Chapter 114 Blood-stained swords in the wind and sand [10](3/5)
"I really didn't expect... this child has such high potential!"
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back and said in the direction of Liu Ruiying and Gao Ren.
Sun Deyu was half a step behind him, and nodded in agreement when he heard this.
The moon has completely fallen.
At most one hour, the dawn light will rise from the end of the next door.
Although it was the darkest moment of the day, it seemed to everyone in the boss lady inn, which was unprecedented light.
The transparency and firmness of Liu Ruiying's sword revealed, Haoran was able to compete with the sun and the moon to beat three points.
"Even I feel ashamed of such a pure thought..."
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao sighed and said.
"Your prince, you specially asked him to tour Gaoren, isn't it just for the school entrance exam?"
Sun Deyu said.
"It was just a curiosity... I wanted to see how capable this boy who could not only make Huo Laogou defeated him, but also lead Liu Jinghao from the city to the Bogu Tower to rescue him across the mountains and rivers. Unexpectedly, this temptation made me sad..."
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao said.
"Your Majesty, what's there to be sad about? Isn't it a blessing to have such an outstanding back in the world under the rule of the five kings?"
Sun Deyu asked.
"Of course! Of course, it is a blessing for now! I just don't know how many years this kind of gratitude can last..."
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao said.
Sun Deyu did not hear the prince's meaning.
After all, in his understanding, Liu Ruiying was still very young. At least when he and King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao passed away, Liu Ruiying was in his prime. For the seniors, seeing an outstanding and potential young man can become a big shot of a great man, it is naturally a matter of laughter. He really doesn't understand what his prince is worried about. However, this is exactly why Shangguan Xuyao was able to be King Zhenbei, but he is just a worshiper in the palace.
Although he didn't understand this sentence, he had already remembered it in his heart. It was not until many years later that Sun Deyu gradually understood the profound meaning of the prince's words.
"Don't let him die!"
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao pointed out the window and said.
Sun Deyu responded and was about to get up and rise up, but he and King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao saw a white shadow jumping out of the hall downstairs before he set off, flying towards the direction where Liu Ruiying was.
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao looked at the white shadow disappearing, then smiled and reached out to stop Sun Deyu's body.
"At least this kid won't have any accidents in my earthquake in the Northern King's Realm. However, since he has such a deep cause and effect with this group, there will be something that will cause Liu Jinghao to be troubled in the future... Even if he is the King of the Central Deep!"
King Zhenbei Shangguan Xuyao said.
His mood became extremely happy in an instant, and he even asked Sun Deyu to go downstairs to find the boss's wife to make a pot of wine.
Although Liu Ruiying's sword seemed unstoppable, when it reached Gao Ren's throat three inches, it seemed like it pierced into a mud, and it was difficult to move forward at all.
Gao Ren frowned, raised his hand and tapped the sword with the ivory bead at the broken head. Liu Ruiying's right arm seemed to have received a huge force, and his whole body lost its balance and fell over.
But he had no reaction or expression.
No matter whether you look with your eyes or feel with your heart, there is no frustration or anger.
After stabilizing his body, Liu Ruiying stabbed another sword.
There is no difference from the previous sword.
But the momentum is even more unrestrained.
But the ending is the same...
Gao Ren still tapped Liu Ruiying's sword move with the thin and short calculation chip in his hand.
In this way, Liu Ruiying knocked on it one by one, Gao Ren knocked it out one by one.
The two seemed to be playing this agreed game.
However, Gao Ren keenly noticed that Liu Ruiying's sword tip was three inches away from his throat at the beginning but could not enter, but now the distance has suddenly been shortened to less than two inches!
If he was asked to continue, the tip of the sword would pierce his throat little by little.
But Gao Ren was still calm.
Just having fun with Liu Ruiying.
finally.
Liu Ruiying's sword tip pressed against Gao Ren's throat.
But this is the end of this sword...
Although it pressed against the throat, it still returned in vain.
Gao Ren let go of his eyebrows and smiled at the Liu Rui Film Festival performance.
The calculation sheet in his hand did not knock on Liu Ruiying's sword like before, but bounced his fingers and rushed straight towards Liu Ruiying's throat.
Liu Ruiying turned a blind eye to this. He only cared about whether his sword tip could move forward a little more.
The time left for him is no longer enough to shoot another sword.
Only by utilizing the energy of the whole body and taking a single gamble can you break the dead end.
Unfortunately... good luck will not always favor the same person.
Liu Ruiying's sword is not exhausted at all.
Gao Ren's aura mixed with the calculations has already made Liu Ruiying's throat a red mark.
He accepted the final result very safely.
At least his sword also hit Gao Ren's throat.
This has been much better than he expected.
"bite……!……!"
A crisp sound like a wind chime made the whole mine cart resound, and it gradually faded away as the wind was blown away.
Liu Ruiying felt a warm feeling coming from beside him, and there was a softness of the sword entering the flesh with the right hand holding the sword.
His eyes first looked down along his right arm, passed by his right hand, and continued to move forward with his sword body.
Liu Ruiying's sword tip pierced Gao Ren's throat.
Not deep.
Just two or three minutes into the meat.
Gao Ren's eyes widened, his face full of incredible...
He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
It can make a "cuckoo" sound.
Blood mixed with many bubbles kept pouring out of his mouth.
This scene was really a bit creepy, so Liu Ruiying looked away and wanted to find out the source of the warmth beside him.
It turned out that Zhao Mingming stood a distance from him.
Raise your right arm and point your sword to the sky.
Liu Ruiying saw that the sword in her hand was already half broken.
On the hilt of the sword, there was only a sword body that was long in a palm.
The crispness just now was caused by Zhao Mingming's sword sweeping open the calculation plan.
Liu Ruiying also opened her mouth, and the word "thank you" had already been conceived in her mind.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could only make his lips tremble constantly, but he couldn't say a word.
"Don't rush to thank me, I'm just for myself."
Zhao Mingming put down his right arm, threw away the broken sword in his hand and said.
"If you die? Who else can take me to Zhongdu to play?"
The plain and calm words were spoken from Zhao Mingming's throat, and her heart trembled a little because of the violent burst of that moment... Every meridian in her limbs felt the fear and worry buried deep in her heart.
She didn't know why she stood up so resolutely.
Numbness, she was only deeply numb at this moment.
Even if he wanted to see Liu Ruiying's left shoulder injury, he didn't have the strength to be inactive... He seemed to be imprisoned by the numbness and could not be dynamic, and the previous end of the struggle was ruined.
What is the difference between people’s palms just now?
Life passes, and it seems like a bubble is clenched in one hand, and it instantly shatters and leaves with the wind. If life is so precious than cherishing, why would it dissipate so easily without leaving any trace?
Zhao Mingming is afraid of this fragility...
It is always ready to destroy her heart, her body, and her thoughts. However, no one can help her resist it. However, who may be strong enough to dispel fragility? When the fragility is not dispelled, it adds some sadness. It is not only her own sadness, but also the bloodline she carries and the sadness of race.
The feeling this world gives her is full of darkness.
To be continued...