The originally noisy golden short sword seemed to be intimidated, and it really stopped moving in full view of everyone.

Everyone: "…?"

It turns out that I can understand human words.

Su Jinyue looked at the Golden Short Sword with no expression on her face, and her body was in great pain and was able to breathe and calm down a little.

Wuxin lay on the ground, gasped for a few breaths, his eyes were a little erratic, and his voice was a little cold, "It turns out that he is a bully and afraid of the strong."

Su Jinyue was also speechless about the attribute of the golden short sword.

"You can't do it, girl." Wu Xin recovered, looked at the faint darkness in front of him, and joked: "I can't even hold a small short sword. Girl, you have to continue your efforts!"

Su Jinyue had no expression on her face and asked back: "Didn't you notice?"

"What?" Wuxin was confused, a little unable to keep up with her thoughts.

"That sword is a magic weapon, it's a foul of my strength." Su Jinyue glanced at him and added slowly, "I haven't noticed this? It seems that you have no eyesight."

Wuxin: "..."

"There is no difference between these two?"

Su Jinyue looked at him with a gentle look, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a fool. Liangliang said, "I am not strong enough, and I can make up for it later. You are not smart enough and I can't save it."

Wuxin: "..."

Another stab was stabbed in his heart.

Will this life-long retribution come too quickly?

Su Jinyue snorted, calmed her mind, and looked at the golden short sword in her hand.

When she first came into contact with the golden short sword, she discovered that the short sword was full of darkness, which was inherently incompatible with her power of light.

Light and black cannot coexist.

That's why the Golden Sword was so resistant to her contact.

Jun Mingye is different. He is a demon, and the aura of the small dagger is of the same clan and origin. Moreover, with Jun Mingye's powerful strength, it is normal for the golden dagger to be afraid of him.

Jun Mingye held Su Jinyue's blood-stained hand with one hand and pinched the golden short sword with the other.

Su Jinyue raised her eyes.

"Let go." Jun Mingye's voice slowed down, "I'll look at your hands."

Su Jinyue opened her mouth and was about to say it was okay, but when she met those unquestionable eyes, she was still worried in her eyes. When she reached her mouth, she swallowed it silently and let go.

As soon as he let go, the golden short sword couldn't wait to drill into Jun Mingye's hand, but Jun Mingye mercilessly threw it on the stone platform.

The golden short sword did not give up and wanted to fly up again to entangle Jun Mingye.

Jun Mingye looked at it coldly, his eyes looked like a sharp blade, with a biting coolness, and his murderous intent was fully displayed.

The golden short sword suddenly became timid, like a quail, staying in the same building and not daring to move.

Su Jinyue tskated and affirmed the Golden Short Sword's attribute of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Jun Mingye held her hand and spread it open. His palm was covered in blood and blood flowed.

Jun Mingye's pupils shrank, and a layer of ice on his face could not be melted. His aura was so cold that it was as cold as the sky in the cold winter, which could freeze people.

The golden short sword felt the danger and suddenly moved its body backwards.

Jun Mingye didn't look at it, took out gauze powder from the storage ring, and carefully treated Su Jinyue's wound. His movements were particularly light and soft, for fear of hurting her.

Su Jinyue was stunned, looking at the unconcealed heartache that surged in her eyes, her heart was inexplicably throbbing, she opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, and her eyes became complicated.

Jun Wushuang, who had been silently acting as the background board next to him, silently withdrew his hand.

He actually wanted to treat her wound just now.

However, Jun Mingye moved too fast and took the lead.

His eyes turned and fell on the golden short sword, and the light flashed through his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

With Jun Mingye's intimidation, the Golden Short Sword did not dare to make it again. He lay obediently on the stone platform, motionless and pretended to be dead.

Chen Yu, Lin Tianxing and the others watched from a distance, with their faces all in shock.

Lin Tianxing was just shocked Jun Mingye's caring attitude towards Su Jinyue. It was no surprise that Jun Mingye could make the Golden Short Sword so obedient, after all, Jun Mingye was so strong.

Chen Yu was different. In addition to being a little surprised by Jun Mingye's attitude towards Su Jinyue, what shocked him even more was the process of Jun Mingye controlling Su Jinyue.

Even Su Jinyue was injured, but Jun Mingye was fine.

That's a magic weapon!

Only as a demon can one avoid being attacked by it.

He was also attacked when he first came into contact with the Golden Short Sword. Thanks to that adult man, he was able to use it to seal Wuxin.

But that adult is a real demon.

This Jun Mingye...

A hint of suspicion appeared in Chen Yu's eyes, and a guess vaguely appeared in his heart, but he did not dare to think about it deeply.

On this side, it was already a quarter of an hour before Jun Mingye helped Su Jinyue to treat the wound.

The fingers with clear joints flexibly tied a knot on the gauze and told softly, "Don't get wet before it's gone."

Su Jinyue's eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at her hands wrapped into a dumpling, with an exquisite bow tied on it, and her heart: "..."

She looked at Jun Mingye silently and looked serious. She actually wanted to say that the medicine powder he sprinkled on the wound just now could be scabbed in at most half a cup of tea, and could recover as before in less than a quarter of an hour. She didn't have to wrap a layer of gauze like this.

But when the words came to my mouth, there was only a slight sound of ‘Oh’.

Su Jinyue, you're done.

She sighed in her heart.

"Be good." Jun Mingye naturally touched her head.

Su Jinyue's mouth twitched, and she was speechless for a moment.

There is always an illusion that I am regarded as a child.

Can't think deeply, Su Jinyue's gaze turned slightly, and she fell on the golden short sword, and her eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

He reached out and grabbed the Golden Short Sword. The Golden Short Sword was about to escape, but when he felt Jun Mingye's cold eyes with murderous aura, his little body shook and suddenly became sad.

Su Jinyue easily picked up the golden short sword. The golden short sword was dim and shiny. Yan Dada's weak look fully demonstrated his inner resistance to Su Jinyue.

"How to use this?" Su Jinyue reached out and flicked the golden short sword, asking in her heart that she was unintentional.

The golden short sword was about to explode, but it stopped under Jun Mingye's tyranny. It just shook slightly with grievance to express its dissatisfaction.

Su Jinyue chuckled and instantly felt that this thing was quite cute.

Wuxin also thought this short sword was quite fun and his voice became much lighter. "It seems that it is very useful to let Jun Mingye follow you."

"Stop talking nonsense." Su Jinyue glanced at him.

Wuxin curled his lips, much more serious, "This is a magic weapon, your spiritual power is incompatible with it."

"so?"

"Let Jun Mingye come, he can control this short sword so that he won't let this thing mess up. Let him use this to stab you in the heart and take out a drop of blood in his heart, and I will come out."

Su Jinyue narrowed her eyes, "Why do you use my blood in my heart?"

"When you take out the blood from your heart, it is the time when you are the weakest, only then can I come out."

"Are you sure?"

"Um."

Su Jinyue hesitated for a moment, looked at Jun Mingye, and hesitated, "Jun Mingye, can you... help me?"

Jun Mingye was stunned. This was the first time this girl talked to him like this.

"What's up?"

"Just..." Su Jinyue paused, handed him the golden short sword, and whispered, "Use this to stab my heart."

Jun Mingye narrowed his eyes, and his voice became dangerous in an instant, "What did you say?"

Su Jinyue pursed her lips, and she had already said it. It was no big deal to repeat it again. She looked up at him, her dark and clear eyes filled with seriousness, "Use this to stab me in the mouth and take out a drop of blood in my heart."

Jun Mingye's air pressure was getting lower and lower, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he looked at her, "You made me... hurt you?"

His voice was very light and he couldn't hear anything, as if he was just trying to confirm her words.

Su Jinyue's heart trembled for no reason, but she still stared at him, without blinking, nodding solemnly, "Yes."

Jun Mingye was silent.

He stared at Su Jinyue, his phoenix eyes were dark and deep, and there was an unknown emotion in his eyes.

Su Jinyue was unnaturally seen, and she looked away in a panic, her voice a little anxious, "Can you help?"

Jun Mingye lowered his eyes, "There is no other way?"
To be continued...