Who would have thought that Jiang Chenchuan would actually escape the control of the witch, and the sharp blade penetrated her abdomen. It was really terrifying, and she could not relax her vigilance for a moment during the battle.
"You will not win."
Jiang Chenchuan had a cold face and stabbed the knife into his hand, but compared to the witch, his injury was not that important.
"Sure enough, I should kill you."
The witch raised her head slightly, revealing her face that had been covered by a hood. Jiang Chenchuan was stunned for a moment when he saw her appearance clearly. After a brief pause, the witch pushed him away and took a few steps back.
"You, your face..."
This was beyond his expectation. The witch hurriedly pulled down her hood. Obviously, the injury to her abdomen was not as important as her face.
"Damn man!"
An angry voice came out of her throat. She never thought that she would lose to Jiang Chenchuan on this day. She had always had the upper hand and advantage, and she could not figure out which step she made wrong.
This was destined to be an extraordinary night. The hallucinatory scene gradually faded before his eyes. The so-called disadvantage was reversed in an instant. An accident that even the witch could not count happened to Jiang Chenchuan.
The witch slowly raised her hand, her bright red fingertips glowing with a faint purple light, writing something in the air. There was an unbearable sting from the wound, and with the words she whispered, something seemed to be changing.
Gotta stop her!
Jiang Chenchuan's actions were faster than his thoughts. To be honest, his instinctive reaction was the fastest. Looking at the witch's slightly decisive movements, he always felt that something was not good.
During the period of hostility against the witch, I always felt that there were countless secrets hidden behind her. The nightmare-like oppression and the curse that followed always made people doubt whether they could go against her.
Human power will always seem extremely small at this moment. Every step forward is closer to success, but that face also seems to hide an untellable story.
"No one can escape..."
That was the witch's whisper. Jiang Chenchuan waved the staff and sword in his hand and attacked almost without hesitation, but he was still a step too slow.
His sword fell, but at that moment, it was swung empty. The witch's figure disappeared in front of his eyes. The surrounding scene was rapidly disintegrating and seemed to be constantly being recast.
A strange feeling came to his heart. Jiang Chenchuan did something. He raised his hand but put it down again. His unwavering expression showed a trace of doubt. He looked around, and it didn't belong to Polnia. Architecture and style.
"This is...where..."
Is it a transfer or a new fantasy?
No one could answer Jiang Chenchuan's questions. He could only look at this completely unfamiliar place, alert to possible sudden attacks.
"You humble..."
A helpless exclamation came from around the corner, where there seemed to be some kind of fight.
Anyone else?
Jiang Chenchuan was worried that the witch's power would involve other innocent people, so he hurried to check.
The sun swayed out from the dark clouds, and the originally gray sky suddenly became extremely clear. Jiang Chenchuan walked out of the shadows and saw a girl being pushed to the ground, with some large and small scars all over her body.
The person who hurt her had already left without knowing where he was going. The girl huddled in the corner, crying silently, twitching her shoulders from time to time.
"Are you OK?"
Jiang Chenchuan stepped forward, knelt down, and asked in a tone as gentle as possible. Even so, he still held the sword in his hand tightly and did not let down his guard.
He has not forgotten the scene where he was fighting with the witch just a second ago.
The girl heard the noise and raised her head from her knees. She had a stunningly beautiful face. There were several bruises on her snow-white skin, and there were even unhealed scars at the corners of her eyes. Those pitiful eyes , one can’t help but feel pity.
"You...who are you?"
The girl seemed a little scared of the stranger who suddenly appeared in front of her. She couldn't help but shrink back, but with the wall behind her, she couldn't retreat anywhere.
"My name is...Evel, what's yours?"
"Dorotea."
The girl replied weakly.
"Are you... here to rescue me?"
Before Jiang Chenchuan could say anything, the girl took the lead and asked.
"Yes, I'm here to save you, come with me."
Although the girl in front of him is still under suspicion, judging from the current situation, she does not seem to pose much of a threat.
She stretched out her hand timidly and landed on the back of Jiang Chenchuan's hand.
The sky is as blue as the ocean, and the clouds are dotted with snow-white. The leaves blown by the wind fly over the dilapidated walls, passing by the huge fountain stone statue in the center of the city, and just fall on the clear water, reflecting the Green silhouette.
It was an unbelievable scene. It was like traveling through time again. It was a completely different city from Polnia, with completely new clothes and customs, and looks that were similar but different from the people of Polnia.
Human beings always seem to have strong adaptability to the environment, whether it is harsh or comfortable, they will give everything they have to survive.
The slightly warm wind blew on the girl's face and stirred her messy hair. She lowered her head and followed Jiang Chenchuan without saying a word.
An unfriendly gaze stared at her, looking at it from a distance, exuding a frightening aura. Dorothea could not help but tremble all over, as if she felt something.
Jiang Chenchuan was still walking, looking at the unfamiliar streets with not many pedestrians, thinking whether he had died in the duel with the witch, and then traveled through it again.
The people in front of me seemed to be real, and seemed to exist so vividly.
Suddenly, the girl's exclamation came from behind him again. He turned around and saw a man grabbing Dorothea's hair and lifting her up.
"Are you trying to escape?"
The man's face was full of ferocity. He grabbed Dorothea's head and walked back the way she came. The girl tried to struggle, but her strength was naturally no match for that of an adult man.
In the constant struggle for mercy and pain, he was dragged away.
"help me."
Dorothea looked at Jiang Chenchuan, her eyes shining brightly, as if that was her only hope.
Want to save her?
Could it be a trap?
It's not that Jiang Chenchuan has never thought about these problems, but the more cruel reality is before his eyes, and Jiang Chenchuan cannot ignore the man's atrocities.
"etc."
Jiang Chenchuan turned around and stopped the man. Several passers-by stopped to watch the excitement.
"Who are you? Don't block the road and get out of the way!"
The man looked at Jiang Chenchuan who suddenly appeared and said impatiently.
Jiang Chenchuan was not afraid at all:
"Let her go."
