Lowering his eyelashes, the complex emotions in his heart made Han Qingluo's brain mess up, and he didn't know what to say in order to relieve the guilt in his heart.

The faintly painful palm, every muscle tremble, made her brow frown slightly, and after she recovered her senses, even the pain became more and more intense.

The double torture of psychology and physiology made Han Qingluo feel that every second was as long and painful as a century.

Staring at the slowly reddening gauze, she remembered for a moment Jue who was far away in Venice, and if this time it were, he would not hesitate to cut his hand and use his blood to heal her wounds.

She was always well protected by him, very well, from the beginning to the present......

Actually, did she get enough?

"You don't have to blame yourself, this little injury, I'll just rest for a while."

While she was pondering, Kim walked up to her side at some point and took the initiative to ease the atmosphere.

Han Qingluo raised his eyes in response, looking at Jin's calm face, and the guilt in his heart still couldn't be calmed: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you like this." ”

Jin smiled slightly, and deliberately changed the topic: "You can deal with the injury first, if Lord Jue comes back and sees you like this, it's time to ask me, and when the time comes, you have to speak for me!" ”

Jin's words opened Han Qingluo's heart, and she was also amused by Jin's pretended grievance, nodded again and again, the gloom on her face was swept away, and she couldn't help grinning: "Okay, good, good, I'll speak for you!" ”

Seeing that her mood eased slightly, Jin took out his medicine box and put it in front of her: "Then I'll go out for a while, and you can deal with it yourself." ”

"Good!"

Han Qingluo smiled slightly and nodded.

……

The long Christmas Eve finally ushered in the dawn of dawn.

The hustle and bustle of the small town of Venice is also coming to an end.

In the early morning, with the hazy sky and cold wind, the group of blood clans who were imprisoned in the prison were finally released.

Soon, the news that the holy weapon was taken away reached the ears of the seven elders, and the entire secret party blood clan exploded, and this holy weapon that was finally recovered was taken away by the demon clan.

Within the secret party, the restless elements who existed early immediately began to attack the demon party with this matter.

The leader of them is Bruch's Hull, who reprimanded the incompetence of the demon party, watched the demon take away the holy weapon, and even suspected that the magic array set up by Norton was a useless virtual thing, and even more hateful, he also told the conspiracy theory that the demon party and the demon clan might secretly collude.

Listen to Hull loudly give them the devil and put a trumped-up charge.

Thinking about Christmas Eve, with so many dead and injured clansmen, Jue could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and slapped the table, which shook the table and startled all the elders present.

"You haven't seen the tragedy of last night, so you're not qualified to speak here."

His cold eyes lifted, staring at the dumb Hull for a moment, and there was forcibly suppressed anger in his cold words.

Then Jue moved his gaze and glanced at the other elders: "Your secret party has not made a contribution, I have not spoken out to hold you accountable for the time being, I am already very merciful, I think, if the secret party is self-aware, it should find a way to make up for the loss of our demon party and those allies." ”

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the onlookers were silent and did not dare to speak.

"He is worthy of being the leader of the Demon Party, and he has courage!"

On the side, Nan Li'er couldn't help but lean towards the day and muttered in a low voice.

Day smiled helplessly, the wife he chose, the observation point was very special, and echoed a "um".

It was also the first time for Zack to see Jue so angry, and he couldn't help but be a little more interested in this often cold man.

"However, the problem now is that all the holy weapons have been taken away by the demons, how to solve this?"

"Don't worry, our boss worked hard to get one back!"

Faced with the other party's question, Yuke immediately responded, with a proud face.

As soon as these words came out, all the blood clans present breathed a sigh of relief, and they were curious about which one it was.

At this time, Norton stood up and looked at the secret party's blood clan with disdain: "In view of the fact that the secret party is inconvenient to move and is easily affected by the outside world, this holy weapon will be handed over to our demon party for the time being, and your secret party has no opinion, right?" ”

"Opinions!" Hull unsurprisingly refused, "Have you forgotten the alliance when it was originally an alliance?" ”

"You secret party messed up the plan, you should be ashamed, if it weren't for our boss's action, I'm afraid the demon clan would have taken the all-holy weapon and destroyed the world!"

Yuke spoke first, his face was filled with righteous indignation, although his words were a bit exaggerated, but the first half was indeed the truth, if the secret party could be more vigilant, it would not fall for the tricks of the demons, and the demon party would be left to support it.

The other party is still a demon with a holy weapon, and its strength can be imagined.

In the face of Yuke's accusation, Hull was still unconvinced, and wanted to refute it, but was interrupted by Lauren, who had been silent on the throne for a long time: "Okay, Elder Hull, don't complain anymore, the two parties of the Demon Secret are the two sides of the friendly alliance, our purpose is the same, whoever hands over the holy weapon to keep it is the same, since the Demon Party is confident that it can guard the holy weapon, then I will leave it to you for safekeeping!" ”

Since it was Grand Elder Lauren who spoke, the other elders had no opinion, and the elders of Simmore had been dealing with Norton of Tsmissy for so long, and they were also supportive of the Demon Party, and he also wanted to have more exchanges with Tsmisi about magic.

Lauren came forward to express his position, even if Hull was not convinced, he could only give up, who let him not sit in the position of the Great Elder in the Seven Elders Organization.

After dealing with the issue of the ownership of the holy weapon, Jue and his group of five blood clans embarked on the journey back to the land of Kroya.

Norton remained in Venice as a representative of the Demon Party, and joined the experimental team to study the characteristics of the Demon Race with Elder Schiller of Simmore.

returned to the base camp of the demons with the rest of his troops.

Border.

Inside a forest cave.

St. Stark, who had fled from Venice, and his casual envoys took refuge in it.

Stark, who had half his arm cut off, was even weaker, leaning against the stone pier, his broad black robe hiding his fatigue.

"Lord Saint King, the living creature is here!"

At this time, the Great Sage Envoy, who had gone out in search of new creatures, captured a fawn.

He raised his eyes and motioned for the other envoys to leave, then left the fawn in the cave.

As if smelling death, the fawn trembled with fright, stared at a pair of big eyes, and froze in place.

In the darkness, a withered and shriveled hand slowly reached out to the fawn, and dragged the fawn into the darkness with a single "swish".

Outside the cave, the wailing of the fawns and the greedy sucking of the fawn could be clearly heard.

When all the sound had subsided, the six envoys stepped into the cave.

At this time, Stark regained his vitality, the wound on the severed arm was gradually healing, and the strip of cloth stained with black blood had already been untied by him and thrown aside at will.

Under his feet is a fawn that has been sucked dry, compared with the previous figure, it has shrunk several times, looking at that appearance, I am afraid that I will not be able to squeeze out half a drop of blood.

"Congratulations to the Holy King, reclaiming the holy weapon!"

The Great Sage Envoy bowed his head and shouted.

The rest of the messengers followed his cry and bowed their heads in the highest reverence.

Wiping away the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, Stark's head hidden under his hat raised slightly, and he glanced at the holy envoys in front of him: "Our campaign is not over yet, and the holy war has to be postponed." ”

The six holy envoys, who didn't know why, still hung their heads, not daring to say a word.

Stark's hoarse voice continued: "The Sacred Soul Ring has fallen into the hands of the enemy with my holy body, and you need to help me take both back!" ”

"Yes!"

When the six holy envoys heard this, they received the order in unison.

"When is the next lunar eclipse?"

"Honorable Holy King, it is estimated that the next lunar eclipse will be in the middle of July next year."

The Six Holy Envoys responded.

Stark bowed slightly, muttered for a moment, and muttered, "Then play with them a little longer." ”

——

Fifth day after the end of Christmas.

The Bevo estate received a letter from Venice.

Taking the envelope, Han Qingluo saw the familiar red seal on the cover at a glance.

Happily clasped in his arms, protected like a baby, trotted all the way back to his room.

Closing the door and bringing a stool, Han Qingluo sat by the well-lit window, carefully ripped off the seal, and took out the stationery in the envelope.

Unfolding the letter paper, the handwriting came into view, and at the beginning, she received the blessings and thoughts between the lines.

"Merry Christmas, dear Lo!

It is a pleasure to write to you on this special occasion to send my sincerest thoughts.

It's snowing here, it's beautiful, just like your beautiful purity and kindness, in fact, I want to say that I miss you.

I hope that this Christmas Eve, you will be happy and never have troubles.

Love your Jue. ”

Although it was only a few lines, she had already felt the strong love expressed by Ke Jue.

Although there was only a letter, Han Qingluo finally had a place to vent during this period of loneliness, she cherished the letter and put it in the cabinet, and the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't be stopped.

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise outside the window, and it seemed that a guest had arrived.

Han Qingluo closed the cabinet and poked his head out of the window curiously......

"Hello, gentlemen!"

Outside the gate, Jue and his entourage were leading the panting horses to the stables in the manor, when they heard a high-pitched female voice and looked forward.

I saw Han Qingluo, who was dressed up and had the temperament of a noble lady, walking towards them with a smile, and his expression was a joy that could not be hidden.

I saw that she was wearing a plain skirt with an open collar, a lace jacket on her shoulders, and a bun of hair at will, which fell on the side of her chest, and her whole body was full of youth and vitality, and all the male blood clans stared at her.

"Ahem!"

At this time, Jue deliberately cleared his throat, and the others reacted, and an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, leave this horse to me!"

Yuke glanced at Jue meaningfully, took the reins from his hand, and the others also took a step ahead of Jue and left the scene.

Looking at the four figures who had left their acquaintances, Han Qingluo couldn't help but purse his lips, and after a while, he moved to Jue, his blue eyes were shining like stars, and he stared at Jue in front of him: "You're back!" ”

Jue smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm back!" He deliberately changed his black eyes, and his eyes were full of Han Qingluo's figure, she is so beautiful today!

"Let's go! Let's talk back later! ”

He stretched out his arm to her, Han Qingluo grabbed it, and the figures of the two leaned on tightly, very sweet.

The first thing Galo returned was to visit his deceased wife in the garden and then to his father's residence, Yuke and Ronson wandered around the manor, and Sevi returned to his homeland.

Night is approaching.

The Bevo estate was filled with laughter, and the shortcomings of Christmas Eve were made up for on this night.

They talked and laughed, remembering the past, all the happy memories, remembering that special Christmas Eve and Christmas Day......