Die For Life

Zi Zi Zi Zi-

The dark green light and shadow on Nieruo's body blew his wound like a light smoke, and hemostatic healing was 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 heavily on the ground, and the light and shadow on his body seemed to be distorted and dropped under the influence of gravity, and it was like a tight bowstring bending sharply. The light burst and did not burst like floodwater. The strong sense of depression made Ming Shuiyun directly lose his ability to resist. , Can only sit on the ground sluggishly!

Boom!

With a soft sound, Ming Shuiyun only saw a dark green drifting phantom piercing the sky, but in the next second Nieruo had already jumped behind Le Yu, slashing towards Le Yu's neck like an executioner, Tooth Sakura Longsword Yinglong almost got into the flesh and blood of Leyu!

Sakura Dragon Sword Dance·Turn!

Seeing that this imposing red-haired man would leave the stage for a few seconds before he was handsome, Ming Shuiyun almost couldn't help but exclaim, but the sudden shady drowned all her thoughts.

"You chose the worst angle." She heard the person say: "Backstab is the rhythm I am most familiar with."

familiar? Familiar with back stab others? Still familiar...being stabbed by someone else?

In the few seconds when Ming Shuiyun was absent-minded, there were several sounds of flesh and blood rolling in the darkness, and then Ming Shuiyun felt that he was splashed with water on his face.

When the darkness was over, she saw Nieruo had retreated to a branch five steps away, her limbs and torso were covered with blood stains that had been bitten out with her bare hands, the cracked mask covered all his expressions, and the dark green glow that swept through the cracks in the mask The light seemed to show that his mood was not calm.

However, in comparison, the redhead's injury is more serious: a tragic knife mark cuts from the left shoulder to the right chest, if the knife is cut deeper and deeper, the redhead may have been split in half now.

Ming Shuiyun subconsciously wiped the water stains on his face, and found the blood splashed by the redhead.

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

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

Rao is ready to die, but seeing this cruel scene of fighting still has a great impact on Ming Shuiyun-she can't imagine what it feels like to slash her on her body, it may be painful death. Bar?

However, the red-haired Bai Xuejun didn't shout, his knees didn't soften, and he stood in front of her in a fighting posture, calmly looking at Nieruo on the treetop, as if he had just been stung by a mosquito.

This is... her scabbard.

Zi Zi Zi Zi-

The dark green glow healed Nieruo's injuries at a high speed again. Within a few seconds, he completely stopped the injuries on his body. The wounds that were bitten by Leyu also grew granulation and kept healing, making a buzzing sound, in the dark green light and shadow. It seems particularly scary.

Is he a monster? Can he heal so fast after suffering such a severe injury? How can this be beaten? !

However, Nieruo just watched them quietly for two or three seconds, then turned around and escaped without reluctance, and disappeared into the night of the Vientiane Forest in a short while.

"It should be all right."

Leyu sat down to relax, took out a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and said calmly: "He judged that he could not defeat me quickly, so he decisively gave up entanglement with me, and chose to chase and kill others."

With this judgment, Nieruo really loses her mind?

Leyu is now very suspicious of the fact that wearing the mask of madness for a long time will lose his reason: not to mention that Nieruo's fighting instinct is still excellent, just seeing that Nieruo retreats decisively when he sees him using the veil of strife, it makes Leyu feel His sanity is always online.

Rather than losing his mind, it is better to say that Nieruo went to kill the enemy in the name of "I can't control myself"-I am already a lunatic now, so I will kill all the other scabbard sword seekers. Isn't it reasonable?

Ming Shuangli’s character is also easy to guess. The benevolence of a woman must be her weakness, or that the sword seekers currently participating in the sword hunting position have this kind of useless kindness-they have never seen life. This is the cruelty of the greenhouse flowers that have not been beaten by reality, and their lives are well protected.

Leyu doesn't discriminate against them, he also wants to be a greenhouse flower, but reality and life always attack him back and forth without giving him the slightest chance to breathe.

Generally speaking, the battle for the throne is not their turn to play the children in the ivory tower, but the other ruthless people have all been wiped out because of cannibalism and self-elimination, so the fight for the throne has become a rookie. In the game of mutual pecking, the rank dropped from professional competitions to bronze battles.

It is also because the summoners are too low-level, the scabbard has become their instructor, 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. If you dare to dare the scabbard Pooh, just wait to be recorded in the emperor's notebook!

Yes, the scabbard also has an absolute power to command the sword seeker. It sounds like a welfare? 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 knot in his heart.

It is easy for people to forgive the mistakes of others, but it is difficult to forgive others for the right.

Especially the correctness of others proved 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 grows in the heart, then all the unworthy heart thorns in the past will tingle. For a passing glance.

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

And Nieruo told Ming Shuangli in advance that the mask of madness would lead to madness, which seemed very witty.

First of all, Leyu estimates that the mask of madness will really affect the mind, but the degree of influence is different, otherwise it will not end up as a "mask of madness".

Then, after wearing the mask, Nieruo could refuse to obey Ming Shuangli’s orders in the name of “crazy”. As long as the results are good, Ming Shuangli would definitely not resent him when Ming Shuangli, after all, everything It's all the fault of the mad mask.

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

Just as Leyu was thinking about it, a timid voice came from behind: "Well, that..."

He turned his head and looked at Ming Shuiyun who was sitting on her knees, paying attention to the expectation and worry in her eyes. He naturally knew what she wanted to do, so he rubbed his temples: "Yes... let's do the oath ceremony first."

"good."

Because Leyu was sitting on the ground to rest, Ming Shuiyun didn't dare to stand up and look down at him, so she knelt down and sat beside him, hesitated slightly after extending his hand, and blinked at Leyu's red hair.

Yeah, do you have to touch your head during the oath ceremony? The swearing ceremony between Neruo and Ming Shuangli just now was not just touching their heads, but also kneeling down to propose marriage, exaggeratingly.

But Le Yu was not interested in being touched by a teenage girl, and he was not holding Chen Chenchen.

"A handshake should be fine."

"Probably?"

Ming Shuiyun held Leyu's hand, feeling very slippery and tender, as if he could squeeze out water, not at all like a martial artist's hand. Although I wanted to scratch his palm to try it out, Ming Shuiyun distinguished the importance and immediately said: "Would you like to swear here to respect me as the king in this life, and to seal the borders for me with blood?"

"Chen Qin Le Yin is willing."

It turns out that his name is Qin Leyin, Ming Shuiyun thought.

However, after a few seconds, nothing happened, and the back of Leyu's hand did not weave the seal of passing quarantine.

Ming Shuiyun was a little nervous: "Does it have to be near the Holy Sword Huiyao to take the oath?"

"If there is this restriction, then there is no need for your sword seekers to get the mark first, just let the sword seekers and the scabbard swear by the holy sword Huiyao." Le Yu said calmly: "Since the step is to seek the sword. The person who obtains the mark first, and then takes the oath, it means that only the scabbard and the sword seeker are enough for the oath ceremony."

"It should be that there is a problem with the oath. You just misappropriated Ming Shuangli's oath, but you are not Ming Shuangli. Ming Shuangli really hopes that Nieruo will fight for her south and north, but you don't seem to have this... idea."

"Ming Shuiyun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What ambitious ideals do you have? Tell me and ask me to help you complete it. This is your oath."

Ming Shuiyun was startled slightly, facing Le Yu's eyes that were as calm as a lake, she shook her head resolutely.

"I can't tell you."

"secret?"

"Before my dream comes true, it is a secret that I can't tell others."

"...It seems that I got a very personal card." Le Yu sighed: "Then like this, let me say something, you follow it."

"good."

"From now on."

"From now on."

"Regardless of good times or bad times."

"Regardless of good times or bad times."

"Rich or poor."

"Rich or poor."

"Disability or health."

"Disability or health."

"Are you willing to stay loyal to me until you die?"

"Are you willing to stay loyal to me until you die?"

Le language: "I am willing."

Ming Shuiyun repeated subconsciously: "I am willing."

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 there was no pain, Leyu didn’t know if it hurt or not, but he felt that the back of his hand was warm, and the palm of his hand seemed to be tickled. Overall, the service was good, and the Huiyao tattoo was trustworthy.

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

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

"nothing."

Leyu retracted his right hand, tore off the cloth strips of his clothes, wrapped his palm, and concealed the imprint on the back of his hand.

"Scythe and hammer."