However, what he imagined did not happen. Su Yao held out two fingers and held the sword flying towards him easily.
However, there is still a price to pay for pretending to be forced. His finger was cut by a sharp blade, and blood flowed from his fingers.
Looking at this scene, Lan Ling's heart was even more flustered. He ran over, "Su Yao, are your hands OK?"
"It's OK. It's just a little hurt." Su Yao returned the sword to him, "but did you just want to kill me? You are really cruel."
Lan Ling shook her head, "no, I'm just surprised by your irregular words just now. Don't say that again."
"What did I say just now? Why don't I remember?" Su Yao pretended to be very innocent. "You don't want to slander me, do you?"
Lan Ling a face angry, "I just won't slander people casually."
"Then tell me what I said just now."
"You just..." Words open mouth, Lan Ling suddenly thought of what, then immediately opened his mouth, "what did you say, your own heart clear."
Seeing that he wasn't cheated, Su Yao curled his lips. "It's boring. Go on practicing your sword. Remember, don't let the sword go. I don't want to hurt my other fingers."
“…… Are your fingers OK? Do you want me to bandage it for you
"No Su Yao refused his offer. "It's OK to have such a small injury, and I'm not a gold medal. You should practice your sword quickly..."
"By the way, don't you want to be lazy when you say so much?"
Listen to this, Lan Ling immediately did not have a good breath of staring at him, "kind hearted as a donkey's liver and lung, I don't care about you, let your finger rot good."
Su Yao held out Erkang's hand. "Ah, this kind of joke can't be played. How can you be so stingy?"
Lanling pretended not to hear his words, and practiced his sword there.
Su Yao lay back on the couch and looked up with his right hand. The wound on his finger had healed. If it hadn't been covered with blood, he would have doubted whether he had been really injured.
Tut, is it possible that after he became rose essence, he still had the healing ability of plants?
But it's a good thing. At least he won't have to worry about how long he'll stay in bed after he gets hurt.
If you don't know, it will heal.
Do you want to find a time to test your special ability?
Overhearing his heartfelt voice, the dumpling mouth reminded, "host, you must not die. Now you only have slight injuries that can actively heal. If you want to heal serious injuries on your own initiative, you can only wait until you practice to a certain degree. "
"How many years does that take?"
"It will take hundreds of years." Some of the dumplings are not sure.
"Well, forget it. At that time, Lanling was already dead. I couldn't have stayed in the world for such a long time. Moreover, I think this level is very good now."
“…… Host, you're not very self-motivated, aren't you? " Glutinous rice balls can't help but make complaints about it.
"I'm sorry, I'm such a person. After all, my lifelong pursuit is to be a salted fish to eat and die."
"Host, but you are not a salted fish, but a cat."
"Well, this kind of thing is not important, but the result."
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