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Oblivious to the pain, he still grasped the blade of Wan Qiu Jian with his hands. The dark red blood dyed the black robe dark red, and he taunted with great interest, “It’s been over three hundred years, but you still make no progress, you idiot.”
Wan Qiu Jian: “!”
Yin Xuezhuo: “But if you have a bit of talent, you will not fall into the hands of that fool.”
Wan Qiu Jian: “!!!”
Glancing at Shao Bai, he finally said the harshest ridicule, “An idiot deserves to fall into the hand of a fool, it’s really a good match.”
Wan Qiu Jian: “!!!”
Wan Qiu Jian, which was detained in his hand, became more irritable as it was mocked. It turned from its initial aloofness to become a crazy sword. Despite the obstacle, it scratched his palm all over, like a shrew in the market.
On the other hand, Yin Xuezhuo became more and more pleased as he enraged it, and he had a kind of smile that showed goodwill. The smile was very flat, almost sharply written. “Laozi is looking down on you, I’m going to give you a crooked head”.
Ji Yan: “…” He simply looked silly.
Didn’t he just agree to come over to have a look? Now why did this sword fight with the Demon? Will he die if he doesn’t play hard to get? Did he know he was bleeding?!
Ji Yan’s palm hurt so much that she felt numb, but at this moment it was not known whether Yin Xuezhuo’s blood all over her body or not. The pain did not take away her sanity. She held her hand and felt the internal organ also tingling.
It’s too uncomfortable.
It meant Yin Xuezhuo was also uncomfortable, but he still looked calm and comfortable, which only made Wan Qiu Jian fight like a primary school student. Ji Yan very much wanted to spit on him — would you die if you don’t show off, and believe he would be a ghost in the future.
A while later, the sword and the demon seemed to be a bit exhausted. Yin Xuezhuo’s face became pale and more transparent, and the sword didn’t have the killing aura at the beginning.
In fact, Wan Qiu Jian was actually very clever that without Shao Bai it was impossible to kill Yin Xuezhuo, so countless times it turned its direction and targeted Ji Yan only to be interrupted by Yin Xuezhuo every time.
Yin Xuezhuo’s poisonous tongue could make the other side crazy, especially with that scornful look.
He was very capable of just hanging “you count as a ball when you step on a horse” on his face, and letting a sword become like this.
Finally, the fight ended with Shao Bai’s movement.
Sensing that Shao Bai was about to come out of the illusion, Yin Xuezhuo’s eyes darkened, and he no longer wanted to entangle with Wan Qiu Jian. Wan Qiu Jian also stopped hanging on a tree for a while.
Ji Yan just stared fixedly at the sword and always felt that this sword seemed to be relieved as if it actually didn’t want to fight for a long time, but just did it with Yin Xuezhuo because of the face.
Ji Yan: The temper of this sword is so familiar.
If it’s what she thinks, then did Yin Xuezhuo’s bad temper follow from Wan Qiu Jian? Sure enough, education from an early age is indispensable, and it has been affecting this generation in vain, which is simply a crime.
She was still slandering on the side and was suddenly picked up by Yin Xuezhuo, and fled quickly.
Ji Yan left there unscathed. After fleeing some distance, she still felt she was dreaming. Yin Xuezhuo glanced at her coldly. Perhaps he had just fought with Wan Qiu Jian, his eyes were still cold. As if returning to the time when he didn’t like her. “It’s just a mere sword, why do you worry about it?”
Just as he finished, he suddenly snorted, and a few drops of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, staining his lips red and bright.
Ji Yan: “Damn, can you stop being so strong? You’re all bleeding.”
Getting a face slap, he didn’t make any sound.
She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve with a sigh, trying to wipe the blood from his lips. While wondering why doesn’t she feel pain when he vomited the blood just now, it didn’t seem like a simple injury.
Just as her finger was inches away, Yin Xuezhuo whisked a step back. His eyes suddenly became very red, and the wings behind him appeared again.
Ji Yan:? ? ?
She just stared blankly behind him without blinking. Yin Xuezhuo tilted his head, saw his wings, and fell silent.
He retracted his wings belatedly, lowered his head, and Ji Yan tiptoed to wipe the blood on his face and lips: “What’s wrong with you…” She asked with a frown.
Yin Xuezhuo didn’t say a word.
He changed his previous arrogance, his dark and moist eyes looked at her, and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing this, she became more and more puzzled.
However, the top priority was to leave here quickly. She put away the kerchief, hugging his waist: “Yin Xuezhuo, let’s go back first.”
Saying that, she waited for him to take her to fly.
In the end, after waiting for a long time, Yin Xuezhuo stood there without moving. His dark eyes looked at her, and the two were speechless, and looked at each other in silence.
One second.
Two seconds.
It was so quiet that only the wind blew up the leaves.
Feeling puzzled, Ji Yan asked, “Why don’t you fly yet?”
His body stiffened for a moment, and after a long while, he pulled her off his body, held her soft palm, and said uncomfortably: “Walk back.”
Walk back?
Did he know how big Liuhua City was when riding on a horse? Now he was talking about walking back?
After staring at him for a long time, she finally said with a serious face: “Yin Xuezhuo.”
“Did you excerpt your power too much that you can’t use your spells now?”
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