My master is not good

Chapter 290 How about putting down the long sword in your hand?
The black gauze rose suddenly, and the wind force brought by the mysterious person rushed the gauze straight into it and floated away, even higher than before.

The moment the tent was lifted up, the mysterious man's eyes paused, and when he tiptoed lightly and came to the pool, what he saw was that Cheng Xinyan had passed out on the lotus petals, and it seemed that she was already unconscious.

The weak breathing sounded like he was going to die immediately.

The corners of his mouth curled up coldly, and secretly cursed that he deserved it: "Things that don't know how to live or die."

Immediately with a flick of the fingertip, the drop of blood from the fingertip had already flown towards Cheng Xinyan.

Qingxiu's eyes flashed, although he was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't help shouting. With a turn of his palm, the long sword in his hand went straight towards the mysterious person, while the other hand flicked his long sleeve, about to When stopping the drop of blood-red liquid, the mysterious man turned around and jumped away from the spot, dodging his long sword himself.

And Qingxiu's original intention was to stop the drop of red liquid. Although he didn't know what the blood-red liquid was, since the mysterious man threw it at her, it must not be something good. Seeing that he has already stopped it , he did not catch up.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a barking sound, he turned his head, and when he saw the cuffs slowly dissolving and rising smoke, he frowned slightly, and without hesitation he used the The long sword cut off the squeaking sleeve, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, after the part of the sleeve that was cut off from the ground melted completely, the remaining sleeve on his body caught fire instead. His eyes flashed, and when he was about to take off his clothes, he felt someone attacking him from behind, and he immediately turned around , raised his long sword and slashed at the man.

The mysterious man couldn't make a sneak attack, instead he turned around, picked up the short knife he took out at some time and stabbed at Cheng Xinyan, he caught Qingxiu's weakness, and now he only focuses on his weakness, tried repeatedly.

Qingxiu's eyes were fierce, and regardless of the sudden fire in his hand, he turned around and tried to stop him, but the mysterious man moved a step faster than him, and pointed the short knife directly at Cheng Xinyan's throat, and sneered : "Don't come here, or it's hard to guarantee that my hand will accidentally shake, and then..." He turned his head and looked at Cheng Xinyan inexplicably.

Although Qingxiu couldn't see the expression on his face, he could tell from the way he turned his head that he had regarded Cheng Xinyan as a life-saving talisman, so his eyes turned cold: "Despicable."

The mysterious man seemed to have heard some great joke, he laughed, and with his hoarse voice, it sounded very harsh at this moment, Qingxiu couldn't help but frowned.

"I'm not a gentleman. I'll take the word mean as if you praised me, and I won't care about it." The mysterious man shook the dagger in his hand.

Qingxiu: "..."

He stared at the dagger in his hand, for fear that he would go down with a flick, then he took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, there was a scorching sound from his arm, and a burning smell came. Although the fire burned slowly, it had already reached his arm, he gritted his teeth and ignored it: "How can you let her go?"

The mysterious man turned his head and glanced at Cheng Xinyan: "You care about her so much, why don't you put down the sword in your hand? I'll think about it." He looked at Qingxiu.

Qingxiu's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak, but he really put down the long sword in his hand.

With a ding, the long sword fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)