Chapter 511

Liu Qingjun gave him a light call: "Star River."

"Xinghe, don't be afraid. I won't let him take you away."

Gu Bai smiles at him, as bright as the morning sun: "I believe."

There was a lump in my throat.

He suddenly thought of the time when he felt empty or sincere. He asked, "frost Chen, do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe in mourning," he said with a smile

The smiling face seemed to overlap with the person in front of it.

The sword spirit of jiusha sword was still weeping, shouting: "please help me, my Lord!"

Robbing mourning was slowed down by this call, eyes became cold, stretched out a hand, Zhenyuan gathered, rushed to the long Sky Sword in Gu Bai's hand.

He didn't want to hurt Gu Bai. He just wanted him to let go of Jiu Sha Jian Ling.

But Gu Bai hated him deeply, where would he distinguish light from heavy.

Gu Bai snorted, and his aura condensed to block the attack of the robbery. And he himself took the sword to his side.

"Let go of me, bad man!" The remaining power of Changtian sword made jiusha sword spirit very uncomfortable. He wanted to move his body, but he was tightly bound. He didn't even have the ability to change back to the sword body, so he had to kick his legs.

"My Lord, wuwuwu, bad people bully me!" The sword spirit wailed, which made Gu Bai a little upset. The tiger whispered: "don't cry!"

After thinking about it, he added, "or I'll give you candy!"

The nine kill sword spirit didn't dare to move, two tears were hanging in his eyes.

Gu Bai remembers that Liu Qingjun once said that some swords could not touch any sweets, otherwise their mana would disappear for three days.

It's really useful.

Liu Qingjun reached for Gu Bai's hand, pulled his tight fingers one by one, and clasped his ten fingers. "Master is here, it's OK."

Warmth from the fingertips, has been gathered to the chest, even those resentment, also smoothed a little.

Gu Bai bent his eyes.

Looking at them like this, he was suddenly depressed.

Why?

Why does Liu Qingjun look so happy? He is in an independent position like himself.

What frost Chen chooses is always Liu Qingjun.

Why, why can he still keep such a naive, stupid, soft heart.

He should fall into the boundless darkness, despair, depravity and madness just like himself.

Rob mourn suddenly a smile, that originally handsome, elegant face, beating endless crazy.

Almost subconsciously, Gu Bai hugs Liu Qingjun and turns over to him.

The boundless darkness spread, and a flash of light followed.

"Poof." The cold concealed weapon penetrated the soft body.

Wet and sticky blood, slowly gushing out.

Liu Qingjun hugged him, and his lower lip closed tightly. He lowered his eyes and took Gu Bai to one side. Zhenyuan gathered together and carefully took out the concealed weapon.

Gu Bai also gathered aura to stop the blood of the wound quickly. Seeing Liu Qingjun's tight chin, he said with a soothing smile, "master, I'm ok."

Liu Qingjun looked at him, the wound is not deep, maybe it is the robbery mourning finally closed.

But the color of blood easily reminded him of the feeling of sudden cardiac arrest when he heard Gu Bai jumping off the cliff.

"Never again." He almost bit his teeth and jumped out word by word.

"I see, master." Gu Bai's face was slightly white, but he still laughed at him.