Chapter 148: The Eve of the Holy War (I)

The darkness will finally end its reign, and a glimmer of light will loom from the sky.

The sudden light stabbed Nightcore's eyes. Stopping, squinting, he put his hand over his forehead. After getting used to the light, he glanced slightly and saw the extremely depressed Seven Nights.

Seven nights and then look to the right, March is playing a hache, which is both cute and beautiful. And when her big watery eyes saw her, she bowed her head slightly, and her pretty face was embroidered with a beautiful red glow because of anger.

Seeing this, the night core secretly said that it was not good, and the so-called gentleman did not look at it, and unconsciously, he offended March again. In this regard, he was embarrassed and said:

"Ahem, that, it's dawn all the time! I guess everyone must be tired too, so we might as well go back to the hotel and rest first." As for the money, let's discuss it when everyone has enough energy!"

"Oh yes, yes, after a day and a night, we should go back and sleep well!" Qiye jumped three feet high, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he turned around and said excitedly to Sanba not far behind him: "As for you, you can go back to the hotel with me to sleep together!"

Sanba, who followed the three of them, kept a bitter face, and at this moment he was thinking in his heart: the three people in front of him knew the news that the three of them had become dogs, and the regular wizard Yexin used witchcraft to learn about it. This is what witches are best at, but I didn't expect Nightcore's sorcery to reach such an extent! It seems that she must be careful to carry out her plan.

When he heard Qiye screaming at himself, Sanba reacted, and he said stupidly: "Hah, no, I'm doing penance, can't I enjoy the joy of sheltering from the cold in the mansion." Also, I have some personal matters to take care of. ”

"Penance?" Ye Xin hesitated in his heart, he naturally knew a little about the penance of the swordsmen of the Sword Clan.

It is said that the sword is quenched and tempered thousands of times before it can be achieved, and people are like their swords, and the swordsman must first go through the penance of starving his body and skin, straining his muscles and bones, etc., before he can become a weapon, and the unity of man and sword can be a matter of course!

In the reverie of Qiye, Sanba handed his Yang Sword to Qiye, and he said sincerely: "Seventh Brother, my Yang Sword will be entrusted to you!"

The meaning of Sanba is obvious, he must not be able to live with everyone as an ascetic. And in order to ensure that he would not defect to the team, he did this: mortgaging his sword to Nanaya was undoubtedly the best way to express his heart.

"No need, little Sanba, I believe in you, because you and I are both swordsmen!" Qiye waved his hand and refused.

"That's right, since we are already a group and partners, we should trust each other!" Yexin also spoke: "Then, little Sanba, let's meet here again this afternoon and two days." ”

"Okay, thank you for your trust, then, leave it at that!" Sanhachi retracted his sword and said gratefully, his eyes clouded with a faint layer of moisture.

Between the words, only to hear the sound of "ding", Sanba inserted the sword of yang in his hand obliquely on the ground. After that, he held the Yin Sword in his arms and leaned his whole body on the Yang Sword. His eyes closed, and a faint snoring followed.

"Damn, this can do this!" Qiye exclaimed in surprise, expressing the shock in the hearts of the three of them.

"Let's go, let's go back and rest. Yexin said, although he was surprised in his heart, but what he needed more at the moment was sleep.

Yexin, who is known as "Sleepy Junxin", has broken the record today, and he has not slept for so long, so he naturally took a nap.

"Oh yes!" said Nanaya cheered again, and as he spoke, he galloped to the inn.

March was silent, but Mime also showed a look. After Seven Nights, she didn't want Nightcore to see what she looked like at the moment: she had just shed tears from yawning, and the tears would surely have taken away her elaborate makeup, even if it was just a simple layer of foundation.

"Sanba, what kind of person are you, and are you trustworthy?" Yexin didn't leave immediately, but looked back at Sanba, who was sleeping by the sword, and thought to himself.

Thinking back to the moment ago, he asked how Seven Nights persuaded Sanba to join the group. The answer is that Seven Nights took advantage of the threat of "Three Eight is Seven Nights' Sword Boy!"

That is, Qiye promised Sanba, as long as Sanba joins the "New Fengyue", he will not publicize Sanba everywhere as a sword boy. Moreover, Sanba can also get rid of the slave status of the sword boy and become his younger brother. In this regard, Sanba naturally does not need to call him the master.

In short, Nightcore is worried: Is the partnership built on this threat really reliable?

"Let it be!" said Nightcore, taking another nap before leaving.

And at the moment when Yexin turned his head to leave, Sanba's tightly closed eyes opened slightly, looking at Yexin's back being pulled by the rising sun, he sneered slightly, and said in his heart:

Naive sword man, do you really think that I will abide by the agreement and wait for you here in the afternoon? As you wish, since I have gotten rid of the identity of the sword boy, there is naturally no need to obey you anymore.

Foolish wizard, I don't want to fall into your clutches again, I don't want to be restricted from my freedom. Farewell, I don't want to see your ugly face again.

Forgive me for my betrayal, Your Majesty the Noble and Beautiful March, I dare not expect you to understand: I am a businessman, and I have a lot of things to do. I want to find the Blue Dragon Sword, I want to go to the most prosperous Snow Night City, to promote my MLM way!

"Of course, before I defect again, I have to celebrate first: take a short break!" Sanba, who had decided to escape, closed his eyes again with peace of mind after a firm sentence......

The sun finally began its moment of brilliance, and the new golden rays, like wild beasts escaping from the darkness of the night of the jealous beasts, roamed in every corner of the slave city, announcing their joy to the world.

It was half past one in the afternoon.

The bikini clothing store stands in a prime location on Slave Street near Snow Beast Village.

Today, it has reached the point where the owner wakes up with a smile in his dreams. Indeed, the faces of the sexyly dressed welcome beauties standing in front of the door have already cramped.

The reason is that from early in the morning, they have been putting on a standard smile, even if they are sometimes groped by guests.

And the boss at this moment: a big fat man with an obscene appearance is greeting the guests with a lewd smile on his face. If it were normal, he wouldn't be here. But these days are the days when the holy war is imminent, and it is the day when the beast costumes of the Snow Beast Village are on sale!

Just when the boss was busy, a welcome lady ran over in a panic and shouted loudly: "Mr. Wang, it's not good, something is wrong!