Demon Sword God

"Satoqi..." Mu Lin didn't know how to express the emotion in his heart to Satoqi.

"Go, kid. Say hello to Prophet Eero for me." After Sartoch patted Mu Lin on the shoulder, he rushed out suddenly, and the powerful fighting spirit immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Taking advantage of the gap when everyone was focusing on Sartoqi, Mu Lin took Qingqing and sneaked through the woods on one side.

Soon, the agreed destination appeared in the line of sight of the two of them. In the center of the open grass, the familiar old figure was already sitting there.However, at this time, the Prophet Erro actually put on a strange black robe.

300 meters...200 meters...100 meters...close!

50 meters...closer again.

20 meters... almost there.

Ten meters... Prophet Erro is in sight...

"Hey, that kid, your friend, is in my hands." A calm voice suddenly sounded not far behind Mu Lin.

Mu Lin's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Turning around suddenly, he only saw Master Paka pinching Satorchi's neck on a high boulder and lifting him up.Sartoqi was covered in wounds and had become a blood man.

"Sartoqi!" Mu Lin was dumbfounded for a moment, what's going on.

"It's ridiculous. I thought it was such a strong opponent. It turned out to be a third-level rookie bluffing. I accidentally hit it a little harder. Tsk tsk, I thought it was so tough." Paka raised his other hand, clapped Patting Satoqi on the chest, Satoqi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Sartoch!"

"Don't... leave me alone... go to the old woman."

"What a joke."

"If I told you to leave me alone, then leave me alone, I'm not dead yet! Cough cough..." Satoqi coughed up another puddle of blood.Seeing this, Master Paka frowned, and slammed his fist on Satorchi's chest.

what--

ka ka ka-

There were several cracking sounds of bones in the air.Mu Lin gritted his teeth and stared firmly into Master Paka's eyes.

"Come over here alone, and I'll give you a chance to count to three, otherwise..." Master Paka looked at Mu Lin proudly, drew out the scimitar from his waist, and stuck the blade to Satorche's neck.

Feeling the pain of Sartoqi, Mu Lin turned around and took a step.

"Brother—" Qingqing suddenly grabbed Mu Lin's arm.

Mu Lin looked back at Qingqing, at the prophet who was meditating with his eyes closed, and at Sartoqi whose face was covered in blood.Then, Mu Lin gently placed his hand on Qingqing's face, and brushed Qingqing's messy hair aside.

"Sorry……"

"elder brother……"

"Someone has to take on something..." Mu Lin laughed at himself. He originally thought that everything would end, and that he had the ability to solve the predicament in front of him, but... in the end, he still had to face the one he didn't want to face. Reality.

"Brother..." Tears flowed down Qingqing's cheeks silently.

Mu Lin put down his hands, turned around and knelt down to Prophet Arrow.Kowtowing three times in a row, Mu Lin raised his head and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"I'm sorry, mother-in-law, I don't think I can repay the money I owe you. Although this is very rude, I still want to owe you more. I know you are capable of saving Qingqing, so I beg you, beg you Help me protect Qingqing, although... I really want to become stronger, I really want to study with you, to recover my fighting spirit, but..." Mu Lin turned to look at Satorqi, who had a dull expression.