Eternal War Songs - Chapter 252

The beautiful shadow is like a wave, floating away, not exposed to the dust.

Seeing zishuang leave, Lingjun suddenly felt very tired. Now Zixu city is the most insecure. He is not sure to protect zishuang.

As she said, the iron blood alliance is also one of the organizers. In Zixu City, the influence of the iron blood alliance is by no means smaller than that of the Xin family. It’s absolutely safe to let her go back.

As for what kind of people he will encounter, he is really not sure. Fortunately, someone will come to the door soon.

After zishuang left, the inn called Yuelai became lively. Several promising people came one after another, and the road at the gate of the inn was blocked.

The first one who came was Shuyu. She was very direct. “Hand over the star core. I promise I won’t destroy the sword that once belonged to you.”

Lingjun looked carefully at the man in front of him. It is undeniable that she has some inherent king style and pride, but she is a woman after all. The feminine and gentle characteristics in her flesh and blood can not be covered up by her domineering strength.

“Your Highness, if you can get the soul of the face, I will give you the core of the stars.” Ling knew her intention, and said that she had destroyed the soul of the face. That is because even if the top spirit is used for stone hammering, the soul of the face is at most the artifact of the general quality. Naturally, there is no need for such weapons to exist.

However, with the star core and three top soul stone hammers, Yan soul will become the supreme sword higher than the congenital artifact.

Shu Yu showed a shallow smile, “you can’t live until tomorrow morning, and you can’t see me holding Yan soul sword. Although it’s difficult to rob things from decadent ronins, it’s not impossible.”

You even know the man’s name. Come prepared. What are you sure you’ll come to me for? You’re not qualified to play with me. Lingjun stood up and said, “decadent ronin is not an eternal semi saint. He can’t kill me. If you come to the theatre, our conversation will be over.”

“He can’t kill you, and you can’t kill him. You’re not his opponent when it comes to robbing things.” today’s Shuyu is very patient and has a smile on his face.

Lingjun was very happy. He poured two glasses of water and solemnly handed one to Shuyu. “Your smile is beautiful, but it makes me uncomfortable. Do you know why?”

Shuyu smiled more and more charming, with a trace of solemnity, especially when she inadvertently lowered her head and a wisp of gold across her cheek, Lingjun was in a trance.

The white right hand is smooth and slender, like a boneless jade finger, gently stirring the moving heartstrings, layers of waves, scattered and introverted.

Before her hand touched the cup, she had a competition with Lingjun. As a result, she took the cup, took a slight SIP and opened her red lips, “this tea is terrible.”

Failed to change the topic. Lingjun took a sip from the sea, licked the remaining drop of water at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand, “it’s just boiled water. Like our relationship, there is no resentment, no hatred, and a piece of white.”

“I drink very bitter. There is no colorless and tasteless thing, so there is no boiled water.” Shuyu waved his right hand and poured water into Lingjun’s cup with a kettle.

There was no elegant beauty in the light pace. Lingjun even felt bursts of cold, overflowing from her fingers, which made people shudder.

“Life is like water. Imagine what it tastes like. It’s sweet!” Lingjun still looked up. Sure enough, the hot water was cold. After drinking, he sat down on the chair in front of the table. He had a very bad hunch that he seemed to be poisoned. The chill just now

“I knew you would be a good opponent. Come on, who do you want to get rid of first?”

Lingjun said so, but his heart was very cold. Women are fickle, but few people can really change their nature. Shuyu did it. Compared with the enemy he was about to meet, he wanted to know why Shuyu changed.

The last thing that should happen is the current situation. When I meet her during the day, I have this feeling, the contradiction of high cold and tenderness.

It is not difficult to see what she has been trying to suppress.

“Instead of guessing my change, it’s better to think about how you lived for two hours.” Shuyu’s face gradually cooled down, and the temperature in the room also decreased.

Lingjun sat motionless on the chair, his hands and feet were numb, and it was very difficult to speak, “how did you practice Yin Sha skill?”

Shuyu came to another cup of tea. The water in the cup was cold. She used her right thumb and index finger together, held the edge of the cup slowly to her lips, and looked at Lingjun with infinite satisfaction in her beautiful eyes. “You shouldn’t ask the question of how mentally retarded. If a person has been tortured by dry blood and cold poison for ten years, he will gain a little.”

Lingjun gave a hard thumbs up and said, “you are really a genius.” if you don’t admire it, you can’t eat your own fruit? This is it. The Yin Sha skill is a hundred times more vicious than the withered blood curse. The person who gets the move can never live for two hours.

It’s really clever to make a false impression and confuse the enemy.

Shu Yu blew a breath into the cup, then looked up and drank. When he bowed his head, he said fiercely, “I said boiled water doesn’t exist.” when he spoke, his eyes changed color and turned green.

Lingjun nodded cooperatively, “the absence of water doesn’t mean you can drink water from my cup.”

Shuyu was stunned. “Your cup?”

“Well, now everyone is poisoned. How about exchanging antidotes?” Lingjun held the edge of the chair with both hands, tried to sit straight, and tried to make himself look very energetic.

“You can’t know that I will drink more water. Don’t you know that there is no antidote for Yin Sha Gong?” Shuyu checked himself three times to make sure there is no sign of poisoning.

Lingjun shook his left index finger and said, “a man tortured by the withered blood curse for ten years must have formed the habit of warming up with a pot of tea sooner or later. You should drink tea at this time. Why don’t you use your own cup today? The joy of revenge…”

Before he finished, Lingjun’s chest had been solidly punched. The former Shuyu came back in an instant. She is golden, with long hair flying. The angry face was less than a foot away from the spirit, and the sound from the red lips was like thunder. “Shut up.”

Before her fist left Lingjun’s body, Lingjun looked at the white arm in front of her chest and couldn’t help shaking his head and said, “you’re still you. If you enter this room, you shouldn’t use your real power indiscriminately.”

Lingjun really had the spirit, and stood up very easily and quickly moved the dull Shuyu to the chair he had sat in. “This chair is the only safe place in the whole room. Now let you sit.”

How can I inexplicably lose my ability to move and can’t even speak? What’s strange in this room? Shuyu regretted that he didn’t kill Lingjun with a sword.