Chapter 237: Racial Secrets

Although Qin Yang hesitated, he also knew that on the battlefield, a moment of hesitation was sometimes not fatal, and he could not be distracted.

Seeing that more than ten people were divided into two groups, Qin Yang showed a satisfied smile on his face, and said, "Very good, then Sword Slave, you can greet this hero well, since he is so dedicated to the Lord, we should fulfill him, right?"

Although Qin Yang felt a little unbearable to do this, who let them have the fact of assassinating Qin Yang in front, and Bai Qingsong also admitted it in person that they wanted to drink Qin Yang's blood.

Everyone else wants to drink blood, and Qin Yang will pretend to be a saint in front of them.

didn't directly order the killing, just let the sword slave give him a small punishment, which is already considered benevolent and righteous.

But the punishment from the sword slave is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Suddenly, Bai Qingsong's mask fell.

As the mask fell, it was a handsome face, although Bai Qingsong would be about forty years old when he heard the voice, but this face was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Handsome, except that handsome is still handsome.

That doesn't change because he's an enemy.

But are they all good people who are handsome, and they won't do such things as assassination? So this matter has nothing to do with appearance, but the sword slave is still very angry: "What, you are really blind to your skin, you look like a little white face, and you actually carry out assassination?"

Syllable!

A mouth twitched straight over.

Bai Qingsong directly turned around twice in place before stabilizing his figure, and then directly covered his face with his hands, and at the same time began to look around, and finally noticed his feet after looking around, there was a pool of stagnant water under his feet at this time, and some blurry images could be printed slightly.

"My face...... Ahh

Nothing short of hysterical roars.

The sword slave would not have thought that he, a big man, would become so crazy because of this, is he a pervert.

Otherwise, how many normal men will care so much about their appearance, on the contrary, don't they all want to show their masculine side, this Bai Qingsong is good, and normal men are the opposite!

Of course, this is the understanding of the sword slave, and Qin Yang seems to be a little commonplace in this kind of thing, after all, on the earth where he lives before, things that are more disgusting than Bai Qingsong can happen, such as he didn't rub a layer of powder on his face, for example, he shouldn't be so perverted as eating only fruit every day.

So Qin Yang was thinking more, since this person cared so much about his face, if he let the sword slave only hit him in the face fiercely, would he immediately have a mental breakdown, this is what Qin Yang wanted to achieve.

Although there are their princesses among the remaining people, it can be seen now that this Bai Qingsong is their spiritual pillar here and now, and if they defeat Bai Qingsong, their team will be self-defeating.

With this thought, Qin Yang immediately ordered: "Sword slave, since he cares so much about his face, what should he do, he is willing to cooperate, you should know it in your heart." ”

The sword slave immediately made an OK gesture to show that he understood.

Although the era of life is different, the sword slave is the one who has been with Qin Yang the longest among all the attendants and servants, and the rest can be regarded as Xiao Rulie.

But the sword slave is a person who is particularly susceptible to infection, which is not the same as Xiao Rulie, who is not so easily disturbed by external forces.

It was precisely because the sword slave was affected by some of Qin Yang's usual small habits that he actually made an OK gesture at this time.

It didn't matter if he gestured, Bai Qingsong's face showed a strange expression: "Wait!"

"What? I haven't moved yet, you're scared, you little white face. ”

For people like Bai Qingsong, the sword slave is looked down on from the heart, so naturally there is no good thing waiting for him to speak. He said the previous words unceremoniously, and his eyes widened, if his eyes could also kill, then the eyes of the sword slave at this time were believed to be enough to kill him a hundred times and a thousand times.

The sword slave doesn't like him!

People he doesn't like, then of course he will express it directly, which is always the case with the sword slave.

Now that he heard Bai Qingsong begging for mercy and moving slowly, how could the sword slave be happy in his heart?

The task given to him by Qin Yang was to repair this Bai Qingsong fiercely, as for the things behind the task, he didn't bother to think about it, it was the boss's business, anyway, Qin Yang's decision was always right.

This kind of thought, fortunately, is just a subtext in his heart, if he really knows it to Qin Yang, it will be another reprimand.

And over there, Bai Qingsong saw the sword slave, so angry, although he was afraid in his heart, but when he thought of that legend, compared to the safety of the clansmen, even if he really died here today, what would it be, as long as the clansmen's spell could be lifted and returned to normal, any effort would be worth it.

So relying on his courage, Bai Qingsong asked: "May I ask Your Excellency......

Syllable!

"You're talking too much. ”

The sword slave doesn't talk nonsense with him, and he doesn't have time to drag the text with Bai Qingsong here, this Bai Qingsong is enough, even if he believes that the sword slave is the person they are looking for, but he doesn't come up to talk about things directly, but he has to drag the text, and he doesn't suffer much from this big mouth.

"No, I didn't mean that......"

Bai Qingsong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"What do you mean, little white face, no kind eyes!"

Syllable!

It's another mouth, in short, the next thing, that is, Bai Qingshan is wrong to speak, and it is wrong not to say it, this mouth is pumped by the sword slave, and it has been taken off directly.

But at this time, there was still hope in his heart, compared to the clansmen, he did care about the face that he thought was peerless, but compared to the clansmen, it was nothing.

At this time, Jian Nu Xu was also tired, and finally gave Bai Qingsong a chance to express himself.

Bai Qingsong said: "There has always been a legend in our department that the person who will make a ring finger is the person who will save us in the future. ”

"What are you saying, I don't understand. The sword slave was stunned for a moment.

At this time, when Qin Yang heard this conversation, he immediately came over and asked, "Can you be more specific." For example, what race do you belong to, and what happened? ”

Bai Qingsong immediately said: "We only tell the people who can save us, you can't! You are not. Because you're not the one who knows how to tie the knot. ”

Hearing this, Qin Yang couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, do you know that the movements of the sword slave were learned from me." ”

"Well, I learned from you, so ......"

Qin Yang nodded: "Haha, so can you say it now?"