[Quick Crossing] Run away after the little toffee dregs

Chapter 76 The Eternal City: Ancient Rome

Just when D6 didn't come out, Su Xi almost thought that he was about to be cut open on the spot, as a sacrificial offering.

Suddenly there was a loud cry from the dark forest outside, accompanied by the approaching flames.

"it's here!"

"I found the young master!"

The black priest seemed to have also heard these voices, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he took a knife and cut off Su Xi's stomach without hesitation.

Su Xi's glimmer of hope that had just risen gradually shattered as the cold light approached.

"call out."

A silver arrow with beautiful feathers was as quick as a bolt of lightning, and before all the priests could react, it pierced straight into the head of the black priest.

The sharp sword pierced through the brain, and the arrow pierced through the forehead. The black priest seemed to be still alive, staring at Su Xi with sharp eyes, opening and closing his mouth, murmuring the last incantation.

"Faith...for God..."

The last word landed, and he fell to the ground with a dead eye.

Su Xi took a breath. At this time, the voice in the forest was getting closer and closer. Someone pushed the weeds that grew to the top of his head and got in. Su Xi looked up.

It was a group of warriors wearing simple soft armor with their upper body and legs bare. When they saw Su Xi, the leading man paused for a moment, then reacted quickly, and flew to Su Xi.

Su Xi's eyes blurred, and the rope on his body was cut by the man holding a short dagger. Without support, Su Xi's body slid down like boneless.

The soldier stretched out his hand subconsciously, and caught Su Xi's body with his right hand, which was not wearing a wrist guard.

Su Xi raised his eyes slightly, but found that the soldier's face was completely wrapped in the helmet, only the pale jaw was looming under the helmet.

The rest of the priests were restrained when the soldiers poured in, but there was not much panic on their faces, instead their eyes were full of fanaticism.

One of them had his arms crossed behind his back, but he stubbornly looked into the air, and he shouted: "My God!"

Then he tilted his head, and the corners of his lips slowly shed blood. The soldier standing beside him checked his pulse expressionlessly, "Dead."

"It's best to die!"

Su Xi had already been wrapped in a cloak by the man beside him, looking down at the man who was carefully bandaging the wound on his wrist.

Hearing the words, he raised his eyes lightly, and saw a thin and thin figure pushed aside a circle of soldiers, and squeezed in with great effort. When he saw the series of black priests kneeling on the ground who hadn't committed suicide, his skinny monkey-like face expressed disgust. expression.

He murmured, "You scum." As he spoke, he pulled out a soldier's short knife, cursed with a high expression, and swung the knife to chop off the head of a black priest who was closest to him.

Fresh blood spewed out with a puff, and all the splashed blood was blocked by the man in Su Xi's dazed gaze.

After the thin and small man finished all this, he immediately looked at Su Xi's position again, his face was full of distress and pity, but it was a bit exaggerated and funny when coupled with his face full of loose skin.

The robe that nobles can only wear is draped over him, but it has a sense of humor like a monkey stealing clothes.

In memory, this is his good friend, Leacock.

Leacock approached Su Xi slowly, his tone faltering: "Oh, my poor little Dylan, these people should be quartered! No, they should be locked in a bathtub to torture them!"

Su Xi was silent. As a nobleman, of course he knew that this was a kind of bucket torture. People were locked in a bucket filled with water, and only a head was exposed, covered with sweet honey.

The people imprisoned eat and drink in the bathtub filled with water, and their heads are covered with honey to attract insect bites. Their whole body is itchy unbearably. died under torture.

Such a horrible punishment, Leacock said it with indifference, as if it was an insignificant matter, and there was even a hint of excitement.

Su Xi glanced at him inadvertently revealing a touch of golden pockets, and lightly averted her eyes.

He didn't miss the appearance of this man secretly hiding his scattered jewels in his sleeve when all the warriors were capturing the priest.

Xin Dao himself really doesn't know people well, yet he puts such a smooth-tongued, sleazy and cunning person by his side, and treats him as a bosom friend.

It is probably because of this person that the nobles in the city are unwilling to associate with him.

True aristocrats never stay with such low value people.

Leacock was excitedly complaining about the torture, but he didn't realize that his topic was becoming more and more remote. The soldiers around him all cast contemptuous and disgusting glances at this man who built happiness on pain.

Only the man in front of Su Xi was still half squatting respectfully, treating Su Xi's wound from the rope on his wrist.

"Horn." Su Xi narrowed her eyes, "The helmet has been taken off."

The soldier took off his helmet without too much hesitation, and Su Xi said again: "Raise your head."

Although he didn't understand what the nobleman meant, the tall Horn still raised his chin respectfully.

The half-length gold-plated micro-curls just hung on the shoulders. This is the Western century, and the appearance of the man is also in line with the current sought-after appearance in the city.

Deep eyes, slightly high browbones, a hint of heroism attached to the high bridge of the nose, handsome cheeks as sharp as a knife, and light blue eyes that seem to be the upside-down Aegean Sea.

It was like a god of the sun bathing in the moonlight with his sharp edges restrained.

Horn said softly: "Master Dylan?"

Su Xi looked away in a panic, ignoring the pounding heartbeat.

The voice was as inaudible as possible: "Go on."

Horn nodded loyally, holding a weapon all year round, causing thin calluses on his tiger's mouth and fingertips, which formed a sharp contrast with Su Xi's milk-like white and delicate wrists.

Leacock talked for a long time, but he didn't see Master Dylan acknowledging his words and putting them into action as usual, so he smiled awkwardly.

Seeing that Horn had bandaged Su Xi's wound and stood up, Licock's slender eyes turned around nimbly, and squeezed Horn away to come to Su Xi's side.

There was a hint of flattery in the voice: "Master Dylan, is there anything uncomfortable?"

The night was a bit cold, Su Xi wrapped the cloak tightly around her body, and she seemed to smell the light saponin fragrance in her breath.

Su Xi glanced at him indifferently. His aristocratic cultivation made it impossible for him to say vulgar words in public, but Su Xi could tell him with actions that he didn't want to see this annoying guy now.

"Horn, take me out." He skipped Leacock and looked up at Horn.

Horn nodded heavily, stretched out a hand and said in a low voice, "Can the young master still walk?"

Su Xi felt the somewhat swollen ankle, and shook her head: "No."

Horn pursed his lips, "If your lord doesn't mind, then this subordinate will carry you out."

"it is good."

This is a swamp, and some mud hidden under the weeds will sink in if you don't pay attention.

However, Horn obviously had a lot of experience, and he didn't show a dignified expression when crossing the swamp. Even with a heavy Su Xi on his back, his steps seemed so easy.

There are insects and flies flying above their heads, but they dare not come down because they are covered with special herbs, so they can only hover around the periphery.

Accompanied by the croaking of cicadas and frogs from time to time, Su Xi had his first dream in a splendid and glorious century.

When they came out, it was already dawn, and Su Xi woke up because of a slight shaking. He moved a little, and found that the cloak on his body had been replaced by a luxurious blanket at some point.

It was a beautiful carriage, there was a noise from outside, Su Xi slightly opened the curtains, and when the people outside noticed that he had woken up, a figure drove the horse to Su Xi's window immediately.

Horn put on the helmet again, gathering his beautiful, brilliant blond hair into the silver helmet.

Only three gaps are left for breathing and seeing.

"Master Dylan, you're awake, but you still feel uncomfortable?" Horn's voice was tinged with worry.

Su Xi shook his head, and set his gaze on the street behind him.

This is different from any century he has seen, like returning to the ancient Roman era, surrounded by walls cut from stone bricks, those big stones, almost thought it was a whole piece, seeing Su Xi's Carriages rolled over, whether they were buying or selling, or laughing and joking, they all stood quietly on both sides of the street.

There was curiosity and envy in the eyes.

D6 emerged from his body, and said softly: "This is the parallel world of ancient Rome, and it is no longer the ancient Rome you know."

Although he already knew it, Su Xi still had a flash of surprise in his eyes: "Is this... the Eternal City?"

The carriage was still moving forward, slowly driving into the center of the city, Su Xi looked up and saw a huge statue, with a gentle and gentle smile on the corner of the statue's lips, the white marble exuded like a real human being under the sunlight General luster.

This is the goddess Matuta, the goddess believed by the Romans, also known as the goddess of dawn.

After that, the sound of running water came from the ear, and the sound of the water became louder and louder, and another sculpture jumped into Su Xi's eyes.

A statue of a male god with wings on his back, gushing water flowed from his mouth, and rolled down into the clear spring. Every day, women and slaves lined up here to fetch water. Su Xi watched in amazement a thin-looking woman With a clay pot filled with water on his head, he walked away lightly.

After a while, they arrived at Su Xi's house.

Su Xi paused for a moment, and was surrounded by the gatekeepers as the gatekeepers shouted with apprehension.

A blond young man in a simple white robe stood beside Chengshui Pool and slowly turned around. Seeing Su Xi's shocked eyes, he raised his eyebrows casually, "You're back?"

Su Xi poked at D6, and said suspiciously in his heart: "Do you think that this elder brother gives people a very familiar feeling?"

D6 looked left and right, and suddenly wanted to suddenly realize: "There really is."

Su Xi inexplicably felt a chill down his back: "Hmm...?"

D6 said: "It looks quite similar to you." It glanced at Su Xi, then at the blond young man: "It really is a brother."?