NGNL: Can't humans do that

In such an emergency, she could think of other things on her own, and even fall deeply into the dilemma of academic problems. This elf was really a bit out of line... But this might also be related to the fact that the existence of Su'er could not arouse her vigilance at all.

After all, it was too weak. Even if she was seriously injured now, it would only take a moment to kill such a beast.

Like a zombie without a Su'er, Su'er kept approaching the elf with stiff steps, his eyes were empty and silent, and there was no light of freedom and spirituality.

"... Forget it, anyway, let's transform it first, otherwise even the tools can't be used properly." Even after Su'er had walked in front of her and stood there for a while, she raised her head from her thoughts, supported her body and barely stood up, looking at Su'er up and down with dissatisfaction and said.

One hand gently stroked her injured ribs, and the elf casually issued an order.

"Come here, hold me."

After receiving the order, Su'er finally raised his legs again and approached the elf, one step, two steps...

He never stopped, and didn't even raise his arm to support her.

In the last little distance, Su'er not only had no intention of stopping, but exploded like a spring that was pressed down hard. The hand under the robe passed the side of his leg, and the sharp dagger was grasped in his hand in the blink of an eye--slashing forward fiercely! !

The thin line with a cold light silently tore the air, and the sensitive skin of the elf could even feel the slight trembling of the hair when the sharp killing intent was about to touch his neck.

Her thoughts accelerated in an instant. At the moment of danger, the injured elf only had time to turn sideways. Her extraordinary eyesight could even let her see the arc drawn by the tip of the dagger held tightly in the monkey's hand past the gap of her neck. She raised her hand and gathered the magic of repulsion. The next second, she was going to tear the daring monkey to pieces.

But it was too late.

The elf raised her hand, which meant that she subconsciously gave up the defense of her injured ribs. This was exactly one of the situations that Su'er had imagined in his mind during the period of pretending to be controlled, and it was also the weak point he had already aimed at.

Yes, pretending to be controlled.

After the Elf snapped their fingers, an invisible wave seemed to spread in the air. When it touched Su'er body, it took over his body as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter. It was not even a simple control, but it wanted to change something from the deepest part of his mind, as if it had been stamped with a layer of thought. If Su'er was really controlled in this way, he would undoubtedly become a state where he knew he was being controlled, but he would not have the slightest doubt about obeying the words of the Elf and sacrificing his life for her - because everything should be like that, and there would be no room for doubt.

If he was really controlled in this way.

To be more precise, for the Elf who received the feedback of the results of the spell, her magic release was undoubtedly successful, and she could clearly feel the status between the manipulator and the manipulated.

The only deviation was Su'er real feeling - as if a fragile film made of glass was put on the shell of his body, clear and obvious, but as long as he wanted, as long as he exerted a little force and twisted his body, he could break free of this film.

However, Su'er was not in a hurry to do so. Instead, he took this opportunity to approach the Elf. If he broke free from the control on the spot, the Elf would definitely use other more powerful magic.

And since the escape speed was not fast enough, he could only kill the Elf here to have a chance to Survive, right?

A very simple multiple-choice question.

Allowing the Elf to control him, Su'er waited for that opportunity, and then twisted the glass chain that controlled his body until the last second before the explosion.

Bang! ! !

One punch.

Just one punch.

One punch was enough. Su'er seized this opportunity and punched the Elf already broken ribs with one punch - he even saw the white broken bone stumps piercing through the Elf skin and penetrating.

The blood of the Elf is also red.

With only such a sigh, the next second Su'er bent down and got under the arm of the elf that was originally stretched out to block him but was trembling because of the pain, and ran along the back of the elf without looking back.

I can't kill him, so goodbye.

The magic that should have torn him to pieces had dissipated without a trace under the effect of this punch. The long-haired elf even knelt on the ground, covering the wound on his chest and abdomen with both hands.

Originally, it was just a broken rib injury. The long-haired elf didn't take such an injury seriously at all, and even had no intention of treating it due to some mood changes, but now she couldn't ignore it. The broken bone spur had penetrated the skin, but compared with the Surface injury, the more serious injury to the internal organs under this punch was.

The severe pain even made her face, which was not very good to begin with, even paler, and her slender fingers were trembling.

"Heh... Heh... Heh, hahahaha", slowly turned around, the long-haired elf stared at Su'er back as he fled in a panic without any image, and suddenly laughed strangely, "You are so brave, Mr. Monkey."

This time she was really gritting her teeth, even though the elf knew that Su'er, who was running away, could not hear her words at the moment.

"How dare you tease me like this, tease me as the head of the Nilvalen family...", if eyes could kill, Su'er small back would probably have been burned to ashes, and the long-haired Elf hand covering the wound was emitting a green light. Before, she had no intention of dealing with these minor injuries because she suffered the first defeat in her life in this battle, but now it is different.

"I will definitely find you, catch you, tear apart every bone and flesh of yours, but I won't let you die easily...", the elf pulled a bloodthirsty smile on her face, revealing her most vicious revenge without disguising, "I will make you eat all your flesh and blood back bit by bit..."

"From now on, just run for your life... Mr. Monkey."

After healing some of the wounds, at least stopping the bleeding, and straightening the position of the ribs, the long-haired elf stood up shakily and walked to the side - although the food and water left here by the monkey were scattered and buried in the sand under her attack, they could still be found if she looked carefully.

She really needed to eat something normal.