Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

The disciple's hands were stretched out evenly, and the three big characters of "life and death" stood on the paper, and there was a bit of exaggeration between the lines.

Ruyi glanced down, not knowing who wrote the life and death form, she just felt that the words on it were careless and scribbled, as if she was sure that she would fail and die.

"Master." A little disciple next to him called out, and handed over a writing brush stained with ink.

Thick ink is stored at the tip of the pen, ready to drip.She took the pen and flicked her wrist inadvertently. Such a thin hair was about to sign her life and death. She felt that the pen in her hand suddenly became heavy.

With a wrong movement, the ink from the tip of the pen dripped onto the form with a bang, and a dot of ink was blurred.

For Yu Ruyi, such a thing as life and death has never been a fun thing. The last time I saw this thing was at the martial arts conference on the top of Kunlun Peak.A certificate determines life and death, it's very child's play.

Unexpectedly, she signed the certificate of life and death, but everyone except her died...

She stretched her hand out of the umbrella, and the tip of the pen absorbed the rainwater, making it fuller.

She neatly wrote the word "Ruyi" on it.

The rain dilutes the thick ink, and the color is extremely light, as if written with tears.

The disciple took the certificate and the pen, took off the umbrella, and let Ruyi hang out in the rain again.All they care about is the life and death certificate from the beginning to the end.

Song Zhuoqun looked at Ruyi's certificate and nodded with satisfaction: "After signing the certificate, we can start."

"Where's your certificate? Since it's a life-and-death certificate, both parties must have a share." Ruyi was facing Song Zhuoqun, her chin was slightly raised, her eyes were firm, and the rain ran down her temples, making her face a bit colder means.

different...

Bai Qinghan clearly felt that Ruyi was different.

After signing the certificate of life and death, she seemed to be more steadfast and cold. She put away all the softness and peace, and put away all the mischievous and shyness of the little girl. What she showed on the outside was all stubbornness and unyieldingness.

Song Zhuoqun was taken aback, then laughed to himself: "Do I need to sign too?"

All the disciples of the Qingyun sect also let out a burst of bustling laughter.

Song Zhuoqun squeezed out four words between his teeth: "Beyond one's own strength."

Although the words were very light and light, they were heard by Ruyi.

Ruyi was not angry, and still said calmly: "If I hurt you by mistake, and there is no sign of life or death, what will you do if you Qingyun disciples trouble me again? How can I tell clearly if you are so many? Sign the certificate of life and death, then I will stand here and wait, when it is signed, when will we compete again."

The corner of Song Zhuoqun's mouth twitched, and finally it turned into a smirk without a smile: "Since you insist, it doesn't matter if I sign it, isn't it just for peace of mind."

He greeted the disciple next to him, but now he wrote a life and death certificate and signed it hastily.

"Satisfied?"

Ruyi said to Song Zhuoqun: "I will keep your certificate of life and death for you."

Song Zhuoqun sneered, and threw the certificate to Ruyi, who quickly folded it and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Song Zhuoqun stood up and straightened the folds of his clothes.The disciple who was holding the umbrella for him stepped forward quickly, Song Zhuoqun waved his hand and said, "You don't need to open the umbrella." Then the disciple retracted his hand, also put away the umbrella, and his whole body was immersed in the continuous rain. middle.

The disciple's hands were stretched out evenly, and the three big characters of "life and death" stood on the paper, and there was a bit of exaggeration between the lines.

Ruyi glanced down, not knowing who wrote the life and death form, she just felt that the words on it were careless and scribbled, as if she was sure that she would fail and die.

"Master." A little disciple next to him called out, and handed over a writing brush stained with ink.

Thick ink is stored at the tip of the pen, ready to drip.She took the pen and flicked her wrist inadvertently. Such a thin hair was about to sign her life and death. She felt that the pen in her hand suddenly became heavy.

With a wrong movement, the ink from the tip of the pen dripped onto the form with a bang, and a dot of ink was blurred.

For Yu Ruyi, such a thing as life and death has never been a fun thing. The last time I saw this thing was at the martial arts conference on the top of Kunlun Peak.A certificate determines life and death, it's very child's play.

Unexpectedly, she signed the certificate of life and death, but everyone except her died...

She stretched her hand out of the umbrella, and the tip of the pen absorbed the rainwater, making it fuller.

She neatly wrote the word "Ruyi" on it.

The rain dilutes the thick ink, and the color is extremely light, as if written with tears.

The disciple took the certificate and the pen, took off the umbrella, and let Ruyi hang out in the rain again.All they care about is the life and death certificate from the beginning to the end.

Song Zhuoqun looked at Ruyi's certificate and nodded with satisfaction: "After signing the certificate, we can start."

"Where's your certificate? Since it's a life-and-death certificate, both parties must have a share." Ruyi was facing Song Zhuoqun, her chin was slightly raised, her eyes were firm, and the rain ran down her temples, making her face a bit colder means.

different...

Bai Qinghan clearly felt that Ruyi was different.

After signing the certificate of life and death, she seemed to be more steadfast and cold. She put away all the softness and peace, and put away all the mischievous and shyness of the little girl. What she showed on the outside was all stubbornness and unyieldingness.

Song Zhuoqun was taken aback, then laughed to himself: "Do I need to sign too?"

All the disciples of the Qingyun sect also let out a burst of bustling laughter.

Song Zhuoqun squeezed out four words between his teeth: "Beyond one's own strength."

Although the words were very light and light, they were heard by Ruyi.

Ruyi was not angry, and still said calmly: "If I hurt you by mistake, and there is no sign of life or death, what will you do if you Qingyun disciples trouble me again? How can I tell clearly if you are so many? Sign the certificate of life and death, then I will stand here and wait, when it is signed, when will we compete again."

The corner of Song Zhuoqun's mouth twitched, and finally it turned into a smirk without a smile: "Since you insist, it doesn't matter if I sign it, isn't it just for peace of mind."

He greeted the disciple next to him, but now he wrote a life and death certificate and signed it hastily.

"Satisfied?"

Ruyi said to Song Zhuoqun: "I will keep your certificate of life and death for you."

Song Zhuoqun sneered, and threw the certificate to Ruyi, who quickly folded it and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Song Zhuoqun stood up and straightened the folds of his clothes.The disciple who was holding the umbrella for him stepped forward quickly, Song Zhuoqun waved his hand and said, "You don't need to open the umbrella." Then the disciple retracted his hand, also put away the umbrella, and his whole body was immersed in the continuous rain. middle.