[120. Holy Word]

Lissel shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "I didn't say it was my astrology. In fact, it's not difficult to do. As long as you know his character and his past, everything is so simple. I didn't predict his reaction. I just analyzed his reaction. In fact, so is the so-called astrology. We astrologers analyze and calculate the future through various clues.

"Astrology is so simple?" Haddock frowned and took another sip of wine. "If astrology is so simple, not everyone can become an astrologer."

"Ha, it's not easy to do. First of all, it requires a lot of calculations, such as time, geography, humanities, etc. These are a lot of data. This writing needs to be calculated. Think about how much data it will be. Ordinary people can't do this." Risseil smiled, went to Haddock and patted him on the shoulder. He said with emotion, "Don't you think it's strange that we have passed this time. Here our strength has been greatly reduced, but those people in the holy court seem to be fine?"

Hadrick's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a serious expression. "I've noticed it. I think that's why you used ecstasy to attack them. You don't want them to get that thing, do you?"

"Ha ha, you are the same. I think Hudson has won now, but I'm a little surprised which little guy you choose. Do you really think he can complete the task?" Lisercil shook his head, "I don't think he can escape their pursuit, but since you chose him, I'll wait and see."

"Ha ha, this is also a test for him. You know, our Chinese heritage is a little unique, so we must choose a good heir, otherwise no one can stop him in the future." Haddock took a sip of wine and coughed violently.

Lithir frowned and looked worried, "Are you all right? Is the injury relapsed again?

"Cough, it's okay. I've been used to it for a long time. I don't think there's anything more cruel than this. Anyway, I've picked it up for decades." Hadrick coughed violently and said with a painful expression.

"Well, why do you have to do this? Just because of a false reputation, the result is that both sides of the fight will be hurt. You have been hurt and tortured for decades. You have to drink a lot of spirits to relieve the pain, and you have become a complete alcoholic. And what about him? A generation of swordsman is actually disabled and can no longer dance swords, which is more uncomfortable than killing him! All this is for a false reputation. Lise xi er sighed and looked regretful.

"This is not only for false fame, but also for honor. The most important thing is survival!" Haddock's face was solemn and his eyes were firm.

Survival? Ha ha, but what you have done is exactly destruction. Lisior frowned and laughed.

"Cough, I don't want to argue with you about this. Let's think about what to do first. I'm more and more curious about the action of the Holy Court." Haddock coughed twice and took a sip of wine to make his body feel better.

A breeze flashed, and Hudson appeared in front of them and nodded gently, "Everything is going well. The boy has taken someone away. What should we do next?"

Lissel smiled and a light flashed in his eyes. "The only thing we can do now is to wait. Now that everything has been arranged, let's wait to watch the good play."

Ian pulled the woman who called herself Luvis and ran in the dense forest. His physical strength was about to reach its limit. The injury on his body was getting more and more in his eyes, and his chest was like a needle-like pain. Vigorous exercise made him breathless.

"What's wrong with you? It looks uncomfortable. Let's stop for a moment. Luvis said with a concerned face.

Ian shook his head and reluctantly squeezed out a smile. "No, I can still hold on. Let's get out of here quickly. The pursuers will soon catch up. The farther we escape, the safer we will be."

"Well, let me treat the injury on your body first. In your case, we will run far at all." Luvis opened her big eyes and asked with tears in her eyes.

Ian nodded after thinking for a while, "Okay, let's take a break first and I'll take care of the wound."

Ian let go of Luvis, sat down on a dead tree, reached out and to tear off his clothes. His chest was burnt black, and the flesh was still black, and a burning smell came towards him.

Looking at the wound on his chest, Ian frowned and his face was pale. The bean-sized sweat flowed down from his face. Ian gritted his teeth and took out the cold water blade, looked at the carrion on his chest, took a deep breath, and gently cut off the carrion with a knife. Sweat kept flowing down his face, and his lips turned white because of excessive clenching his teeth.

Watching Ian cut off the carrion on his body, Luvis closed her eyes and didn't dare to look again. A small face turned pale with fear and her body kept shaking. Ian completely cut off the carrion from his chest. His whole body was almost exhausted, and his face was pale and ugly. His whole body had been soaked with sweat. Looking at the trembling Luvis, Ian squeezed out an ugly smile, "Ha ha, you, don't be afraid, I'm fine, I just need to rest."

Luvis removed her little hand and looked at the bright red flesh on his chest. Her little face turned pale, and her voice trembled with a trace of crying and said, "Are you all right? Your appearance is so scary. You won't die, will you?"

Ian reluctantly smiled and comforted, "I'm fine. Just take a rest. Can you help me?"

Luvis nodded, with a pitiful face, and tears in his eyes were already wet. He walked to Ian and gently helped him up and sat down on a tree.

Looking at Luvis's miserable face, Ian comforted, "Don't worry, I'm really fine. Now cut off the carrion from my chest, and the wound will soon get better. You don't have to worry." Ian's voice is weak, his voice is dry, and even his voice is a little hoarse.

Luvis shed tears and looked distressed, "How can they do this? Haven't they always been in the name of kindness? Will it become like this?"

"Luvis, people will change, and there are always some people in the world who look harmless on the surface, but they are demonic in their bones. You should never be deceived by their appearance," Ian said a few words and coughed violently. "Cough, although I don't know you and the so-called holy court It doesn't matter, but I still advise you to stay away from them.

"No, they must not be from the Holy Court," Luvis shook her head and looked in pain. "They are not. The people of the Holy Court will not do such a thing."

"Ha ha, then you are wrong. Look at what they have done to me? Moreover, they must be from the Holy Court, you know that. Ian smiled sarcastically, "Those are the holy courts that have been flaunting justice. Don't deceive yourself anymore."

"Ah!!" Ian roared in pain and tore open his skirt. The bright red wound turned dark again. The blackness was lingering on the wound and constantly eroding around. Looking at the wound on his chest, Ian closed his eyes painfully and returned to when he was injured.

Ian stood in the middle with Luvis, surrounded by bright silver knights. First, an old man in a red robe stood in front of Ian, staring at Ian on the scene with indifferent eyes. "You'd better give her to us, so that will make you feel better."

"Hmm!" Ian sneered and looked sarcastically, "Since they are all dead, why should I give her to you? Besides, I don't think you can kill me. I'm still a little confident to escape. I just don't understand why you are interested in Luvis?

The old man in red-robed stared at Ian coldly, with a hoarse voice, but with an unforgettable magnetism. "You don't need to know this. You can never get what our holy court wants. You'd better give him to me obediently, or you will die in pain!"

"Hehe, isn't it? It depends on whether you have the strength and want her? Then you have to step over my body." Ian pulled Luvis tightly with his left hand, and the cold water blade of his right hand was always facing the old man in red robe, bending his legs to be ready to attack at any time.

The old man in red robe shook his head, "It seems that you really don't want to die happily, so I will let you die in pain and despair as you wish." The red-robed old man's expression was ferocious, and a trace of bloodthirsty and fierceness appeared in his eyes.

Ian raised his eyebrows, and his body rushed towards the old man in red robe like an arrow from the string. The cold water blade in his hand kept swinging and emitted a knife light. In an instant, thousands of knives shot out. As soon as Ian came up, he showed his desperate ability. The first wave of attacks were his strongest move 'thousand feathers'.

The old man in red robe slowly stretched out his arm and erected an invisible wall in front of him. 'Qianyu' hit him without any reaction. The old man in red robe sneered and disdained, "Is this your strength? It doesn't look good either. If you have this ability, I think she will have to go with us today.

While Ian's 'Qianyu' was released, his body retreated quickly, pulled Luvis up and turned around and ran away. The cold water blade in his hand suddenly attacked, and a burst of knife light was quickly cut out. The two followed, and the knife light rushed out of a gap in the encirclement, and Ian quickly escaped from it.

All this is very slow to say, but the time is very short, only a few seconds. After Ian rushed out of the encirclement, he immediately took Luvis away and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Ian's fleeing figure, the old man in red robe shouted angrily, "Ah!" With the disappearance of Ian's figure, the red-robed old man's eyes were full of anger, his hands were held on his chest, and he looked ferocious, "This is what you asked for!"

The cardinal read a word and made some unclear syllables. With the end of the last note, a black light came from him and flew to the direction of Ian's disappearance.