Butterfly Xiaoyue of fairy couple's love

Chapter 1232
With hatred piercing to the bone, the sword had to be fired on the string, there is no doubt that the effect was immediate, and it was aimed at the throat!

Jing Shu turned pale in shock, and shouted in horror as she saw the demon sword go through the air.

"Sister Hongzhao, be careful next to you!"

Hearing his voice, he looked back in the future, only to see that the sharp edge cleared the way, and when he got up to avoid it, the tables and chairs suddenly fell apart.

With lingering fear in his heart, Jun Ci came to Hong Zhao's side, seeing that the corner of his shoulder was cut by the sword energy, his face darkened.

"It seems that this is aimed at me."

Hong Zhao pursed her thin lips and remained silent, her face full of gloom.

"This breath...how could it be him...after all, he still found it."

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. She knew that sooner or later the residence of the elder brother would be exposed, but she never thought it would be so soon, and she came here to kill him. This is simply unbelievable!
"Elder Brother, be careful!"

Turning back and pushing Junci away, he immediately fell into the present moment, spun in the air and shuttled through countless sword lights, and landed lightly.Gently twirl the long fingers to control the sword.

It's a pity that when I touched my hand, I felt that this sword was different from the past, and it was oppressed almost out of control.

"How could it be like this?"

Although Hong Zhao was astonished, she still concentrated on trying to place the force that was trying to resist her, but she didn't want to suffer a more intense backlash. During the hard work, blood stains spilled from the corners of her lips.

Jun Ci's body was shocked, as if he had never expected the situation to be so dire, and immediately stepped forward, trying to help her restrain the sword, but was shot flying by the purple thunder that appeared from the demon sword itself, knocking down the shelf beside her and vomited red.

"Big Brother!"

Hong Zhao turned her eyes to look at him worriedly, fearing that his current body would not be able to bear this at all, so she hurriedly shouted.

"How are you, Junji?"

"Don't worry... you won't die, it's just that the wound has been torn open again."

With a pale face, Junci clutched the wound on his chest tightly, watching the scarlet infection gradually expand, he immediately ordered a few big acupuncture points.

"I wanted to help you, but I didn't want this piece of scrap iron and the bodyguard of Tianlei."

"It wasn't supposed to be..."

Hong Zhao choked up halfway, his expression changed several times but he couldn't ignore the anger in his cold eyes, which gradually spread like a prairie fire.

She was born of the Demon Sword and came here to bond with it.Besides him, only she can control and guide.However, the fact is right in front of our eyes, and this method has also failed.

Whether the reason behind this was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, she no longer dared to think about it, and she didn't want to dwell on the right and wrong.

She really doesn't want how much regret and disappointment she will have in the future.

In the midst of resentment, the most important thing is to solve the immediate problem.Thus, under the piercing gaze, Hong Zhao swiped the two fingers of his right hand out of thin air towards the tiger's mouth holding the sword, and the blood of the sword spirit's yin energy was drawn and flowed continuously to the sword body.

After the originally restless demon sword was attracted by blood, the surrounding thunder was restrained and disappeared.Spread your palms horizontally, and the long sword will automatically return to its place, and it will be carried behind your back.

Things are finally over...

However, at this moment a hurried figure entered from the door, seeing the sporadic blood spots on the feet of the person in front of him, he immediately understood what she had done.

"You don't hesitate to hurt yourself for him, do you know..."

Unexpectedly, the moment the quick shadow shifted, a resounding slap came down, making the visitor's tongue numb and his head buzzing.

Hong Zhao stared at him sternly, growling in dissatisfaction.

"You are the least qualified to judge what happened today! Zhuge Jinqing, how long are you going to do whatever you want!"

(End of this chapter)