Chapter 100

The other party's extraordinary leader saw that Jeanne took the initiative to rush over, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but crack with a grim smile. He waved his double handed heavy sword in his hand and tried to open Jeanne's gun tip.

The blade collided with the tip of the gun, rubbing a little spark.

The leader of the other party felt a huge force transmitted to his arm through the blade. His hands were numb and almost couldn't hold the handle of the sword.

He didn't expect that the beautiful little girl opposite would have so much power?

But after all, he was a sixth order extraordinary, with rich practical experience. He quickly adjusted the angle of holding the sword, removed the subsequent power, and then took a few steps back, with a roar in his mouth.

A vague figure appeared behind him, like a ghost, holding a dagger and a round shield in his hands, floating towards Jeanne.

This is the effect of the holy thing on him. It can simulate a weakened version of the spiritual separation in a very short time. Although this separation has been weakened by an unknown number of times compared with the iconic skills of the ninth order saint, it can often play an unmistakable effect when it suddenly appears in the original battle of equal strength.

The dagger in the virtual shadow's hand twinkled with a dark green cold light, rowed to Jean Na's slender neck, and the round shield of the other hand hit her gun stem. At the same time, a secret art array also appeared in the chest of the leader, brewing a fatal secret art.

Jeanne's response was very simple and rough. A blood red flame suddenly rose on her and evaporated the approaching dagger, round shield and the virtual shadow.

Then the bloody flame suddenly gathered on her long gun and held it up again.

The leader's Secret skills were pierced into his chest before he could sing them

The bloody flame lingering on the spiral spear surged out again, like a kebab, burning the enemy's body, as if tortured by the karma fire of hell, making him send out a series of sad screams before he died.

This series of screams shook the morale of the remaining enemy troops below, gave up resistance and knelt down to surrender.

The ambush before dawn finally came to an end.

"Teacher, the rest will get rid of you..."

Jeanne turned her head, whispered, and then threw herself into her arms.

With a blank and surprised look on his face, Rolle subconsciously wanted to push her away, but as soon as his hand touched Jeanne's shoulder, he was stunned to find that her body was shrinking rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, her whole body became only as tall as Cori, and her figure shrunk almost. Her intellectual and sunny pretty face also changed back to a young and lovely appearance. The whole person seemed to be 8 or 9 years old.

Her hair is still gray, her eyes remain pale gold, and her armor shrinks proportionally with the change of her body. She looks like a delicate doll wearing armor.

"Teacher, sleepy..."

Jeanne said with a creamy voice and stretched out a pair of small hands at rolle.

Rolle's muscle memory made him habitually bend down and pick up the little girl.

Then I realized it was wrong

This is not your daughter!

But Jeanne had buried her face in his chest, held his skirt tightly with her small hand, and fell asleep

This

Now is not the time to sleep! Your believers still need you to lead, and your people still need you to save! Don't be so capricious!

Rolle was speechless.

At this time, two high-level sects came over, looked at Jeanne in Luo Er's arms, and said happily:

"Miss Jeanne was so cute when she was a child, like a kitten."

"This is the price for Miss Jeanne to use the holy thing. It will last for about one day. During this time, I hope you can bear it."

Rolle shook his head helplessly and said:

"Don't be idle. Clean up the battlefield and retreat."

While waiting for the people below to clean up the battlefield, Rolle learned from the officer that the guy killed by Jeanne was actually a level 6 extraordinary

Sixth order? That's it? Not even Jeanne?

When he was still in the mountains, Rolle felt that the extraordinary was like an insurmountable mountain, but when he came out, he found that it didn't seem so great?

He has tried the hand of an extraordinary person in the valley, the beach and the archaeological team of the United Kingdom. That's it.

Even ordinary people can kill them if they work harder with the advantage of number.

This is also a good thing. After leaving here, don't worry too much about Jeanne's safety. With this powerful holy thing, she has the ability to protect herself.

At least the sixth level and below are like this. It's hard to say how to do the above for the time being. He hasn't played yet.

But according to those novels on earth, the seventh order should always be much more powerful than the sixth order, right?

Luo Er held Jeanne in his arms, pondered in his heart, and then suddenly thought of a question

Was there something wrong with my introductory examination?

But now he didn't want to think about it. When the battlefield below was almost cleaned, he quickly left with the people of the sect.

Before leaving, the people of the sect did not forget to follow the previous plan, leaving all kinds of "evidence" and "clues" pointing to a non-existent resistance organization.

These tips have been taught by rolle for a long time. It seems that these people have learned quite well.

When they returned to the secret base, Jeanne woke up in Luo Er's arms and shouted with milk in her mouth:

"Teacher, hungry, rice..."

Luo Er's heart trembled fiercely, and he couldn't help recalling his daughter's childhood

At that time, there was little food in the mountain and there were not so many people in the village. Cori often had a full meal and a hungry meal. She often shouted hungry as soon as she opened her eyes

This strong sense of vision made rolle quickly take out a carrot from his left hand and put it into Jeanne's mouth.

"Fine, old Department..."

Jeanne chewed the carrot and said vaguely.

Crunching the carrots, Jeanne came down from Rawl's arms. She grabbed his little milk cat and rubbed it against her face.

She climbed onto Rolle's desk with both hands and feet, took out a paper and pen from the drawer, lay on the table, drew something seriously, and hung her small feet outside the chair.

Others are busy counting the results, while her leader is entertaining himself

Rolle suddenly remembered that he had a senior consultant badge, took it out, started the photography function on it, and retained a series of precious pictures of Jeanne selling cute.

After a while, Jeanne held the painted work and handed it to rolle.

It looks like two people in white and black, holding hands, walking on a piece of grass.

"This is a teacher!"

Jeanne pointed to the man in black.

"This is Jeanne!"

She said, clapping her hands hard, and a touch of childish shyness appeared on her lovely little face.

"Later, Jeanne will marry the teacher and be the teacher's bride!"