(Second update to ~~)

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Through the faint warmth from his fingertips, Yu Lingzhu couldn't help but imagine the heat on his body, once again burned to his cheeks, and the crimson that had just faded covered his face again, like a ripe red cherry, petite and lovely.

However, no amount of warmth could hinder her sense of touch.

"Click, click. ”

Yu Lingzhu casually tapped it with her fingernails, and there was a hard and crisp sound.

So she knew for sure that it was the piece of armor on Yang Fan's chest that protected him and protected him from being harmed.

But...... This piece of armor looks a little familiar.

Yu Lingzhu couldn't help but lean closer, wanting to distinguish the material of this breastplate more clearly.

As she got closer, the first thing that came to mind was how could this breastplate have a seam?

I saw a long plate-like warm slat, in which thin seams were inevitably exposed, and I could vaguely see the owner's chest protected under it.

The crimson on Yu Lingzhu's face, which had not yet faded, surged up her face like a tide again, and she suddenly sat up straight like an electric shock, not daring to look at it again.

"Wow-"

The two aspens on the side of the street had already lost their heads and turned yellow, leaving only countless bare branches reflecting a special luster, straight to the sky.

This is like a sharp sword with a cold and shining handle, after being forcibly pulled out of all its scabbards, it still stands unyieldingly and silently, piercing the sky, expressing its inner dissatisfaction in its own way.

But what Jade Lingzhu noticed was another aspect.

The wind is blowing.

She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Yang Fan again.

He didn't mean to wake up.

The cold wind blew through the branches, swept through his hair, and over his robe, tugging at the miserable garment on his chest with strange and changing sounds.

Yu Lingzhu's face was once again covered with two thin reds, like the bottom glaze of porcelain, half-covered and half-transparent, which was very good-looking.

It's just that the thoughts in her mind at this time are far less beautiful than the color on her face.

Should I tidy up his clothes?

The wind was so strong that he was injured and fell unconscious, would he be sick?

Or just put on a coat for him?

But his clothes weren't so tattered.

If Captain Liu and the others come over, how should they explain all this?

Yu Lingzhu gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind and decided to tidy up his clothes.

After all, it's better not to talk if you don't explain it to them.

However, when she leaned over to pull his clothes, she saw a conspicuous notch in the breastplate, which should have been immaculate, quietly imprinted in the middle of one of the smooth slats.

It's like a soybean-sized one, shallow pit.

......

Liu Hu in the alley watched the overwhelming strips of pale green true qi in front of him, shooting at a speed that he couldn't understand, fast or slow, forward and backward, towards his front and all the paths that could change his body.

No matter how loud the momentum is, it can't change his expression in the slightest.

Because all the true qi in front of him exuded a light and elegant wind attribute aura.

No wonder it's so fast.

It's just that after this blow, he didn't have the true qi that he could condense anymore, right?

Liu Hu's eyes flashed with a bit of contempt, and he raised his hand without hesitation and drew his sword.

"Boom!"

The dazzling crimson light flashed in an instant, and the light radiated for a while was even brighter and more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

"Groan—"

In the alleys of the red light, the mysterious dragon roar resounded everywhere, and the sound shook all over the world.

"Sneer......"

In an instant, a continuous stream of strange sounds sounded, loud or small, strong or weak, those menacing Dao Dao Light Qing True Qi were all annihilated and dissolved under the countless sword qi around them, but they couldn't stop the Red Dragon Sword's advance in the slightest.

"Aang!"

The low dragon groan suddenly became high-pitched, responding to the indomitable sword aura in the alley, and swept towards Liu Hu.

Wang Haiquan smiled miserably, and had no heart to resist.

He originally thought that he had used the True Qi that had taken him half a day to condense and mixed with the Yuan Qi that had not yet had time to refine the True Refining Yuan, and relying on the speed that he was proud of would be able to hurt Liu Hu to some extent and delay him for a little time.

With that little time, he can cross out of the alley behind him and take the beautiful girl who only has the realm of boiling skin hostage, and maybe he can escape.

But who would have thought that all of his own was stimulated by a special technique, and the mixed attack of True Qi and Yuan Qi that shot out was actually broken by that person's sword.

What a strong sword.

What a strong man!

Wang Haiquan admitted that he had lost his eyes.

Not only is that sword a good sword that is not ugly, but people are also strong hands in the Qi Induction Realm.

"Boom-"

Just when he thought he was going to die like this, the countless sword rays that covered the sky suddenly stopped less than a finger away from him, and all the echoes in the alley were the violent explosion sound that suddenly stopped because the sword momentum was too fast.

It was just a simple sound of air explosion, mixed with the sound of the window lattices in the courtyard walls on both sides being suddenly shattered and exploded, and this roar sounded a little mixed.

So when this slight "hissing" sound sounded in the treetops at the end of the alley, it seemed to be inconspicuous.

"Whew!"

Even the sound of a knife skimming through the air didn't attract anyone's attention.

Except for the parties.

Wang Haiquan saw that Liu Hu had no intention of killing himself, and was about to find a way to commit suicide, but was instantly swept by an inexplicable but sudden invisible attack.

"Whew!"

The fragile artery on his neck was suddenly torn open with a wide wound, and the vitality that had just soared up because he had just been promoted to the Qi Refining Rank was surging out along with the endless blood flowing in his body, instantly shooting into the air at a height of three meters.

The thin transparent blade that had been stained with a few traces of blood after slashing through Wang Haiquan's neck dissipated in an instant, and the scattered blood stains attached to it also fell to the ground suddenly, and finally merged with the thick floating soil, stained into a mass of black-red blood droplets, and rolled down from the top of a piece of rubble.

Throughout, the drop of blood remained in the shape of a complete droplet, never wetting the gravel in its path.

The Qi Refining Rank, whether it is the initial Qi Cultivation Realm, or the Qi Gathering Realm that begins to distinguish between a true Qi Practitioner and a body cultivator, is already a top figure who is "Qi Rushing to the Sky, and his blood is like lead and mercury".

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There is a lecture in the academy in the evening, and tomorrow's chapter is at three o'clock in the afternoon...... I'm sorry.