"Why?"

He had already expected the defeat of the Emerald Sleeve Knife, and in front of his eyes, the Moon-Chasing Sword had already soared with sword energy, like a thread.

Slammed into the body of the Emerald Sleeve Knife.

And the emerald sleeve knife, the body is green and rolling.

It roared desperately, and its speed quickly climbed to the point of getting higher and higher.

And that feeling of resoluteness, the emerald sleeve knife died of heart, and directly hit the moon sword and crushed it, which was heart-wrenching for the sword king who loved to collect magic weapons.

How should the Sword King accomplish his "great cause"?

And the defeat of the Emerald Sleeve Knife is naturally smooth.

And Jaw Tian resolutely pounced in front of Xuan Zhongshi.

She looked back, and didn't notice the aggressive emerald sleeve knife, but she also found that it was the little bit of fine powder that slowly blew down from the air.

Look, the powder is soft, delicate and smooth.

It became some kind of substance, could this be a crushed emerald sleeve knife?

"Emerald Blade? This is the Emerald Sleeve Knife. ”

Xuan Zhongshi listened to the girl's voice, and he tried his best to close his eyes slightly and open a timidly slit.

When the whole person found that lush green, his heart sighed secretly.

"Is it the emerald sleeve knife that has been ground into powder?"

What kind of sword, would be so unrestrained, without any emotion, and instantly cut what was in front of you.

Powder!

And Xuan Zhongshi said softly "um".

The next moment, the emerald sleeve knife turned into a flurry of green debris, floating quietly in front of his eyes.

It is a small thing, and the hardness should not be underestimated, and what is the material made on the body, whether it is rare or not, Jaw Tian does not know.

What did she say?

The body trembled endlessly for a while, and the smashing sound of "buzzing" scraped so much that the Xuan Middle World was about to be resonated.

"What? My sword is really dead on the battlefield! ”

The Sword King only felt that just now when the moonlight appeared, a cluster of sword flowers flickered in front of him, which seemed to make the emerald sleeve knife sink into the sand.

Its body was instantly destroyed by the Moon-Chasing Sword.

It became a discus, no, already when the sword qi and the moon-chasing sword left it, the structure of the discus was compressed, loosened, and reunited after a long absence, Xiaoxiao Yu rested.

The green fell and eventually turned into a shiny shard that covered the ground.

The fragment is actually the predecessor of the "Embankment of a Thousand Miles" emerald sleeve knife?

Countless dust and ashes fell, and Jaw Tian waved his hand, ignoring the Sword King's twisted expression to the extreme.

The Emerald Sleeve has been shattered - it's not a sad thing, what else can it be called?

His specialty is never again interpreted - ah, this is indeed a cruel life?

He couldn't even say "I don't believe it".

Pipe dream!

"This man, this sword, too powerful?"

"The Sword King's emerald sleeve knife was broken and shattered."

Those noises come from a lot of discussions.

But on the jaw day, her back was already drenched with sweat.

The salty sweat droplets seeped into the thrilling wounds, the pain of sprinkling salt, and the heart was boiling.

She endured the pain and threw herself in front of the eyes of the Xuan Zhongshi.

"Xuan--"

When Xuan Zhongshi was half-asleep, he felt that he was going to finish, and the ups and downs of the dream were calculating him.

Yes, it's almost impossible to avoid immediate risks.

His blood was almost dry.

And the breathing is even more rapid.

At this moment, it was the earth-shattering word "Xuan", which was concise and concise, beautiful and hearty.

His cold hand was held by a jade hand that was wet for a while.

And the air, rolling up a slight wave.

The girl's body fragrance came to her face, because of nervousness, she was short of breath, and for a while, her voice was unstable.

"Look at me...... All right? ”

Her voice was soft and glutinous, and the uncontrollable affection had been carefully told to him by her.

The voice is calm, and it is still difficult to hide the sadness.

"You can give up on me."

"No, why should I be so ruthless."

Jaw Tian shook his head.

Her hand, aimed at the part of Xuan Zhongshi's chest, was a torn and deep knife wound.

There was not much blood in him, and on his chest, the girl was stunned, as if she was ashamed of the casualness she had just had.

"Well, you don't mind, do you? I'll help you stop the bleeding. ”

His breathing was shallow, and Jaw Heaven was also panting rapidly, she had to accumulate the qi of heaven and earth, and immediately break through the iron fence on the first floor in one fell swoop.

I wonder if that sword will help her.

With blood pouring in her chest, she used pressure to stop the bleeding.

She is not like other girls, who cry when they are in danger.

What she was looking for was a hemostatic point.

Her hands were as gentle as they could, in order not to make the Xuan Zhongshi uncomfortable.

The bleeding wound, presumably in the right atrium, was not deep, but the blood had already flowed out a lot, and I don't know where it had flowed to him.

Jaw Heaven is for searching.

Her hand pressed against his great artery, and it was traced upward.

She quickly spotted the bleeding point near the wound and held it down firmly.

So much so that the body was almost about to fall on his body, the girl was concentrated, how could she take care of it?

It also prevents the blood flowing from the heart of the Xuan Middle World to flow smoothly to the wound, thereby reducing the amount of bleeding.

But what else to do? Is there a strip of cloth?

"Can you hold on? Do you want me to give you blood? ”

"No--"

Xuan Zhongshi's wound, because she inevitably pressed with heavier force, so that the faces of the two of them turned pale.

But the maxillary day is much better.

Her hands were trembling as they quickly obliterated all safety hazards.

The body of the Xuan Middle Ages is familiar with warmth.

But Jaw Tian's hands were cold.

"Raise it."

Her hand pressed against his wound and lifted his upper body upwards little by little, slightly more than thirty degrees.

casually took off her white robe, and her body shook.

"What do I mind for him?"

Her clothes can cover her private parts, and her jaws naturally curl up her white clothes.

Meticulously stuffed behind his head and raised his upper body.

The blood shed in the Xuan Middle World was suddenly restrained a lot.

Dizziness in front of the jaw sky.

She didn't know why she was afraid!

"Blood, is it too much?"

At this moment, Xuan Zhongshi, who seemed to be "terminally ill" just now, his faint voice, as if squeezed out hard, was extremely delicate.

Soft him.

"Many, I've got it all in one hand."

Jaw Tian sighed, she and him seemed to be relatively speechless, but she would never be able to do something with a thousand tears.

"Give up on me, Jaws."

He is still "egging" himself to do things at the expense of him alone?

The jaw eye socket is wet.

"Are you sure you want to hear me cry."

Her voice was dry, and she was forced by anxiety.

Jaw Tian's temperament is weak and resolute.

She hadn't shed a cry for a long time, and the last time she killed Shadow Leopard, she seemed to shed tears of joy, and in the end, it was symbolic.

A dying teenager in front of him.