In a flash, one person and one tiger disappeared into the night, really coming and going in a hurry.

The battle didn't last long, and the injured man in black was no match for Andre the dwarf.

After a scream, the man in black left one hand and the giant sword and fled in embarrassment.

The dwarf leader Andre did not continue to pursue him. The most important thing at the moment was to protect the safety of His Highness.

Andre looked at the arm that had been shot with a shotgun and was covered in blood and bones, and the palm was almost smashed, and couldn't help but shudder.

"His Highness's weapons are really powerful. What about Your Highness?"

Turning around, I saw Vlad's figure there.

No one knew whether Vlad ran away now or was quietly hiding in that corner waiting for the battle to end.

When Andre put the extraordinary giant sword into the space ring and turned his head, Vlad had already appeared on the road in the distance, and there was a faint sound of complaints.

"Mo Hu, Mo Hu, at least you have the guts of a tiger. I didn't expect you to be so timid. When you see an enemy, you want to run away. It's not good for a tiger like you, it's very bad..."

The dwarf patriarch Andre showed a strange expression. This prince is both wise and bold. Well... he is not bad at escaping. The most important thing is that he seems a bit thick-skinned.

But for some reason, in the eyes of the dwarf patriarch Andre, Vlad, who gradually walked out of the darkness, bathed in the bloody moonlight, and sat on Mo Hu from beginning to end, gradually began to grow taller.
Chapter completed!