Chapitre 20: Chapter 20 Despicable! I Almost Lost My Life
The forest in the distance was deep and quiet. He looked at the path below his feet.
At the end of the path covered by the trees, it was like a giant beast with a big dark mouth, devouring all the people who wanted to approach it.
"By the way, there is one more thing that I haven't done yet."
Allen suddenly thought of something and stopped.
In his room, the body of the old man Malcolm was still lying quietly.
He had always felt guilty towards this old man. Now that he was about to leave, he couldn't leave his body behind.
Thinking of this, Allen turned around and found uncle Kenan, who was leaning against a tree trunk and drinking.
At this time, he undoubtedly came to the scene.
Allen walked up to him and sighed, and his voice became heavy "Uncle Kenan, I need your help."
Uncle Kenan lowered his head and stuffed his wine pot into it. Then he skillfully hung it around his waist and said lightly, "Go ahead."
"I want to ask Uncle Kenan to send the body of the old man Malcolm in my room back to his hometown."
Then, Allen told uncle Kenan the last place that Malcolm hoped to go back, which was the hometown he missed every day.
Uncle Kenan nodded and answered without asking, "Okay, I'll send him back for you."
"Thank you." Seeing that uncle Kenan didn't ask anything, Allen showed a trace of gratitude in his eyes.
After telling the most important thing, Allen knew that it was time for him to leave. When he turned around, the sadness in Allen's eyes faded away, but then showed incomparably calm and cool.
I'll continue to challenge.
Allen heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards the depths of the jungle with firm steps.
"When Allen comes over later, we must hit him on the head and let him know the price of being against us."
At this time, in the depths of the forest, a pair of dark eyes was coldly looking at the way they came, and his tone was full of killing intent.
And this was undoubtedly Brander, the disappointing son of castellan.
Next to him was Jett, who also had a gloomy face.
In Jett's hand, a bow and crossbow were about to be launched. The water arrow was sharp and cold, shining with cold light and sharp enough to easily cut through the air.
"I will definitely teach him a lesson,"
Jett nodded and narrowed his eyes, like a leopard looking for food in the jungle.
Bloodthirsty and cold.
Since you didn't agree with me, you should accept your death!
If you don't go to the door of heaven, you will have to go to hell now.
Brander clenched his fists and made some cracking sounds.
On the way, Allen had sped up. He guessed that the group of people had gone deep. It was obvious that Allen also wanted to speed up.
Next to the leaves were blown by the wind issued a burst of rustled sound.
But Allen didn't have any doubt, because in this jungle, it was inevitable for snakes, insects, rats, ants and some small beasts to jump up and down.
"Ah!"
Just then, in the woods not far away from Allen, a shrill scream resounded through the sky.
In an instant, a large number of birds were startled.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the forest.
At this time, accompanied by the chaotic movement, a water arrow suddenly broke through the air and flew straight in the direction of Allen.
"Puff!"
Allen didn't have time to dodge. He felt a pain in his waist and a long arrow was inserted into it. Then the pain became more and more piercing, and the arrow was full of blood.
"This stinky cat!" Jett, who had been bitten, dropped the arrow in his right hand and grabbed Winnie's neck. He threw her to the ground.
"Did you hit it?" Brander, was not in the mood to pay attention to the stinky cat. Instead, he looked longingly at Allen, who was on the road, and subconsciously squinted his eyes, hoping to see more clearly.
"It should have been shot. If it weren't for that stinky cat..." Jett said coldly.
He looked back at his left arm. The clothes on it had already been cut by the stinky cat's teeth, and blood oozed out, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
Obviously, at the critical moment, Winnie showed up.
And it was when Jett was about to shoot the arrow that the arrow tilted slightly.
Otherwise, there would be a hole in Allen's chest instead of his waist.
Jett had always been confident in his arrow skill, but now that he had lost the perfect opportunity to attack, it was obviously too late to replenish his arrow.
"Who is it?"
There was a loud shout from Allen's mouth, and his eyes widened in shock. The piercing pain from his waist made him more furious.
He didn't know that there were frosty drugs he had not sold on his waist.
The moment the water arrow pierced into the flesh, the frosty drug was also pierced in an instant.
The frosty drug spilled over in an instant. At this time, it seemed that Allen's blood slowly infiltrated into Allen's flesh and blood.
The coldness instantly dispelled most of the pain and instantly froze Allen's waist.
With the spreading of the drug, the texture of the ice and frost also expanded gradually.
Gradually, it spread to the upper part of his body.
At this moment, Brander, who had been paying attention to Allen, suddenly was shocked. "What's that?"
Looking at the frosty Allen, he felt a little scared.
Was that the power of mage?
Brander's heart was beating fast, and at this time, he was more and more eager to retreat.
"Is that magic?" Jett's eyes widened in disbelief.
"It's you!" Allen looked through the woods and saw two of them and Winnie who was thrown aside.
"Retreat!"
Brander said in a low voice when he saw the furious look on Allen's face and the traces like magic.
The two of them quickly ran into the distance.
They knew that if Allen could do magic and they wanted to kill him before, they would have to face Allen's crazy revenge.
The best thing to do now was to quit.
Allen quietly watched the two escape. At this time, he felt relieved.
Only he knew what the frost was.
But now he was shot by the water arrow and has already no combat effectiveness, although not fatal, if the two want to fight, Allen must be doomed.
"Are you okay?"
Allen asked in a low voice, looking at Winnie who was walking towards him. His tone was full of gratitude.
He knew that if it weren't for Winnie, he would have been dead.
Winnie shook her head and wiped the mud on her face. "I'm fine."
"Well, that's good." Allen nodded and forced a smile.
Then Allen began to find a place to sit down and clean the wound on his waist.
Swoosh.
Allen heaved a sigh of relief. Beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.
"By the way, isn't Jett fighting in Egleson? Why does he hang out with Brander every day?" Allen stood up and murmured. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. Logically speaking, Jett shouldn't be here.
Unable to figure it out, Allen decided not to think about it. He stood up and said to Winnie, "Come with me."
"Okay." Winnie nodded as she played with the leaves, her face as proud as ever.
Along the way, the two became companions.
"There are a lot of medicinal materials here. Isn't... Isn't this orchid? There are so many herbs here!"
Allen, who was watching as he was walking, suddenly stopped and squatted down to pick up a nameless grass on the ground. He sniffed it and then his eyes lit up with admiration.
After that, he began to collect a large number of herbs. He did not forget to make herbs while collecting and gave them to Winnie without reservation how to make them.
"Winnie, look, this is the fire spiritual herb. It's the most effective way to treat ice damage. The proportion is..."
Allen held another herb in his hand and told her the story. And Winnie listened carefully and didn't seem to be distracted at all.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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