Chapter 575

"Chen Ruoyan's injury should have recovered?"

"It must have recovered. Do you think the bloody gate is just a decoration? For those of us who are free to practice martial arts, we are lucky if we don't die from that kind of injury. But if someone has the support of the clan, we can go to the challenge arena again in two days! "

"But even if she gets on the stage, her strength should drop a lot. Look at her face, the competition with Dai ye, it should be a big blow to her. It depends on whether the rest of the people can seize the opportunity."

"Yes, the woman was really terrible. She lost a leg and an arm, and didn't even say a word. When she was beaten through by the walking corpse, she didn't have any expression If it wasn't for the identity of the walking corpse, Dai ye might not have won! "

“……”

"What happened to Chen Ruoyan's face? Under the left eye, there is a wound, which seems to have been scratched... "

"Well, it's really Under her eyes, what is the red thing? "

Light Yan stood alone in the challenge arena, waiting for the opponent.

Chen Hao was rather angry: "when your opponent comes over later, you should teach him a lesson. He made you wait so long!"

"All right!"

Chen Hao difference of hope light Yan one eye, he thought, light Yan will not pay attention to him.

"You are a little strange today!"

"Well, thank you, Lord Jianling, for what happened in the arena last time."

Chen Hao was silent for a moment This is the only time. Next time, if you die, I won't take care of it any more! "

Qingyan is the 35th sword master of the red blood sword, and also the sword master he saved for the first time.

He doesn't know why he wanted to help Ye Qingyan block Dai Ye's sword at that time.

In the arena, that kind of irrational performance, light Yan deserves to die!

"I understand!"

Light Yan lowered his head.

In the sixth competition, Xiaoyan's performance was crazy. Even the referee and the audience could feel her violent killing intention!

If her opponent didn't react fast enough, she would be killed by light Yan.

The final sword, or the referee to help light Yan's opponent block.

However, light Yan is just taught a lesson, because everyone can see that it is light Yan's opponent who shouts "surrender" too much, and her sword can't be taken back.

After stepping down from the challenge arena, Qingyan casually asks a disciple of xueshamen about Dai Ye's situation. He learns that Dai Ye takes out the walking corpse and crushes his opponent. After he has left successfully, he can only go back to the tent.

She just wanted to see it again.

She sat on the chair in the tent, took out the guzheng, just plucked a string, and put the guzheng back into space.

She pulled out the red blood sword again, wiped its blood red body with animal skin, and stopped immediately.

Chen Hao thought that he could enjoy his own careful maintenance!

He could see that Xiaoyan was in a state of anxiety.

"Do you want to find Dai ye?"

"This is not the time!" Light Yan walked back and forth in the narrow tent, and then simply did it on the bed, rubbing her hair with her hands, rubbing her long clean and smooth hair into a mess.

"It's not the right time!"

Chen Hao is more aware of the strength of the venue of the southern region martial arts competition than Qingyan.

There are nearly 100 strong people in the field, and even more than one is at the top of the field. If Xiaoyan wants to get into trouble with the Yin corpse sect, he has to pass Nie Liqun and the Yin corpse sect first.

In the challenge arena, she is the top talent in the southern region and the strong one in breaking the sky.

But under the challenge arena, she is a mole ant.

This is not the place where she can fool around.

She fiddled with the red blood soft sword, and with a click, the Red Blood Sword broke into 34 bars.

Like a snake, the whip sword slowly wound around her delicate body from top to bottom for 14 times. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. The sharp blade cut every inch of her skin.

Blood soon infected my clothes.

Chen Hao looks at Xiaoyan foolishly. He doesn't know what she's doing

She throws the hilt on the main beam of the tent roof. The part of the hilt entangles the main beam and slowly shrinks. Then she hangs the whole person upside down.

As the whip and sword tightened again, countless wounds on her body oozed blood, flowing down her body to her beautiful neck, then down her face, down her long hair, dripping to the ground.

She looked at her eyes with a wooden face, her body swinging back and forth in mid air.

It's like a swing.

Chen Hao didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say.

He saw the healed wound on Qingyan's face, the blood red teardrop under her left eye, and her dull eyes gradually turned blood red Then she closed her eyes slowly.

From the body of seventeen appeared again, he realized that the light Yan was wrong.

It's really strange how seventeen's body appeared in the southern region, but Chen Hao didn't go to explore the idea of what happened.As the sword spirit of the red blood sword, Chen Hao doesn't have much curiosity.

Even if there was, it was almost spent.

For him, too much curiosity is a kind of torture.

He is like a mollusk. He has been kept in the shell for a long time. In order to adapt to the shape of the shell, his body has been completely deformed.

"Lord Jianling, is that what you call a curse?" I don't know when, light Yan opened her light red eyes and asked in a low voice, "before, I thought that the so-called curse was just a rumor..."

"I'm not sure, but I reminded you..."

"Can't you control it?" Light Yan asks again.

Hearing light Yan's query, the body of Red Blood Sword shrinks, light Yan hums, and the blood on the ground gathers into a small puddle.

"Do you think I want to see seventeen again?"

"Lord Jianling You seem angry! "

"Er..."

Chen Hao was silent.

Light Yan continues to ask a way: "can loosen a bit?"? Lord Jianling, you hurt me

Red Blood Sword gradually loose, slowly put down light Yan, her head directly hit the ground.

Light Yan whispered: "wait, don't put me down!"

Chen Hao asked curiously, "doesn't it hurt? Or do you enjoy being cut by more than 30 pieces of sword? "

As the soul of the red blood sword, Chen Hao knows very well that almost all the 34 pieces of the sword cut into the flesh of Qingyan. Although they all avoided the crucial position, ordinary people can't bear the pain.

This is a form of torture.

"It hurts! But only in this way can I calm down! " Light Yan's eyes lost focus, "do you know what I want to do most now?"

"I know!"

"But my reason tells me Not now, not yet. It's not the time Do you understand the pain? My heart is like being baked by fire Do you understand the feeling? "

Chen Hao knows how light Yan feels.

When he was just locked in the red blood sword, he couldn't move or speak He also wanted to die Especially at dusk and midnight, that terrible anxiety, crazy imagination, boundless hatred Almost drove him crazy

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