The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Ling Fengshuo paused and followed his gaze in the direction of his wrist.

Only then did he see that someone's sword had accidentally rubbed it on the spot, leaving a shallow blood mark and a blood bead rolling down.

Is this also called an injury?

Ling Fengshuo took a deep breath and wanted to curse.

But the manic-depressive energy in his chest was still unresolved, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was afraid another mouthful of blood would flow out.

Withdrawing his gaze, he raised his hand to wipe away the drop of blood.

But the time to wipe it had passed, and he watched helplessly as the drop of blood fell on Shen Yuan's hand.

He always carries Jiang Yunluo's sword with him.

Knowing the evil nature of this sword, Ling Fengshuo never untied the white cloth wrapping the sword's body.

But now, the drop of blood happened to fall on a small piece of the sword hilt exposed in the gap in the white cloth.

Ling Fengshuo frowned and quickly stretched out his fingertips to wipe away the drop of blood.

But my fingertips were dry.

Shen Yuan quickly absorbed the drop of blood!

Ling Fengshuo was startled when he saw this, but he was lost in thought for a moment——

The restless blood vine in the body suddenly calmed down!

Those vines that were stretching crazily inside the body seemed to be half suppressed suddenly!

Don't dare to move even a little bit again!

And then there's...

A violent desire suddenly rushed into my heart.

"My lord?"

Mo Ying's voice suddenly interrupted Ling Fengshuo's thoughts.

Recovering in an instant, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and just as he was about to respond, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly reached out to cover his chest!

here we go again……

The feeling that something is growing in the body, as if the muscles and veins are being stretched...

"My lord, what's wrong with you!"

Seeing that he was fine just now, Mo Ying thought that the blood vine didn't have much impact this time.

I didn't expect to see him like this right away, so I quickly helped him sit down next to a tree.

On this side, Black Eagle also completed its inspection and turned back.

"how?"

Afraid of disturbing Ling Fengshuo, Mo Ying pulled him aside and asked softly.

"I don't know, but it should be some killer organization."

Blackhawk frowned.

None of the dead people had obvious characteristics.

But he had some thoughts about that woman.

"There are many killer organizations, large and small, in the world, but a woman leads the team, has superb martial arts skills, and dares to take action against the prince..."

"You mean the other side?"

Mo Ying reacted instantly, and his expression instantly became serious.

"But Bi'an has never participated in the disputes between rivers and lakes. Although Wuhen has been in the past, how much money can drive him to dare to attack the prince?!"

"Money can make a ghost run the mill."

Black Eagle squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

The two looked at each other with the same coldness in their eyes.

Under the tree——

Ling Fengshuo tried his best to endure the heartache of the blood vines being active in his body.

But his eyes drifted to Shen Yuan aside.

That moment just now was not an illusion.

It seemed that when he met Shen Yuan, the blood vine in his body was suppressed.

That being the case...

His eyes flickered for a moment, Ling Fengshuo frowned slightly, and tentatively held Shen Yuan's hand again.

really!

The cherished pain in my body reduced a lot almost instantly!

This evil sword actually has this effect!

Ling Fengshuo's face was full of surprise, and then he suddenly thought of something and tried to let the true energy flow throughout his body.

really.

The feeling of blockage before was also much lessened!

Although the blood vine cannot be completely dissolved, the blood vine can be weakened to some extent if the true energy can be circulated smoothly!

Thinking about it, Ling Fengshuo closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again——

There was blood in front of him!

The noise instantly exploded in my ears!

This is……

where?

He stared blankly in front of him, you were a bit unable to recover before.

Memories also come back bit by bit.

This is……

The battlefield fifteen years ago.

Both his father and grandfather died here.

And he should avenge them.

Correct.

revenge.

The moment he thought of these two words, Ling Fengshuo suddenly felt his hands sink.

When he lowered his head, he saw that he was holding a dark red long sword.

The color was extremely weird, with a bloodthirsty aura.

But he didn't feel anything was wrong.

It seems that he was born to hold this sword and be invincible.

Shen Yuan.

There is a voice in my head saying——

This sword is called Shen Yuan.

"Major General!"

Suddenly a man's roar came from the distance.

Ling Fengshuo turned around suddenly and saw that Liu Xian was almost covered with arrow feathers, but he still galloped towards him!

This tragic scene made Ling Fengshuo hold the sword tighter instantly!

But doubts arose in my heart.

Major General...

Why call him Major General...

Both his grandfather and father were generals.

Now that he is on the battlefield, it is normal for him to be called a major general.

But why...he felt like he hadn't heard such a title for a long time...

Before he had time to think, Liu Xian rushed to him and reached out to pull him onto the horse.

Behind him, someone also raised a long knife.

Liu Xian refused to evade, risking his life to drag him up first!

Ling Fengshuo acted faster than he thought.

With a movement of his body, he missed Liu Xian's hand, jumped up on the horse's back, shifted Shen Yuan to his left hand, and pierced the enemy holding the sword with one sword!

But then, more enemy troops appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the two of them!

Ling Fengshuo was not afraid at all, and the sword in his hand fit him perfectly. In just a moment, you raised a blood mist in the crowd.

He was covered in blood, and he could no longer tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of his enemy.

There was only one thought left in my mind.

That is to kill!

Kill everyone here!

In the woods——

"Om-!!!"

Mo Ying was swept away by Ling Fengshuo's sword, and his chest was almost broken open!

The long sword in his hand buzzed and vibrated, almost even his arm was numb!

"My lord!"

He looked forward with astonishment on his face. Before he finished speaking, Ling Fengshuo raised his sword and attacked again!

"Dang" moment!

Black Eagle stood in front of Mo Ying and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty!"

Ling Fengshuo didn't answer, but looked at the two of them expressionlessly, with no light in his eyes, and he struck again.

"Damn! What the hell is going on! Why did the prince go so crazy!"

Mo Ying couldn't help but uttered a curse word. He couldn't fight Ling Fengshuo, so he could only avoid it.

Black Eagle also had a puzzled look on his face, and while resisting with all his strength, he said, "Did the prince go crazy when he was adjusting his breath just now?"

"impossible!"

Mo Ying turned sideways and dodged another sword attack: "Your Majesty can't use his internal power. He can only use steam to travel around his body. How could he go crazy!"

After saying this, the two of them looked at the two more corpses on the ground besides the killer, feeling anxious and angry.

On the battlefield——

Ling Fengshuo no longer knew how many people he had killed.

I don’t know where so many enemy troops came from. It seems that energy is constantly being added to the battlefield.

Ling Fengshuo finally gradually noticed something unusual.

wrong……

He shouldn't be here.

Then where should he be...

exist……

There is something important in my mind that I can't seem to remember.

at this time--

A figure that was no longer familiar suddenly broke into his sight.