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"Of course he will come back," Jiang Zhu looked at Lidia, seemingly not worried about Kleist, "Little girl, you lose."
When Lidya heard this, she thought she was bluffing, and couldn't help but sneer, "It's now, and you're still dreaming. It's really ridiculous."
Jiang Zhu ignored her and leaned against the window, quietly looking at the dark night outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
When Lidya saw this, she sneered, "Then we'll see."
She turned her head and glanced at the pendulum clock hanging on the wall. It was still one minute away from nine o'clock. No matter how talented Kleist was, there was no way he could catch up.
She glanced at Jiang Zhu with pity, and Shi Shiran returned to Prince Edward.
Jiang Zhu moved to the door, opened the door, and stared quietly at the path into the mountain. He didn't know whether he was anxious or frightened. He felt very complicated.
¡°What should she do if Kleist doesn¡¯t come back as promised? she asked herself.
Should you go out to find Kleist and bring him back, or after confirming his death, avenge him?
In fact, she was not as calm as she imagined, but instead felt inexplicably anxious.
She only knows that Kleist must not die.
To her, Kleist is - different.
Other missionaries also noticed that Kleist was not here. They were in groups of two or three, whispering, seeming to be gloating about his misfortune, and seeming to be speculating on how he died.
Jiang Zhu didn¡¯t listen to the messy words, nor did he want to hear them.
Time passed by second by second, and just before the knight arrived, a familiar figure finally appeared on the path.
Jiang Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly walked to the door and looked at the figure getting closer and closer. Her heart suddenly reached her throat. Hurry up. She kept praying in her heart, don't miss nine o'clock, no matter how soon it is. Come back to me quickly.
The man seemed to be aware of her anxiety, and his eyes fell on her through the gloomy night. His eyes were focused and serious, and he seemed to be silently comforting her.
Jiang Zhu¡¯s heart suddenly dropped to the ground.
Like a gust of wind, the man stood beside her in an instant.
Just as Jiang Zhu was about to speak, Kleist shook his body, tilted his head and leaned against her.
Jiang Zhu raised his hand to support him, only to find that he had many wounds on his body, some even hurting the bones. It seemed that they were scratched by wild animals.
Jiang Zhu averted his eyes and helped him sit down in front of the window. The next moment, the knight appeared in the room.
"We meet again." He wore a mask, glanced at the sixteen people in the room, and said unhurriedly, "Have you guessed who the princess is today?"
The voice was low and hoarse, extremely depressing.
When the missionaries heard this, they didn¡¯t dare to speak, as if they were afraid that if they said the wrong thing, they would be killed by the knight.
"It seems that there are none." The knight sighed in his throat and said endlessly, "This is the third time. You always let me down again and again. Who do you think I should execute this time?"
Through the mask, his eyes were like see-through light, looking at everyone present with a serious look.
Everyone held their breath and did not dare to say a word, fearing that the Cavaliers would choose them.
However, this time, the knight's purpose was very clear. In an instant, he locked the positions of Jiang Zhu and Kleist.
"This time, just-" He moved and appeared in front of Jiang Zhu, his hand grabbing Jiang Zhu's neck like a sharp sword, "It's just you, old man."
Jiang Zhu¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly took a step back, trying to avoid the knight¡¯s attack. The knight chuckled, seeming to laugh at her overestimation of her own abilities, exuding strong coercion, forcing Jiang Zhu to be unable to move.
He directly grabbed Jiang Zhu's neck and was about to twist it off when Jiang Zhu pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and slashed the knight's arm directly. Kleist, who was unconscious beside him, also woke up. With lightning speed, he punched Hit the knight in the stomach!
The knight was caught off guard and was injured. He let out a painful and suppressed cry from under the mask.
Kleist did not stop. The moment he retracted his hand, the next punch fell on the knight again.
Jiang Zhu cut off the artery in the knight's hand, and then black blood flowed out of the wound. This proved that the knight was not a living person. Jiang Zhu was shocked, but calmed down instantly.
The knight reacted quickly, stared at Jiang Zhu and Kleist, let out an angry roar, and then rushed towards Kleist, as if he did not expect that someone would take the initiative to hurt him.
Unforgivable! Unforgivable!
Kleist stood up and fought with the knight regardless of his injuries.
Jiang Zhu pursed his lips, stood up with the dagger, took the opportunity to walk behind the knight, and stabbed him hard in the back. The knight suddenly screamed, as if he had discovered his weakness, and a strong black mist emitted from his body.
Kleist punched his mask, and with a click, the mask shattered, and the knight's true face was about to appear in front of everyone.
At this moment, the figure of the knight dispersed and suddenly disappeared into the house.
The trial ended that night, and he did not kill anyone.
The others looked at Jiang Zhu and Kleist in stunned silence. They did not expect that there was an operation to knock down the knight. If so, they can learn from it next time.
Jiang Zhu helped Kleist up on the ground. This time he did not faint. His eyes were so bright that he seemed to be telling everyone that even if he was injured, not everyone could bully him.
Prince Edward glanced at Lydia expressionlessly, turned around and left without saying a word. Lydia felt a little panicked and hurriedly chased after her, "Your Excellency, things are not what you think. Please listen to my explanation. I can definitely do it next time.¡±
Prince Edward suddenly stopped and glanced at her coldly, "What can you do? I'm telling you clearly now that my team no longer needs you, you're useless!" After that, he didn't look back. leave.
"No!" Lydia was extremely frightened and followed closely. "This is just a small mistake. Please give me another chance. Next time, I will definitely be able to do it next time."
Prince Edward didn't even look at her.
Lydia was left where she was, staring blankly at the back of her sweetheart, feeling extremely sad. She turned her head and looked at Jiang Zhu's window, her face full of gloom. It was those two people. If it weren't for them, Edward would not have left her. , these are all bitches!
She clenched her fists, and blood came out of her palms.
¡°It can¡¯t be like this, she wants to get Edward¡¯s approval, she wants to join Edward, it can¡¯t end here.
Lidya gritted her teeth.
Back in the house, Kleist lost the last of his consciousness and fell to the ground. Jiang Zhu raised his hand to feel his breath and saw that although his breathing was weak, it was very steady. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and dragged him to the ground. on the bed.
After treating his injuries with cloth and water, Jiang Zhu found half a jar of spirits in the house, thinking that it must have been the residence of an old hunter before coming here.
Jiang Zhu disinfected Kleist with wine, bandaged the wound, fed him some water, and then sat aside to watch over him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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