The Witch Nichang

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I did n’t know how long the test was going on. I did n’t know how long it took. Even the trainees had not looked at it as carefully as I had been asked before. I was actually confused.

After suffering pain for a long time, the whole person is in a state of confusion, confused by pain, and confused by everything.

But I remembered the result of that test, because in the end, I was shaken back to my mind in a loud violent drink.

"what do you mean!"

The violent drink came from the safflower ghost mother, with a little feeling of shame and anger, and came in thunder in the dark.

Before this, for a long time, I could only hear the sound of weapon clashes and clothing decisions, and it was monotonous and rhythmless, and it blew loudly in my ears, causing people to be excited.

In Lian Er's arms, I raised my head blankly, opened my eyes and looked into the dark, knowing that I had always been awake, and had not lost consciousness, but there was a blank period in my mind, so long as to pass There is no concept, let alone know what happened on the dark side, which will cause the safflower ghost mother to react so.

The first reaction was to ask behind him, asking what happened to the person holding him, but hesitated.

Reunion Until now, Lianer has never spoken to me half a sentence, even if I had previously heard such a solemn command, I didn't reply half a word.

In fact, I can guess some reasons for her doing this, but no longer have the energy to think about the way to deal with it, but have to let this strange atmosphere of coexistence flow between each other temporarily.

Fortunately, there is no need to hesitate for too long, it is OK to not ask, because the conversation on the dark side continues, and the voice is clear and legible.

"What do you mean?" The voice of the mother-in-law swaying with the leaves, accompanied by the master's answer, seemed to stop on a large tree not far away, and the breath was stable: "It was you who suddenly stopped, but asked me doing what?"

"Hugh, you know why!" The voice of the Red Flower Ghost Mother is on the opposite side, even at the same height, but relative to the master, it is obviously more impatient: "You and I are not equal in strength, and every inch of confrontation is the best Only when you go, can you be happy, but now you have more than a hundred strokes. You are always cautious and self-protection. Do you look down on my opponent? "

"Why don't you look down on it? You and I have no grudges. At the beginning, I just talked about it. Since that's the case, I should have some measure."

"Huh! Masters are tricky, and the difference is ridiculous. Although it is the name of learning, you can't leave behind. How can you be as stubborn as you, and it took me years to hang up, but it turned out to be timid and afraid of death. only!"

The safflower ghost mother's words were fierce, and all kinds of sarcasm were harsh. It seemed to have a sense of radicalism. I heard a lot of sobriety, and immediately felt unconscious. Master's character is strong and soft, not hard. If the radical method is one, I am afraid that the next thing is really betting on life and death. This is the situation that I am most worried about. I ca n’t stop it!

At a time of anxiety, I don't know what to do when things are good, but things didn't unexpectedly move in the direction of worry.

I was quiet for a while, but it was not the tranquility before the storm that I was worried about. When I spoke again, Master was still stable as usual: "Although I'm not a timid person, but one thing is right, right now, I still don't want to die. "

Such an answer is even more shocking than anything outrageous. It's not just me who is surprised. Even the safflower ghost mother apparently didn't expect it, only blurted out: "What?" It seemed suspicious that he heard it wrong. Already.

But she didn't hear it wrong.

"To be precise, I can't die now-the person who is engaged in the contract can't easily bet on his life and discuss the competition." Master is still indifferent and talks eloquently: "Otherwise, life and death are small, and distrust is large. Not what I want. "

"You ..." Honghua Guimu listened to these words, firstly hesitated and immediately refuted after returning to God: "I see that you have many excuses. What can be renewed? What's more? Years have passed, will it not happen before you and I have a fight! "

She didn't understand, but my heart lifted a little.

"... Good to say, the order of things, the agreement is indeed before your appointment with me." Master seemed a little hesitant at the beginning, speaking slowly, after all, it was her biggest mind, both me and Lianer I should n’t know, and I did n’t expect that she would openly say to an outsider at this moment: “I had an appointment with people more than ten years ago, and each created a school of swordsmanship. After a year, I decided to compete and see who was strong. Over the years, I have lived for this. Seeing that the appointment period is approaching, how can I allow myself to succumb to the sidelines, and you and I can negotiate with each other, but when you are unscrupulous, but you have the best, but in me, you can only click until the end , That's it, sorry. "

After that, the atmosphere froze.

They no longer talked or heard each other, and the dark leaf trembling insects sounded like nothing.

I leaned on Lianer, I could n’t see it, but my heart seemed to be able to draw a picture of a sword. To this night, Master seems to me to be a kind of peace and kindness, but I ’ve done my best, but according to the strange temper of the other person, I may not appreciate it. If the safflower ghost mother still wants to force Master to work hard, she is not helpless ...

Right now, I and Lianer can be said to be Master's biggest weakness ...

I can think of the worst possibility, but I can't think of how to solve this possibility. I can only let things go. This is a very bad feeling, as if someone in the world is laughing at your inability again and again.

There is only hope, just to be laughed at.

After a dull stalemate, the safflower ghost mother finally spoke, and her tone was full of unwillingness, but it also lost a lot of icy coldness: "You say! How long is your appointment in the next year Are you here? "

"Except for this year, there are still four years." The master answered without hesitation, apparently remembering his heart.

"Okay!" As if making a determination, the safflower ghost mother stopped drinking and said: "Friends are easy to get, opponents are hard to find. With hardships, I don't care about staying for years. I will add one more to it and make a one-to-one agreement with you. Will you have the courage to take it? "

The answer to her was Master's loud laughter. The laughter lasted for a long time. I never heard her laugh like this, but I didn't think it was the way she should be. , Without any worries, it seems that the people in the rivers and lakes are more free and easy.

"Okay!" After the laugh, the familiar voice resolutely replied: "If you have an opponent like this, will Ling be unwilling to make an agreement? As long as Ling is not dead, he will be fully obliged to accompany him!"

"Do you dare to high-five with me?" As if echoing it, the voice of Honghua Guimu is no longer gloomy and sharp, but rather so impassioned, like a true female hero.

"High-five as an alliance, **** oath!"

In the dark, there were clothing decisions fluttering first, and then there were three popping sounds. The clear applause echoed in the night forest, unlike the previous confrontation, it was so crisp and clear.

"Report your name!"

"There is no nickname, real name Ling Muhua!"

"What a Ling Muhua. You already know the name of the Red Flower Ghost Mother. I am surnamed Gongsun. Remember, I made a covenant here. It's here at noon!"

"I don't see you!"

I couldn't see it clearly, but I heard it clearly, bit by bit, and put it in my ears, keeping it in my heart.

Let go, but bewildered, immersed in a hazy anxiety, there are some pictures, some words flashed, but like sand in the hands of the smoke in front of you, can not hold it.

It's just a story. Should it be like this?

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The number of words is a little bit less. Send it first to keep the next day.

The protagonist in this chapter is Master ...

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