The sharp edge against his chest was retracted an inch.

Sevi understood that this was an omenous action before Jue's hand, and his face was very calm when he closed his eyes, but the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly.

What does it feel like to die?

It's ridiculous to say that he was a little nervous, and in the hundreds of years, there were countless humans and bloods who had been killed by him.

It can be said that his pursuit of great power is paved with human bones and blood powder.

Their Simor clan was able to gain strength through blood, and he didn't have a trace of guilt in his heart for the guys who were taken by him.

Dedicating oneself to the experiment is valuable and supreme honor for them.

During this time, he heard the most begging for mercy, the fear of death had made them lay down their dignity, and the pitiful worm said the most humble words, praying for his sympathy.

But what awaits them after all is the cold surgical equipment and the same cold contempt and indifference.

He was accustomed to death, to the withering of countless living beings in his hands, and every time blood stained his hands, the pleasure in his heart reached its highest peak.

Sometimes, he thought.

Is it for the power of blood, or simply for the pleasure of slaughter?

Servie grew tired of the mediocre subjects, and day after day he faced the humble, frightened faces, their pleas became dull in his eyes.

The excitement was gone, and he was distressed.

Until one night.

He saw those eyes that symbolized great strength in the basement of the Nophil blood clan in the small southern city.

The blood in his body began to boil, and the imminent desire to conquer began to rekindle, clamoring for him to include this top-level blood clan named Jue in the test subject.

The supreme test subject, who had been searching for a long time, finally waited for him that night!

He collected everything about Jue, and after learning that Jue did not belong to the secret party alliance, that kind of excitement is still fresh in his memory.

Using all the information, he took the opportunity to get close to the red-haired Bloodline woman, the Bloodline who was most likely to help him achieve his goal.

He was glad that the female blood clan named Claris was a simple-minded fellow, easily supposed, and he tried his best, unscrupulously, and even put down his arrogance to please her, just to use her to lure Jue here.

In those days of play, Loris was even moved, and this kind of behavior is simply stupid as a person who tries to become a leader.

A blood clan in the camp of an old enemy, doesn't she have a trace of defense? deserved to be hacked by his own people in the end, and he was saved from ending this dispensable dewy relationship by himself.

In the face of rights, interests and desires, feelings are the most useless things, even stumbling blocks, and her death is completely self-inflicted, self-defeating, and has nothing to do with him......

Well, now he will soon experience the feeling of Loris being annihilated at that time.

What does it feel like to be pierced through the heart by a sharp sword?

What does it feel like to die?

The underlying fear in his heart was mixed with the excitement of the unknown, which made Sevi laugh untimely.

"Tell me, what other words do you have?"

Jue's removed sword didn't rush through Sevi's ugly heart, he stared at Sevi who was kneeling on the ground below, and his tone was cold and calm.

Jue's opening cut off the complex emotions that rose up in Sevi, just like the displeasure of being suddenly disturbed when he was enjoying something, he frowned and raised his head: "What nonsense, do it!" It is my honor that I would rather die under the sword of a bloodline as powerful as you. ”

As he spoke, Sevi stared at Jue's indifferent face and laughed out loud as if he were out of control, like a deranged madman, who could still laugh when he was dying.

"Boss, let's do it! This insidious and cunning guy is a scourge to stay in the ranks! ”

Yuke looked at Jue's sword blade, which had not moved for a long time, and spoke anxiously.

Ronsen, who was beside him, also put his hand on the hilt of the long knife at his waist, and looked at Sevi viciously: "Don't dirty the boss's sword, let me do it!" ”

Galo looked helplessly at Yuke and Lenson, the two little idle guys, motioned for Elk to stop Lenson, and said: "What Sevi did is unforgivable, but after all, it is a conflict between Lord Jue and him, let them solve it themselves." ”

"But ......"

Before Yuke finished speaking, he was dragged away by Galo, and Lenson snorted coldly, and also stayed away with Elke temporarily, leaving room for Jue and Sevi to be alone.

"Let's do it, it's my own fault, I'm defeated!"

Sevi knelt on the ground and looked up at Jue, his expression was as flat as water, as if he looked down on life and death. Under the embarrassed appearance, he still has that arrogant attitude.

"As you wish!"

Jue stared at him condescendingly, and with a movement of his wrist, Sevi closed his eyes again, waiting for the unforgettable feeling of death.

With the "snort" sound of the sword blade piercing into the flesh, a bright red was sprinkled on the withered yellow grass, and the sharp sword body was visibly stained with red, and it was sliding down the smooth and sharp blade drop by drop.

Sevi opened his light purple eyes in pain, and a deep furrow between his eyebrows was furrowed, and unwillingness and anger gradually became in his eyes.

He looked sideways at the blade of the sword that pierced his shoulder, and looked up angrily at Jue: "I don't need your mercy!" Kill me! ”

Jue's purple-gold eyes still ignored him with a little disdain, and the hand holding the sword pulled back: "I'm not pitying you, for me, you still have some use, kill you-" After a pause, Jue lowered his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, and continued, "It's a loss!" ”

More blood was drawn from Servie's shoulder, soaking his sleeves and dripping into the dirt as he clenched his fists, pain or anger condensed between his eyebrows.

He just stared blankly at Jue's breezy appearance, watched him calmly wipe off the blood stains on the sword, reinserted it into the scabbard in a chic and neat manner, took a step, and turned around......

"Get up, it's time for you to atone for your sins!"

Sevi raised his head in disbelief, looking at Jue's back as he gradually moved away, and there was an urge to follow in his heart, as if in an instant, he felt that the meaning of his existence was about to change.

Standing up without taking his eyes off his head, Sevi followed his thoughts, ignoring the bleeding wound on his shoulder, which was not a cause for him to heal soon.

The most important thing now is what Jue said - it's time for him to atone for his sins......

"Boss, he's ......"

Yuke, who was watching not far away, turned his head to look at Rensen.

I saw that Lenson looked downish and directly chose to accept such a result.

Garlo looked at Sevi, who was intact and could still move, and his face softened, as if this kind of ending was also what he wanted.

Only Elke looked confused: What happened? What am I missing?

Han Qingluo, who was sitting in the corner of the square, saw all the processes from a distance, and in the face of Jue's choice, she was a little surprised and even didn't understand at first.

But soon, she understood Jue - their team can only be more than less, Sevi's ability is not bad, but he is a little more cautious, and now that he has failed miserably, his self-esteem must have been frustrated.

How could he endure such a shame if he was as arrogant?

Jue returned him with a sword, just as he leveled the previous sneak attack, although I don't know what Jue said to Sevi, looking at his dejected appearance, he shouldn't be able to turn over any storms for the time being.

He is a smart person, what to do, how to choose, there may be a certain answer in the bottom of his heart in the future.

From a distance, Han Qingluo saw Jue who had successfully retreated and walked towards him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up an arc of appreciation, thinking: He is worthy of being my bloodthirsty boyfriend, with a domineering spirit, and his strength is detached and very low-key!

"Are you feeling better now?"

After seeing Han Qingluo's bright smile, the worry in Jue's heart disappeared, and his face as cold as frost was now as warm as a spring flower.

He squatted down, stretched out a hand to hold Han Qingluo's hand in the palm of his hand, and raised the other hand to stop next to her injured ear, looking at the pinna of the ear where the blood had already congealed with tenderness, and his tone was full of distress and guilt: "Does it still hurt?" ”

His gentle appearance instantly captured Han Qingluo's heart, his blue eyes full of affection stared at his handsome and cold face, shook his head slightly, and replied softly: "It's okay." ”

Jue moved his gaze to her face, smiled warmly, withdrew the hand on the side of her ear, lowered his head, his lips opened lightly, and the fingertips attached to his lips were bitten by him, oozing a little blood.

There was a cold and moist touch from the pinna, and Han Qingluo obediently let Jue treat her wounds, using blood to heal her wounds, he had done it to her many times.

Presumably, a long time ago, Jue had actually reassured her, right?

Thinking of this, the corners of Han Qingluo's lips couldn't help but rise up, and a sense of happiness filled his heart.

When he raised his eyes, he was greeted by his sexy Adam's apple, resolute chin, and his focused appearance was like a fruity wine, which made Han Qingluo intoxicated.

The tip of the nose is wafting with the fragrance of ginger orchids, which is simply a sweetener in the finishing touch of rich love, and at this moment, a fragrant picture of falling down appeared in Han Qingluo's mind.

She couldn't help but let out an imaginatively lewd laugh, and shyness had already flown all over her cheeks in the form of a flush.

Jue stopped what he was doing and looked at her in front of him: "What funny thing did you think of?" Can you tell me about it? ”

He withdrew his hand, the wound on his fingertips had long since healed, and he arched his body expectantly, his chin resting on his arm, level with Han Qingluo's line of sight.

Wow, he's seducing me!

Seeing him for the first time with a cute appearance, Han Qingluo lost his mind for a while, his mind was hot, his head poked forward, and he tasted the fragrance first.

The warm lip flap was attached like a dragonfly, and the soft touch made Jue's heart throb for a moment, and she was stunned for a moment, and she grabbed her head in the opposite way, and went up naturally, so as to "punish" her naughtiness.

"Ahem!"

The four single dogs looked away unnaturally.

"Oh, you say it's a nice night!"

"Well, it's not average!"

"Look, it's really good!"

“……”

Only Galo was silent, smiling lightly and narrowing his eyes.

Leaning against the stone pier under the sculpture in the square, Sevi looked at the two people who were sticking to each other not far away, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, mixed with a trace of imperceptible envy.

After only one glance, he quickly lowered his head, landed his gaze on the arrows scattered in the middle of the square, sighed, took a step, and bent down to pick them up slowly.

After a shallow taste, Jue finally let go of Han Qingluo with satisfaction, looked at her shy little face and slightly opened her small mouth for gasp, and hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction: "Tell me what you were thinking just now?" ”

Seeing a hint of banter flashing in his eyes, Han Qingluo raised his hand and squeezed his fist in disgust: "I hate it!" ”