Chapter 170 Four Letters from Little White Flower (1)
A golden light fell from the sky at the right time and fell on Sima Xian. I don't know which powerful priest paid attention to the situation here and gave him very effective treatment.
The female magician gritted her teeth and looked at the bald man in front of her. After a while, she suddenly grabbed Sima Xian's neck and kissed him fiercely on the mouth.
This happened too suddenly, and coupled with Sima Xian's physical weakness, he did not avoid it and was kissed right on his face.
At this moment, what Sima Xian was thinking about was: What should I do with my little white flower?
The kiss came and went as quickly as it came. The female magician suddenly raised her head and said domineeringly: "I don't care whether you are a pretty girl or not. I am committed to you, no matter what."
"But I already have my heart set on something..." Sima Xian said righteously.
The female magician snorted disdainfully, "I only want your body, not your heart."
"I……"
Sima Xian simply stopped talking because he didn't know what to say at all. This woman was so tough that no man could compare to her.
In fact, although he looks rough on the outside, he is very delicate on the inside. He can feel some of the inner thoughts of this female magician. Under her tough appearance, she actually hides her inner trembling and fear of war.
She just hopes to find someone to rely on.
This is a dog’s war, a dog’s holy war!
Looking at Sima Xian's eyes, the female magician gradually calmed down, leaned next to him, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry.
Sima Xian raised his hand and put his arm around her shoulders, "It's okay, you are the one who suffers. It will pass. It will pass."
The female magician's eyes were a little moist. She suddenly raised her head, looked at him, and said: "If your little white flower doesn't want you anymore, can I be with you? I'm serious. At least you are a strong man."
Sima Xian did not say a word, but a light flashed in his hand, and several sheepskin scrolls appeared in his grasp. His eyes suddenly became gentle.
The female magician stopped talking. When she saw Sima Xian's eyes staring at the parchment scroll, she knew that she could not squeeze into this man's heart.
Sima Xian carefully opened each parchment scroll and looked at it.
There are four sheepskin scrolls in total, and each one is well preserved without any damage.
The first letter: "Asshole, you know that I don't want you to call me little white flower, but you still call me that. I hate you, I hate your bald head. However, if you dare to really die on the front line, I will hate you forever."
You must come back to me alive. No matter how long it takes. Also, write me a reply. If I don’t receive your next letter within three months, I will get married immediately and you will not be able to live in peace even if you die."
Sima Xian still clearly remembers the mixed emotions she felt when she read the first letter. She replied to me and asked me to go back alive. She said she would get married if she could not read my letter. She
He cares about me! Even he himself didn't know how much motivation and courage this letter gave him at the time. But what he was sure of was that without these four parchment scrolls in his hands, he would not have been able to break through so smoothly.
Seventh level.
The second letter: "There is hope when there is life."
Yes, the second letter was just such a simple sentence, because what Sima Xian wrote in reply to his little white flower at that time was, you care about me so much, do you like me? Do I have a chance?
The third letter: "Do you think I'm fierce? If you're not afraid of me beating you or scolding you, come and see me with food after the holy war. If you choose between me and your demon hunting group,
Who will you choose?"
When he received the third letter, Sima Xian struggled for a long time, and his original good mood was replaced by irritability. During that period, he behaved particularly violently on the battlefield. In his reply to Feng Ling'er, he only wrote:
Three simple words: Demon Hunting Group.
Yes, he liked Feng Ling'er, fell in love at first sight, and even liked her hopelessly, but this love could not shake his belief.
Feng Ling'er's fourth letter came quickly and was the last one so far, "I found that I really started to like you, because I like men who are persistent and make your muscles stronger.
, you are not allowed to mess around, maybe I will visit you in a few days. As long as you are still alive, I will give you a chance to go..."
Exorcism Pass Assassin's Temple.
"Ding." The dexterous figure twisted in the air and landed floatingly on the ground. However, when it landed on the ground, its feet were not very stable. After staggering for several steps, it barely stood firm. The huge sickle in its hand swept out, but the target was
It's a void ahead.
"Ding" sounded again, but this time the sound was longer. Cai'er's whole body was shaken violently, and the sickle in her hand flew away. She staggered and fell to the ground.
A cold light appeared silently in front of her, pointing at her throat, making her skin tremble slightly.
The cold light subsided, and an old voice sounded, "Very good, you can persist under my attack for half an hour, and you will be unable to resist until your spiritual power is exhausted. Among the seventh levels, your combat skills have surpassed the assassins."
It’s a temple.”
Cai'er stood up with her hands on the ground. There was sweat on her forehead. She said to Shengyue in a coquettish manner: "Great-grandfather, you are too serious. I am exhausted." As she said this, she dropped the giant giant next to her.
Pick up the sickle.
This is obviously not her death scythe, but made of metal of the same size. After all, in the process of controlling the death scythe, Cai'er may lose control and be unable to stop.
Sheng Yue nodded lightly and shook her head.
Cai'er looked at him doubtfully and said, "Great-grandfather, what's wrong with you? Didn't you just praise me for my quick learning and good skills?"
Shengyue smiled slightly, walked up to her, and touched her head, "Your current strength is very good. However, you are missing something that an assassin should have."
"What is it?"
"murderous look."
Cai'er was stunned for a moment and said, "Then how can I develop murderous aura?"
Sheng Yue said: "The assassin's murderous intention is in your bones and has been cultivated since childhood. You have lost your previous memory and your original murderous intention. During the battle, the assassin is strongest when he bursts out from silence.
Use your strongest murderous aura in your attack skills to inflict heavy damage to the enemy that can kill you in one blow."
Cai'er stamped her feet, "Well, it's not too late to train me now, but if you don't let me join the battlefield and kill the enemy, how can I cultivate my murderous aura!"
There was a trace of contradiction in Shengyue's eyes, and she sighed softly, saying: "I can't bear it! Back then, when you were still very young, I sent you to experience the Sword of Reincarnation. At that time, I made up my mind and ignored it.
Your parents' pleading. However, time has passed. Although you have lost your murderous aura due to amnesia this time, you have also regained your innocence and happiness. My great-grandfather really can't bear to let you go back to the way you were before. If there was no war, you would
How wonderful, I hope you can be so happy forever."
Cai'er opened her eyes wide and said: "But, didn't you say that since I am the Saint of Reincarnation, I have to shoulder the mission of the Saint of Reincarnation? Moreover, I still want to help Haochen! It's been a year, and he doesn't know
Come and see me, really."
Sheng Yue smiled slightly and said: "Silly girl. You can't blame him. The responsibilities on Haochen's shoulders are far greater than yours. He is under even greater pressure. If you wish him well, then in the future you will
You must be his good wife. I believe that as long as you are given enough time and with your talents, you will be able to lead our alliance's army to counterattack the demons in the near future."
Cai'er's eyes dimmed. It's been a year and she didn't know how many times she tried to restore her memory. But things went counterproductive. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember it, and she couldn't even find traces of her memory.
.
Exorcist Pass was her home. After returning here, the hesitation in her heart gradually disappeared under the concern of her great-grandfather and parents. Facts have proved that it is the most correct thing for her to stay here. In addition to not being able to see Long Haochen,
She has lived a fulfilling and happy year. Not only has all her previous strength been restored, but her cultivation has also made great progress. Her inner spiritual power has exceeded 20,000, and she has advanced straight to the eighth level.
"Great-grandfather, let's do it again. Even if I don't have enough murderous aura, it will be the same as long as I have enough strength. Moreover, the problem of murderous aura can be made up for by my death scythe! Whenever I hold the death scythe, I feel like
It’s like you’ve become a different person, and all your fears will naturally disappear.”
Shengyue nodded silently, "No hurry, you recover your spiritual power first. Cai'er, I'm afraid you will really go to the battlefield soon, and great-grandfather will be with you. Are you willing? If you don't want to, great-grandfather
I won’t force you. But if you want to help Long Haochen in the future, then this is your only choice."
Cai'er said without hesitation: "Great-grandfather, I am willing, I want to help him."
Shengyue touched her head again, her heart filled with affection. His heart was a little confused, and he seemed to be even more uncomfortable than when Cai'er was extremely indifferent to him.
Knights Temple. Yulong Pass.
The golden light shone, Long Haochen stepped forward, all the illusory light around him converged, and finally returned to the real world.
He finally came out of the phantom cave. Even he himself didn't know how much time had passed from the moment he entered the phantom cave to now. But when he returned to the real world again, he felt a whole new look, and his whole person was like
It's like being completely transformed.
Soft light elements were beating happily around his body. Long Haochen had indeed changed a lot. He had grown a lot taller and his shoulders were broader. But he was not that exaggeratedly strong. People were giving him the impression of being strong all afternoon.
It gives people a very soft and harmonious feeling. Whether it is the facial lines or the muscle lines of the body, they all seem to be based on the principles of heaven and earth.
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