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Jing Zhao's indifferent expression finally changed.

He thought about it, as if he had found an interesting toy and said, "but I don't know that there are people like me in the demons."

The black robed man of Jingzhao Dynasty said with a smile: "the sword sect abandoned the disciples, right? No wonder we have to cover it up. "

The black robed man did not answer, but suddenly grasped the sword.

In the room, Jing Zhao's face did not change for the black robed man.

He didn't even wave his sword. He just raised his hand.

The middle finger of the right hand slightly raised, he said: "broken."

The wind came from all directions, converging into a ferocious gale, as if carrying cold frost and snow.

The encounter between the flame and the hurricane, each deadlocked.

"Click." Suddenly there was a crisp sound.

It's like there's a crack in the glass ball, and then, very quickly, there are hundreds of cracks.

Then, the glass ball finally broke into countless pieces.

The flames of the black robed man were all extinguished in the hurricane.

……

……

"You lost." Jing Zhao said in a light voice.

He was very interested in the black robed man at the moment and asked, "since I lost, I'll tell you the truth."

The black robed man hung his head, pulled his hoarse throat and laughed: "your swordsmanship is very good. I'll take it."

"I have no origin. I was just a little disciple of Jianzong hundreds of years ago."

In the eyes of the black robed people, there was a look of recollection, and the tone was quite complicated: "later... I chose to be possessed by immortals."

Jing Zhao chuckled, his eyes full of Satire: "what is immortal? What is magic? Is immortality good? Evil is bad? "

The man in black froze.

Then Jing Zhao continued: "I just want to seek common ground while reserving differences and eliminate differences. It's hypocritical to be given a high sounding excuse. "

I don't know what he thought of. His voice was full of disgust.

"Jingzhao, you are really strong," sighed the man in black robe. "It's good to lose to you."

At the end of the speech, the black smoke rolled, and the figure of the black robed man disappeared in the same place.

Qiulan asked curiously, "is he also using the swordsmanship of Jianzong?"

Jing Zhao seemed to be in a trance and gave a random "um".

"... it's windy at night. I'll close the window." Qiulan lowers her head and purses her lips.

Each of them had his own mind, but they didn't notice that there was a pair of green eyes behind them.

Wolves are cunning and alert, proud and calm.

No one expected that the wolf would return.

When Jingzhao realized that it was wrong, the agile wolf turned into a gray light. Like a sword coming out of its sheath, it sent out a cold air, and approached Qiulan!

It is very smart, seize the moment of distraction, and see the autumn LAN is a weak chicken, so straight to him.

The evil wind wolf was originally friendly with the wind and was extremely fast. What's more, they were so close now that Jing Zhao didn't even have time to stop them with his long sword.

The wolf opened a ferocious mouth, uneven sharp teeth are about to bite on Qiulan's slender neck.

The shadow of death comes, Qiulan can even smell the stench of the wolf's mouth.

Suddenly in front of a flower, his body was turned, into a warm embrace.

"Well..." Jingzhao snorted.

There are several hot and humid blood splashed on Qiulan's face -- the head wolf of green devil wind wolf bites Jingzhao's shoulder.

Then, the silver light flashed by. The sword penetrated the wolf and nailed it to the tree with a shrill whimper.

Qiulan's eyes look at Jingzhao's bloody left shoulder in a startled way, "how are you? Let me see your wound

Jingzhao still keeps protecting him in his arms. His face is a little pale. The corner of his mouth is slightly touched, as if he wants to show a smile. But he doesn't know if he has hurt himself, and his eyebrows are getting tighter.

After all, the devil wind wolf is a species in the devil Kingdom, which is different from ordinary wolves. Their teeth are extremely sharp and poisonous, which can slow the healing of wounds.

"No problem," he said softly, drawing back his sword. "I've been more seriously injured before. It's nothing."

"Shut up." Qiulan frowned and came out of his arms. The scholar, who was always mild in tone, had a cold face. "Let me have a look."

"You mean me?" Jingzhao blinked in surprise, in exchange for Qiulan's fierce stare.

Qiulan helped him sit on the bed, and went to rummage, took out a pile of 7788 drugs, placed on the ground.

Jing Zhao really wants to say that it's nothing.

He has lived so long, and has experienced countless more fatal wounds. Just get used to it. Just bear it.

But looking at the autumn orchid agitating the serious appearance of herbal medicine, words to the mouth around a circle and swallow.

For the convenience of medicine, Qiulan asks Jingzhao to take off his robe. He hesitated for a moment, and reached for his belt, revealing his thin upper body.

Last time Jingzhao let Qiulan give him medicine, Qiulan just want to perfunctory, did not look carefully.

Now, on the white skin, in addition to the deep visible bone wound of the shoulder bitten by the evil wind wolf, there are several obvious scars.

The most outstanding is a sword wound in the heart.

When you reach the realm of Jingzhao, you will hardly leave a scar on your body. Unless the injury brings him close to death.

Autumn LAN sleeve fingers gently trembled for a while, he carefully cleaned up the wound, said: "may be some pain, bear it."

This injury seems frightening, but it's not too serious for Jing Zhao, who practices by plundering the aura of heaven and earth.

Qiulan sprinkles the newly prepared medicine juice. Jingzhao's fingers move and his aura entangles the broken flesh and blood.

Qiulan tied the bandage carefully again, and then she was relieved, "right..."

Before he finished, he heard Jingzhao whisper: "blame me for being distracted. I didn't pay attention to the wolf. You're scared."

Qiu LAN

It's clear that he has no strength, so he drags his feet and injures Jing Zhao.

Think of just that with the smell of blood embrace, silent for a long time, Qiulan way: "thank you."

"Thank you," Jing Zhao said in a soft voice. "I said it earlier. I won't let you have an accident."

Qiulan was silent for a long time, and then said, "nothing can compare with your own life. Don't do that next time."

Jing Zhao was stunned and then shook his head.

no, it isn't.

There are many things more important than his life.

He wants to protect a lot of things.

Jing Zhao still remembers that when he was young, elder Su once divined a divination for him. According to the hexagram, he was doomed to be merciless and sentimental.

Ruthlessness is literal meaning, amorous is not necessarily a good thing.

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