It had been a long time since Jiang Luo had wanted to kill someone so much.
Even if Mu Zheng, the idiot, didn't die, she would feel sorry for herself.
But Mu Zheng, who was standing below, had no fear at all on her face. She even squinted her eyes and smiled with interest: "You're here."
How interesting hahaha.
Jiang Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He neatly held a sword flower in his hand, and then wrapped his spiritual power and stabbed towards him quickly.
It stands to reason that with the strength that this guy Mu Zheng has shown, it is absolutely impossible to escape.
but--
The steps under his feet were strange and extraordinary. They looked chaotic, but in fact, none of her swords landed on the ground.
Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows.
This is very interesting.
In these millions of years, except for the one who is not dead, no one can fight with her in terms of strength alone.
The fighting spirit in her eyes soared, and Mu Zheng opposite her seemed to have the same idea.
The spiritual power of the two people exploded, and they simultaneously revealed their true strength.
The onlookers felt as if the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was being rapidly extracted by something, while the cultivation levels of the two people in the center of everyone's sight below had skyrocketed.
The crimson skirt of the woman was blown by the wind, and the two people raised their hands in unison. They simply exchanged palms with spiritual power without using any skills.
The onlookers could barely see the situation clearly and felt that their movements were slow. However, Jiang Luo and Mu Zheng had such thoughts in their heads the moment their palms came into contact.
The person opposite is very strong.
It gives people the feeling that it is even separated from all the ordinary things in this world.
It makes people feel as if they are fighting against the will of heaven.
Finally, spiritual power burst out from the place where the two palms came into contact, pushing around like water waves. Everyone who came into contact was shaken away and vomited blood.
Mu Sheng frowned slightly and calmly caused many people around him to receive a spiritual shock.
Both Jiang Luo and Jiang Luo were knocked back by the spiritual force. When they raised their heads again, the corners of their lips were bloodshot.
"Hahahahaha," Mu Zheng laughed, with obvious madness in the young man's eyes, "I just said that we should be close friends."
"Only you are enough to fight me!"
Jiang Luo said nothing.
She only agreed with the last half of this idiot's sentence.
She simply sheathed her sword. She had just matched her opponent in the fight. She knew the strength of the opponent and she couldn't kill him for a while, so she just gave up.
After all, tonight is her wedding night.
hateful.
Still angry.
She stared at the young man not far away, her eyes turned cold: "Don't let this happen again."
Mu Zheng didn't seem to hear anything. He slowly stood up straight and wiped the bloodshot blood from the corners of his lips with his thumb: "What's so good about him?"
"He was hurt to the core by me. He will definitely look like this in the next ten years. You might as well stay with me."
Jiang Luo tugged at the corners of her lips and wiped the blood from them casually, "Who do you think you are?"
Although she looked a little embarrassed, her eyes were still contemptuous and cold, "You are worthy of comparing with him."
This makes people unhappy.
The smile on Mu Zheng's face disappeared instantly, and he just stared at her expressionlessly. But not long after, he laughed lazily again: "I really don't deserve to compare with him."
"People like us are still aware of ourselves, but aren't you the same? I said, we should be bosom friends."
From the first moment he saw Jiang Luo, he knew that this person was the same kind as him.
They are all monsters hiding in the crowd. Although they look like normal people on the surface, in fact, they all carry the stench of blood and rotting corpses.
Jiang Luo sneered: "Are you worthy?"
She was too lazy to talk to this idiot and turned around to leave, but Mu Zheng shouted loudly: "One more fight!"
Jiang Luo paused and looked back at him.
The ponytail tied high on the back of the young man's head swayed, and he looked really high-spirited and high-spirited that was unique to his age.
"Consider it my wedding gift."
Jiang Luo laughed at this: "This is not the wedding gift you gave me."
But she also had this intention. She flipped her wrist and held the sword in her hand again.
Mu Zheng looked at her sword with interest: "Tell the truth."
"I really didn't expect that your natural weapon would be a sword. A sword is a gentleman's weapon, tsk tsk tsk."
He shook his head and sighed with a smile, "I'm not worthy of you."
Jiang Luo did not refute this.
In fact, the sword did not belong to her, but to that person, but that person seemed to have anticipated what was about to happen before the accident and gave the sword to her.
Later, that person's soul was shattered, and a small amount of soul fragments entered the sword, and the connection between her and the sword was truly bound.
Originally, she was indeed not used to using this sword, but after thousands of years, she should get used to it no matter how hard she got used to it.
Jiang Luo's attention was not focused on this, and his voice was slightly deeper, "Stop talking nonsense."
Mu Zheng smiled and took out a soft sword as shiny as silk.
The two of them fought together again. This soft sword fit Mu Zheng very well, like a poisonous snake curled up in a dark corner. Although it looked soft, it could slip out of tricky corners without paying attention. Come out and give someone a bite.
Finally, Jiang Luo's long sword narrowly missed Mu Zheng's neck, leaving a faint red mark.
Mu Zheng's soft sword also came out from an extremely tricky angle and scratched her arm. It seemed like just a light stroke, but it also left a deep wound that could be seen in the bone.
Mu Zheng wiped the blood from the wound on her neck and took a sip from her lips: "You are still better."
Jiang Luo took a step back, lowered his eyes and glanced at the injury on his arm. His flaxen eyes did not distinguish between joy and anger, "Promise."
Mu Zheng laughed again and sheathed her sword: "Okay."
He waved his hand back, and the young man's back looked very happy: "I won't send you off, just walk slowly."
Jiang Luo twitched the corners of his lips but said nothing.
No one saw it. After Mu Zheng completely disappeared from everyone's eyes, he hurriedly found an alley and leaned against the wall, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.
Damn it.
He coughed and vomited, and after vomiting all the blood, he seemed to have lost all his strength and sat on the ground leaning against the wall.
Jiang Luo is indeed very similar to him.
Not sure what came to mind, Mu Zheng laughed feebly in a low voice again.
So refreshing.
This feeling of being able to have an open and honest fight with a close friend.
After all, no one had ever known that he looked like this since he was practicing.
Those who died in his hands all fell into his trap silently.
So stupid of them.
Hahahahahaha.
He was laughing and vomiting blood, but he didn't care at all. It was estimated that the blood on his chest was almost spit out, so he reached out and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened, humming in a clear young voice. Song.
"The boat is rocking..."
The waning moon hanging on the branches of the dead tree at the entrance of the alley looked like a small boat. The night wind mixed with the smell of blood blew over and shook the branches of the tree, making it look like the moon boat was gently rocking.
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Jiang Luo watched the young man leave, originally standing still and calm, but as soon as he was out of sight, she couldn't bear it anymore, and vomited a large mouthful of blood as soon as she lowered her head.
I go.
It hurts.
That damn boy is so cruel.
Mu Sheng frowned, and in a flash, he came to her side and supported her: "How is it?"
Jiang Luo was not polite. Most of his body weight was placed on him, and he waved his hands feebly: "You can't die."
She was injured, and of course the boy was seriously injured too.
But the two of them are really similar. Both of them are very concerned about face, and when they are separated, one pretends to be better than the other.
Mu Sheng frowned, picked her up and headed towards Jiang's house with his sword.
Before he left, Jiang Luo remembered something else. He poked his head out of the man's arms and found the owner of the inn accurately: "That...who is that?"
The boss looked around and finally realized with a confused expression that the person she seemed to be calling was him. He took a step forward and said, "Miss... are you calling me?"
"Yes," Jiang Luo nodded, "Your inn collapsed. Remember to ask Mu Zheng to compensate you."
What a joke, this was originally caused by the lunatic Mu Zheng himself, so of course he had to pay for it himself.
And she couldn't use the Mu family's money to compensate. She was now married to the Mu family, and the head of the Mu family was her husband. In this case, what was the difference between the Mu family's money and her money.
Um.
no difference.
The boss was stunned: "Huh?"
"Ah!!" He reacted quickly, "Muzheng?!"
Jiang Luo: "Yes, it's Mu Zheng, the second son of the Mu family."
After she finished speaking, Mu Sheng took her back.
She was carried all the way back to the Jiang family's new house. At this moment, the servants were still guarding the door. When she saw them coming back, Manman's eyes turned red and she almost cried, "Miss——!! "
She took a closer look and was so frightened that she froze. After two seconds, she came back to her senses and immediately wailed, "My lady, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, how did you do this?!"
Jiang Luo was shocked by her voice. She pinched her ears helplessly and said, "Keep your voice down. If you scream again, everyone outside will know."
But she is really miserable like this.
The red wedding dress she was wearing was torn to pieces by the sharp spiritual energy, her carefully pulled up hair was messed up, and there was blood on the corners of her lips.
The most horrifying thing was that the clothes on her arms had a huge tear, and the exposed scars were so deep that the bones were visible, and the skin around the outturned flesh was extremely red and swollen.
Manman closed her voice in aggrieved tone, and was extremely nervous: "Miss, you are in pain like this. I will go find medicine for you."
Jiang Luo stopped her and said, "No, no, no."
"Don't make any noise about this."
After she gave the instructions, Mu Sheng carried her in.
The new house is still the same as before. Jiang Luo was so excited from the fight that he was already a little weak even when he spoke. He still had time to chat with Mu Sheng: "Look at this."
She complained in a low voice and tugged on the sleeves of Mu Sheng's clothes who were applying medicine and bandaging on her, "How about we have a drink first?"
After all, it’s a wedding night.
Can't waste, can't waste.
Mu Sheng paused and looked at her intently.
Jiang Luo looked confused. After a while, she realized that his eyes were a little helpless, but she was still confused and didn't understand why her Bai Yueguang looked at him like that.
Mu Sheng could see that she was really confused. He paused, sighed, and said softly: "You are hurt so badly, why should you drink?"
Jiang Luo snorted and complained softly: "You can't blame me."
"That idiot Mu Zheng, if I just ask someone to return you to me, it will definitely not be possible."
"Who told you to be kidnapped during the wedding night?"
Mu Sheng did not explain himself, saying that he was taken away so quietly because he was drugged. Instead, he nodded and said simply: "It's my fault."
Otherwise, he would not let his new wife get hurt on her wedding day.
He lowered his eyes with some remorse. Although the wounds on the girl's arms had been treated, they still looked ferocious.
When the white powder was poured on, the blood quickly turned red, which was in sharp contrast to the white bones inside.
"I'm sorry, Luoluo."
He blamed himself so much. Looking at Jiang Luo from this angle, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see the man's eyes turning red inadvertently.
Eh! ! !
Cried? ! !
As the saying goes! Tears are men’s black silk! ! ! !
She suddenly became interested and stared at Mu Sheng motionlessly.
The man realized her gaze, sighed softly, stretched out his hand to cover her gaze, and said in a mute voice: "Don't look."
Jiang Luo blinked, but did not reach out to pull the man's hand off.
She understands! Men, they all want to save face! ! She just pretended not to see it! !
but! !
Her Bai Yueguang cried for her! !
It’s really exciting!
Jiang Luo licked his lower lip unconsciously.
Soon, Mu Sheng calmed down his emotions. After putting down the hand that covered Jiang Luo's sight, all he could see was a circle of crimson around his eyes.
But it is also very beautiful. The dark peach blossom eyes look quite watery due to the tears just now. Coupled with the wet red at the end of the eyes, they look like a petal stained with dew.
Jiang Luo stared at him motionless.
Mu Sheng was now able to automatically block her sight and continued to clean her wounds.
Mu Zheng's soft sword is not simple. I don't know what material it is made of. The usual hemostatic medicine for this wound is useless to it.
Mu Sheng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, took a bottle of other medicine from his pocket, and sprinkled it on carefully.
This time it worked quickly and the bleeding gradually stopped, but the powder was also stained red.
He gently scraped off the layer of powder and applied another layer.
It stands to reason that this process is extremely painful. No matter how gentle his movements are, the pain is inevitable.
So while he was doing it, he was observing the girl with distress in his eyes.
But I don't know why, although the girl's face looks pale, she is still smiling.
It was as if the pain was completely insignificant to her.
...Although it is indeed not worth mentioning.
