But he still nodded, accepting her kindness, and followed the little man.
But then again, why should I walk?
Can't you teleport yourself?
After walking out of the camp, a strange look appeared on Russell's face.
But after seeing that girl already carrying all her things and clearing the way for herself, I couldn't help but think, "Maybe this is okay?"
after all--
Bronya is pretty reliable.
With the template of the urban soldier king, she is naturally a Kaijie.
Considering that many soldiers can get their cousins pregnant when they are only seven or eight years old, it doesn't seem impossible that this girl could plan a good route in an instant with her intelligence?
He thought so.
It was difficult to teleport directly for a moment, so I just slowed down and followed for a while.
The girl also walked with big strides.
It makes people look forward to it.
But not long after, the little girl in front of him staggered and fell to the ground.
Russell: “Huh?”
He walked over in surprise, grabbed the girl's bag, and then was shocked to find that the two bags were as heavy as college girls' suitcases.
——The senior is setting an example for you, and you treat him as Xiangzi. The power of the two Xiangzis obviously exceeds the carrying capacity of a seven-year-old child.
Then he took the knife and cut open the girl's leggings, and there were large purple spots on them.
Russell's eyelids twitched when he saw it.
Looking at the direction of the legs, waist and forearms, even without looking, one could guess that there were large bruises on them.
How did it become like this?
Bronya is not very smart——
[You are stupid. Why do you have the illusion that a seven-year-old child might be reliable? She didn't even think of stealing a car! ]
The prompter was sharp.
Russell: “…”
It turns out he is an urban soldier who is only good at two swords. No wonder he will be so defeated in the future.
He bent down and tried to pick up the tiny girl.
The pain made the child's tender face freeze, and his lips turned purple.
But what she said was: "Perhaps, I am beyond help, sir, sir, you should go on your own next."
"..."
Was Bronya so stupid when she was a child?
Russell looked at the girl who was obviously a little abnormal, and didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, so he had to give orders with a stern face.
"Continue to go."
"Sir, I can't leave—"
Before the girl understood the situation, a hand swiftly pulled her up.
"I'll take you away."
Before the girl could understand everything, the sound of the wind completely disappeared from her ears.
This is...
What does it feel like?
Bronya looked at the surrounding scenery and retreated quickly, as if she was on the fastest train...
The speed at which he carried himself was astonishingly fast. The wind was whistling, but his face was not covered by the pain of being blown backwards.
What's happening here?
Compared to her peers, she was very smart, but still had a childlike mind and could not understand all of this.
But in this kind of running, the body does not feel bumpy, and there is even a warm feeling covering the body.
It's like being home, warm by the fire...
Bronya has never seen home.
However, such a metaphor emerged in her mind.
As the feeling of being baked by fire deepened.
The warmth seemed to turn into the whispers of fairy tale elves.
"Get some sleep."
As she murmured, her vision blurred.
She fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter 545: Xi'er's Cuckolding in Progress (Part 2)
The warmth is like a cradle and like a song, making people fall asleep quickly.
This is a long process.
So when Bronya opened her eyes again, she could not see even a trace of wind and snow.
What can be seen are musical instruments piled up like a mountain. Most of them are very expensive, but they are covered with all kinds of strange graffiti, which makes people wonder whether the local owner has problems with taste.
However, Bronya's focus was not here.
She touched the bed beneath her body. It was a standard, finely crafted spring steel bed with soft cushions, and looked a little unfamiliar.
But, very comfortable.
As a potential soldier king, Bronya seldom stays in bed, or rather, those child soldiers who stay in bed have been beaten so that they don't have to get up anymore.
But, at this moment, she was a little reluctant and poked her head out from under the quilt.
just.
There seemed to be a faint noise outside the door.
Therefore, she looked for her customized mini gun vigilantly, and after finding it not far from the head of the bed, she quickly jumped off the bed, hugged it in her arms, and took out a metal guitar.
Then, he walked to the window in an almost stealthy manner, and then, with the caution of a sniper, he observed the outside world using the reflection of the guitar.
Then, her face turned embarrassed.
On the mirror surface of the guitar, the man who really didn't look like a human was dueling with a penguin with baguettes and black bread.
"I'm testing your mother, just remember to take Gawain and Agnese and run away!!"
The penguin angrily stabbed the baguette with great momentum, like a charge of Mamluk cavalry.
"I told you it was a technical adjustment!"
The man opposite quickly raised a large bread to resist. The sturdy large bread was beaten "burst burst" after being exposed to wind and sun, but it was not damaged at all, just like the shield of Ajax in Greek legend.
"You just forgot about it."
The penguin became even angrier after hearing that, and he pulled out a second spear from somewhere and launched a second attack using the double cross spear charge method.
"If you think so, then there is nothing I can do, Great Emperor!!"
Facing the pair of crossed guns, the man's face changed drastically. Then, he simply picked up the shield and smashed it at the penguin's head with a spinning shield like Captain America beating Brother Ni.
The penguin was dizzy and dazed, then he grabbed the Shield of Ajax and insidiously took out an extended baguette and lunged forward.
When someone with a shield fights someone without a shield, he will naturally have the absolute upper hand.
For a moment, the penguin was poked and cried out loudly, and could only shout "Fuck your mother", "I will sue you for elder abuse when I get home", "Texas save me", etc.
Leaving the confused audience stunned.
What happened?
Bronya's little head is a little CPU overloaded.
Because she was still young and her worldview was not fully formed, she did not think it was outrageous that penguins could talk.
but--
A duel between humans and penguins was obviously beyond her imagination.
She stood like Theresa, watching the penguin being beaten to the ground. The officer who had completed the kill also came back and asked her through the window.
"woke up?"
"I'm sorry I bothered you yesterday, sir."
Bronya quickly stood at attention and apologized.
"It's only about 40 pounds. You're not even as heavy as this penguin, so you're not really mysterious."
The officer spoke to himself through the window.
His eyesight seems to be abnormally good... Of course, he himself also has a very abnormal aura.
Bronya opened the door, holding a gun, and stood beside Russell like an orderly.
Then, she received the man's disgusted look.
Why are you looking at me like that?
The little girl looked at her superior, her gray eyes like early morning clouds.
"It's so ugly."
"I was in a hurry last night, so the outfit I bought doesn't look good."
The man, who seemed to be from a wealthy family, commented.
Bronya lowered her head and realized that the clothes she was wearing were indeed not small combat uniforms, but a pair of very pink and fluffy pajamas.
Was it the commander who changed it?
It's quite comfortable to wear.
"Sir, this is a nice suit."
Bronya looked up and said, she thought so.
"No, it's just normal."
"It's been more than a year or two since the Russians separated art from light industry. If you buy this kind of clothes on the street and wear it home, you'll probably be treated as a beggar and kicked out."
But the officer still seemed to be rolling his eyes.
"Do you have any children's clothes? Can you give me some?"
The officer mentioned the penguin and asked for it.
"No, how could I possibly collect women's clothing?"
The penguin's face was full of horror.
How could a solitary penguin collect women's clothing?
"You can certainly get it."
There was a decisive tone in Long's voice.
"Can't you do it yourself?"
The emperor narrowed his already small eyes, and as he spoke, his whole person... no, the whole penguin was filled with a sense of judgment.
——Russell, this man, is very good at creation skills.
"How can you feel better doing it yourself than doing it from someone else?"
"..."
