Chapter 45: The so-called love at first sight is a routine
This is a beginning that I never imagined and an ending that I never expected!
Just like when many people say they can't see their future, in fact they already know their future.
——Samira
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Through the gun pressed against his waist by the visitor, Aslan understood what she meant by "one shot."
This is the "real" Lai Yifa.
If necessary, this dangerous woman might actually give him a vicious kidney shot.
"It's not impossible to have a try, but shouldn't we choose a more stylish place?!"
Aslan tightened the reins in his hands, holding the dragon lizards to prevent them from getting too restless, and then looked back at the woman behind him who looked like a female leopard.
She was wearing thin black leather armor, with only some metal shields in key areas.
It's said to be armor, but the decoration on her body means a bit too much.
The thin armor and trousers only protected some important parts of her body, leaving large areas of skin exposed elsewhere. Her arms and lower abdomen with unknown tattoos were unabashedly exposed to the air. Her brown skin and eyebrows had very conspicuous features.
Rhema characteristics.
Compared to Aslan, she wears a little too little!
The unique brown skin of Shurima Sandmin makes her not particularly beautiful, but with her hairstyle, graceful and slender figure and her green eyes, she has a cat-like charm in her movements, making her look like a
A fierce and ruthless female leopard.
There is a different kind of appeal.
Aslan couldn't help but look into her eyes, and some of the images in his mind gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.
Samira seemed to notice Aslan's gaze, and then smiled slightly, "Of course, I also hope to leave a wonderful memory for myself."
While she was speaking, she glanced around. At this time, a lot of eyes had gathered on the street. The noise happening here also attracted the attention of the patrolling guards in the distance, and the rumble of footsteps came closer.
"I think we should find a place suitable for making beautiful memories. What do you think, handsome guy?"
Looking at the guards who had gathered because of the commotion, Samira turned her face sideways and winked at Aslan.
She felt that she should first use this guy's carriage to break out of the current predicament, and then drive to an uninhabited place to complete the task, which would also make it easier for her to escape.
If she shoots here now, her mission target dies, and there are no hostages in her hands, then she may not have a chance to leave!
"I think so!"
Aslan looked at Samira. He also hoped to leave the scene as quickly as possible. There were too many people on the street, and he couldn't do anything!
For now, he doesn't want to expose his strength yet.
More importantly, you can indeed create some "stimulating and pleasant" wonderful memories in a place where no one is around.
The two people's ideas surprisingly reached agreement at a certain point.
"Then, our date begins, little handsome boy."
Samira spoke softly in a provocative voice, then she put a gun against Aslan's waist with one hand, took the chain in his hand with the other hand, held it in her own hand, and then gave it a fierce blow
smoke.
The dragon lizard neighed, immediately shook its head and ran wildly.
It was already evening, and the night was falling. Aslan sat in the carriage "very obediently" and let Samira drive the carriage, and his attitude was very cooperative.
Not only did he let Samira tie herself to the guardrail of the carriage, but he also watched with a smile as she drove the carriage to complete various drifts and difficult maneuvers. He even applauded her when she shook off the pursuers behind her.
It seems that he has no consciousness of being a hostage at all.
It's strange. He was obviously kidnapped, but now I find that this kid enjoys this feeling.
Driving the carriage, Samira, who felt as free as the wind, gradually lost her sense of accomplishment and joy, and her inner feeling suddenly became more subtle.
Could this man be a fool?
She shook the reins hard again, causing the running dragon lizard to speed up again, until the silhouette of the Immortal Fortress behind her became smaller and smaller.
At the same time, Aslan was also secretly testing the number of layers of [Frost Armor] he had accumulated over the past few days.
Although he needs the power of the ice blood to maintain, he has now become an iceborn.
[Frost Armor] is the power gained from Sejuani's "Blood Oath", which gives him a defensive ability that can be grown. As long as there is enough time, he may accumulate more and more.
The so-called armor is actually a protective spell with a magic-like ability. Of course, this requires a long process.
And what he wants to use now is the ability of [Ice Vein Control], so he uses a smile to disturb Samira, and then secretly slowly controls the power of ice veins.
She has no intersection with Samira. She can find opportunities to hijack him on the street. From this, it seems that she must have received a mission from someone.
Aslan began to recall more background information about Samira in his mind.
If it was not what he expected, the information on all her missions came from her captain Indali, and Indali may have something to do with Black Rose.
But why did Black Rose give her this task?
Or is it that her mission to kill him was done by someone else?
If it wasn't Black Rose, then who was going to kill him?
Or is this just some kind of temptation?
Aslan was a little confused!
Soon, the carriage stopped behind a small hill. Samira jumped out of the carriage, then reached out and pulled out her sword from the back of her waist, inserting it on the ground.
"Don't be nervous, little handsome guy!" She smiled and approached Aslan, "Now my sister can do something exciting with you. Would you choose this sword or this gun?"
Samira looked at Aslan, "Don't worry, my sword and gun are very fast, you won't be in pain for long."
Aslan looked at her and pondered for a moment, "Can I choose to let you let me go? I'm very rich!"
It's impossible for Samira not to know that she is from the Bloody Baroness's family, Aslan is testing this possibility!
"Money is indeed a good thing! I really like it, but I hate nobles like you the most who use money to decide everything; disgusting!"
"Then let me go? Let's just pretend that nothing happened, and then I'll ask the family to give you a satisfactory position. How about colonel? You know, my family still has this energy!"
"As long as you say it, I will definitely find a way to do it. You know, I am Le Stana Xun..."
Aslan's attitude at this moment did not have the character traits of a Noxian noble who would do anything even if he refused, which made Samira despise him.
"You're not going to say that you are a boy from the Lord's family, are you?" She pulled out the sword on the ground, "Can you even make up such a lie?"
"I was originally quite fond of your face, but I didn't expect that you don't have any of the blood that a Noxian should have. It's really boring and boring. How could the Baroness cultivate such a weakling and a coward like you?"
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She straightened her body, turned her sword and walked towards Aslan.
"Is there no other reason to let me go? But at least let me know who wants to kill me."
Aslan stood up and sighed softly, "For the sake of my face, you can see that I am so cooperative with you!"
Samira curled her lips and did not answer.
She felt that she had wasted a lot of time on Aslan. She had not felt the aura of power on Aslan just now, and it was time to end this commission.
There is nothing challenging about this mission!
She was already bored.
"I thought there would be an exciting night between us, and I had great expectations for it."
From Samira's attitude, Aslan roughly knew the information he wanted. He immediately broke the rope tied to his hands and stood up, "Your attitude makes me a little sad!"
When Aslan broke the reins on his wrists, Samira sensed something was wrong and immediately flew back.
She opened her arms and threw a large number of flying knives at Aslan. Then she twisted her waist and jumped a few times. She squatted on the spot and drew an arc in front of her with the big sword. The ring-shaped wind pressure quickly destroyed it.
Wrap it up.
The runes can generate a ring of wind pressure, speeding up her speed while isolating outside projectiles.
Her sword was given to her by Indali. It has some runes on it, which are said to have evolved from the runes on the sword held by a female warrior named Riven in Ionia.
Yes, it is said...
At this moment, she was lying low on the ground, her slender waist made her hips more upright, her thighs were round and strong, and her slender and straight body was in a posture like a female leopard pounced on her prey.
But when she twisted her waist and prepared to swing her sword to strike Aslan, there was a dull whistling sound in the air and a large amount of frost fragments and cold mist splashed up.
"roar!!!"
A huge five-meter-tall sheep-headed shadow appeared behind the man she had just despised. In the biting frost, the arms raised high by the giant shadow were like copper poured into iron. The muscles were knotted and the claws were sharp.
The giant stick of frost with a sharp cone that had condensed at the juncture of her hand appeared with violent wind pressure and hit her directly on the head.
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"Fuck; you little fox."
Fox cub, this is a curse word in the mouth of the sand people.
Seeing the two dragon lizards that were frozen by the frost as soon as they brushed against each other and exploded into brightly colored ice fragments all over the sky under the giant stick, Samira cursed and then started walking around crazily! This chapter has been completed!
