Chapter 3: Unfair woman

At night, I glanced at the machete in my hand. I thought about changing it into a long wooden stick. It was the one used to hang the soup pot. It was blackened by the fire.
Gently rubbed the girl's shoulder, saw her eyelids fretting but did not open, the night three more weight.
"Stop and stop! Will you not pity the jade? I am a girl!"
The girl in the green dress saw the angle of the night to change her belly, and her face turned into a hurry and shouted.
"And, why don't you loosen me? Are you a man like this?"
Nodding nodded at night, then picked up the Goblin pile of weapons and turned away.
Green Skirt Women:......
Seeing the night three is not like a fake, but actually wants to abandon her, the woman is anxious.
"Hey! Come back! Where are you going?!"
"Come back home."
The night is not going back to the ground.
Come back home?
Leave her?
A person?
When the woman's face changed, she would break her mouth, but she didn't know what was thought of, and her tone softened.
"Handsome, handsome, I am wrong, can you trouble me to help me loose, I... I want to... pee."
Seeing the night three, she turned back and twisted her thighs. She also bite her lip with shame, and even the little face rushed up and sighed.
"Oh, then I will avoid it."
"Back to you... what are you going to do to let me down? Ask for money? Or someone?"
The woman's face changed and the teeth bite.
"I want money."
In the night, he held a bow and arrow spear, and his back was filled with an arrow.
"Call! Earlier, money is not a problem, you will loosen it first."
"Not loose."
Hey!
"I! You!"
The green skirt of the woman's eyelids turned over and the air was dizzy.
On the night of the night, he silently disarmed his body. When he took off his quiver, he almost hung the rag around his waist. He looked around and stared at the girl's skirt, then picked it up. A pair of bows and arrows caught the arrow and aimed at the woman's eyebrows.
"I shot three times, three, two..."
"One."
Awkwardly, a beast arrow came out of the string and slammed into the wooden stake on the woman's head.
"I! You really shoot!"
The girl opened her eyes in horror and saw the expression of the undead.
On the night of the night, he looked at the bow in his hand suspiciously, and then took an arrow.
This time, he did not aim at the eyebrows, but moved down forty centimeters.
"Dead stream stinks! What do you want!"
On the night of the night, I picked up one more eye, and my mouth was faint:
"Life."
Then, the right finger is released and the bow is shot again.
This time, he did not shoot.
I saw that the beast and the arrow slammed toward the woman's eyebrows, only the next moment was a fragrant loss.
But only to hear the collapse, the green skirt woman actually broke the rope by hand, and then the palms were interlaced and shot, and even the arrow was shot into three pieces, the right hand was a homeopathic, the arrow would be broken. Pinched at the fingertips, the body shape rushed toward the night.
Looking at her speed, it is like a singular cat. On the night of the third day, there is no doubt that if she is close to her, her neck will have a blood hole in less than half a second.
Then he made a snap.
A thin old man suddenly appeared from behind him, screaming at the woman.
The woman's face changed, she wanted to avoid the old man, but she accidentally stepped on a goblin's arm, sighed and slammed her into the sky. When she returned to God, the night had already used a long one. The spear pressed against her neck.
"How did you see me?" The woman gnawed her teeth.
The night shrugged his shoulders.
"Guess."
In fact, when he saw the woman's face, she noticed something was wrong.
Her face was very clean, there was no tears, and there was no trace of struggle on the rope.
This proves that she has either been in a coma or is...
Installed.
The former has been seen by him, then it can only be the latter.
This woman,
It is very likely that there is confidence and ability to solve all Goblin.
At night, I don’t feel that I have the capital to play with others.
The woman pointed to the old man who suddenly appeared: "Who is he?"
The pseudo-imprint is pretending to have two effects. The passive is to cover up the undead atmosphere. The active use can change the appearance of the undead creatures. The night has just started the active disguise of the undead imprint. This old man is now in front of the woman’s eyes. A friendly old grandfather.
But even if the woman had just died under the old man, he could subdue her while she was entangled.
This servant can help him gain time with his body and life.
I remembered that when the old man pounced on her, his eyes were not blind, and the woman suddenly felt a little scared.
Old people who are not killed, who is not afraid?
"Oh, he?"
At night, I took a shot of the shoulders of the old bones.
"Housekeeper."
The green skirt woman looked at the night and the fruit and the rushing can not be much of a line, and then look at the old man who is also only surrounded by a rag, the blue veins on the head jumped.
Is this world so eloquent?
"You just said that you want money?" The woman opened her mouth.
Noon nodded at night 3. EbookFREE.me~ He took a look at the building function and the cost was a bit big.
"Let's do it, you do me a favor, how about I give you a lot of money?"
At night, I saw a woman's eyes: "What do you mean to help you solve the behind-the-scenes mastermind of kidnapping you?"
"You, how do you know?" The woman widened her eyes.
She was deliberately tied to this stupid Goblin, but I just want to wait for the person who paid the bounty to take the lead.
But how does this man know in front of him, is it...
The woman’s eyes were sharp, but at night she pointed her finger at the woman’s throat and shook her head.
"Don't think too much, I am a homeless passerby."
"Right, did the guys say when they traded?" Night three glanced at the body of Goblin next to him.
The woman frowned, but still said: "Before the dawn."
Before dawn?
The night three made a better calculation.
He now has 10 souls, even if he dismissed the old man, until the dawn he still has a little soul to maintain the disguise, and the old bones that have been dispelled are not easy to save the glory and kill.
He doesn't think that a fragile cockroach can have any good luck and find a stupid and timid one.
If it is not dissolved, he will need 12 souls to ensure that he is not discovered by the Church of St. Silver. Anyway, he must have 1 soul.
or……
At night, I glanced at the woman’s white neck, as long as it was tied...
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" The woman saw that his eyes were wrong and nervous.
The night three sighed.
"I was thinking, time might be enough..."