This is too uncomfortable for the unspeaker.

Qinghui sighed.

It's a response to what she said, but obviously I didn't listen to it.

I was afraid that she would whisper in her ear again, so I answered.

Qianka knew that he couldn't control this little overlord, so he didn't say much, and watched Qinghui walk to the side.

The illusion was broken, and Qinghui's figure naturally changed to what it was before entering the illusion, Qinghui, as a sword body, floated in the air, looked left and right, and didn't know what happened to that guy.

Thinking about flying forward a little bit again.

As soon as the illusion was shattered, probably because of the relationship between the corpses and bones, there was an indescribable faint smell of corruption around this small cave, but because of the relationship between the large Mengying grass, the smell was covered.

It's not that bad smell, but it's also quite weird.

When he looked at it, he didn't see the person who came in with him, Qinghui was puzzled, and just wanted to talk to Qianca, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression behind him.

That kind of strong aura, almost instantly, I saw the fighting blood in Qinghui's body.

The silver-blue long sword roared, and bursts of spiritual energy surged out.

Qinghui was excited.

She hadn't felt such a strong aura from anyone.

No, that guy Mingyue...... Maybe there is, but that guy is lazy, and she's still a little interested in fighting, and that guy just can't be interested in anything, so he always gives people the illusion of gentleness.

But to tell the truth, the sword belongs to the weapon that sees blood, and the sword spirit that is born, which one is not born in blood and comes from stepping on blood?

Most sword spirits are bloodthirsty and irritable, and even if they are disguised on the outside, their hearts are still inevitably bloody and perverse.

She is already considered to be an alternative and eccentric temper among the sword spirits, but that guy is even more eccentric than her.

It's just that the guy never showed this kind of toughness to her.

Although I don't want to admit it, the other party always fools her about fighting, but she just can't get him.

Qinghui had many thoughts running through his mind for a moment, and in the end, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

If that guy is in front of her at this time, she will probably pounce.

Thinking like this, Qinghui had already looked back quickly, and the aura around him exploded, sharp and piercing.

Then I saw the person who couldn't be found just now coming out of the shadows, because Qinghui's breath was too sharp just now, and the spiritual power was not limited by the contract between the two for a while, and a bloody mark was drawn on the other party's white and handsome face.

Bright beads of blood rolled down his cheeks, leaving a red streak.

The other party was originally extremely delicate, but he didn't show any femininity.

At this moment, a blood mark was added to his fair skin, and with his scarlet eyes, there was a bewitching beauty.

The black-clothed young man walked out of the shadows step by step, with a strong bloody aura all over his body, white face and crown hair, and an indescribable momentum, but there was no focus in his crimson eyes, and he instantly seemed to be a demon god.

For a moment, Qinghui was also slightly stunned.

reacted before muttering in my heart.

Why do you look so good?

Do you think that when you grow into the aesthetics of the Spirit Sword, you don't have to be beaten?

Hmph, Spirit Sword Master is not so easy to speak.

Coupled with this person's aura, Qinghui instantly flew towards him, but seeing that he didn't react, he paused, and still turned the sword body.

The hilt of the sword slammed down on his shoulder.

The face is too good-looking, so I won't hit it.