"Ahem~~ My face is about to sunken! This kind of scary muscle, what kind of character are you? It's true, it's clear that the instructions say it's just to solve a small role with a little weight, and what do you say'It's not enough to worry about the teeth at all~'Tsk! Abominable Soul! The blue spearman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, half of his face was basically swollen, and there were red marks left by the tempered whip legs, but it was already this miserable look, but it was like a person who was fine, and his face was full of unpleasant whispers.

Qing ignored Lancer, who seemed to be chattering to himself, and instead looked intently at the crimson spear he had snatched with a little trick. Sure enough, it's not just the blue tights that are disgusting, but the feel of this spear in your hand is just as familiar! I wanted to just break the gun, smash it into powder and fall off the bridge. However, this is only a beautiful long-cherished wish, and the only one who can destroy the treasure is its heroic spirit himself, and it is basically impossible for outsiders to do this.

Lancer, who had vented his temper a little, put away his displeasure with the master, and turned his gaze to this side, looking at his spear to be precise, and the wound on his face was almost healed, after all, it was only a small injury, "You are really a strange person, obviously you are a living person in this era, but you have a lot of strength like a monster!" Oh, and one more thing, this gun is not something that casual people can play with, and if you don't get it right, you'll die, so it's better to return it to its original owner----"

There was an abnormal traction in the Red Spear, which was a small magic trick for the Heroic Spirit to recall and throw out the treasure, but unfortunately there were not many people who could do it. And this traction is also irreversible, the spirit base of the treasure and the heroic spirit are one, and it is basically impossible to resist the other party's recovery of the treasure. Qing understood this deeply, but his instinct told him, 'I must not let that spearman have a good time!' It's like a grudge above the spiritual core, unfounded but real.

Without hesitation, he plucked out three strands of hair, tied the spear to the head of the spear as quickly as he could, and then let go of his hand and let the treasure be recalled by the other party. This is the first time in Qing's history that he has been carefully protecting the hair, from the tips of the hair to the roots, these are the basis for recording his life, even though this body was created ten years ago, but the hair is also a kind of memorial, this is the only treasure that has accompanied him through his life.

Lancer briskly caught the spear flying back, and happily swung it around, and then quickly noticed something abnormal on the head of the spear, and he tried to remove the hair tied on it, but unfortunately it was a very pleasant failure, and the original casual expression of the parallel was getting worse and worse, or terrible! "--- hey--- what the hell is this, why does it keep ----, even the real name is liberated, and it can't penetrate the magic power."

Qing looked at Lancer, who was struggling to the death by forcibly sealing the treasure, and waved back to signal Hydra to go home with the sword first. The appearance of this spearman was indeed quite unexpected, but he made a mistake that he should not have made the most, or rather the mistake of his master. Underestimating your opponent is the highest taboo for any battle involved! A hasty attack, thinking that you can kill your opponent at will, and only using a little bit of strength like eating and drinking, and the consequences are obvious, just like the current situation at the moment.

Looking at Lancer, who was a little confused, Qing smiled and felt that it was really good to be happy for the first time, "Hmph, don't dwell on it, there is no point in Blue Lancer." Although I may not be able to seal other treasures, this gun appears almost every time in my dreams! In order to alleviate that pressure, I studied this set of seals, originally I thought it would be a comfort at best, but I didn't expect that fate is really a good thing, and it is a pleasure that cannot be seen through or touched! “

Lancer looked like a madman, not obviously, but it wasn't hard to see from the eyes of a casual person. And what's the big deal about being seen as crazy? If there was no gun in his life, maybe he could live a good life and continue to live a wandering life. However, the good and the young are also intellectual, and it is normal for the enemy to evaporate rationally, but even if it evaporates, it needs to self-control a subtle [degree].

The gunman quickly gave up the action of tearing off the hair, apparently having given up, and put the gun on the bridge deck heavily, and the anger in his heart was physically displayed in the cracks of the asphalt floor, "Hey, what a nasty action, to encounter such an inexplicable guy!" Hey, what the hell are you trying to do with a fight, like you're going to fight and screaming for the demon to take your weapon away, and on the other side you're trying to show that you're going to be friendly and you're getting all this weird stuff on my gun, what the hell are you trying to say? ”

Lancer's question stopped Qing, what did he want to express? It doesn't matter if you smile back at the other party, "Hehe~ yes, what do you want to express, in fact, there is nothing to express, right?" I think I had a bad relationship with you before, and I felt that your tights and guns were very magical, so in order to save my life, I put some seals on which guns! But you don't have to worry, this seal will be at least one night, at most one day and one night, and then the seal will spontaneously ignite and fail. “

After Qing finished speaking, he regained a little bit of reason, put away his irritable smile and sat down on the railing by the bridge. Although he is one-handed now, he still has some chance of winning in the face of a servant who can't use the treasure, and he doesn't look like the other party is not the kind that never dies, and simply works according to the instructions. With his left hand, he patted the iron railing beside him, "Do you want to sit and rest for a while, and see how you don't continue to attack, I think your master has stopped the attack, right?" ”

"Uh---" The spearman inexplicably pulled out the corners of his mouth, and leaned down on the railing a little away with the sealed spear, "You guy is really a weirdo, it's really getting more and more incomprehensible----" Qing smiled slightly at this, "Hahaha!" ~ It is true that I was also a little unexpected, my actions just now. In other words, maybe it's intimacy, right? I was fortunate enough to meet the guy I knew before, although it was only a short meeting, but it was really kind, in this land, at this wonderful time ~ happy in all senses! ”

The breeze was blowing, the clouds in the sky were gradually thinning, and the moonlight was finally freed from the clouds after a night, and the white light sprinkled onto the earth, although it was cold, but it was also extremely peaceful.