The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

I thought that the palace of the elves was heavily guarded, not to mention the assassin killer, even flies and mosquitoes, and no one could fly in, but I never expected that I was less than five steps from the gate of the palace and encountered the moonlight. The first assassination in the city.

The one who assassinated me was an elf girl, and she was very faceless.

During the brief encounter, I saw the appearance of the girl clearly. She was fourteen or fifteen years old. She was dressed in a green gauze dress with dozens of emerald green leaves. On her neck, there was a large pearl hanging on her feet. It is the size of an adult thumb cover.

Looking at the materials and tailoring of the clothing, as well as the fineness and fullness of the pearl, this fairy girl is definitely not the one who lacks money!

Therefore, the chance of being punished by someone is not too great. Then she will attack me for Mao? And a small face still has a full sense of warfare, looking at the expression, it is as bitter as I grabbed her lollipop.

I didn't carry a weapon, and her attack method was very disturbing. In distress, while trying to dodge the attack of the elf girl, she tried to ask for help from the lively guard who was two steps away.

The guard's expression was very flat, completely ignoring my cry for help, and even watching the process of'assassination and being assassinated' with great interest.

I almost lie in a big groove in my heart, and they are all open at the door of my house. Why are these two goods so calm?

Suddenly, an unpleasant thought condensed in my mind: Could it be that the six old witches inside deliberately did it, the purpose is to get rid of me, this ‘idle person waiting’?

But after another thought, it was not right. Although I am a human race, I asked myself that the humans and animals that were born are harmless. After I came to Moonlight City, except for a few white fish, I didn't seem to have done any harm to the world!

Could it be said that among the white fish I ate, there were six old witches' pets that were not allowed?

That's really beeping!

With a sense of collapse, I turned on the cranky mode, and suddenly, I heard someone shouting behind me: "Catch it!"

I turned my head subconsciously and saw a sheathed weapon that was **** wide and one arm long, shaped like a dagger, threw it at me.

I habitually stretched out my hand to catch it, and then realized that I didn't even bring out my handguard. The only place where my hands were somewhat protected was my bandaged left arm.

If there is any poison conspiracy on this thing, I must have been recruited at this moment.

Taking advantage of the momentum, glanced back, ah, it turned out to be her!

The person here is no one else, but the first female warrior of the Elves, Emily.

Emily has no expression on her face, and her voice is flat as water: "Draw your sword quickly, you will never use a weapon with a sheath to fight her?"

Listening to her saying this, I must know the girl who assassinated me. While using a knife to fend off the attack, I asked: "What the **** is going on? Do you know this crazy girl?"

"Knowing" Emily said lightly: "She is my apprentice."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"I didn't say who you provoked," Emily said: "I just said that she is my apprentice."

"Damn!" I couldn't help cursing an swear word: "Why do your apprentice attack me?"

"do not know."

"I'll go, no, your apprentice attacked me, you as a master said that you don't know!"

At this moment, I was crazy.

"Yes, I don't know" Emily said lightly: "In addition to teaching her fighting skills, I never interfere with her in anything else."

"Uh, what you master is really comfortable doing!" I was speechless, and I fended off several attacks in succession. I said to the elf girl who was breathing slightly in front of me: "Hey, I say you, the bear child will also take time to go crazy. Okay, you suddenly attacked me inexplicably like this, which troubles me a lot!"

"Huh!" The elf girl snorted coldly, and continued to attack me expressionlessly. Every move and every style of her had faintly shadowed Emily, but every move and every style was not bad. less.

If Emily attacked me like this, I might have been restrained by the second move, but she was not Emily.

At the same time as the sword was out of the sheath, I couldn't help but vomit: This Nima is too short! Are you sure this is not a toy snatched from which elf kid?

At the moment, the sword in my hand is less than half an arm in full play, and it is more than ten centimeters behind the scabbard!

Of course, these are not the key points. What worries me the most is that its blade is long. Yes, you read it right. It is pure and long. Not only are the blades and handles generally wide and narrow, Even the back and the blade of the blade are generally wide and narrow!

This kind of thing is not as good as the iron piece I bought before!

It's so good that the previous iron sheet still has the shape of a sword. This thing, this thing is basically an iron bar with the handle of the knife!

And this handle...

"Hey, Emily!" I was furious: "Why the handle of this thing you threw to me is active!"

"Oh" Emily said calmly: "It turned out to be active. No wonder I felt a little vibration when I picked it up. I thought it was an earthquake in Moonlight City."

"Please! Can your reflexes and brain holes be bigger!" I was speechless: "Would you like to be so pitted?"

While talking, the dagger of the elf girl has been handed up.

Her dagger is not long, but it is longer than the thing in my hand, and judging from the sharpness of the dagger when it stabbed in the wind, it must be a sharp weapon!

While avoiding the dagger sideways, the iron bar in my hand moved upwards, thinking about putting her dagger apart, but who would...

The moment the iron bar touched the dagger, the iron bar, which looked like a metal product, was so naked and broken!

Nima, if you don’t have such a player, although I ask myself that my strength is much better than this girl, I still have to have weapons. Even if I don’t give them, you can at least give me one The thing that holds her dagger, even a pair of chopsticks and a pair of underwear, as long as she can cut tofu in two pieces!

Seeing her dagger stabbed again, my heart was so cold: so tired, so tired.

On the eve of giving up the attack, I symbolically resisted her attack for the last time.

However, this time, I was surprised to find that the hilt of this iron bar could withstand the attack of the dagger's blade!

This discovery surprised me a lot. At the same time, the thick grooves made me blurt out: I'm going, the main body of this thing is not this...knife handle, right?

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