After looking at it, Qin Luo discovered that the giant sword was dark red in color and covered with simple patterns.
And not just why, the pattern actually had a magical power, which reminded Qin Luo of many things. The Qin family was wiped out and he was ridiculed by everyone.
Gradually Qin Luo's eyes turned blood red.
"Husband!" Su Ruoxue on the side noticed Qin Luo's strange behavior and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
However, Qin Luo did not answer, completely immersed in his inner world.
His eyes were red, he was stroking the giant sword, and his face gradually became distorted.
The Shura Demonic Sword turned as bright red as a soldering iron at this moment, burning Qin Luo's whole body into a frenzy, just like the heavenly ghost just now.
"husband!"
"husband!"
"Qin Luo!"
"Qin Luo!"
However, Qin Luo could no longer hear anyone's cries. He waved his giant sword and slowly thrust it into his heart.
"Husband, no!"
Seeing this scene, Su Ruoxue's face changed drastically, and she almost instinctively stretched out her white little hand to block the blood-red magic sword!
With a puff, Su Ruoxue's skin was immediately pierced by the Shura Demon Sword, and blood immediately flowed out and sprinkled on the Shura Demon Sword.
Strangely enough, the Shura Demonic Sword, which was originally as bright red as a soldering iron, suddenly stopped as Su Ruoxue's blood spilled, and its color became a bit darker.
The cry of pain in Qin Luo's mouth also became a little weaker.
"Ah, this is it!" After Su Ruoxue witnessed all this, her heart moved, "Could it be that my blood can restrain this magic sword?"
After thinking about it, Su Ruoxue didn't have time to think too much. She twitched her beautiful eyebrows, stretched out her little hand and grabbed the blade of the Shura Demonic Sword fiercely.
Accompanied by bursts of severe pain, drops of blood flowed out instantly, contaminating the entire Shura Demonic Sword in an instant.
Where the blood flowed, the Shura Demonic Sword finally stopped trembling, and the bright red and hot breath on it gradually subsided, turning into its original dark red color, and actually stopped motionless in Su Ruoxue's hand.
Su Ruoxue endured the severe pain, but refused to give up. She glanced at Qin Luo and still held the blade fiercely, letting her blood flow out.
The Shura Demonic Sword absorbed Su Ruoxue's blood and finally completely restored calm.
Qin Luo's eyes gradually faded from the blood.
"Husband!" Su Ruoxue gently called Qin Luo's name.
Qin Luo's eyes also completely recovered. When Qin Luo woke up, he saw Su Ruoxue's bloody little hand.
Immediately, Qin Luo's heart trembled. Thinking of what happened just now, he couldn't help being deeply moved. He grabbed Su Ruoxue's little hand and said with a choked voice: "Ruoxue!"
"Honey, I'm fine." Seeing that Qin Luo finally returned to normal, Su Ruoxue casually threw away the Shura Demonic Sword in her hand.
Qin Luo also immediately took out the healing medicine, took out the bandage, and carefully bandaged Su Ruoxue's wound. Looking at the horrific wound, Qin Luo couldn't help but said with pity:
"You silly girl, aren't you afraid that I will become a demon and hurt you?"
Su Ruoxue held up an arm and let Qin Luo treat her wound. Feeling the slightest bit of coolness, Su Ruoxue smiled faintly, tilted her head and looked at her wound, and said nonchalantly:
"I'm not afraid. You are my husband. Even if you are possessed by a devil, I won't be able to survive. I will just stay with you."
Hearing Su Ruoxue's words, Qin Luo couldn't help but trembled. He raised his head and looked at Su Ruoxue, but found that Ruoxue's expression was indifferent, and she was still staring at her wound with her head tilted, as if the words she just said were said casually.
There was no vow, no affectionate expression, it seemed to be said so casually.
But the more this happened, the more Qin Luo was inexplicably moved.
It turns out that she has always thought this way in her heart and will always do so!
"Wife!" Looking at the simple and kind-hearted Su Ruoxue in front of him, Qin Luo was extremely moved.
"Okay, hubby, why are you so stupid?" Su Ruoxue said with a smile, then pointed at the Shura Demon Sword and said, "Honey, what should I do with this sword?"
Qin Luo turned around and said, "Honey, you used your blood to subdue this demonic weapon. It seems that this demonic soldier is destined to you. Why don't you try to subdue this demonic sword?"
"Conquer this magic sword!" Su Ruoxue looked at the dark red sword body, her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly. She didn't like this magic sword very much.
"Honey, this is all God's will. This Demonic Shura Sword is very important. If it falls into the hands of demons, there will be endless troubles. You are kind-hearted. If you can conquer this Demonic Shura Sword, you can completely suppress it." Qin Luo looked at it.
Su Ruoxue's eyes spoke word by word.
"Oh, I understand. I listen to my husband." Su Ruoxue nodded after hearing what Qin Luo said. Without any intention of resisting, she reached out and picked up the Shura Demon Sword.
According to Qin Luo's warning, Su Ruoxue tried to inject her own consciousness into the Shura Demon Sword.
The Shura Demon Sword had originally absorbed Su Ruoxue's blood. Now, as soon as Su Ruoxue's consciousness entered, she immediately felt connected to Su Ruoxue's blood.