Chapter 226 Emperor x Cultist 47
When Qianzhou looked again, the princes were no longer there.
He stood up and rushed back quickly. When he returned to the bathroom, Honglian was gone.
Qian Zhou grabbed a servant and asked, "Where is Hong Lian?"
The servant kept staring at his cat ears, and Qianzhou said angrily:
"Look, look, what are you looking at! Haven't you seen a cat before? Come on!"
"He, he went to the back..."
Qian Zhou asked fiercely again: "Which one is behind?!"
"Over there on the ring... outside the wall, it's very, very flat..."
Qian Zhou turned around and ran. The distance between the two sides was not close, and he was almost out of breath from running.
He looked at the small gate in the wall in front of him, vaguely heard the sound of fighting, and rushed out without thinking.
Honglian's face was covered in blood, and she was being pressed to the ground by the two princes, with half of her face buried in the snow.
The prince who was holding him down gasped and cursed, "Damn Honglian... Dare to hit me? I'll kill you."
Qian Zhou suddenly became angry, "Hey! You guys!"
"Huh?" The four of them turned around immediately, frowning and asking, "Who are you? What does this have to do with you?"
Honglian moved her eyes with difficulty, and the words that came out of her mouth were fragmented.
"You...you...why are you back..."
The crossbow was loaded and pointed at Honglian's head, and the prince shrugged.
It doesn’t matter:
"Oh, no matter who you are, Honglian can't leave in one piece."
Qianzhou clenched his fists and looked at the wound on Honglian's back, which was obviously caused by a sword.
"He's only a little boy and you're already bullying him!"
The princes looked at each other in bewilderment. "What nonsense are you talking about!"
At this moment, Honglian suddenly broke free and knocked over the two princes who were pressing her.
He grabbed one of them by the collar, pushed him to the ground, and punched him in the face.
The force was so strong that you could hear the sound of bones dislocating, and the prince fainted the next second.
Qianzhou looked at this scene. In comparison, Honglian was the tallest.
"Quick! Pin him down!"
The remaining two rushed forward together, and the one on the ground climbed up and hugged Honglian's legs.
He took out a dagger and cut Honglian's leg again.
Qianzhou warned:
"You dare to bully him again?! I'll kill you all!"
Qianzhou rushed forward, grabbed a man's neck, and tore him off Honglian.
The prince glared at him.
"Damn you, you untouchable! How dare you lay hands on this prince!"
He formed a dark red magic circle in his hand, "I'll burn your face to pieces!!"
Bang——!
Qian Zhou raised his hand and slapped him, then turned around and asked, "Hong Lian, how are you?!"
Honglian's eyes were covered by the blood flowing from his forehead. He breathed rapidly and said in a hoarse voice:
"fine......"
Why come back, why rush up.
Everyone is afraid of offending the nobles, so why doesn't he care at all?
Isn't he afraid of retaliation?
Few people stand on their side.
Qianzhou saw Honglian looking at him, and suddenly noticed a cold light flashing behind him.
The prince aimed the crossbow in his hand at Honglian, less than half a meter away, and Qianzhou's heart almost stopped.
Everyone's movements seemed to be slowed down dozens of times, and Qianzhou's light blue eyes glowed slightly.
At the moment the crossbow arrow was ejected, a thick ice shield condensed from behind Honglian.
The inky ancient ice blocked the crossbow arrow. Cold sweat flowed down Qianzhou's cheeks, and his consciousness was still in a trance.
Honglian had already turned around, snatched the man's crossbow and removed his arm.
"ah--!!"
Qianzhou came to his senses, grabbed Honglian's arm and pulled him behind him.
He completely forgot the momentum of Honglian knocking someone out with one punch just now.
"Don't be afraid."
Honglian looked at Qianzhou's back and found that Qianzhou's shoulders were shaking slightly.
What is he afraid of? Is he afraid of something happening to him?
Is there really such a person in the world who cares so much about himself...
"I think I believe you a little bit..."
All those who were still standing fled, and no one wanted to care about the remaining unconscious Qian Zhou.
He turned around and pressed Honglian's shoulders, "Are you seriously injured?"
When things quieted down, Qian Zhou discovered that Hong Lian's forehead was covered in blood.
Qianzhou tore open his sleeves and wiped off the blood bit by bit. He pouted and looked like he was about to cry.
"It's not serious." Honglian said, his eyes always on Qianzhou.
He held Qianzhou's wrist and asked, "Are you really me..."
Qian Zhou said firmly: "Yes!"
The tips of Honglian's ears turned red, "Well... okay."
Qian Zhou pushed Hong Lian's hair aside, and seeing the wound below caused by the sharp weapon, he said viciously:
"Do they often bully you like this?"
When mentioning them, Honglian showed no expression, "No, they wouldn't dare."
"Luckily I encountered him this time, huh..." Qian Zhou's legs went weak.
He sat in the snow and said, "That was a close call just now."
"Thank you." Honglian said.
Qian Zhou waved his hand and said, "I'll take a break. I'm going to look for Pus later."
"Bishop Platinum?" Honglian frowned. "Why are you looking for him?"
Qian Zhou said tiredly, "Ask him to help me find You Yinte."
"You Yinte never gets involved in anything. If you ask him for help, it will probably be fruitless." Honglian said seriously as he sat next to Qianzhou.
In the distance was a lush bush, its branches covered with thick white snowflakes, and a gentle breeze blew past.
Qian Zhou finally felt a little bit of reality, and now he was in the past.
Honglian brushed aside the snow on the ground and moved a little closer to Qianzhou. "What trouble are you in? Can you tell me?"
Qian Zhou looked into his eyes for half a minute and said:
"What if I want to take the Holy Fire Core?"
Honglian opened his mouth, "...It's difficult. This matter is not up to me."
Qian Zhou smiled, “If you have the final say, are you really willing to give it to me?”
Honglian looked at her palm, which was placed over her heart, and said, "I don't really care about this kind of thing."
A familiar tone.
Qianzhou discovered that Honglian sometimes really didn't take the rules seriously. He was so upright and so unbridled.
At least if Honglian were allowed to make a choice, Qianzhou believed that Honglian would definitely stand behind him.
"The Sacred Flame Core is very important, very important."
Qian Zhou emphasized, "It's especially important."
He poked Honglian between the eyebrows and said, "Don't lose it, otherwise I will be very tired."
Honglian didn't understand, but nodded, "I understand."
Qianzhou leaned on his shoulder, felt the wind, closed his eyes, and found a moment of peace in this worldly vanity.
[System 052: Take a good rest]
Qianzhou: Hmm...
After saying goodbye to Honglian temporarily, Qianzhou took more than an hour to reach the church.
Pus glanced at the students in front of him and said sarcastically, "Is it only this far?"
He sensed someone behind him and ignored it.
Qianzhou poked Pus's shoulder and took off the golden bell he had been wearing around his neck.
"teacher."
When Pus heard the voice, he paused, turned around, and was stunned.
"Are you... Chifune?"
Pus frowned with a complicated expression and blinked quickly.
"How did you grow so big..."
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