Chapter 153: The girl who has never been afraid of the dark
In the summer of Nuoxi 4408, the dark night enveloped Danfeng Boluo like splashing ink. Following the roar of thunder, huge raindrops fell from the sky.
Lightning flashed across the sky, tearing apart the dark sky and spreading out ferociously.
The sultry heat of this summer brought bursts of showers. Amidst the roaring thunder, Dan Fengboluo's children hid in their mother's arms. They looked fearfully at the dark sky through the glass of their home.
"Catherine Antoinette of the seventh family of the Floating Temple, the Antoinette family. Is this your last family property?"
In front of the majestic border castle, dozens of men in broken black cloaks stood in the rainy night. They were all like ghosts, their faces could not be seen clearly, and the rain hit their bodies and flowed down the black cloaks.
"Hey, hey, Gulayden, why do you ask her? Couldn't you just ask our Leon?" A sneer came from the broken cloak.
"047 Ellen Human, please do not expose the names of church members at will." A steady voice came, with a hoarse voice, like dry tree bark rubbing on the ground.
"Hey, I'm sorry, but Mr. Yanzero, look at our little girl, is she about to cry?"
047 let out a weird and obscene laugh, and he looked at the little girl standing in front of Antoinette Castle. In front of the nearly fifteen-meter-high giant city gate was a girl with honey-blonde hair as small as gravel.
Her body was covered with scars and mud. She fled from Danfeng Boluo to the border. She fell countless times on the meadows and mountains in the heavy rain, but she could always get up staggeringly. The evil ghosts behind her were enjoying the hunt.
process.
"She is such a beauty. She is only 5 years old and has such a figure. She is only 5 years old!"
047 licked his lips, and he unconsciously stretched out a hand. It was not something humans should have. The sharp nails were like wolf's claws!
"Ahem...Leon...Which one is Leon!"
A delicate but firm voice came, and the little girl used all her strength to grab the knight's sword that did not fit her body shape, and stood up with all her strength.
"Leon... come out! Do you dare to betray the family, but don't dare to stand up?" The girl gritted her teeth and stared at the surrounding damaged black cloaks, trying to find something.
"Leon, you bastard! Come out! If you are a man, stand up for me!"
The girl coughed heavily, and the people in black cloaks in front of her were whispering, their rustling voices filled with ridicule and ridicule.
The torrential rain is still rolling down this large grassland on the border. The Antoinette Castle on the cliff is so shaky, as if it will be torn apart by the black rainstorm in the blink of an eye.
"Why...Leon, tell me...stand up, Leon! You coward, you bastard!" The girl screamed with her last strength, but her delicate voice was drowned in the strong wind and rain in an instant.
"After all, she is just a five-year-old girl. If she is bullied, she should look for her father."
"What beautiful eyes, like the purple sunset on the horizon. There are also those honey-gold hair and snow-white skin. It's a pity that Antoinette was born."
"The hunting is over. The prey is making its final struggle. Hunters just need to enjoy the process."
"To be honest, I'm more curious about Leon's expression under the hood now... Hehehe."
After a while of whispering, the man at the front, Mr. Yanzero, coughed slightly, stretched out his palm, and the surroundings were silent for a moment.
"Miss Catherine Antoinette, you are the last pure-blood Antoinette and the last talker of the Antoinette family, right?"
A hoarse voice came, with a deep coldness.
"Yes." The girl took a few deep breaths. She was already starting to feel dizzy, and the coldness caused by excessive blood loss made her petite body tremble.
"The floating temple, the seventh family of the temple, the demon-hunting family Antoinette. In the past 140 years, 741 people in our church have been killed. Today, we will avenge them and get back what belongs to us.
blood debt!"
The hoarse voice spoke calmly, but the looming murderous intention could no longer be hidden.
"From today on, there will be no Antoinette in the world!" Mr. Yanzero took a deep breath, his voice rumbling in the heavy rain.
"Humans? You call them human beings?" Yan Zeluo had just finished speaking. His soft yet firm voice had a strange low mocking tone, which made the always calm man in black cloak twitch his eyes.
"What we are killing are monsters! The Antoinette family is a family of demon hunters! Do you deserve to call yourself human, or do you think you are still human?"
"Seeking death?" An angry growl came from the black cloak.
"And you, Leon! Do you still think you are a human being? No, you are just a beast now, just a mad dog!" The girl snorted coldly, coughed out a mouthful of bright red blood, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"She is still beating herself to death. She is such a strong girl that makes people cry." There was even a hint of anger in Yanzero's voice.
"But we won't kill you, but you don't have to be happy. When that day comes, you will regret what you said and regret that you didn't die on this day!"
A cold voice sounded in the girl's ears, and Mr. Yanzero appeared next to the girl like a ghost.
"The family sword made of jade of sanctions is really our natural enemy..." He passed his hand across the blade of the girl's knight's sword and smiled slightly.
The girl shivered slightly, not because of fear, but because the moment the man came close to her, the coldness of being drenched by the rain was amplified countless times.
It was like I had jumped into the winter ice sea, as if my blood was freezing.
"Cather, it's a very nice name. It's a kind of flower from Baddantin. It seems to be called Shiftena flower. It's deep purple and represents loneliness and despair."
Yanzero's gloved hand touched the girl's cheek and he whispered. If someone didn't know the situation clearly, they would think it was an old father caressing his daughter.
"The soul worshiper, you are actually the soul worshipper!" The girl said in a very soft voice as she could hardly find the strength.
"Yes, it turns out that among the demon hunters, people like me are called soul worshippers? But it is also a contract that can only be made by dedicating one's soul and selling one's body." Yanzero smiled.
"You are not afraid of the Jade of Sanctions." The girl said softly.
"Yes, yes, maybe it's because I don't have a body?" Yanzero smiled softly and pursed his lips.
"Then... where is the soul-destroying weapon?" The girl breathed deeply again. She could no longer feel the pain all over her body, replaced by fatigue and sleepiness.
"?!" Yanzero's face darkened and he retreated suddenly, but it was too late. The girl's petite body jumped nimbly, like a nimble deer.
In her hand was a silver knife, the handle of which was always pinned to her waist. It was given to her by a very important man a long time ago...but that man was already dead.
"My name is Cisse, Cèse Antoinette!" The girl gritted her teeth and let out her last cry.
She is too familiar with assassination at close range. At this time, as long as she turns around and strikes with her backhand, the soul-killing weapon will destroy the ghost disguised as a human in an instant!
"What the hell...how did she..." Yanzero turned around in horror, but found that the other party had completely blocked his escape route. In just one second, or even less than a second, he would be out of his mind!
"Don't...don't...don't!!" Yanzero yelled sharply.
The surrounding black cloaks also sensed something was wrong, but they were too late to help Yanzero, who was too close to Qise.
"This is your ending, and your ending!" At the last moment, Yanzero saw the girl's relieved and contemptuous look, and he shouted in horror, with only fear in his eyes.
"Yan Zeluo, you are too close. I remember I told you not to underestimate the enemy before I came here, right?"
The moment the cold and elegant male voice appeared, the silver knife was caught in the pale hand, and a long blood trail was drawn.
Yanzero's expression changed in an instant, and he smiled slyly, as if his evil plan had succeeded.
At that moment, the whole body of the girl in the air trembled, and her mind went blank. She didn't even have time to turn her body, and fell heavily to the stone ground in front of the city gate.
Yanzero's hoarse voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm: "Then, I'll leave it to you, Leon."