could only continue to walk forward.
As he walked, he played the flute. At first, he chanted softly like a whisper, then melodiously and melodiously, and then he blew faster and faster, like a mad sword cutting leaves.
Entering the city, the number of orcs gradually increased, and Ivan quickly got on a bridge and came to the other side of the river.
She clearly felt the sound of footsteps chasing behind her on the bridge.
The busy city was full of people, and few people cared that he was playing the flute. Occasionally, the music of other hawkers covered him, but Ivan kept playing.
Turning around, dexterously jumping onto a boat, at the moment of changing the tone, he freed up a hand and threw the money bag to the boatman. Rolled from his forehead, thinking:
not coming yet?It's too far away from me, and I'm about to be caught up, so I won't be able to hold on any longer.
The sound of someone boarding the boat was followed by the sound of the boatman being thrown into the river. The footsteps were approaching, and Ivan could even feel the murderous aura behind him.
He still didn't look back, just kept blowing, the tone was already a little sad.
Just when he was about to feel the wind blade of the blade across his ears, a man appeared in the river, and the moment he came out of the water:
The bells rang out, screeching to the ears.
The man's clothes were sticking to his body because he was soaked all over his body. His eyebrows and eyes were thick. Water droplets fell from the bridge of his straight nose along the beautiful lips to his chin. A sharp blade blocked the red knife that was slashing towards Ivan.
"Don't blow it, it's messing up my heart."
Who else could it be if it wasn't An He?
Ivan opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and a misty mist was attached to his eyelashes and eyes because of the tension.
The moment the flute stopped, the silver bell on Anta's waist also stopped vibrating immediately.
At that time, An He was inquiring with the gold and silver dealers he was familiar with for clues about the migrants from the south, and he was chatting and laughing with others with a protective face when suddenly the silver bell around his waist jumped.
Anta thought that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't care and continued the topic. After all, he had never seen Ivan play his precious silver flute for so many days.
It didn't take long for the bell to jump three times in a row, and Anta immediately felt that something was wrong. This bell had no spring, and could only be made to ring by mana.
Something must have happened to Ivan.
Once this thought appeared in his mind, Anta found that he couldn't calm down at all, and his palms kept sweating.
I want to send out my spiritual knowledge, but it seems like something is blocking it. Is it too far away?
The more I walked along the way, the more urgent the bell became, the jingle was maddening, and it was as mournful as a reminder.
It will be too late to delay.
Anta quickly moved to a lake. He really hadn't used this technique for a long time, and he didn't know where he would go.
I sank to the bottom of the lake, felt the vibration of the bell, and recalled the taste of Ivan in my mind, probably...a faint orange blossom.
"Light Baptist, the water is also my shape. Follow the flow, and pass in a blink of an eye!"
Just as Anta was about to break out of the water, he saw Ed boarding the boat from behind holding a long-handled red knife and approaching Ivan.
In an instant, he squeezed a water blade and jumped up, blocking the knife.
Ed obviously did not expect that someone would suddenly come out to block the knife, and was shocked by the blade wind and took two steps back.
He loosened his hand a little, and clenched the handle of the knife again, a numbness sensed from his palm to his forearm.
This man is not simple.
Anta rolled over and jumped onto the boat to block Ivan from behind. He glanced at Ed, and there were indeed a group of unfriendly attendants.
"There is a tree in front of you, borrow a branch to wait for me on the shore."
Ivan nodded, Ed is not a good stubble, he and Anta have not run in well, it may be a disservice here.
"Then be careful."
Anta smiled:
"Don't worry, I won't let you play such a beautiful tune for nothing."
Seeing that Ivan was about to run, Ed immediately wanted to stop him, but the water blade smashed by Anta cut a distance between them, and Ivan quickly went ashore and hid in the crowd.
"Are you still chasing? I don't see that other girls don't like you?"
Ann said to Ed with a smile.
Ed looked Anta up and down.
"You are the one who rescued Amber that day? I thought it was my little sister who was attracted to me, but it turned out to be a half-hearted libertine. If I didn't investigate you, I couldn't believe it, you and that The little girl disguised as a man is like a brother all day long, and the taste is heavy enough."
"It's just fun, you will never understand it in your life. There is such a cute little girl by my side every day. As long as she is happy, she will do whatever she wants."
Anta followed Eddard's style and held the sword upside down, looking terribly evil, and said disdainfully:
"It is said that the eldest prince of King Yeluo's Chidao never leaves his body and is a trainee. Coincidentally, I also use a sword, and I haven't compared it before. I would like to know whether it's your Chidao or my water blade. profit."
"You are also called a knife?"
Ed laughed wildly.
"My red sword is a spirit-blooded sword. How red this sword is, there are so many orc spirits on it, so I don't want to do anything like that..."
Anta's movements were quick, and before Ed could finish speaking, he stepped forward. The water blade was with him, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it could be retracted freely. In the distance, only the two of them could be seen swaying on the crumbling shipboard.
"What happened ahead?"
an orc asked.
"I don't know, it seems that someone is fighting knives."
The fight is usually unwatched
(End of this chapter)
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