Confrontation
"Sister, I don't blame you. I really don't blame you! If it wasn't for you saving me…I would have died long ago. So…if big sister wants my…life, I will give big sister…give…"
After being stabbed by the Blood Glass Sword, Qianye's left hand sank into the snow on the ground, and his right hand covered his left shoulder, which was bleeding with dark red blood. Her eyes were already a little blurry as she stared at the red figure in front of her. It had a pale smile on its face, and it struggled to keep it up. It seemed that it was not worried about death, but was struggling to comfort her.
She lowered her head and looked into the familiar demonic eyes. Perhaps it was because of the gaze that only the real Qian Ye would reveal, or perhaps it was because of what " Qian Ye " had said, or perhaps it was both…In short, at that moment, a panic flashed across her eyes.
At this moment, she began to doubt herself!
Was it really just a snow spirit?
That pair of eyes that were as clear as water, that despairing yet blissful smile, that soft and seductive voice, those hurt and pure words…
Was it really just a snow spirit?!
No!
Her demonic eyes began to glow with a bloodthirsty red light. The Blood Glass Sword in her hand mercilessly pierced through another " Qian Ye " who wanted to approach her!
Her hands, which had never hesitated, were trembling uncontrollably at this moment…
"Sister, this…you must be very sad! I really don't want to…but I really want to know, before I die…Sister, can you answer me a question…"
The " Qian Ye " followed the Blood Glass Sword that she had yet to pull back and held her trembling hand timidly and carefully. The warmth on its palm made her collapse!
Even though his pale lips had been dyed red by " blood "," Qian Ye " still stubbornly refused to let go of her hand. He just stared at her deeply and sadly. There was a hint of pain in his pursed lips, but more than that, he was filled with unwillingness.
" Sister, tell…tell me, tell me…in your core spirit, is brother Jiali more important…or, is he more important…pfft…cough cough…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Qian Ye could not help but spit out a mouthful of dark red blood. Sporadically warm blood splashed on her hand that was holding the sword, and the string kite suddenly quivered!
When she came back to her senses, she was shocked to find that she had actually…let go of the Blood Glass Sword that she had never put down!
The other " shallow drags " didn't make any moves to attack her either. They just looked at her quietly. One of them even approached her fearlessly and tried to comfort her.
The moment the Blood Glass Sword was released from her hand, it was corroded by the strange dark-red blood of the snow spirit, turning into blood-red light particles and disappearing before Xian Yuan's eyes...
The "Qian Ye" who had already walked behind her lowered his head and sobbed softly,"Sister, I'm sorry! It's my fault! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Sister, punish me! Sister, punish me!"
As he spoke, he knelt down!
The rest of the "Qian Ye" also sobbed.
" Sister, I'm sorry…"
" Sister, it's my fault. Sister, please punish me…"
"Sister, don't be sad, okay? I'll feel so guilty…"
"Sister…"
"Sister…"
Faced with the few Qian Yes that were gradually surrounding them, String Kite was no longer shocked when it first saw the Blood Glass Sword being eroded. It was now calm, unbelievably calm. Her scent!
Without waiting for her to stop, the surrounding snow spirits had already started attacking!
Snow Blade.
Although there were less than ten of them, the snow spirits still had the upper hand in terms of numbers. Even if he used the same simple technique to attack, the power of multiple attack techniques could not be underestimated!
Besides, there was nothing but snow around them! It became their most advantageous backup, and the woman in the dark could summon more snow spirits at any time!
Therefore, he had to end this quickly! He had to eliminate these troublesome snow spirits, and at the same time, he had to make sure that the opponents in the dark had no chance to take advantage of them!
After confirming her target, she no longer just blindly attacked and dodged. Lowering his waist, he dodged a wave of snow blades that were as fast as the wind and as thin as the wind, but not inferior to the wind blades. Borrowing the friction of the snow, he turned around and once again turned into a blood-red shadow to attack the snow spirits that were already standing together!
In the air, the crisp sound of a bell echoed.
As she stretched out her cool and delicate hands, messy snow flew up from the ground again.
Her figure was like a ray of light as she shuttled between the snow spirits, so fast that they could not react in time! Before they could think further, they were instantly beaten back to their original form!
She wanted to tell the woman in the dark:
So what if she used a trick to take away the Blood Glass Sword that she had cultivated? Little did she know that she herself was her greatest blade!
After ruthlessly finishing off the last snow spirit, the String Kite didn't stop and jumped into the air again!
Fire Supreme Spell-Dance of Fire Spirit Summoning!
The blood-red phantom danced in the air, the sound of the anklets on her ankles clashing against each other was clear and crisp, playing a lively song.
After a while, the snow on the ground began to melt slowly, and the white world began to seep out a bright red like fire.
Countless small fiery red figures appeared in the air, dancing with her in this icy cold place…
Beauty, gorgeous beauty, bloodthirsty beauty!
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