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This attracted the attention of the night ghost, who had just gotten off the eagle horse, and her concerned eyes slipped over in an instant, but she also knew that according to the realm and physique of the Linghu Absolute Spirit, it was almost impossible to get sick.

But she still carefully ran to the stream not far away, took out the water utensils from the storage ring, and prepared to boil the slightest coolness brought by the early spring into the night grassland so that Childe could give her heart a short time of happiness and satisfaction.

Linghu Jue helped to help Xiusi and Tusu to sit down in the leeward, and the two of them had already woken up, looking a little weak and tired. After Qiang Zhenjing and Ling Hu Jue chatted a few words, they retreated cross-legged to heal their injuries. Their injuries are not light, although their movements are basically unhindered, but they will have to do it with all their might, and it is estimated that it will take at least two or three days.

Kaino and Ciro picked up some dead branches and leaves and lit a bonfire, although it is taboo to light a fire in the night, but with the strength of Linghu Jue, this scruple is nothing.

Lei sat quietly cross-legged by the stream alone, like an old monk in his meditation, without a sound. But if you look closely, you can see that his fingers are moving rhythmically and regularly. This slight rhythm fell in the eyes of Kaino, who came over to wash his hands, and his face became solemn, as an archer, he knew better than anyone else that this rhythm was actually a variety of arrows, and the gesture performed at this time was not deliberate, but an unconscious reaction similar to instinct, you can imagine how many difficult tempering and how many trivial cao attempts it takes to develop such habits and reactions.

Linghu Jue walked over and stood beside Kaino, his gaze following Kaino's lowered gaze and falling on Lei's body. He said in a low voice: "He is strong. ”

Kaino nodded. The focus of his eyes was still on Lei. He replied thoughtfully, "Boss, he's the best archer I've ever seen." ”

Ling Hu Jue smiled slightly, looked into the distance, faced the wind, combed his hands back, and said in an unusually deep but firm tone: "I believe that one day you will surpass him." ”

Kaino smiled faintly and didn't answer. But there was a blazing light in his eyes. Although this light is faint and hidden, it gives people a deep sense of confidence.

There was a soft cough from behind. Kaino understood, and stepped back knowingly, helping Mans to barbecue some of the wild game she was carrying. Although these wind meat game are cooked, they will taste better if they are roasted over the fire.

Xue Zu approached, glanced at Ling Hu Jue, who turned his head, and moved to the other side, Ling Hu Jue followed, and walked out of Shizhang. Xue Zu glanced back at Mansi, who was busy, and said in a deep voice: "This girl is not simple. I'm afraid it's a legendary weapon warrior?"

Ling Hu Jue was a little puzzled, he didn't understand many of the words that came out of Xue Zu's mouth in the past few days.

Xue Zu frowned and explained: "The weapon warrior is a unique way of cultivation in the legend. The warrior sacrifices himself to the mighty demon warrior. ”

"What?" Ling Hu didn't wait for Xue Zu to finish speaking, and immediately his face changed dramatically and exclaimed. It wasn't the first time he had heard of the word sacrifice, and this way of sacrificing himself to gain great power still bore scars in his heart at the moment, and he didn't want the same pain to happen to Mans.

Looking at Ling Hujue's expression, he knew that he had misunderstood, Xue Zu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, after listening to this emperor, the weapon warrior is not as terrible as you think." Although this kind of sacrifice is also a contract for the soul, it is only after the death of the warrior that the soul becomes a tool spirit. ”

Linghu Jue was a little determined, but he still said with some palpitations: "Xue Zu, then you mean that as long as Mansi doesn't die, it's fine?"

After pondering for a moment, Xue Zu said in a deep voice: "It can't be said that the soul of the warrior was already controlled by the Demon Martial Arts when the contract was completed, and there was nothing wrong with it, but if there was any special change, it would be difficult to say." That's why this samurai is also called a slave. ”

Ling Hu Jue now somewhat understood why the mental connection between himself and Mans had been broken, and the reason might be this, his face was cold, and he immediately turned around. As if knowing what he was going to do, Xue Zu grabbed him and said in a low voice: "It's too late, just after the battle, this emperor sees that she has completed the contract, and the reason why this emperor sues you is to remind you that if there is any change in the future, you must also deal with it calmly." Moreover, you'd better not ask her now, the completion of this kind of machine spirit contract will have to pay a heavy price, this emperor sees that her breath is unstable, it is estimated that it will not be long after it is completed, and it will take time to calm down and adjust her mood. ”

Hearing Xue Zu say this, Ling Hu Jue calmed down, staring at Mansi's busy figure, and his heart was sad. He knew that Mans's escape was by no means as light as she herself said, and that something must have happened that allowed her and the Dark Sword to complete the so-called machine spirit contract. His eyes became more lonely and miserable, and he knew that no matter how much he asked, Mans would not tell him the truth, without a word of complaint, and reported good news and not bad news, this was the deepest feeling that Manse had given him since he followed him, and it was also the place that made him feel the most indebted and reluctant.

"Do you know what the magic force in her body is? Xue Zu raised the question that he was really interested in, after the contract is completed, there are not many contract magic weapons that can let the weapon slave directly promote the king, and most of them are famous magic weapons in legends.

Ling Hu Jue forcibly endured the sadness that rose from regret in his heart, and said forcefully: "It is the sword of the late Marshal Barros, called the Dark Holy Sword. ”

"Dark Holy Sword. Xue Zu muttered in her mouth, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she couldn't find this name in her memory bank. But she is not surprised, in order to cover up their true body of demon martial arts, powerful weapon warriors often take other names, so even if the same magic weapon falls into the hands of different weapon slaves, it will basically have different names.

Seeing Xue Zu frowning and thinking deeply, although Ling Hu Jue was depressed, he still described the appearance and style of the Dark Holy Sword in detail, but this description was not of much help to Xue Zu, after all, what Ling Hu Jue had seen before was not the true body of this demon martial art.

Xue Zu didn't dig deeper, and when she reached her realm, her eyes were relieved and she knew that there were too many things on this continent, and she was afraid that even if she searched all the classics, she couldn't see one or two. After a few more whispers, there was already a shout from Ciro in his ears: "Boss, Xuezu, come and drink hot." ”

Linghu Jue just wanted to move, but his thoughts in the spirit platform shook slightly. The heartstrings also moved. Qi'er stopped and said, "Xue Zu." You go first, I still have some things to take care of. ”

Xue Zu comprehended the slight chin and went straight forward. Linghu Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thought floated in the spiritual platform: "Sisi, are you awake?" The moment he rode the eagle horse, Sisi in his body fell into a coma again, but this time the coma was different from the last time, it was a process in which Sisi's spiritual consciousness controlled the body. So he's not worried.

A clear thought came, but it was only a slight hum, as if there was a sense of saying something and stopping.

Linghu has walked too much and has become extremely sensitive, and this time, he became nervous again, and said hurriedly: "Is there something wrong?"

As if he had been silent for a moment, Sisi's thoughts floated: "No, Brother Ah Jue, I'm fine." I just paid a visit, and I'm already a high-level demon lord. ”

Inside the altar. Linghu exhaled a long sigh of relief, and said with palpitations: "That's good-." ”

"But?" Sisi became squirming, hesitating with a hint of shyness and throbbing.

"What's wrong?" Ling Fox's heart became up and down again, and he didn't have the calmness and wisdom of the past at all.

The shyness in that thought became even stronger, and in the extreme apprehension, Sisi's thoughts also became like a gossamer, as low as a mosquito language: "Brother Ah Jue, I may have grown up." ”

Ling Fox's reaction was unprecedentedly sluggish, and he didn't even comprehend it all of a sudden, and muttered, "Grown up?"

Infinitely shy, Si Si Ying sighed. But this cherry blossom roar entered the Linghu Lingtai, as if it was a thunderstorm falling from the nine heavens, and the "boom" exploded in the Linghai, and there was a Daigo-like Qingming straight into the Lingtai, and he blurted out: "You mean, you have become the same as the Night Ghost." ”

"Hmm. "Sisi's thoughts are already weak and inaudible, and what is clearly discernible is the affection contained in the thoughts, which is an extreme trembling pleasure, a heartfelt tenderness.

Similarly, Ling Hu Jue was also shocked, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in now, as if the spirit platform had turned into nothingness in an instant, and his mind had fallen into the underworld in an instant. There is a feeling of vanity and unreality. Almost empty, he muttered, "Grow up, Sisi grows up." ”

Sisi's feelings were keen, and in this cry like a lost soul, she felt a strong and fiery affection, which made her happy and bold, and said softly: "Brother Ajue, I have grown up, but I am so afraid, I am afraid that you will not like the way I grew up." ”

This sentence is so afraid, this sentence is afraid that you don't like it, so that Linghu Jue woke up in an instant, and a wave of blood surged into his heart, surging and agitating, almost roaring in the spirit platform: "No, Sisi, no matter what you become, you are my favorite, favorite Sisi." ”

The spiritual platform is echoing, and the aftermath is endless, as if stirring the heroic feelings of the man, as if telling the oath of the love of heaven and earth, and diffusing a sincere and firm spirit that even if the world has no eyes and the years are ruthless, he will hold the hand of the son and roar the sky.

This outpouring of true feelings moved Sisi, the last time she was saved in the spirit platform, she did it unconsciously, and she didn't hear Ling Hujue's heart at all. But at this moment, she understood, it was clear, compared to physical growth, she felt that she was really growing up now. The voice was like a cry, with a hint of affection: "Really? Brother Ajue, is this true?"

The intense impulse was followed by a deep tremor. A moment later, in the Lingtai, the voice of Ling Huju's thoughts was like the bell of the cold temple in the middle of the night, with a clear and clear meaning: "Sisi, I understand this parting of life and death, you are the only lover I want to protect with my life." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white light rose from the spiritual platform, and a slender back loomed, and slowly turned around. When the inward-looking gaze suddenly reflected that face, Ling Fox's gaze seemed to be captured by a strong bright light, and he couldn't move a trace of it. This is a beautiful angel-like, fairy-like woman, thick black hair waterfall naturally drooping on her shoulders, those familiar watery eyes, the style is hidden on the top, like a straight nose carved from white jade, with a reddish and small mouth, slightly upturned lips, two deep dimples looming, the figure is very graceful, the skin is as fair as mutton fat jade, without any flaws, as if all the Zhong Xiu in the world are gathered on her, that beauty, that quiet elegance, that elegant, I am afraid that the world's top painters, it is difficult to depict one or two。

Especially now, those tearful beautiful eyes, with the affection and joy hidden in the waves, silently watching, the rhyme, makes people tremble.

"Sisi. Ling Hu Jue shouted, and for a while, the entire spiritual platform was chaotic and empty, as if it was crowded with too many things, and it seemed to be a blank.

The extremely beautiful woman's whole body shook violently, and she let out a long moan, and in a sad and distressing charm, her lips were half-opened, and she murmured, "Brother Ajue." ”

This familiar voice gave Ling Hu Jue a fiery and intense shock, he couldn't believe his ears, was this true?

The white light trembled, and the beautiful figure drifted away, and in the faint and flickering, a slightly apologetic voice came from Sisi's fatigue: "Brother Ah Jue, it may be that my spiritual sense has been away for too long, and it will take a while to fully control the body, so I will sleep again." ”

Linghu Jue just wanted to answer, but there was already silence in the Lingtai, but it was this silence that made the corners of his lips ripple with a bright smile that he had never seen before, and when he opened his eyes, the strong light contained in his gaze almost made people dare not face it or face it. Even the temperament on his body has changed slightly, if the tough temperament on Ling Hujue's body is still a little immature, then the arrogance and self-confidence in his body now have become natural and impeccable. Even with the pure crystal heart in his body, it burst out with a thousand millimeters of light, colorful and overflowing, different from the previous mutations, this time the light was shining for a long time, it seemed to have encountered some bottleneck, struggling in the gorgeous.

But Linghu definitely didn't deliberately pursue anything, he knew that this was the power of love, love may make women weaker, but it definitely makes men stronger.

With such an unfinished smile in his heart, he walked towards Xue Zu and the others, but as soon as he took a step, a high-pitched wolf howl had faintly come. The howl was long and terrible, as if it was crying, and then the sniffing and roaring of the wolves rang out one after another, and it followed closely like chao water, forming a terrifying and terrifying music.

The crowd sitting around the bonfire was also alarmed, and they all stood up and looked in the direction from which the sound came with a complicated expression. (To be continued)