"Kite!"

Just a few steps away, Yu Jinjiang used light power for the first time in such a small house.

Qu Ling Kite looked weak, and the pain caused fine beads of sweat to ooze from her forehead, and her face was full of horror.

"Doesn't this skill come with a pain waiver?"

She has always been afraid of pain, her well-carved facial features are wrinkled in one place, and she complained to Yiling, and she couldn't tell if she regretted it for a while.

She only knew that after this incident, Yu Jinjiang would completely tear her face with Shi Ran, at least so far Shi Ran has not had time to explain the matter of Yu Pei.

"If you attach pain relief, you may be free to hurt yourself. Yiling pursed his lips.

Pain, it can make human beings feel painful, but it is not a kind of protection, leading people to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Yiling's thoughts were surging.

He hadn't seen a tasker who had taken the initiative to hit the blade of the sword.

The previous bound taskers are all more upright, and they will also set up the female partner, but they will not go around in circles and borrow the hand of the male protagonist to deal with the female partner.

Push people into the abyss step by step.

In fact, these tasks do not necessarily have to use the so-called "green tea" means, Yiling only said that in the first place just to abduct Quling Kite.

The previous missionaries, if it were in the modern era when the law was severely constrained, they would simply ignore the ending of the female partner.

The point is to snatch the male lead, isn't it?

If it is in this kind of martial arts world, most of them will choose to end the female partner with their own hands, raise and fall with their hands, simply and neatly, and then turn around to attack the male protagonist.

But there are drawbacks.

At first, the male protagonist's feelings for the tasker were not deep, and he may not even have a high affection for the female partner.

Whichever side makes the first move will undoubtedly be the one who suffers.

Opinion increases slowly, and even a sharp decrease in opinion is possible, and the most intuitive result is that the task time is extended.

This is the meaning of the existence of the system, it can bring convenience to the tasker, and ensure that the tasker has a certain ability to reverse the situation even when the favorability is drastically reduced.

But what about the kite?

There's something different about her.

After wearing so many worlds, most of the female partners who passed through her hands died, but no one was ended by her own hands...

The worse the ending of the female supporting actress, the higher the reward.

So she's also the one who's been the fastest on the mission so far.

Yiling felt that even without the system, she would not necessarily lose...

No matter what he thinks, Qu Lingyu's current situation is very unoptimistic in Yu Jinjiang's eyes.

If the sharp blade hurts the internal organs...

Not daring to think about it, Yu Jinjiang's face was gloomy and terrifying, he picked her up, tapped the ground with his toes, and rushed to the medicine hall.

In this process, there is no afterglow left for Shi Dye.

The door was wide open, and of course he didn't have time to close it when he left.

The air on Mount Hua was still so cold that it made people shiver.

The cold image seems to have eroded through the skin, and it enters the blood vessels along the exposed fingertips, and slowly flows into the heart...

Shi Ran was still holding the blood-dripping sword, and the bright red liquid fell to the ground along the blade, so dazzling.

Finished......

Finished......

All she could think of was those two words.

When he came back to his senses, the blade was no longer bleeding.

Throwing the sword away, she quickly chased after the medicine hall.

Qu Ling's wound had already been treated, and she leaned against the makeshift bed in the medicine hall, her eyes half-squinted.

The long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the cold white skin seemed to glow with a faint halo in the dim light, pale to the point of almost transparency.

Yu Jinjiang looked frightened, she seemed to dissipate at the touch of it...

Fortunately, Lang Zhong said that her life was not in danger, but the wound was a little deep and needed to be cultivated.

The door was pushed open, and the dye steps were slightly messy, and the hair was messy with the wind.

The action of opening the door brought some cold wind to the house, and Qu Lingyuan moved unsteadily, and then opened his eyes, and there was no essence in his pupils.

"Senior brother!" she shouted anxiously, but she didn't know how to explain the next sentence.

Yu Jinjiang was unexpectedly calm: "Close the door." ”

He tucked the corners of the quilt for Qu Ling's kite, and uncomfortably untied his cloak and draped it over her chest.

As if nothing had happened.

The more he is like this, the more bottomless Shi Ran's heart becomes.

She gritted her teeth: "It's obvious that she hit my sword herself! Senior brother, you have to believe me!"

At this time, how easy is it to talk about trust?

Yu Jinjiang's facial contours were cold and hard, he still didn't have any expression, and he didn't talk, and his dark eyes were only on Qu Ling's body.

Qu Lingyuan glanced at her in a daze, and Douda's tears fell from her eyes without warning.

Then, she stubbornly turned her neck to the wall, as if she didn't want to see Shi Ran.

At times like these, no words are worth as much as tears.

Shi Dye was hysterical, looking a little crazy: "You are still pretending, pretending to be pretending! If I knew that you were so thoughtful, I should have ended it a long time ago..."

"Shut up!" Yu Jinjiang finally interrupted her in anger, his voice was urgent and heavy, and the chill emanating from his body could almost freeze Shi Ran from his toes to his hair.

So far, what she thinks in her mind is that she should have ended the kite a long time ago?

He couldn't see it.

What exactly does Dye think?

Why did that gentle and virtuous woman become like this in a short period of time? Is it because the master died?

Or is it in her nature, now... I just can't cover it up...

A vicious chill rose behind him, and Yu Jinjiang looked at Shi Ran with a very strange look.

It's like looking at a poisonous snake...

He should have known about it, didn't he?

From the day those hideous bruises appeared on the arms of the iris.

From the day Ling Kite said, "Sister Shi is so good, Daddy is the head, so many people like her, everyone listens to her".

But after years of getting along, he got used to dyeing well, and he went through many doubts to confirm this fact.

Is it the cost of an injured kite?

But if he hadn't forgotten the sword today, would the kite be dead?

Yu Jinjiang didn't dare to think about it at all.

As if he were holding some disgusting object, he took out the jade pendant he was carrying on his body and threw it to Shi Ran.

"Found from Zhao Qi," he pulled out a sneer, his index finger pointed to the door that was not closed at all, and his voice was soft and cold, "Don't explain, I won't listen, now, immediately, get out." ”

Shi Ran hurriedly took the jade pendant, and his body shook heavily.

Yu Jinjiang still didn't give her a look at all.

It's hard to imagine that the junior sister who sees each other every day hides vicious thoughts like poisonous snakes everywhere.

It is hard to imagine that the person whom Master entrusted to him on his deathbed could be so unbearable.

Everyone hates deception, and looking at Shi Ran, he only feels disgusted now.

The disposal of dyeing is not in a hurry.

She is the daughter of the former head of the house, and this identity is destined to be difficult to move her.

Epistles, drunkenness...

Qu Ling Kite was still lying weakly on the bed.

There's got to be a good way to make the dyeing pay the price.

Perhaps knowing that he had no hope, Shi Ran turned away in despair, holding the jade pendant tightly in his hand.

Why do things keep drifting away from her design?

Is she planning, or is she being led by the nose?

It's a chilling question.