Although according to the previous discussions with Satomi Rentaro and Aihara Enju, she can already retreat, but in the current situation, if she retreats, these gastritis will definitely catch up and destroy Satomi Rentaro and Aihara Enju. The battle between Zhizi Yingyin.

Moreover, Mr. General Jian also—

She felt the sharp tingling and itching from her abdomen and arms, and her belief in her heart became stronger.She tried her best to resist the pain when her feet were injected with gastritis body fluid, changed the ammunition, and then killed the jackal-like gastritis that just bit her and was turning around at this moment.

However, the situation didn't improve, and several nearby Gastrea came over again, encircling Qianshou Xia Shi in the middle.

At least, until Mr. Satomi and Ms. Enju come back here——

Natsushi Senju pulled the bolt of the shotgun, and two smoking shells popped out.

Just as the Gastreas were rushing over intently, there was a sudden sizzling sound like electric current rushing in the sky.

Lightning strike?

Qianju Natsuko raised his head suspiciously, but found a scene that seemed to be in a dream.

A huge, mighty chariot, pulled by two vigorous bulls, actually used lightning as a road in the sky, and rushed towards her quickly, without any intention of slowing down.

Qianshou Natsushi opened her mouth wide, and then reacted, she hurriedly drove her small body to the side.

Boom!

This ancient chariot actually made an elegant movement when it touched the ground. The rapid braking of the two bulls directly caused the chariot to rotate out of their origin.The result of this action is that the two huge blades on the edge of the chariot, which are as sharp as a sickle, sliced ​​through the surrounding gastroenterum extremely quickly, and the high-temperature thunder light on them , turning their body parts into ashes, which can no longer be regenerated.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the chariot gradually stopped, and the dancing lights on it gradually subsided. Then, Qianshou Xiashi heard a lazy and rather helpless voice from above.

"Actually, you don't have to hide. I won't hit you. You have to trust my driving skills."

A breeze stirred up the smoke and dust, revealing a man and two women sitting on the chariot looking at her, and a loli with horns who should be the cursed son looked at her together, and then Qianju Natsushi felt an invisible wave The powerful force suddenly lifted her body, and lifted her towards the chariot.

Qianju Natsushi kicked his legs in mid-air somewhat helplessly, and gave up struggling when he found it was useless.The extremely high IQ brought her not only the ability to think, but also the habit of calmly dealing with the situation. After this little loli knew that she was not the opponent's opponent, she gave up struggling and stared with Dracula. look at each other.

Dracula scanned the little girl's wounds up and down. She already had many bite wounds and penetrating wounds on her abdomen, which were all caused by gastrula. Those bodily fluids rich in gastroenterovirus should have been removed These wounds had invaded her body, and if left alone, Qianshou Natsuyo would very likely turn into a gastritis right here.

"Be patient, it might hurt a little."

Dracula snapped his fingers, and the world holding Qianshou Natsuki immediately stretched out its other hand, clenched into a fist, and quickly hit the wounds on Qianshou Natsushi's body.

Natsushi Qianshou, who was caught in the air, felt a pain similar to being beaten, and then felt that the wounds on his body had healed miraculously, and even the damaged clothes returned to their original state.

pat.

Dracula drove the world to throw her between himself and Joan of Arc, then looked down at her and asked:

"Little guy, let me ask you, why do you want to stay here alone, you want to die, right?"

"no."

Qianshou Natsushi retorted, and then asked:

"Who are you? What is the purpose of saving me? The abilities and technologies you possess are all beyond my comprehension. At least, I never knew that there were such technologies or abilities in this world. "

"Who, you probably won't believe me if I tell you."

Dracula pointed to the backrest, poked his head out from beside him to look at the face of the little girl's Joan of Arc, and said to Qianju Natsushi:

"Saint Joan of Arc, have you heard of it?"

"Oh, you tease me."

After Chishou Natsushi groaned, he said expressionlessly:

"Sir, don't lie to me. My IQ is [-], and I have read a lot of books."

"Look, you don't even believe it."

Dracula patted the expressionless little loli, who was secretly wary of him, and continued to ask her:

"So let's discuss why you tricked Satomi Rentaro and the others to leave. Just watched your battle, even if you can survive until they come back, you probably won't survive... What are you thinking?"

"...No, I just think that in order to defeat Zhizi Yingyin, it is necessary for me to hold back the Gastrea that might hinder the battle."

After Qianshou Natsushi was silent for a while, he replied.

"That's not a question you should consider, but a question that the gang of elders hiding in the headquarters should consider."

Dracula flicked Qianju Natsushi's forehead, and looked directly into her pupils, as if peeping into her heart.

"Do you think that after the death of that giant swordsman, you have no one to rely on, so you might as well just die?"

"Mr. General Prison will not die..."

Qianshou Natsushi still had no expression on her face, but her hands had already clenched the corners of her skirt, and her retort was a little weak.Seeing her reaction, Dracula couldn't help being a little surprised. It seems that the rough giant swordsman has a good status in this little guy's mind. Should I say that there are no bad guys who like to use giant swords?

Judging by the reaction of this little guy, it is estimated that he will cry next, but Dracula still has to go on, ruthlessly piercing her fantasy.

"Little guy, do you really think that giant swordsman can survive the attack of the masked man and his daughter?"

"..."

Qianshou Natsushi was silent, and suddenly began to cry, her crying was also very distinctive, there was no sound from her mouth, but she just sat there silently, weeping.

Seeing this scene, Joan of Arc glanced at Dracula with some complaints, and even Black Joan glanced at him, and then the saint reached out and hugged the little loli to the back seat, and began to comfort her.

"Well, anyway, you go with us first."

As Dracula spoke, he pulled the reins and started the chariot.

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