Chapter 317

Zizi Zizi——

Niro's dark green light and shadow blew his wound like light smoke, and hemostasis and healing had been completed in a few breath. The dark green glow from the broken mask became more and more intense, almost illuminating the nearby woods!

Boom!

He stepped heavily on the ground. The light and shadow on his body seemed to be distorted and fall under the influence of gravity, and it was like a tight bow string bending sharply. The light burst together without hair, and broke out at any time like a flood. The strong sense of depression made mingshuiyun lose the ability to resist directly and can only sit on the ground!

Dong!

With a light sound, mingshuiyun only saw a dark green wandering phantom cut through the sky. However, Niro jumped behind Yue Yu the next second and cut off the back of Yue Yu's neck like an executioner. The Sakura dragon with Sakura long Sabre almost penetrated into Yue Yu's flesh and blood!

Sakura dragon sword dance · turn!

Seeing that the red haired man with full appearance momentum was about to leave before he was handsome for a few seconds, mingshuiyun almost couldn't help crying out, but the sudden dark curtain drowned all her thoughts.

"You chose the worst angle," she heard the man say. "Back stabbing is my most familiar rhythm."

Familiar? Familiar with back stabbing others? Or are you familiar with... Being stabbed in the back by others?

In a few seconds when mingshuiyun was distracted, there were several sounds of flesh and blood rolling in the dark. Then mingshuiyun felt that he was splashed with water.

When the darkness dissipated, she saw that Niro had retreated to the branch five steps away, and his limbs and torso were full of blood marks torn out by his bare hands. The broken mask covered all his expressions. The dark green glow swept in the crack of the mask seemed to reflect that his mood was not calm.

However, in comparison, the red haired man's injury is more serious: a tragic knife cut from the left shoulder to the right chest. If the knife cuts deeper and deeper, now the red haired man may have been divided into two.

Mingshuiyun subconsciously wiped the water stains on his face and found the blood splashed by the red haired man.

The blood flowed along his arm, drop by drop in the soil of Vientiane Sen, and gradually gathered into a river, just like the countdown to life in the hourglass. His clothes drooped, revealing his snow-white skin and the ugly scars engraved on his snow-white body.

She was Ming Shuiyun, a little nervous: "do you have to take an oath near the radiance of the holy sword?"

"If there is this restriction, you don't need the sword seeker to get the mark first. Just let the sword seeker and the scabbard take an oath next to the glory of the holy sword." Yue said calmly: "since the step is for the sword seeker to get the mark first and then take an oath, it means that the oath ceremony only needs the scabbard and the sword seeker."

"There should be something wrong with the oath. You just misappropriate the oath of Ming Shuangli, but you are not Ming Shuangli. Ming Shuangli really wants Niro to fight for her, and you don't seem to have this... Idea."

"Mingshuiyun, what grand ideal do you have? Say it and ask me to help you complete it. This is your oath."

Mingshuiyun was slightly stunned. She firmly shook her head to shangleyu's calm eyes like a lake.

"I can't tell you."

"Secret?"

"Until my dream comes true, it's a secret I can't tell others."

"... it seems that I've got a very personalized card." Yue tut said, "well, I'll say one and you'll say one."

"OK."

"From now on."

"From now on."

"Good times and bad times."

"Good times and bad times."

"Rich or poor."

"Rich or poor."

"Disability or health."

"Disability or health."

"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"

"Are you willing to be loyal to me until death?"

Yue Yu: "I will."

Mingshuiyun subconsciously repeated, "I do."

The golden silk thread stretches from the back of mingshuiyun's hand, just like a picky embroidery master weaving an inscription on the back of Yueyu's hand. Because there was no pain for a long time, Yue Yu didn't know whether it was painful or not, but he felt the back of his hand warm and his palm seemed to be tickled. Generally speaking, the service was good and Huiyao tattoo was trustworthy.

When the light dissipated, they stretched out the back of their hands at the same time to see the marks of both sides.

"Mine are three clouds chasing each other. Yours is... What?" Mingshui cloud frowned: "it seems to be two overlapping tools?"

"Nothing."

Yue Yu took back his right hand, tore off the cloth strip, wrapped his palm and hid the mark on the back of his hand.

"Just a sickle and a hammer."