sizzle sizzle—

The dark green light and shadow on Nieruo's body blew on his wound like a light smoke, and the hemostasis and healing were completed within a few breaths. The dark green glow from the cracked mask became more and more intense, almost illuminating the nearby woods!

Boom!

He stepped on the ground heavily, the light and shadow on his body seemed to be distorted and dropped by the influence of gravity, and it was like a tight bowstring bent sharply, and the light exploded without bursting like a flood. , can only sit on the ground sluggishly!

Boom!

With a light sound, Ming Shuiyun only saw a dark green stray phantom piercing the sky, but in the next second, Nie Ruo jumped behind Le Yu and slashed towards Le Yu's neck like an executioner, with a long knife. The sakura dragon is about to burrow into the flesh and blood of Yueyu!

Sakura Dragon Sword Dance: Turn!

Seeing that the imposing red-haired man was about to leave the stage before he was handsome in a few seconds, Ming Shuiyun could hardly help exclaiming, but the sudden shady scene drowned all her thoughts.

"You chose the worst angle." She heard the man say, "Backstab is the rhythm I'm most familiar with."

Familiar with? Familiar with backstabbing others? Or familiar with... being stabbed in the back by someone else?

Just within a few seconds of Ming Shuiyun's distracted mind, there were several sounds of flesh and blood rolling in the darkness, and then Ming Shuiyun felt that he had been splashed with water on his face.

When the darkness dissipated, she saw that Nie Ruo had retreated to a branch five steps away, her limbs and torso were covered with bloodstains that had been bitten with bare hands. The light seems to reflect his mood is not calm.

However, in comparison, the red-haired man's injuries were more serious: a tragic knife mark was cut from the left shoulder to the right chest. If the knife had been cut deeper and deeper, the red-haired man might have been divided into two halves now.

Ming Shuiyun subconsciously wiped the water on his face, and found the blood splashed by the red-haired man.

The blood flowed along his arm, falling drop by drop into the soil of Vientiane Forest, gradually converging into a river, like a countdown to life in an hourglass. His clothes drooped down, revealing snow-white skin and ugly scars etched on this snow-white body.

It was the first time she knew that there was so much blood in the human body.

Rao was ready to die, but seeing this brutal and brutal killing scene still gave Ming Shuiyun a great impact - she couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be slashed by the knife on her body, maybe it was a painful death. ?

However, the red-haired Bai Xuejun didn't shout, and his knees didn't soften. He still maintained a fighting stance and stood in front of her, calmly looking at Nie Ruo on the treetop, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito.

This is... her scabbard.

Zizzizi—

The dark green glow healed Nie Ruo's injury at a high speed again, and within a few seconds he completely stopped the injury on his body, and the wound bitten by Le Yu also grew granulation and healed continuously, making a buzzing sound, in the dark green light and shadow Looks especially scary.

Is he a monster? How can such a serious injury heal so quickly? How can this be beaten? !

However, Nie Ruo just watched them quietly for two or three seconds, then turned and fled without any reluctance, and disappeared in the dark night of the Vientiane Forest in a short while.

"It should be fine."

Le Yu sat down to relax, took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth, and said calmly, "He decided that he couldn't defeat me quickly, so he decided to give up entanglement with me, and chose to hunt down others."

With this judgment, Nieruo really lost her mind?

Le Yu is now very skeptical about the fact that wearing a crazy mask for a long time will make him lose his mind: not to mention that Nie Ruo's fighting instinct is still excellent, just that Nie Ruo retreats decisively when he sees him using the veil of conflict, it makes Le Yu feel His sanity was always on the line.

It's not so much losing his mind, it's better to say that Nie Ruo kills the enemy on behalf of the master in the name of 'I can't control myself' - I'm already crazy now, so I'll kill all the other scabbard sword seekers. Reasonable, right?

The character of Ming Shuangli is also very easy to guess. The benevolence of women must be her weakness. Cruel, not beaten by reality, the greenhouse flowers whose lives are well protected are like this.

Le Yu did not discriminate against them. He also wanted to be a greenhouse flower, but reality and life always attacked him and did not give him the slightest chance to breathe.

Generally speaking, in the battle for the throne, the children in the ivory tower will not be able to play anyway, but the other ruthless people have all been wiped out because of cannibalism and self-elimination, so the battle for the sword has become a rookie. In the game of pecking each other, the rank plummeted from the professional game to the bronze battle.

Also because the level of the summoner is too low, the scabbard has become their coach, but the status of the two sides is not equal - the sword seeker is now the boss of the scabbard, and will be the emperor of the scabbard in the future. Mouth, just wait to be recorded in the small book by the emperor!

Yes, the scabbard also has an absolute command over the sword seeker, which sounds like a benefit? But if the scabbard really uses this right, even if it is really good for the sword seeker, the sword seeker will definitely have a pimple in his heart.

It is easy to forgive others' mistakes, but it is difficult to forgive others' right.

Especially when others are right, they prove their own mistakes.

No matter how good their relationship is now, it's useless. Time is the most powerful destiny. Once the relationship changes and resentment arises in the heart, all the unworthy thorns in the past will send out bursts of stinging pain. For passing by.

Power is the sweetest poison, it will make people intolerable of their own stains.

And Nie Ruo told Ming Shuangli in advance that a mad mask would lead to madness, so she seemed very witty.

First of all, Le Yu estimated that the mad mask will really affect the mind, but the degree of influence is different, otherwise it will not end up as a 'mad mask'.

Then, after wearing the mask, Nie Ruo can refuse to obey Ming Shuangli's orders in the name of being 'crazy'. As long as the result is good, Ming Shuangli will definitely not hold any grudge against him, after all, everything It's all Mad Mask's fault.

It can be seen from this that the scabbard is really difficult to make, and it must satisfy the use value of the sword seeker and provide the emotional value that the sword seeker needs. Not only must we share weal and woe together now, but also prepare for the future together.

Just when Le Yu was thinking about it, a timid voice came from behind: "Well, that..."

He turned his head to look at Ming Shuiyun, who was kneeling obediently. He paid attention to the expectations and worries in her eyes. Naturally, he knew what she wanted to do, so he rubbed his temples: "Yes... let's do the oath ceremony first."

"good."

Because Le Yu was resting on the ground, Ming Shuiyun didn't dare to stand up and look down at him, so he knelt beside him, stretched out his hand, hesitated slightly, and blinked at Le Yu's red hair.

Yes, do you have to touch your head at the oath ceremony? The oath ceremony between Nie Ruo and Ming Shuangli just now was not just touching their heads, but half-kneeling to propose marriage, which was very pompous.

But Le Yu is not interested in being touched by a teenage girl, and he is not a cicada.

"It should be enough to shake hands."

"Probably?"

Ming Shuiyun held Le Yu's hand, feeling very smooth and tender, as if he could squeeze out water, not like a warrior's hand at all. Although I wanted to scratch his palm a little bit, Ming Shuiyun knew the importance and immediately said, "Are you willing to swear here that you will respect me as the king in this life, and use your blood to seal the border for me?"

"Chen Qin Yue Yin is willing."

So his name is Qin Leyin, Ming Shuiyun thought to himself.

However, after a few seconds, nothing happened, and the back of Le Yu's hand did not have a stamp of passing the quarantine.

Ming Shuiyun was a little nervous: "Do you have to be near the holy sword Huiyao to take the oath?"

"If there is such a restriction, then you don't need the sword seekers to obtain the mark first, just let the sword seekers and the scabbard swear an oath next to the holy sword Huiyao." Le Yu said calmly: "Since the step is to seek the sword The person who gets the mark first and then takes the oath means that only the scabbard and the seeker are enough for the oath ceremony."

"There should be a problem with the oath. You just misappropriated Mingshuangli's oath, but you are not Mingshuangli. Mingshuangli really wants Nieruo to fight for her, but you don't seem to have this kind of idea... ."

"Ming Shuiyun, what grand ideal do you have, say it and ask me to help you fulfill it. This is your oath."

Ming Shuiyun was slightly startled, and when she met Le Yu's calm eyes like a lake, she shook her head resolutely.

"I can't tell you."

"secret?"

"Until my dream comes true, it's a secret that I can't tell anyone else."

"...Looks like I've drawn a very unique card." Le Yu clicked his tongue: "Well, let me say something, you can say something along the way."

"good."

"From now on."

"From now on."

"Both good times and bad times."

"Both good times and bad times."

"Rich or poor."

"Rich or poor."

"Disability or health."

"Disability or health."

"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"

"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"

Le Yu: "I will."

Ming Shuiyun subconsciously reread: "I will."

The golden silk thread stretches from the back of Ming Shuiyun's hand, like a picky embroidery master weaving and engraving on the back of Le Yu's hand. Because he has no pain for a long time, Le Yu doesn't know whether it hurts or not, but he feels the back of his hand is warm, and the palm of his hand seems to be tickled. Overall, the service is good, and Huiyao Tattoo is trustworthy.

When the brilliance faded, they stretched out the backs of their hands at the same time to see the marks on both sides.

"Mine are three clouds chasing each other, yours is... what?" Ming Shuiyun frowned: "It seems like two overlapping tools?"

"nothing."

Le Yu retracted his right hand, tore off the cloth strip and wrapped his palm, hiding the mark on the back of his hand.

"Just a sickle and a hammer."