In the Rat Village late at night, there is a forest of torches and bright light.
Hundreds of people in the village couldn't sleep. Although everyone had worked hard for a day, they were all mobilized to clean up the battlefield outside the village.
Because the chaos in the Black Forest is finally over.
Zhou Qingfeng hung his arms around his neck and stood in front of a tall human skeleton, silent.
The skeleton was left behind by the old Xius. Under the light of the torch, you can see its empty eye sockets, remaining armor, and scattered personal belongings.
When he first arrived in the Black Forest, Zhou Qingfeng knew about such a character from various rumors. It was it that betrayed Todd, it was it that took refuge in the evil god, it was it that worked for the goblins, and it was it that was finally chosen by Ben to fight Zhou Qingfeng.
he.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand this person.
"How are you injured?" Among the busy crowd, Inisha came over. She looked at Zhou Qingfeng's hands hanging around his neck, and then carefully inspected the charcoal-like injuries on the young man's shoulders.
While fighting with Old Xius, Zhou Qingfeng's hands were dislocated. He didn't feel it at first, but later he found that he couldn't move his hands.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the 'Allied Army', and everyone had the ability to set bones. The old dwarf came over, pinched him twice, and hung his arms around his neck.
"My hand is fine, but my shoulder hurts a lot." Zhou Qingfeng looked depressed when he spoke.
The Black Ank's gun brushed against Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, not only destroying his mud monster leather armor, but also charring a layer of his skin. The charred flesh seemed to be burned by fire. The dwarf witch doctor gave him
He took some medicine, but there was no improvement.
"You were hit by a weapon given by the evil god, and the herbs are ineffective."
Inisa opened the bandage on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder and cleaned off all the rotten herbs that the old dwarf had applied. She also removed the charred skin, which made Zhou Qingfeng break out in cold sweat on his forehead, and he was in pain.
"Be patient." Inisha glanced at the wound, "The evil god's breath has invaded your body, and you need to find a high-level priest. Unless you surrender to Ben, you will be accompanied by pain for the rest of your life."
Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said: "How can there be any high-level priests in this damn place?"
Inisa took a closer look at Zhou Qingfeng's face. The young man was in very bad spirits and was also suffering from high fever. But it was he who led this desperate battle in the Black Forest and eliminated a catastrophic disaster.
"Victor, are you willing to owe me a favor?" The mature woman looked into the boy's eyes.
Um......?
Zhou Qingfeng looked at Inisa strangely.
This woman is like a pearl wandering in the mortal world, very unique. The young man has been helped by her many times, and he has been able to save the day. For example, during the battle during the day, Zhou Qingfeng almost died under the sword of the undead assassin, but she suddenly came over and killed him.
opponent.
It's just that Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand what a woman meant?
Inisa shook her head again and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, let's see what happens to Old Hughes today. If the humans in the Black Forest are really controlled by the Benn Church, everyone will lose their freedom. Your efforts have saved everyone's fate.
In fact, I owe you a favor."
As she spoke, Inisa took out a small sealed bottle from her pocket.
After uncorking the bottle, a faint aroma floated out, and it smelled like...'Tears of a Lover'.
"Why did you take out the perfume?"
"Fool, this is not perfume."
"What is it?"
Inisha tipped the bottle with a smile, and a drop of dew-like water fell on the wound on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder. The water drop smelled elegant, but when it reached the wound, it was like falling on a hot oil pan, crackling and exploding.
Blossoming blood flowers.
The skin of the shoulder has long been charred, revealing the blood-red muscles underneath. At this moment, the muscles are twitching like spasms, and the black energy hidden in them emerges and becomes entangled.
When he opened the wound, Zhou Qingfeng was sweating in pain. Now he was screaming in pain, collapsed, and even rolled on the spot. In order to prevent his wound from tearing, Inisha had to lean over and hold him down, trying her best to prevent his wound from tearing.
Comfort him and don't let him move.
After feeling the pain for a while, Zhou Qingfeng asked in a tearful voice, "What is this?"
"Holy water from the Temple of Life. I mixed it with the 'Tears of Lovers'. In the past ten years, I have relied on it to eliminate evil and resist chaos in the black forest."
Inisa wiped the cold sweat from Zhou Qingfeng's forehead and said, "Be patient, it will help you get rid of the influence of the evil god."
After the pain passed, Zhou Qingfeng did feel that his shoulders were no longer burning and uncomfortable, his body felt much more comfortable, and his spirit became uplifted. But Inisa shook her head and said, 'The removal was not complete', and dripped the holy water from the small bottle on the pain.
on his shoulders.
The feeling of suffering in the oil pan reappeared, even more intense than before. Zhou Qingfeng was completely unable to control the pain and kept struggling on the ground, screaming in agony.
In order to hold Zhou Qingfeng down, Inisha had to ride on his waist.
Zhou Qingfeng struggled desperately in pain and turned around. The woman could only comfort him not to move, while forcibly suppressing him to prevent the wound from getting worse. After struggling like this for a while, by the time the wound on the shoulder was treated, both of them were sweating profusely and tired.
It doesn't work.
Zhou Qingfeng lay on the ground panting, feeling weak all over. The pain just now made him shed tears.
Inisa finished the treatment and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She looked at the completely empty bottle in her hand and sighed slightly, "You have a rest for a while. When you have the strength, get up and move around. Remember to re-bandage the wound. I'll go.
I'm busy, I'll see you later."
The woman straightened her messy clothes, got up and left.
Zhou Qingfeng lay down for a while and found that there were many people watching the fun around him. Even his horse came over and looked at him curiously - it was obviously a skeletal war horse with a monster head.
It's really an overabundance of curiosity.
"Master, are you done?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I didn't expect that the master would be ridden one day."
"Ji Ying, you owe Bian, right? Give you a chance to reorganize your words."
"Master, the way you acted just now was like being a virgin for the first time. It was so painful that tears flowed out. However, you said it felt so good after doing it several times."
"Damn horse, shut up!"
"I didn't expect that Master actually likes to be ridden by women. Tsk, tsk, tsk..., this hobby is really wonderful!"
"You dead horse, I have to kill you!"
Uncle Zhou jumped up from the ground and ran in a circle for a kilometer after the skeletal horse. The 'Swift Shadow' ran so quickly that the young man almost lost all strength and returned to his original position.
Several villagers were dismantling the bones of old Xius. The armor on it seemed to be still usable, and a few silver coins were found among the remaining fragments.
The old dwarf Borg was sighing at the skeleton. Zhou Qingfeng walked over and asked angrily: "What are you sighing for?"
"Old Xius is actually not a bad person."
"Don't talk nonsense. I hate the garbage plots where every time the bad guy dies, he is found to have extenuating circumstances. The bad guy is the bad guy, just die happily, and those who survive will naturally be the good guys."
Zhou Qingfeng made a lot of nonsense.
The old dwarf still sighed and said: "Sius has always wanted to unify the entire Black Forest. He has been dreaming about this all his life. He has tried various methods, but in the end he failed. I am not saying good things about him, nor am I trying to defend him.
Just some..."
"This is probably fate." The old dwarf didn't say clearly in the end, just "something". He shook his head and left.
The alienated bones were dismantled with knives and axes and thrown into bonfires for burning.
Before dawn, the battlefield outside the village returned to normal. When the sky became gloomy again, the inside and outside of the village became quiet again. But everyone's mood became relaxed, the war was finally over, and everyone could have a good sleep.