Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 319 Love and Lust

Qiong An did not attack Xiao Yao, but gave him a seemingly fair chance.

This is good.

The remaining half of the giant shadow stopped moving and seemed to be looking here with interest.

Yu Luying finally managed to get up and watched the duel with a confused face.

Of course, we all know that fairness is relative and absolute fairness does not exist.

Driving a motorcycle against horseback riders sounds outrageous at first glance, but Xiao Yao thinks it's actually okay.

After all, this is a fight, not a race (horse).

Let her go as fast as she can, and it's best to kill her with my gun.

Xiao Yao thinks that the trajectory of motorcycles is actually a little more rigid than that of horses.

In particular, which direction the car wants to go is controlled by the rider, and Xiao Yao is confident that he can clearly see the action of turning the handlebars.

As a result, spears are also easier to hit.

and many more……

I……

I don't have a long gun.

Xiao Yao only had a long sword in his hand, and when he was sitting on the horseback, it didn't look so long.

Another disadvantage of the long sword is that it cannot pierce armor, but Joan is only wearing a leather jacket and has no shield-say thank you Joan.

It would be better if the spear appeared in his hand out of thin air at the moment before the two sides crossed each other, that would be fairer.

Of course, thinking about peaches cannot be used as a basis for formulating strategies.

One of his calves is seriously injured and he cannot sit upright on the horse at all.

Xiao Yao tried hard to recall the descriptions of the knight novels he had read.

In this case, even if he could stab Joan, maybe he would fly backwards due to the interaction of forces, and then land heavily.

All in all, it's not much different from jumping off a motorcycle at high speed.

Maybe I should just let go and throw the sword after stabbing the opponent.

Nu Kui started to run on a rare occasion, with the wind blowing from his hooves, and he completely lost the sick look he had just now.

Xiao Yao has already seen it since it took the initiative to rescue Shen Jie just now.

This guy is completely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

This was Xiao Yao's first time riding a horse, and he didn't know how to command the horse at all.

The reins are just for display, and it is rare for Ruo Kui to communicate with him.

Or, he and Don Quixote are in the same mind, and it is Lao Tang who is riding the horse.

Therefore, at the moment of meeting, he should also be able to trust Lao Tang's judgment and let his muscle memory play out.

The rare speed of Rongrong was getting faster and faster, and Qiong An also went from a small black dot in the distance to a close one in a few seconds.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand even tighter.

Joan's position appeared on her left side, her right hand holding the handle, and her left hand already waving the whip high.

Xiao Yao knew that the front of her car could emit nuclear thermal energy, which was very detrimental to herself.

He felt that Joan wouldn't be able to use it because it wasn't very honorable, but if he really believed that villains had honor and put his life on it, then his brain would be a bit weak.

Xiao Yao wanted to cut to Joan'an's left side, but he felt that there was a half chance that people and horses would be killed.

That would be a great shame.

If you swap the left and right hands of the shield?No, the left hand can't use a sword at all... The risk is too great.

But in this situation, the sword in the right hand could hardly hit the enemy on the left.

Xiao Yao panicked a little.

An emotion called fear begins to amplify inside.

This is not a turn-based game, there is no way for him to press space to pause and think slowly.

Instinctively, he bent down and let himself stick to Nuo Xinji's neck.

Xiao Yao and Joan An intertwined.

Joan didn't bump into him or spew nuclear thermal energy or anything.

Her whip hit Xiao Yao accurately.

Not only that, but the leather whip was wrapped around his stomach three or four times.

Xiao Yao lightly got up off the ground—no, off the horse.

Flying through the sky roaring at high speed.

It was like playing a movie in my mind, reviewing the wonderful life of these 16 years scene by scene.

Countless moments of joy, sadness, touch, pain, warmth, and regret.

He saw the half of the shield he threw out with his left hand, whirling and slicing flatly into Joan's neck.

Maybe it was because the broken surface of the shield was a bit sharp, or maybe it was Joan's high speed that added powerful kinetic energy to the shield.

Her neck seemed to have been cut off sharply like a sharp samurai sword.

Under the cover of the mask, the girl's pretty face soared into the air, with an expression of disbelief at the corner of her mouth.

On the headless body, the aorta at the broken neck spurted blood upwards, like a small fountain.

The whip in Qiong An's hand came out, so Xiao Yao did not hit the rocks on the rockery as she planned, but fell to a relatively soft sand.

The girl let go of her right hand holding the accelerator, and frantically scratched at the broken part of her neck with both hands, like a choked person, or like saying "where's my head"?
Xiao Yao's and Joan'an's heads fell to the ground at the same time, and the young man's helmet shattered into three or four pieces. The violent impact made him feel black before he could feel the pain, and he passed out in a coma.

The lesson of this story is that young people should not become "will-o'-the-wisps" just because they think it's cool, and whether they are riding motorcycles or horses, they should wear helmets in a standardized manner.

……

……

……

When he woke up again, the boy found himself lying in the girl's soft arms.

This feeling was a little familiar, as if lying in his mother's arms, and reminded him of the time when he went to Huinan University City, he fell into a coma on the bus, and when he woke up, he found himself lying in Shen Jie's arms.

What a memorable time, Xiao Yao thought.

However, what was different from that time was that Xiao Yao felt that the chest on top of his head... was a little flat.The young man raised his head and saw Yu Luying's face.

Shen Jie sat swaying next to Yu Luying, wrapped in Xiao Yao's white cloak, breathing heavily, and holding hands with Yu Luying.

The surroundings were still pitch black - was the shadow time not over yet, or was he unconscious for so long that it became dark?

Xiao Yao only got confused for a few seconds before he figured out the situation in front of him.

Movie time is still going on.

"Are you awake?" Yu Luying said, "Sister, Brother Xiao Yao is awake."

"That's good, that's good." Shen Jie's voice was very weak.She hesitated and reached out to gently touch the top of Xiao Yao's head.

Then, Xiao Yao, Yu Luying and Shen Jie turned their attention to the headless girl in front of the Holy Mother Mountain.

"Zombie?" Xiao Yao said, "Is it impossible to die like this?"

The headless girl was still wearing Joan's leather jacket, so she could tell who she was at a glance.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the ground with her left hand holding a plate with a human head on it.

Xiao Yao was horrified when he saw the face of the head clearly, he quickly turned his head to look at Shen Jie, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it scary?" Yu Luying didn't notice Xiao Yao's little move: "Seeing your head being carried on a plate."

Your own head?Xiao Yao felt confused.

"Is what you see my head?" Xiao Yao asked cautiously.

"Whose head is it if it's not yours?" Yu Luying asked inexplicably: "Sister, am I dazzled?"

"No," Shen Jie replied weakly, "It's Xiao Yao's, right."

Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao: "Could it be that you saw someone else? Who did you see?"

Xiao Yao prevaricated vaguely: "No, it's me——so what are we sitting here doing?"

"This... is... Sha..." Shen Jie broke out into a violent cough, and coughed up blood again.

"Shen Jie, are you okay?" Xiao Yao turned pale with shock and asked nonsense.

Nonsense, of course something happened.

"Sister, let me talk," Yu Luying took over the conversation.She seems to have only injured her leg, so compared to Shen Jie, she is very energetic: "This should be her real spiritual fortress, which is her final incarnation—Salome."

"Salome?" Xiao Yao's head was still in severe pain: "I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

Yu Luying said: "At that time, Herod, the feudal vassal, heard of Iesu's reputation, and said to his servants: "This is John the Baptist, who was raised from the dead; running on the body. ’ For Herod arrested John and put him in prison because of Herodia, the wife of his brother Philip, because John had said to him, “You must not possess this woman! "Herod wanted to kill him, but he was afraid of the crowd, because they all regarded John as a prophet. On Herod's birthday, Herod's daughter danced at the banquet, and pleased Herod; , Herod swore to give her whatever she asked for. After being instigated by her mother, she said, "Give me John's head right there and then on a platter! The king was very sad, but for the sake of the oath and the people at the same table, he ordered it to be given to her. So he sent someone to behead John in the prison, put the head on a plate, and gave it to the girl; the girl took it to her. Mother. The disciples of John came, took the body, buried it, and went to report to Iesu."

"Hey, raised by a female cousin." Xiao Yao commented: "Let me guess, this girl is called Salome."

"It seems that her name is not recorded in the Bible, it seems," Yu Luying continued to assume the role of Boss background commentary: "But people say that her name is Salome."

"I remembered," Xiao Yao said, "I seem to have heard somewhere that she is a well-known vicious witch, the originator of witches, anyway, I don't know about big witches."

"In the 18th century, this story was adapted into a play by Oscar Wilde," Yu Luying continued: "In the play, Salome was rejected by John when she proposed to her, and she was angry and asked King Herod to behead John. He took John’s head in his hands and kissed it, possessing John in this bloody way.”

"Ha!" Xiao Yao laughed loudly: "Isn't this just a yandere?"

"Therefore, Salome is also regarded as a symbol of love." Shen Jie added weakly.

"It's very interesting," Xiao Yao commented, "But why do you all know it so clearly?"

"What uncle said just now." Yu Luying told Xiao Yao.

"Which uncle? No, aren't your two uncles in the holy body room?" Xiao Yao said: "So this still doesn't answer my question just now - what are we doing sitting here now? Why not Go up and divide her into five equal parts? Oh, you two can't move, right?"

"They both tried," a male voice came from behind Xiao Yao: "Neither Queen Mary nor Cinderella could break Salome's defense - she is invincible."

"Wooah!" If Xiao Yao's legs were fine, he should have jumped up right now: "What the hell?"

The young man looked back with difficulty, and saw three or four people standing behind him. Yu Bo was wearing the white sacrificial cloak and standing in the middle, holding up a large, round and white holy statue wrapped in cloth. Yu Baolu stood behind his younger brother, holding a big umbrella above Yu Bo's head.

Luzia was naturally the one who supported the old man Yu Texuan.

Don't stand silently behind and scare people!
However, this method is very good, Xiao Yao thought.No wonder there are no shadows around here, they are all gone.

"Then how can I break her defense?" Xiao Yao didn't know who he was asking this question, or he was talking to himself.

Yu Baolu shook his head and said: "As far as I know, as long as you have a loved one in your heart and have lust for him, you can't attack Salome effectively."

Xiao Yao: "?"

"Only those who are pure and have a pure soul can activate their spiritual fortress and overcome Salome's defenses made of love." Yu Baolu explained.

"No, how did you know? You know so clearly?" Xiao Yao blurted out, "Then according to what you said, I don't have to try."

"I think so too." Yu Baolu replied.

"Having said that, let's give it a try, little friend." Yu Texuan said.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes and concentrated his attention.

"It's okay...?" Shen Jie said angrily, "Don't force yourself."

A phantom of Don Quixote leaped out from Xiao Yao's back, riding a 骽骍奇走, holding a spear steadily in both hands—so you have a spear! — charged towards Salome.

When the tip of the spear was about to stab the headless girl's lower abdomen, it was suddenly bounced off by an invisible barrier, and then broke in two. Xiao Yao's tiger's mouth shook, and blood flowed out.

"Ah, Xiao Yao..." Yu Luying exclaimed.

At this moment, Hairtail was wearing briefs and holding a communication device in his hand. He ran over in a hurry, followed by a girl wrapped in a red cloak.

Xiao Yao frowned. How did this guy wear the communicator while wearing briefs?

"Attack." Yu Boyan said these two words concisely and concisely.

Hairtail was obviously taken aback when he saw Salome. He looked at the head on the plate, then at Yan Xiao, then at the head on the plate, and then at Yan Xiao.

And Yan Xiao was also frightened to death. He turned his eyes away, not daring to look at the headless body.

"Hurry up and attack!" Yu Baolu urged, "Salome is channeling the shadow energy, if you drag it on, there will be a big explosion, and everything will be destroyed!"

"I... I don't know how to summon the fort on the shore," the hairtail stammered, "I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you when attacking at sea—can't I use my own fists?"

Everyone frowned and looked at each other.

"Don't worry," the hairtail said, "I'll feel the feeling again, look for the feeling."

"Third brother," Yu Baolu turned to Yu Bo: "I can't wait any longer, I can't delay any longer, has your fortress been restored yet?"

Yu Bo thought for a while, with a reluctance on his face, he carefully handed the Eucharist into Yu Baolu's hands.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Yu Texuan hurriedly took the umbrella from Yu Baolu's hand and held it on Yu Baolu's head.

"Let me try it." Yu Bo said.

(End of this chapter)