All of a sudden, their Rebecca completely angered her brother Klaus. The angry Klaus rushed directly, as sharp as the sharpest knife.

Elijah sighed and came out. He flew directly in the middle. At this time, Elijah's angle was very speculative and stuck in the right position. His goal was very simple, that is, the knife in Klaus's hand. He had no worries.

However, Klaus is different from Elijah. Now he just wants to kill Rebecca, so he is careless. A second later, Elijah succeeded. He grabbed what he wants, so all the knives in Klaus's hand came into Elijah's hand.

Klaus, he was too angry.

Elijah looked at them helplessly. He didn't say much superfluous nonsense. He directly lost both knives, and then continued to fight with Klaus.

Rebecca took a tangled look at Elijah. She didn't want to continue to escape. However, the current situation simply didn't allow Rebecca to have another choice. Klaus was mad. If Rebecca continued to stay, Elijah could only work harder and harder.

Elijah roared out while beating. What's the meaning of his sister pestling like a wood? He doesn't want to continue to communicate with her now. Doesn't she know that saving her life is the first thing at this time?

"My sister, you go!"

Rebecca was still a little hesitant. She really wanted to settle the account with Klaus. "No, I won't go." Obviously, Rebecca forgot. Even if she didn't know, Klaus didn't have time to calculate with her.

"Damn it, I told you to go!" Elijah was furious now. Damn it, why would one pair not listen to him.

Rebecca was startled by Elijah. She glared at Klaus fiercely, so she had no choice but to continue to escape.

Elijah breathed a sigh of relief.

Klaus's eyes narrowed, and now he began to feel that Elijah's brother was really getting in the way.

Elijah reluctantly smiled bitterly at Klaus. He could only spread his hand and explained to his brother, "we have no choice, my brother. If you can't listen to what she said, you can only give it to me!"

Elijah took it seriously. They must have someone to stop all this. Now, there is no one but Elijah, just like Klaus and Rebecca, they have no choice.

Rebecca ran away, and Marcel's side was not smooth. Yes, Davina's mood was very chaotic. She couldn't help Marcel and them at all. Marcel and Rebecca miscalculated.

Camille has no way.

Marcel secretly came to Camille again. Now he didn't dare to appear next to Davina. Marcel was afraid to stimulate Davina.

Camille shook his head at Marcel. "No, we think it's too simple, but that's not the case. Listen, Marcel, I've learned the impact of pain. Davina's state is very wrong!!"

Indeed, Camille's eyes became deep. She remembered a problem. She also told Davina. Her reaction was amazing. Davina didn't look like a 16-year-old girl at all. She changed.

Camille wanted to comfort Davina. She tried to have a little communication with Davina, "Hey, honey, I've learned the influence of pain. The witches who pushed you to the ceremony deceived you and hurt you..."

Davina directly interrupted Camille's kindness. She knew what they wanted, but now she had no way, "no, Camille, what you learned in books can't help me."

Davina was so calm.

Camille had no way to refute her statement, because Davina, she basically said the truth.

Camille can only change one way. Now she hasn't found the entry point belonging to Davina. If there is no entry point, she doesn't know how to continue, "well, let's not talk about what's in the book, honey, tell us about your experience?"

Camille hugged Davina tightly. She first showed her her wound. "Listen, Davina, my friend, I want to tell you about me. You know, I have a brother. Yes, my brother Sean, my twin brother. Since my brother died, I thought I would never get out... I blamed him with tears every day, and then I suddenly realized... Even if I was drowned by sadness, it didn't help. I had to move forward. Yes, I had to find the truth, so I came to this city. I need to find the truth. Yes, I'm determined not to go on like this! If I can do it, then you can do it, dear Davina, please believe me, please believe us... "

Davina sat up directly. She hugged herself tightly. Davina looked more pale and weak against the background of her snow-white dress. She looked at Camille with tears and smiles. There was no empathy in the world, and some had only ulterior purposes“ Camille, what are you trying to say? Did you free me from this hell? Honey, it's easy for you to say, but those witches won't let me go like this... They haven't settled the account with me yet. They hate me. You don't know how much they hate me! "

Camille grabbed Davina's hands. What she needs now is the power of support. "No, no one can control you unless you complete them. Davina, you know your strength and the power you have. Have you forgotten?"

Davina pulled her hand back directly. She sneered and looked at Camille with cool eyes. Is that part of her comfort true, or is it all false? "Really? I appreciate you, Camille, but how do I know who I can trust? Can I trust Marcel? I'm not a fool. The first thing he did after I was resurrected was to let me help Rebecca again, didn't he? "

This sentence is like a knife directly inserted into Marcel's chest. Yes, can he deny it?

No, Marcel can't deny it.

Davina took off her naive shell. She stood up and approached Camille step by step. "You let me believe you, believe you, but, dear Camille, to be honest, what's the real purpose of you so anxious to cheer me up? Do you want strength, too? Don't you have real revenge yet Let me guess, dear Camille, do you ask me, too? "