Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

As I said before, he is a loyal person. Since the monster in front of him might be harmful to the Holy One, he decided to kill it before and never miss it.

But just as the bullock cart was about to reach them, it stopped suddenly.

It was less than ten meters away from the eyes of several people.

The details of this bullock cart were clearly seen by several people.

Most of it is the same as what Inumaro and Tadahira Fujiwara said, but there is only one difference.

On the rut of the bullock cart that does not press the ground, a bunch of women's hair is tied.

This hair is wet, and blood-colored water droplets are still dripping along the road, as if it has just been soaked in blood.

At the same time, the disgusting smell from the hair poured into the noses of several people --- like a corpse that had been dead for a few days, exuding a rotten smell.

"Who is hiding in that tree?"

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from the car.

"Discovered?"

Boya was startled suddenly, and just about to jump up, the long knife was unsheathed.

Qingming suddenly followed behind him, grabbed his wrist, and covered his mouth and nose with his palm.

"Not talking about us."

"Do it~!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from a tree not far away.

Two warriors in armor jumped up, their long knives shining coldly under the moonlight.

With the snow chain of the long knife, the aura vacated.

"Mommy, Mommy, coax~!"

There was another Sanskrit singing, and a large golden handprint appeared out of thin air, covering the mid-air of the bullock cart, and pressed down with a whistling sound of wind.

"Go~!"

With a crisp sound, a bit of cold light with a burning white flame flashed across the night sky like lightning.

Suddenly shot into the curtain of the bullock cart.

"Wow~woof~~!"

Seeing these things coming, the samurai and the maid yelled like vicious dogs.

In an instant, his face and skin changed into that of a big dog.

The figure grows taller and bigger.

One by one, they went up to the warriors.

"Destroy generals."

Yu Zhongming had seen this kind of warrior before.

"The handwriting is not small."

Qingming was also a little surprised: "This lineup can wipe out some lord-level monster settlements that don't have big monsters in charge."

Seeing the two Annihilation generals dragging the bodyguard of the woman in the bullock cart, a trembling figure came out of the woods.

This man was dressed in official uniform, holding a folding fan, his complexion was as sallow as if he had indulged too much.

"Fujiwara Tadapei~!" Boya recognized the person, "What is he doing here?"

An annihilating military general holding a torch escorted Fujiwara Tadahira and came to the bullock cart.

"Oh, beauty, beauty."

Fujiwara Tadahira's two calves kept shaking, but he still walked towards the bullock cart unswervingly.

While walking, he muttered: "My everything, my beauty. Let me see you, let me love you, let me..."

Suddenly, a huge blue-black hand protruded from the curtain of the bullock cart.

This huge palm held Fujiwara Tadahira in the palm of his hand in an instant.

At this time, the General Mie Mie who was beside him reacted, with a long knife like a chain, sweeping across the huge ghost hand holding Tadahira Fujinaka.

Boom~!There was the sound of breaking glass.

Yu Zhongming looked intently, only to see that the blue palm was still holding Fujiwara Tadapei.

On the contrary, it was the annihilating general, whose long knife shattered, and flew upside down with a cry of pain, breaking several big trees.

That Fujiwara Tadahira was held by the blue ghost's hand, but he was not nervous at all, instead he kept muttering in his mouth.

"Beauty, my beauty, I will see you again..."

Seeing that the big blue hand was about to pull Fujiwara Tadahira into the bullock cart.

Qingming suddenly shouted: "It's time, Boya."

Hearing the reminder from his friend, Yuan Boya's aura suddenly rose sharply, and clusters of pure sword energy kept surging on the scabbard.