Hear the words.
Xuanyuan Qiong suddenly stopped moving, and instantly felt that the chicken drumsticks in his hands were no longer so fragrant.
"Don't get me wrong."
Seeing the other party's face darken.
Xue Yun quickly explained: "As a captain, I have to understand the basic situation of each of you. If there is an encounter, I can assign positions..."
This may be true or false.
In fact, it was Xue Yun's curiosity that took over.
Based on his understanding of Xuanyuan Qiong——
As the carrier of the Daxia royal family's "Sword Spirit Commander", the opponent's power almost entirely comes from the country's freak "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit".
Without the protection of the sword spirit, Xuanyuan Qiong's combat power should have been completely lost.
But the problem is.
Since the Imperial City Tiger dared to send it to carry out such a dangerous mission, it was enough to show that Xuanyuan Qiong seemed not to be affected at all and still possessed terrifying strength.
This is really weird.
"Actually, you don't need to beat around the bush."
He raised his head and took a sip of beer.
Xuanyuan Qiong drooped her eyelids and said without hesitation:
"You want to know if I can still confront you head-on without falling behind like before, right?"
He raised his eyebrows.
Xue Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Obviously Xuanyuan Qiong didn't know that after that battle, Xue Yun realized his own "Path of Reincarnation" in the Imperial Tomb of Daxia.
Even if her combat power has not weakened at all, it is not difficult for Xue Yun to crush her now.
Evenly matched, no one is falling behind.
As Xue Yun's combat power soared crazily, that scene was something that could never be recalled.
"Yes, my power does come from ancestral spirits..."
Put down the empty beer can.
Xuanyuan Qiong sighed softly, shook his head and said, "However, the so-called 'Sword Spirit Commander' is by no means just a vassal of the monster in the country."
turn out to be.
When she was still young, she accepted the test of becoming a "Sword Spirit Controller" in the Imperial Mausoleum of Daxia.
Every cell in his body has long been refined by the sword energy of the Zhenguo freak.
She is the sword, and the sword is her.
With the unique bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan, even if the freak in Daxia Zhenguo has fallen, Xuanyuan Qiong can still freely display the unique sword intention of the "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit".
"It's just that without the blessing of the ancestral spirit's aura, my sword intention is no longer as sharp as before, and its power has indeed been weakened invisibly."
Frowning.
Xue Yun suddenly felt bad and asked: "So, how much has it been weakened?"
Eating barbecue alone.
Xuanyuan Qiong was completely unmoved and responded: "About 10%."
I go!
To my surprise, it turns out that it is only 10%, which is completely negligible!
The fact is——
Someone who has the ability to defeat Xuanyuan Qiong cannot have an advantage just because of this power gap.
As for those guys who are not strong enough, they will not be able to turn the tide just because they have this 10% advantage.
In other words.
The Xuanyuan Qiong in front of him still possesses terrifying combat power and can definitely be regarded as the main output force in the team.
"so far so good......"
He let out a long breath and shook his head in relief.
Xue Yun sighed: "This little gap should not have any impact on you."
"What's wrong?"
He raised his head and looked at Xue Yun.
Xuanyuan Qiong asked in a strange tone: "Are you starting to think about letting me be cannon fodder so soon?"
He was beaten so hard that he almost vomited blood.
Xue Yun twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a speechless expression: "How is it possible? Am I that kind of person?"
He smiled coldly.
Xuanyuan Qiong put down the barbecue, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and said coldly: "What kind of person do you think you are? When you beat me up, you didn't hold back at all."
Once again I was left speechless.
Xue Yun drooped his eyelids. Facing this powerful opponent in the past, he could only respond with a helpless smile.
Things change.
The old enemy who was always fighting to the death has now become a fierce general under his command.
In addition to lamenting the uncertainty of the world, Xue Yun didn't know how to think.
"But I should probably thank you."
The conversation changed.
Xuanyuan Qiong silently picked up the beer can and raised her hand in front of Xue Yun.
"If you hadn't woken me up, I might still be living for others."
From small to large.
Xuanyuan Qiong's life was a tragedy. When she was young, she was imprisoned due to internal strife among the royal family. When she was young, she was thrown into the Imperial Tomb of Daxia because she wanted to protect her friends.
After finally gaining strength, he began to sell his strength for the sake of the former Xuanyuan royal family.
In her more than thirty years of life, she seemed to have never lived for herself.
"Today's Great Xia Empire is a little different."
Smile lightly.
Xuanyuan Qiong murmured to himself: "The royal family is no longer arrogant and domineering, and the princes from all over the country are not as intrigued as before. The common people have begun to recuperate and recuperate, and everything is developing in a good direction."
in silence.
Xue Yun stared at the female warrior in front of him, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
"So, when I heard that you were going to lead a team to carry out an assassination mission in the Principality of Aisha, I immediately requested your Majesty's order and volunteered to come here with you."
A rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Xuanyuan Qiong's eyes were as bright as fire and he said in a deep voice: "For the first time in my life, I have made my own choice. I want to do something for this reborn country. At the very least, I can't just watch outsiders destroy this country." Hard-won peace.”
Eyes facing each other.
Neither of them said another word.
At this moment, all the grudges seemed to be wiped out in an instant, and all that remained was the determination to defend their homeland to the death.
Ding ding ding ding~~~
suddenly--
An unexpected noise suddenly sounded in the living room.
Xue Yun and Xuanyuan Qiong were stunned at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound.
In the corner of the living room, a smart phone was trembling slightly, and a harsh chirping sound kept coming from it.
"What, what happened!?"
The first one rushed out of the bedroom.
The tall Luo Wenyao stretched out his arms, like an elephant suddenly awakened, looking left and right and yelled: "What's the situation? Is there an enemy situation?!"
next moment--
Lu Le and Zhou Ruowen also walked out slowly and sleepily.
Looking at the walkie-talkie in the corner, Zhou Ruowen yawned loudly and said weakly: "It's okay, it's just that the walkie-talkie rang. Someone called."
Get up silently.
Xue Yun narrowed his eyes, turned around and made a silent gesture to everyone, then slowly walked to the walkie-talkie and pressed the button to connect the call.
"Hey, Angele!"
That end of the phone.
Kroof's voice was full of anxiety and excitement: "Let Mr. Kondo answer the phone quickly, I have good news to tell him!"
"I am......"
Take a deep breath.
Xue Yun adjusted his mind and said in a deep voice: "Angele drank too much and has already gone to bed long ago. Chief Croft, what kind of good news is it worth for you to contact me so late?"
"Mr. Kondo..."
He pondered for a moment.
Croft's tone was full of laughter, and he loudly said: "I have accomplished what I promised you!"
