Bailian also tried to shake his palms hard, but the palms of the two seemed to be welded together, firmly stuck together, which was obviously not caused by external force.
Among the three, Su Jing, who had both hands occupied, was the calmest.
She looked at Yin Baishuang carefully for a while, her dark eyebrows slightly raised, and her voice was as calm as ever: "You want to chop off my hand?"
Yin Baishuang snorted coldly: "Nonsense, am I going to cut off my own hand?" Her temper was very bad.
Su Jing couldn't deny it, but he raised his left arm in a rare meekness and calmness, pushed it towards her, and said slowly: "Will you kill it?"
Yin Baishuang, who was about to drop the sword fiercely, was stunned by her generous and straightforward posture, and found it difficult to make a move.
Su Jing's attitude was so calm that he didn't take it seriously, and his tone was as relaxed as if he was joking.
But Yin Baishuang knew that Su Jing never told jokes.
"What are you planning?" Han Zhijian squeezed the sword tightly in his hand.
Yin Baishuang was not sure what Su Jing was up to for a moment, so she looked up at Su Jing's expression with a gloomy face.
When she raised her head, she was still in the mood to look at Su Jing's face. Her eyes were instantly attracted by the pair of rabbit ears swaying in the wind on her head.
The corner of Yin Baishuang's mouth twitched, and she recovered from the initial shock. The Hanzhi Sword that was frozen in her hand suddenly drew a cold sword light, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the side of Su Jing's snow-white neck.
She stood up suddenly and said sharply and vigilantly: "What a monster!"
No wonder this hateful woman is so generous and abnormal today?
It turns out that the Thousand-year-old Bastard has been tricked and plotted inside the bronze door, and was possessed by the rabbit spirit!
I don’t know what kind of evil rabbit he is, but he learned Su Jing’s every word and deed so vividly.
If it weren't for her lack of moral integrity and her failure to hide her ears so that she could see the flaw, she would have been able to hide it through disguise.
Su Jing Suixin's calm face was instantly as black as the bottom of a pot, and the soft down on both ears exploded.
Balian: "..."
Yin Baishuang narrowed her beautiful eyes, looked down at her, and smiled coldly: "The rabbit is fat and brave, but you can't touch her. Get out of here and die."
Su Jing's eyes were full of alienation and coldness: "It's just that you don't have a brain. Are your eyes born in vain?"
Her voice was cold and captivating, not angry but intimidating.
It's a pity that Su Jing is raising his head at this time, his eyelashes are covered with moonlight, and the silk ribbon binding his hair was lost somewhere during the battle.
Her air-dried hair was messy and soft, which alleviated her natural coldness and made her look more girlish.
Hidden among the messy locks of hair that stick up here and there are those soft white and cute little ears that twitch when they are angry...
It really... looks like there is no power at all.
Even Yin Baishuang, who was majestic and cold, was not afraid, let alone this rabbit with floppy ears.
She laughed and simply thrust the Han Zhi Sword into the grass on the ground.
The free hand reached out unceremoniously, grabbed the pair of small ears on Su Jing's head, and said with a sarcastic expression: "I don't have a brain? You damn rabbit has such an arrogant tone, do you really think I'm stupid? ? With Su Jing’s arrogant temperament, how could she allow herself to end up in such a ridiculous situation? "
Balian was shocked by what he saw, secretly thinking that if he took one more look at those ears, Su Jing would like to blind him.
This little aunt is quite domineering. She kneads and plays with her hands up and down.
At this time, the rabbit girl was so angry that her stomach exploded.
Sure enough, Su Jing's slender eyebrows were raised angrily, her cold eyes filled with evil intent, and her eyes were as if they wanted to eat someone: "Let go."
Damn it, both hands were occupied and she couldn't even raise her hands to wave away.
Yin Baishuang became more and more enthusiastic, dexterously tying, untying, and then tying the pair of rabbit ears with her five fingers. Such repeated teasing behavior was simply outrageous.
Balian looked horrified.
"I was surprised. With Su Jing's temperament, how could he offer his hand to me to cut him off? It turns out that he wished he could get rid of me earlier. Why, he was afraid that if he stayed by my side for a long time, I would notice you. Real body? Or..."
Yin Baishuang squinted her eyes and glanced at Bailian beside her. She narrowed her eyes and joked coldly: "Do you want to eat this little corpse demon when no one is around? Bad Rabbit is not afraid to kill him." Your front teeth are chipped."
Su Jing, who was glaring angrily just a moment ago, suddenly lowered her eyelashes and became cold and silent.
Seeing this, Balian hurriedly explained: "Miss Yin has misunderstood. Miss Su Jing is helpless to be like this. It is the side effects caused by taking the juice of the sacred tree, not the rabbit." The essence is gone."
"Sacred tree juice source." Yin Baishuang frowned, then slowly let go of Su Jing's ears, looked her up and down carefully, smiled coolly, and said, "So, is it really Su Jing?"
Su Jing's eyes calmed down and he looked up at her: "I don't think this is what you should be worrying about."
Yin Baishuang frowned deeper and lost her voice.
Su Jing said quietly: "How long do you want to dominate that Mo Yang Sword?"
These words were naturally spoken to Bai Lian.
Balian was stunned, and then he remembered that Yin Baishuang's abnormal excitement when she borrowed the sword in the sea was really scary.
But for some reason, when he was blown by the wind in the world, his whole body became strangely calm, as if he was deliberately escaping from something.
He kept her precious sword on his body for a long time, but he didn't see her asking to take it back.
Balian hurriedly returned the hot sword.
Yin Baishuang took the Mo Yang Sword. The sun pattern on the sword slowly lost its spirituality. A freezing sound came from the sword. Bloody ice spread out from the joint between the sword's boring and the scabbard, sealing the sword's energy.
This sword slowly fell into a dead sleep at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She was quiet for a long time, then the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a desolate arc, her fingertips rubbed the pattern on the scabbard involuntarily, and she whispered softly: "Tell me, is this considered betrayal?"
No one knew who she was asking.
Therefore, neither Su Jing nor Bai Lian spoke.
But the blood ice on Mo Yang's sword became thicker and thicker, and began to spread towards the entire sword body.
With a cold expression, Yin Baishuang raised her hand and the sword Mo Yang, which was hidden close to her body, was thrown into the lake and gradually sank and disappeared.
She looked at the lake and night, with a cold haze in her eyes: "From today on, there is only Han Zhi in the world, and there is no more Mo Yang."
Balian's face changed slightly. He never thought that when he borrowed a sword, such a rare sword would be abandoned by its owner indifferently. He hurriedly said: "Miss Yin, you..."
"That's enough." Yin Baishuang's voice was cold and calm, her eyes were like a dry and deep ancient well, she sneered and said: "If it is pulled out by the wrong person at the wrong time, I will no longer need the Mo Yang Sword. "
Su Jing suddenly said: "Why do you think he is the wrong person?"
