Sizzling—

The dark green light and shadow of Niruo's body blew over his wound like light smoke, and healing was completed in a few breaths. The dark green glow emitted by the ruptured mask became more and more fierce, almost illuminating the nearby woods!

boom!

He stepped on the ground heavily, and the light and shadow on his body seemed to be twisted and fell by gravity, and it was like a tight bowstring bent sharply. The light burst and did not burst out at any time like a flood storage. The strong sense of depression made Ming Shuiyun lose his ability to resist directly and could only sit on the ground in a daze!

Dong!

With a light sound, Mingshuiyun only saw a dark green displaced phantom piercing the sky. However, the next second, Niruo had already jumped behind Leyu, slashing towards Leyu's neck like an executioner. The cherry dragon with a long sakura sword was almost about to penetrate into Leyu's flesh and blood!

Cherry Dragon Sword Dance·Turn!

Seeing that the red-haired man with great momentum was about to leave the stage before he was handsome, Ming Shuiyun could hardly help but exclaim, but the sudden darkness drowned all her thoughts.

"You chose the worst angle." She heard the man say, "Backstab is the rhythm I know most."

Familiar? Familiar with others' back-punching? Or are you familiar with... being back-punched by others?

Just in the few seconds when Ming Shuiyun was distracted, several sounds of flesh and blood rolling in the darkness, and then Ming Shuiyun felt that he was being splashed with water on his face.

When the darkness disappeared, she saw that Niro had retreated to the branch five steps away, his limbs and torso were covered with bloodstains from biting out with bare hands. The cracked mask covered all his expressions, and the dark green glow that flew in the cracks of the mask seemed to reflect his mood.

However, compared with that, the Redhead was even more serious: a tragic knife mark was cut from the left shoulder to the right chest. If the knife was cut deeper and more, the Redhead might have been divided into two halves now.

Ming Shuiyun subconsciously wiped the water marks on his face and found the bloody flowers splashed by the red-haired man.

Blood flowed along his arms, falling drop by drop into the soil of the Vientiane, gradually gathering into a river, like the countdown of life in an hourglass. His clothes drooped, revealing snow-white skin and ugly scars engraved on this snow-white body.

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

Even though she was ready to die, seeing this hideous and cruel fighting scene still brought great impact to Ming Shuiyun - she couldn't imagine what it would feel like to slash her with the knife, it might be painful to death?

However, the red-haired white snowman didn't shout, his knees didn't soften a little, and he still stood in front of her in a fighting posture, looking at Niruo on the treetops calmly, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito.

This is...her scabbard.

Sizzling—

The dark green glow healed Niru's injuries at high speed again. In less than a few seconds, he completely stopped the injuries on his body. The wounds that were bitten by Leyu also grew granulations and kept healing, making a beeping sound, which seemed particularly terrifying in the dark green light.

Is he a monster? He can heal so quickly after being injured so seriously? How could he have beaten this?

However, Niruo just looked at them quietly for two or three seconds, then turned around without any nostalgia, and disappeared into the forest of all things in the darkness.

"It should be fine."

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

Having this judgment, Nirō really lost his mind?

Leyu is now very suspicious of the fact that he will lose his mind if he wears the mask of madness for a long time: not to mention Neruo's combat instinct is still excellent, just Niruo retreats decisively when he sees him using the veil of dispute, let Leyu feel that his reason is always online.

Rather than saying that it is losing one's mind, it is better to say that Nirō takes the place to kill the enemy in the name of "I can't control myself" - I am already a madman now, so it is reasonable for me to kill all the other sword-scavengers and sword-seekers?

Ming Shuangli is also easy to guess. The kindness of a woman must be her weakness. In other words, the sword seekers who are currently participating in the sword hunting battle have more or less useless kindness - they have never seen the cruelty of life, have never been beaten by reality, and have been well protected by life. This is the greenhouse flowers.

Leyu does not discriminate against them, he also wants to be a greenhouse flower, but reality and life always attack him without giving him a chance to breathe.

Generally speaking, it is not their turn to fight for the throne, the children in the ivory tower, but the other ruthless people have all been exterminated because of their own killing and self-elimination. Therefore, the battle for the throne has become a game of roosters, and the rank has dropped from professional competitions to the Bronze War.

Because of the summoner's level, Swordsman became their coach, but the status of both sides was not equal - the sword seeker is now the boss of Swordsman, and he will be the emperor of Swordsman in the future. If you dare to slaughter, just wait for the emperor to be recorded in your small notebook!

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

It is easy for people to forgive others’ mistakes, but it is difficult for others to forgive others’ mistakes.

Especially the correctness of others proves one's own mistakes.

No matter how good their relationship is now, it is useless. Time is the most powerful destiny. Once the relationship changes, resentment arises, then all the thorns in the past that are not worth mentioning in the heart will sting and the former vows will turn into passing clouds.

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

And Nie Ruo told Ming Shuangli in advance that the mad mask would lead to madness, which seemed very clever.

First of all, Leyu estimates that the Mask of Crazy will really affect the mind, but the degree of influence will be different, otherwise it will not be named "Mask of Crazy".

Then, after wearing the mask, Nirruo could refuse to obey Ming Shuangli's orders in the name of being "crazy". As long as the result is good, Ming Shuangli would definitely not resent him when he was. After all, everything is the fault of the Mask of Crazy.

It can be seen from this that the sword sheath is really difficult to make, and it also meets the value of the sword seeker and provides the emotional value needed by the sword seeker. Not only do you have to share hardships and hardships now, but you also have to prepare for the future to share wealth and honor together.

Just as the music was thinking, a timid voice came from behind: "Then, that..."

He turned his head to look at Ming Shuiyun who was kneeling obediently, paying 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 conduct the oath ceremony first."

"good."

Because Leyu was sitting on the ground resting, Ming Shuiyun didn't dare to stand up and look down at him, so she knelt beside her, reached out and hesitated slightly, and blinked at Leyu's red hair.

Yes, do you need to touch your head during the oath ceremony? The oath ceremony between Niruo and Ming Shuangli just now was not just touching their heads, but was simply half-kneeling down to propose marriage, which was very exaggerated.

But Leyu was not interested in being touched by a teenage girl's head. He was not holding a cicada Chenchen.

"It should be enough to shake hands."

"Maybe...?"

Ming Shuiyun held Leyu's hand and felt very smooth and tender, as if he could twist out water, not like a warrior's hand at all. Although he wanted to scratch his palm and try it, Ming Shuiyun could tell the difference and immediately said, "Will you swear to respect me as king in this life and use your blood to entrust me to my border?"

"I am willing to be a qin and Leyin."

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

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

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

"If there is this restriction, you don't need to obtain the mark first. Just let the sword seeker and the sword sheath take the oath next to the Holy Sword Huiyao." Leyu said calmly: "Since the step is that the sword seeker first obtains the mark and then performs the oath, it means that the oath ceremony only requires the sword seeker and the sword seeker and is enough."

"It should be that there is something wrong with the oath. You just misappropriated Ming Shuangli's oath, but you are not Ming Shuangli. Ming Shuangli really hopes that Nirōruo will fight for her, but you don't seem to have such...thinking."

"Mingshuiyun, what are your grand ideals? Tell me and ask me to help you complete them. This is your oath."

Ming Shuiyun was slightly stunned. When she met Leyu's calm gaze, she shook her head firmly.

"I can't tell you."

"secret?"

“It’s a secret that I can’t tell others until my dream comes true.”

"...It seems that I have drawn a very unique card." Leyu tweeted: "Then, let me say something, you can follow it."

"good."

"From now."

"From now."

“Whether good or bad things are good or bad things.”

“Whether good or bad things are good or bad things.”

“Wealthy or poor.”

“Wealthy or poor.”

“Disable or healthy.”

“Disable or healthy.”

"You are willing to be loyal to me until death?"

"You are willing to be loyal to me until death?"

Music: "I do."

Ming Shuiyun subconsciously repeated the reading: "I do."

The golden silk thread stretched out from the back of Mingshuiyun's hand, like a picky embroidery master weaving and inscribed on the back of Leyu's hand. Because there was no pain, Leyu didn't know whether it hurts, but he felt that the back of his hand was warm and his palm seemed to be tickled. Overall, the service was good, and Huiyao tattoos were trustworthy.

When the light disappeared, they reached out to look at the marks of both sides.

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

"nothing."

Leyu took back his right hand, tore off the cloth strips of clothes to wrap the palms, and hid the mark on the back of his hand.
Chapter completed!