Yin Huan seemed to understand what she was saying. She was a little at a loss and wanted to defend herself. Her mouth opened again and again, but as always she could not spit out a single word. The Demon Snake noticed this vision and said happily:
"Oh my god, you can't be... mute, right?"
Chenxing didn't have the patience to listen to this complete taunt. The ring-shou knife was unsheathed. Her speed was faster than the wind, and she immediately appeared next to the snake. She was already prepared to dodge the blow.
The tip of the knife touched the surface of the barrier, almost scratching Miyin's face.
The battle was about to break out. Chenxing and Demon Snake were both so fast that their eyes could not catch up with their figures. Even if Xue Miyin wanted to do something, she could not intervene at all, not to mention her friends told her not to act rashly. She just stood like this
After the barrier, she did not dare to move forward or retreat. For a few moments, her eyes crossed with Chenxing's, making her unable to help but suspect that her existence had been exposed. But so far, she has not taken action against herself.
Miyin turned her gaze to the only person who was still. Ye Yinquan just staggered back two steps at first, and then stood there helplessly. She had seen similar scenes like this many times with Chenxing, and not once
She was able to intervene. What Xue Miyin cared about was what her friend said just now.
Dumb?
No wonder...from the first time she saw this girl who looked like Ling Huan, no sound came out of her mouth. But in her memory, Ling Huan never mentioned that her cousin was deaf.
Mute. Is she hiding something? Or is her sister limiting her ability to speak? Ling Hu seems to have said that her voice can hurt people.
Then isn't she dangerous?
She cannot be allowed to speak. This is Xue Miyin's idea. Although it is not clear whether her silence is voluntary or involuntary, once she makes a sound, it may be detrimental to her friends. Looking at the two fighting people, they have already pulled
After opening a distance, the snake pulled out the red silk. The snake-like silk was wrapped with powerful demonic power. As she waved it, she struck at Chenxing. Chenxing held the ring-shou knife horizontally in front of her and stopped her once.
attack. Miyin couldn't help but feel strange - almost no one could stop the snake's spell. Her spell was winding, soft, and pervasive. No matter how much it was blocked, it could still be dexterously bypassed and hit the vital point. But that woman, the one with the
The woman with the copper-ringed sword can always be easily defeated. Did she cut off the demonic power of the snake? Or is it true that she was just trying to deal with her best friend and did not use her full strength? Miyin didn't know.
Miyin stepped back step by step, distanced herself from the barrier, and walked in a circle. She wanted to get close to the bewildered girl so that she could stop talking. Do you want to kill someone? She was not sure yet. Her hand held
She tightened her shamisen and stared at the other person's lips all the time. Those thin lips were bloodless, like dried flower petals. Miyin had already made up her mind. Once the woman spoke, she would pluck the strings in her hand.
The two tones are canceled out.
However, just when she was about to approach Ye Yinyu, Chenxing suddenly flashed in front of her like a ghost. Miyin didn't even know which direction she came from. Chenxing waved his blade, and a powerful force
Torn-like pain hit her chest, and Miyin was forcefully thrown away. The demon snake flicked the red silk, lifted her up from the sky, wrapped her tightly, and rolled her to the ground.
Go. If you fall hard to the ground, you don’t know where it will land, and several bones will be broken. Even so, Miyin still feels unbearable pain in her body. She feels something strange, and her clothes are not broken or obvious.
There were skin injuries, but there was indeed a deep bruise connected to the body on both arms. The power shown in Chen Xing's knife may be a kind of magic.
"I've been paying attention to you for a long time. Don't even think about making any small moves."
Miyin was so painful that she couldn't speak, and it was difficult to even stand up again. But even so, she could clearly feel that her body was recovering rapidly. The pain was gradually suppressed, and the color of the bruises receded like a tide.
Although the discomfort still exists, she knows that this feeling is fading. Is this the body of a monster? No matter what kind of injury is suffered, it can be healed through the operation of monster power. It is indeed a convenient body, better than being a human
It is very useful when using it.
She never regretted this transformation.
The snake stood in front of Chenxing, but the distance was far away, at least further than the distance between Chenxing and Yinxuan. Her eyes fell on the Huanshou knife, and then she nodded slightly.
"Oh...so that's how you use it. It hasn't had a trace of rust for hundreds of years, and you have maintained it very well."
"It sounds like you know me very well."
"I don't know you. I'm sorry. My understanding of you is really limited. All I know is that you own a certain magic weapon and that your body has not decayed for nearly five hundred years."
Corpse. This is really not a nice word, but Chenxing didn't even frown - but that indifferent face was hidden under the veil, unable to be seen or guessed. Ye Yinquan felt uncomfortable with this description, but
She hoped it was just a description and not a statement of fact.
But... maybe it's just that her heart has disappeared and been replaced by an inorganic gem. In this case, can she really be defined as a human? It's hard to say. But Yin Quan believes that she is not
It does not belong to the category of monsters.
"Let's go." Sprite Snake suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand to Mi Yin, "Actually, I just want to test the rumored walking dead's strength. It's very strong! I might not be able to defeat him, so I admit defeat. Let's go."
There is really no need to stay here. It is definitely not a wise choice to attack Yin Huan now. Miyin stretched out her hand and asked her friends to pull her up. The muscles on her body could still feel pain at the moment of being pulled up, and maybe even more
It took a long time. I really can't beat the monster snake.
Can he pass her? Miyin didn't know. After all, she felt from watching the battle that the strength of the two should be about the same, unless one of them still had reservations. Anyway, they didn't use their full strength, and this was not a serious fight in itself.
The battle between the Eight Classics was a surprise attack without any reason.
"Thank you to the girl over there! Without her, we might not have left so easily."
She was startled when the snake suddenly pointed at Yin Quan, and then the snake bowed to her, but Miyin did not move. What she said was right, but Miyin also knew that without her, they would not be facing Chen at all.
Xing launched an attack. Although Chenxing was told by the snake that Chenxing was carrying some kind of magical weapon, it was not clear whether it was out of a balance of strength or an evaluation of the function of the magical weapon that her friend was not interested.
"You...can't speak, can you?"
Miyin suddenly spoke to Yin Quan over there, and both Chen Xing and Xi She looked at her. But she was not afraid, just waiting for Yin Quan's answer. Yin Quan was surprised by the sudden mention, but she did not feel scared either.
There was just some hesitation. After a while, she nodded, which was considered a response to the question.
"You've lost your voice forever."
When these words came out of his mouth, Miyin himself was a little surprised.
Why do you want to say this? Why do you say this? Why do you say this? She doesn't know, but she has such an instinct in her heart. It's like a prophecy or a curse, and it has an indescribable feeling.
Unknown power. This power filled her throat and made her spit out. Although it was a bit vicious, after saying it, Miyin actually felt a lot more relaxed. It felt like the demonic power around her body was accumulating uncontrollably, like an arrow.
On the string.
Of course, these words made Yin Huan feel uncomfortable. She frowned, feeling a little resentful and helpless. What could she do? Naturally, she couldn't do anything, not even scolding her twice. She clenched her heart tightly.
The hilt of the knife seemed to be some kind of threat. Only the snake was a little happy, and the happy look made Miyin feel strange. But the snake immediately pushed her back and left the place, and kept muttering:
"Oh, oh, don't take it to heart, my friend just said that casually... Goodbye!"
Although this could indeed be regarded as a vicious provocation, the situation was not intensified. Even though Chenxing was left with two retreating figures, she did not kill them all. I don’t know whether she was really not a warlike person or not.
In order not to get too far away from Yin Quan, they did not take any action. It was not until they completely left the sight of Chen Xing and Yin Quan that the latter relaxed and took a long breath.
It was getting late, and the two of them walked along the river for a while. Chenxing returned to his previous silence, not saying a word along the way, and Yin Huan had long been used to it. Of course she didn't know that it was not actually the snake that wanted to
They attacked Chenxing, but Miyin was hostile to her. After it became completely dark, they found a tall tree and lit a fire underneath to prepare for another night. Yinlu simply washed his face by the river, and
While drying by the campfire, Chenxing suddenly spoke.
"The two people who appeared during the day are both evil angels."
Yin Quan, who was feeling sleepy, suddenly became more awake.
"One is a double-tongued evil messenger. Even if she doesn't intentionally sow discord, she will unintentionally say words that make people suspicious and distance each other. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, this is determined by the power of her spell.
I will not lose to her."
Yin Quan nodded blankly. She didn't quite understand, but she knew that Chenxing must have a way. By her side, she could feel at ease no matter what, and it wasn't just a few words of instigation that could arouse doubts.
"The other one is the evil messenger of Qiyu. She is...new. The last sentence is also a spell. Those words will make you believe her almost unconditionally. Maybe you don't feel anything yet, but
In the future, it may cause you pain in key places. I can't help you - that is your own struggle."
Yin Quan couldn't help but swallowed. Xue Miyin's words indeed made her feel uncomfortable, but she only regarded it as a provocation. Would the consequences be serious? She could have ignored it, but Chenxing wanted to mention it.
Such a mouthful... It's not that I'm complaining about her, otherwise wouldn't it be just what the two tongues wanted? However, worry is unavoidable.
She lowered her eyes, feeling sad for her silence. She turned her face sideways and saw that Chenxing had taken off her hat. In front of her, she seemed to have no need for that kind of cover-up. Then, she moved her gaze downwards,
It fell on Chenxing's ring-headed sword again. This time, she was a little curious.
It is rare for a Chen star to talk a lot.
"They are my burial objects."
"..."
These words were really strange, and Yin Huan felt extremely awkward.
"My biological father, before finding a suitable heart, tried every means to keep my body young and prevent my soul from being separated. This ring-headed sword made of copper was a common weapon in that era. The purification process was complicated and expensive. It was made of
A magical weapon that fixes the soul - of course
It cannot compete with the seven magic weapons. After I woke up, I kept it until now. You have seen my fighting method: it absorbs spells, dissolves power, stores it, transforms it, and purifies the dirty parts through my heart, and then
Release it. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
It is indeed a surprising spell. While sighing with emotion, Yin Quan's sadness was somewhat diluted.
Chenxing wiped the knife patiently with a piece of cloth, carefully and with just the right amount of force. Four to five hundred years of time had not eroded the blade, and Chenxing's appearance had never decayed at all. But only she knew how old her soul was.
