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"you……"

Ning Ye looked at the scene in front of her and was extremely shocked.

Because the person who came was Li Ming, whom he was secretly competing with, and he didn't understand the other party's methods at all.

All he saw was that the Changye Sword, which was still clinging to his hand, was taken out of his hand.

The extremely sharp blade cut through Li Ming's finger, and a drop of golden blood slipped to the surface of the blade, and was absorbed instantly, followed by constant tremors, incomparable joy and... desire.

Li Ming witnessed it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Good guy, are you hungry?

In this way, Ning Ye was also unlucky.

He just happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation.

After all, the Changye Sword can also be said to be a similar existence to the Taiyi Sword Sect's patron saint. Under normal circumstances, it would not be so out of control.

Although there have been fatalities before, it was also some people who had no self-awareness who tried to take control of the Imperial Army by force, and the identities of these people were also somewhat unclean.

"That's all, I'm in trouble."

Li Ming sighed slightly, waved his finger, and several drops of golden blood fell.

At his level, a drop of blood contains powerful energy in his body, and it also contains his life information, which is very important.

Generally speaking, if you are not an extremely close person, it is impossible to reveal your blood.

Otherwise, what awaits you may be many strange and bizarre methods.

But the opponent is just a sword, so what bad intentions can he have?

"Zheng!"

The piercing sound of the sword sounded again, but it was different from the violent anger before. This time it was a little more joyful. At the same time, these few drops of blood were absorbed instantly again, but this time Li Ming unexpectedly discovered .

He seemed to have an extremely weak connection with the imperial soldier Chang Ye Jian.

The other party's strong joy was also conveyed to him.

And when he tried to understand more deeply, he could feel an unbearable killing intent and power.

"It feels like I just experienced it not long ago."

Li Ming suddenly thought of something.

Isn't this the feeling between him and Taishi Sword?

Although he cannot completely control it, he can transmit his thoughts to the other party, and the other party's thoughts can also be transmitted to him.

This is what happens when an imperial soldier recognizes a master who is not strong enough.

"No way?"

With a thought, Li Ming once again contributed more than ten drops of blood.

This amount even made his body ache.

His blood is more powerful than those of real dragons and other mythical beasts, and its life essence is extremely high. Every drop of blood can be part of his strength. If it is lost, he will have to spend time to replenish it later.

But for the imperial soldiers, his power was insignificant.

How could he, a small warrior in the heaven and earth realm, be so remembered?

It seems.

It values ​​"taste" and that possibility more than "quantity".

"what happened……"

Ning Ye looked confused, watching Chang Ye Jian circle around Li Ming like a child.

He completely forgot that he was on the verge of death just now.

"Are you OK."

Li Ming asked kindly when he saw that Ning Ye seemed to be awake.

"It's okay...but what are you..."

Ning Ye shook her head.

"If you want to thank, just thank your good brother. If he didn't ask me, I wouldn't be too lazy to save you."

Li Ming said lightly.

"Imperial soldiers are not simple things."

"……you're right."

Ning Ye subconsciously wanted to retort, but then she suppressed it and sighed.

Although he was full of doubts, Li Ming indeed saved his life, and his tone became extremely gentle without realizing it.

Anyone who knows him well will be stunned. This proud guy has finally met someone who makes him surrender.

"Xiao Ningzi, are you okay?"

Not far away, a voice of joy came.

It was Shen Qianqiu who rushed over immediately after seeing the storm subside.

"fine."

Ning Ye nodded, a little touched.

After thinking about it, this is what so-called good brothers are like.

Shen Qianqiu ran to Ning Ye, looked at her carefully, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a slightly regretful tone:

"It's fine if it's okay, but it's a pity. If something happens to you, maybe the sect will make greater efforts to train me."

"You guy..."

Ning Ye held her forehead and sighed.

With Shen Qianqiu's insertion, the atmosphere couldn't help but become more relaxed.

At this time, Shen Qianqiu also asked what Ning Ye had always wanted to ask.

"Brother Li...what's going on with the Long Night Sword Power?"

Looking at the Changye Sword, which was so powerful before, now it is sitting quietly in Li Ming's hands like a good baby.

In this regard, Li Ming could only tell the truth:

"You may not believe it, but it depends on me."