He and It

The closed armor tightly wrapped the whole body of the pilgrim, and together with the lips, formed a watertight closed loop, as if the person who cast the armor insisted on completely confining it, not allowing a single ray of light to shine through it. of fur.

But there are still many nails used to fix the armor, and these should be the breakthrough points.

At this time, Yu Mengzhou only regretted that he did not bring any sharp objects such as iron shears to cut the armor piece by piece. The best way at the moment was to twist off the nails one by one and then tear them off. This is a prison of restraint.

However, what is connected to the studs is the flesh and blood of the pilgrim. The caster nails them one by one into the body of the demon horse. From then on, this sealed set of armor will accompany it throughout its life of war.

Every time Yu Mengzhou unscrewed a nail, he could hear the sound of blood being stirred and sticking together, mixed with the sound of metal friction. Every time a nail was pulled out, there was a deep bloody hole.

"That Demon Prince, he really, really hates you, doesn't he?" He whispered with difficulty, "I heard Falce say that he was made miserable by you because he didn't understand your abilities... "

"Hmm," Pilgrim made a breathy sound similar to laughter, and it shook its head, "Yeah, huh."

"Don't you regret it?" Yu Mengzhou smiled reluctantly, "I think so. No one will regret it if they can straighten that piece of shit out."

Nails fell one by one, and Yu Mengzhou's hands began to tremble slightly. At some point, Falce stood behind him and looked at him quietly.

Yu Mengzhou suddenly understood why Falce still had to put it at the back of the list for the pilgrim's ability. It was only today that he mentioned it to himself and told him that it was time.

——If there had not been the foreshadowing of many demon horses before, if he could not understand that "pain is the source of motivation", then when facing the wounds of pilgrimage, he would definitely succumb to the heartache of collapse, and his arms would also tremble and tremble. I can no longer pick up tools.

"Angra fears me the most and hates the pilgrimage the most." Falce said softly, "The day the pilgrimage came was the moment when he was closest to annihilation. He almost fell from the prince of the demon realm into the curtain of death with nothing."

Yu Mengzhou took a long breath and nodded briefly, apparently listening, and then continued to devote himself to the pilgrimage. The movement of twisting the special-shaped steel nails was almost mechanical.

"Then how did he escape?"

"I told you before that demons can be killed by concepts they don't understand." Falce said softly, "But in some particularly powerful and extremely ancient individuals, this law can further shrink the conditions and become More stringent.”

"——The great devil can only be killed by concepts he doesn't understand."

Falce looked at Pilgrimage, maybe thinking of its defeat, or maybe thinking of its long suffering time. The leader of the horse group lowered his head and said: "Angra caught me first, so he was very interested in the subsequent birth." All the magic horses have the attribute of restraint."

Yu Mengzhou nodded casually. He stopped talking, and Falce didn't say anything again. It wasn't until the two hundred and ninety-nine copper nails fell to the ground, forming a dense patchwork on the ground that he straightened up and began to remove the dark metal nails. Thick plate armor.

He tore off the covering on the tail and the armor on the four legs. As for the armor on the horse, Yu Mengzhou used every ounce of strength to forcefully break off the connection between the chest and abdomen, and then opened up a large piece of armor on the back. piece. Finally, remove the armor from the neck, forehead and cheeks one by one...

A wet demon horse, with its mane clinging to its body and soaked with sweat and blood, stood in front of Yu Mengzhou.

It has a strong and graceful figure. Without those messy attachments, the pilgrim's fur is very beautiful, as light and crimson as the sky.

"You..." Yu Mengzhou couldn't help but said, "You are really beautiful."

The author has something to say:

【I'm back! Yesterday I actually bought a new mop. After absorbing water, the friction was very strong. When I pushed it hard, I couldn't hold it firmly and it flew out... Fortunately, the tooth was fine, which was really a blessing among misfortunes. 】

Yu Mengzhou: *Looks very strong on the surface, but actually bursts into tears in my heart* I'm fine, haha! I just hate the Demon Prince so much that I want to hit him on the head with pliers, a hundred times, haha!

Demon Prince: *Sleeping happily on the bed, for some reason, suddenly felt a chill* Oh, someone is hating me again, very good, keep it up!

Or Yu Mengzhou: *Planning a revenge plan in his heart, determined to sneak into the prince's castle secretly and hit him on the head with pliers*

Falce: *Sleeping happily next to him, for some reason, suddenly felt a chill* Well, something bad is going to happen, anyway, I will watch my humans first...* Pretend to be unintentional, turn over, Suppress Yu Mengzhou*

Yu Mengzhou: *Plan failed, then passed out*

as well as:

Demon War Horse: *shows beautiful heart* Look! This is how we feel about you!

Yu Mengzhou: *Confused, but don’t say* Uh... Okay?

Falce: *Knocks every demon horse on the head without mercy* Okay, look, this is how I feel about you too.

Chapter 84 Dark Sky Reserve (19)

Pilgrim wanted to walk towards him, but it was still getting used to the feeling of taking off its heavy armor. When it raised its legs, it staggered forward, trying not to crush Yu Mengzhou into a pancake.

Falke hurriedly bit Yu Mengzhou's collar and dragged him back. Indeed, as Falke said, Junfeng quickly forgot the reason for his anger before and ran to watch the fun.

"Pilgrimage! You've cleaned yourself up!" Jun Feng shouted in surprise, "Then can you speak now?"

"Since you are so curious, why don't you help support your brother," Falce said calmly, "This is a good thing to be happy about."

Jun Feng cheerfully held up Pilgrim's body. After both horses stabilized, Yu Mengzhou stepped forward. He took off his gloves and ran his fingers through the soaked haze-colored mane. The wounds on Pilgrim's body had healed. , rubbed it again, and the palms were stained with scarlet color, which was either blood or sweat.

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