The Sealer of the Sword

The girl's head began to turn mechanically, because she felt unusual pain, even more painful than before.

Then, just as the girl slowly sat up from the ground, the girl felt a huge force and leaned her body back.

But then it was pulled back again.

"Sorry..." Yan Ye, who embraced the girl in his arms, said in a low voice, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... If only I could have come earlier..."

Feeling Sakura's unfocused purple eyes, Yan Ye hugged her tighter.

It is only when I am here that I can feel how angry I am.

Yan Ye was silent, and suddenly raised his hand: "Ji Jing... annihilate!!!"

It has turned into a roar, and the moment the thousand sharp blades are suspended in the sky above the worm kiln, they are like a map cannon, and they are madly shot towards the worms on the ground!

…… ·For flowers……

The sharp blade that slammed on the ground turned into cherry blossom petals, and then returned to the sky to re-form a new sharp blade, and bombarded down again!

The sound of cherry blossoms scattered, and the mourning of countless insects, recalled the entire insect kiln.

And now Sakura, who was held in Yan Ye's arms, stared blankly at the person holding her, listened to the man's words, listened to the mourning and destruction of insects, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

The swarm is completely wiped out.

Yan Ye slowly let go of Sakura, smiled and reached out and touched her head, saying, "I'm going to kill a big bug, wait for me here."

Yan Ye said this, and when he released Sakura and was about to get up, he only saw Sakura stretch out a hand and grab the corner of Yan Ye's clothes in an instant.

"No...don't...leave me...alone..." Sakura, whose tears fell from the corners of her eyes, shook her head desperately when she saw that Yan Ye seemed to want to leave, and said almost pleadingly.

"Yeah." Yan Ye smiled and hugged Sakura again, and then, his eyes instantly became cold and the corners of his mouth cracked, and he said, "I won't leave Sakura behind."

For the tenderness that has been lost long ago, and suffering so much pain, even if Yan Ye has only appeared for less than a few minutes, Sakura has already regarded it as the last straw.

Yan Ye won't leave Sakura, but——

Da, da, da da.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the worm kiln.

"Who are you? You actually killed an old pet!" Matou Zuoyan, who came in through the door of the worm kiln, looked at Yan Ye and said.

And when Matou Zuoyan's voice came, Yan Ye felt keenly that Sakura, who was lying in his arms, hugged him even tighter in an instant, and her small body trembled.

"It's alright, it will be over soon." Yan Ye smiled at Ying, and when he stood up, he turned around.

Yan Ye looked at Matou Yanye without speaking, and rushed forward in a blink of an eye.

152 Saber is actually a natural fool T

White bone covered Yan Ye's right hand.

And Yan Ye, who had already rushed out towards Matou Zuoyan in a blink of an eye, suddenly stretched out his right hand and pinched the dry tree-like face of Matou Zuoyan when he rushed in front of Matou Zuiyan in the next moment. Then, slam it into the wall like that!

boom! ! !

The huge force even shattered the wall that Matou Ziroshi slammed into!

but--

Something is laughing, like a disgusting creature hiding in the shadows, flapping its wings.

"..." Yan Ye was speechless, and threw the body of Matou Zaiyan, whose neck was already broken, on the top of his right hand.

Yan Ye knew that the body of Matou Zhanyan was not the body he threw out just now, but—

Thinking like this, Yan Ye looked at Sakura, who was sitting on the ground in the distance.

"System." Yan Ye shouted to the system expressionlessly.

Then--

A scorching white light penetrated Sakura's small body in an instant, and then a miserable cry came from it.

[Skill Name: Holy Light]

[Skill description: Can produce a devastating crit for things of darkness, and gain BUFF for things of light]

[Consumes 10wsp points from the host, the skill is only once]

The bullet frame of the system popped into Yan Ye's sight in an instant, and after disappearing again, the Sakura in Yan Ye's eyes crawled out of a pure white bug from his heart.

"How, how is it possible! How could someone have such great magic power when they possess the second method!!!" A hoarse scream like a dead man came from above the white worm.

Knowing that it was the Yan Ye of the body of Matou's dirty inkstone, he didn't speak, just watched the little insect turn into ashes in the hot white light.

In the end, a black thread fell into Yan Ye's hands.

"Sakura, you are free." Yan Ye said to Sakura with a smile after crushing the silk thread.

Einzbeelun Castle, Germany.

It was snowing here, rendering everything white, Yan Ye used the coffee machine in the house to make two cups of black tea, then turned his head and looked at the girl standing by the window.

The figure of the girl standing by the window seemed to have an ethereal feeling far away from the fireworks in the world.

Light and soft, her charming blonde hair was dignifiedly coiled on her head, and her slender body was wearing an antique dress. Although it completely matched the appearance of a boudoir daughter, she exuded an aura that made the whole room just by staying in place. The air in the room seemed tense, solemn and cold.