The Fairy Tale

The bottom of the wooden boat is very strong, but it is not as good as the thick and thick trees that dozens of people hugged when Reg was practicing chopping.

After chopping three times in a row, a huge hole appeared in the bottom of the wooden boat, and the sea water gushed into the bottom of the cabin.

Reg changed places again and repeated the same thing.

The few people left on the boat were horrified to find that the bottom of the boat was leaking violently, and the hull was slowly sinking. Their expressions changed drastically. Although they were holding sharp knives, they were helpless.

The red-haired woman sitting on the reef by the sea looked at the slowly sinking boat with deep shock in her eyes.

The red-haired woman was born in the Dou Qi sect, so she is naturally well-informed. From Reg's attack, she can almost estimate Reg's strength. Kill everyone?

Not only fierce enough, but also absolutely ruthless!

When Reg got out of the sea and appeared on the seashore again, there was no sign of the big ship on the sea, and even the small boat had already sunk into the depths of the sea.

This big ship seemed to have never appeared here before.

Reg was sitting on the reef by the sea, panting heavily. Fighting in the water was much more difficult than on land. Even though Reg was already a fighter, the fierce land battle and the long-term fight in the sea just now had a huge impact on his waist. The bleeding wound made Reg feel very tired.

When Reg was resting on the rock, the red-haired woman ran over, stared at Reg and said, "Thank you for saving me."

Reg glanced at the red-haired woman, and said lightly, "I'm not saving you, I just don't want to be killed by them."

The red-haired woman was stunned. She obviously didn't expect that Reg would say such a thing, she didn't know how to answer for a while, and stood beside Reg in a daze.

Reg didn't care about her, and rested on his own. After a while, Reg felt that his body recovered some strength, then stood up, came to the place where he was fighting just now, and dragged the bodies of the three people killed on land to By the sea, thrown into the sea.

After turning some of the sea sand on the ground to cover the blood on the ground, Reg put the giant sword on his shoulder and started to walk back. When passing by the red-haired woman, Reg stopped slightly, He said lightly: "You can walk to the left from the beach here, and you will see a village. You can go there for help."

Before the red-haired woman answered, she saw Reg walking forward with a huge sword in his hand, but the direction was to the right.

Looking to the left and then to Reg on the right, the red-haired woman gritted her teeth, stepped towards Reg, and shouted, "Don't leave me alone."

Reg frowned, turned his head, and looked at the red-haired woman running behind him: "I said, go to the front left from here, and you will see a village..."

"But... I don't know anyone here. You saved me, so of course I followed you. At least...you won't harm me."

Looking at Reg's impatient gaze, the red-haired woman crossed her arms and begged, "Don't worry, I don't have any other requests. I just think it's safer to follow you... I just want to change clothes and eat something thing."

"Just bring a letter to my father, and my father will come to pick me up, and I will repay you, what I just said... I said..."

A little blush appeared on the face of the red-haired woman, and she became a little hesitant. Just now, in a hurry, the red-haired woman first promised Reg a large amount of money in return, and then even promised "As long as you save me, I will marry you." The promise, now the crisis is over, thinking of this, I suddenly become very embarrassed.

Reg looked at the red-haired woman who was drenched and shivering, frowned again, and finally turned around and said, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to marry me...Come with me."

The red-haired woman blushed immediately, but when she heard the latter sentence, she felt a burst of joy in her heart, and quickly followed Reg in obedience.

Tall and straight, with well-proportioned muscles and clear lines, he is full of masculinity, and the wound on his waist adds a bit of color to the picture of the back.

Following Reg, looking at Reg's back, the red-haired woman felt a strange sense of security in her heart, as if following this man, she no longer had to be afraid of anything.

It's just a little too cold.

The red-haired woman muttered in her heart, her thoughts were mixed...

Naturally, Reg didn't know that the red-haired woman who was following behind was still free to look at his back at this time, and various miscellaneous thoughts would still appear in his mind.

I went back to the hut where I lived with Lambert, but Lambert was not there, so he probably went hunting. Since Lambert started teaching Reg to practice, Lambert has been doing the hunting at home, anyway, it is easy for him However, Reg devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.

The red-haired woman looked at the huts in front of her that could only be described as "shabby", and was full of curiosity about Reg for a while.

Living in such a poor environment, how can you be unmoved when faced with a reward of [-] gold coins?

After being forced to kill everyone and save yourself, can you act as if nothing happened?

Reg walked straight into the room, quickly changed his dry pants, took out another piece of his own clothes, walked out and threw it to the red-haired woman: "Go inside and change by yourself."

The clothes were old, with patches on them, and the cloth was a little white from the starch, but they were clean.

The red-haired woman didn't care about asking if there were any other women's clothes, she took the clothes to the inner room, took off all the wet clothes, put on clean clothes, and then walked out with the wet clothes in her arms.

Looking at the bamboo poles for drying clothes outside the courtyard gate, the red-haired woman ran outside by herself to dry the clothes, but the pink silk underwear was hanging on the bamboo poles, which made the red-haired woman feel a bit ashamed.

Reg didn't care about the red-haired woman who was drying the clothes. She sat in the yard topless, took out the trauma ointment he usually prepared, and prepared to apply medicine to the wound under his ribs, but the wound was under the ribs and on the back. Reg's backhand is very inconvenient.

The red-haired woman who came back to the yard after drying the clothes, saw Reg groping for the wound medicine with his hands behind his back, bit her lip, ran over and said in a low voice, "I'll apply it for you, I've applied it before."

Reg looked at the red-haired woman suspiciously. He obviously didn't think that this woman who looked like a famous lady had done such a thing, but he still handed her the ointment and cloth belt in his hand.

Looking at Reg's gaze, the red-haired woman lowered her head and explained, "When my father was injured, I applied it for him."

The red-haired woman's hands were very gentle, cleaning the wound very carefully, and suddenly she let out a soft exclamation.

"Hey, your wound... seems to have stopped bleeding and has healed a lot..."

Reg lowered his head in astonishment, and carefully looked at the wound under his ribs. Sure enough, the wound no longer oozes blood, and the wound has shrunk a lot.

How is this going?

Reg frowned suspiciously. My body was injured before, but there was no such strange phenomenon?

"It's a bit like casting a light magic healing technique, but at a slower speed..."

The red-haired woman took a closer look, raised her head and said in surprise: "It seems that it will heal soon, but I still apply ointment."

The red-haired woman dexterously applied ointment to Reg's wound, wrapped the wound with a wide strip of cloth, and finally tied a slipknot around her shoulder before stopping her hand in satisfaction.

Reg looked at the extremely well-wrapped wound, raised his head, and nodded at the red-haired woman, but didn't say much.

The red-haired woman rubbed her hands, glanced secretly at Reg, and suddenly raised her head and smiled slightly at Reg: "My name is Luvier Tees, what's your name?"

Lu Weier looked at Reg who was quite silent in front of her, quietly waiting for Reg's answer.

Reg looked at the huge sword in front of him, as if his mind was wandering, and he took a long time to look away, and replied in a low voice: "Reger Fa."

Lu Weier kept staring at Reg, and finally waited for his answer. As if she had won a big victory, she said happily: "Reg, whether you intended it or not, you saved me today..."

Reg suddenly turned his head, stared at Lu Weier and said, "You said you are the granddaughter of the suzerain of the Ziyue Sword Sect?"

Lu Weier looked curiously at Reg who asked the question once, and nodded happily: "Yes...don't you believe it?"

Reg shook his head, and immediately asked: "Then your grandfather must be a very powerful fighter, how powerful is he, and what level are the people in your Purple Moon Sword Sect?"

Lu Weier looked at Reg with fiery eyes, and was even more amazed in her heart. This young man who seemed to be indifferent to money and beautiful women, when he asked this question, his eyes were so fiery?

"My grandfather's strength is a third-level Dou Zun. As for the disciples in the Ziyue Sword Sect, the levels are uneven. There are high-level magic fighters and low-level fighters. The entire Ziyue Sword Sect has a total of about There are 200 people."

Dou Zun!

Reg's eyes suddenly became hot. Fighters, fighters, fighters, mad fighters, magic fighters, and fighters are already six ranks in the eleven ranks of fighters, and they are already considered super masters.

Seeing Lu Weier in front of him, Reg suddenly became a little puzzled: "Since your grandfather is a Dou Zun, why does it seem like you don't have any fighting spirit when I see you..."

Lu Weier sighed and said: "I am born with a problem with my meridians, I can't practice fighting qi, and I can't even practice magic..."

Reg was stunned for a moment, and the regret in his eyes flashed away. He was born with a problem with his meridians and could not cultivate Dou Qi. This may not be a big deal to ordinary people, but it is no different to those who were born in the family of fighters. in a great blow.

Lu Weier suddenly showed a smile and said: "But this is also good, I don't have to be busy practicing every day like my brothers and sisters, I have more time to read books, and I can do some things I like..."

Reg raised his head and looked into Lu Weier's eyes, with two points of surprise in his eyes, surprised that Lu Weier could look away.

But soon, Reg lowered his eyes again, looking at the ground in front of him, as if two ants were fighting on the ground.

Ps:

Hmm, stretch out your index finger and thumb, and rub it lightly, brothers and sisters, how about some red tickets?