The highest standard for protecting the young master

What is Hongjin most concerned about?

What is Hongjin's biggest flaw?

If Hongjin dies, what unfulfilled wish will there be?

As the saying goes, if the person who knows a person best is not his lover, then it will only be his enemy!

Although Su Sheng is not yet an enemy to Hong Jin, he has studied Hong Jin's psychology thoroughly.

Hongjin's weakness is only Hongzhi, she went crazy for her beloved sister, abandoned everything she worked hard for, and became a wanted criminal hunted down by the fortress city!

So in the last world, Su Sheng, who instantly figured out the ins and outs, used limited props to injure Hong Jin to a blood dripping, and escaped from Hong Jin's ruthless hands. Now, with preparation, he can completely do more!

The technology in the fortress city far beyond the earth and the vast intelligence network will be turned into the sharpest knife in Su Sheng's hands.

Nana's singing sounded, and the gentle and hoarse voice spread out. It seemed so out of place in this space where the wind was raging, but it also revealed a lingering taste of death.

Hongjin suddenly turned her head, her eyes trembled, and even the abdomen stabbed by the crow's sword seemed to be forgotten.

She knew this song and hummed it softly in Ah Zhi's mouth, but because she didn't learn it completely, she could only repeat the most gentle part of it.

This is not Ah Zhi's voice, but because of the familiar singing voice, she inevitably thinks of the time when the two sisters depended on each other.

Su Sheng smiled, and turned up the singing again. He knew that he guessed right again!

He spent a lot of money to buy all the materials of the Hongjin world from the system store, and based on the information disclosed by Hongzhi and him in the chat, he found out that the most likely time period when Hongzhi and the others lived. The war is really a good one. A noun for positioning, isn't it?

Su Sheng carefully studied the social background, humanistic customs, and living habits of Hongjin World, and finally picked out a few songs that he thought were most suitable.

All of them are widely circulated among the people, with a hoarse and gentle tone, the songs that bards must sing when they stop!

If this song can't arouse Hong Jin's thoughts, it doesn't matter, he still has more than a dozen songs here!

It's all...he carefully researched and carefully selected!

The Hongjin and Hongzhi sisters are nobles, but they used the teleportation array to retreat when the foreign soldiers came under pressure. If they retreated calmly and strategically, then there is no need to leave their own daughters behind, right?If it is very close to the capital, then there is no need to use the teleportation array, is it?

According to the information revealed by Hongzhi, they live in a village next to the noble castle, and the territory that can be captured by foreigners at once is naturally not an important place, and they can't even organize defense, so they can only flee in a hurry The only thing that can explain the aristocratic territory is its remoteness, and it has been reduced to the most helpless cannon fodder in the war.

So what he was looking for was the popular country songs in remote areas. According to Hongzhi's temperament, her most likely reaction in an unsatisfactory life would be to follow the crowd. How free it can be.

Unlike Hongjin, a woman who can climb up if she has a chance of survival, Hongzhi is really resigned to her fate. When she was in the beastman world, she knew that there was still room for hard work, but in the end she chose to stay silent. death.

So in the original world, what can a lady who has no strength, no freedom, is boring, has a gentle personality, and even brings some weakness do in daily life?It was not difficult for Su Sheng to imagine.

Songs are a good thing, and this kind of thing that can easily touch the heart is really suitable for Hongzhi. It may be the low-pitched humming of a working peasant woman floating in the window, or it may be a bard passing by the village. , there is always a little melody that can touch Hongzhi's sentimental heart!

It's not impossible for Su Sheng to imitate Hongzhi's voice, but what's the use of imitating it?Hongjin knows Hongzhi better than he does, and if Hongzhi is tone-deficient, then singing a song with Hongzhi's voice would be just a ridiculous bad idea.

So he just synthesized this song with a voice that is very close to Hongzhi's. It is close, but not. In Hongjin's ears, it is naturally very different.

But the familiar melody will eventually arouse Hongjin's contrast, thinking, thinking, how did her sister sing at that time?

Hong Jin could only try her best to recall and compare, and then in her ears, it transformed into her younger sister's voice!

The confusion of the lyrics, the inconsistency of the rhythm, and the parts that might be sung wrong are deeply buried in her heart, and the more she thinks about it, the more painful it is.

The crow gained the upper hand in the fight with Hongjin for the first time. After he was swung away by Hongjin, he stepped forward without stopping. The Broken Jade Sword pierced Hongjin's chest again, bringing out a splash of blood. And bright red.

Hongjin was as crazy as a wounded lone wolf, she rushed towards Su Sheng irrationally, but was blocked by the crow again and again, and the broken jade sword pierced blood holes one after another on her body, but she didn't realize it!

Su Sheng looked at her, and suddenly remembered the she-wolf he personally killed in the elementary world. Her cubs were also crushed under his plan. But moths to the flame.

Hongjin is now that moth. She has already been riddled with holes, but she dragged her body strengthened by the world to perish. She walked forward in the rotten swamp and stretched out her hand towards the pure white flowers in it.

The singing voice is still gentle and ethereal, hoarse, calm, the language of the red brocade world.

Hong Jin roared angrily, and the ten-handed sword in his right hand swung wind whirls one after another. Su Sheng looked at her with a smile, and knocked down the empty-repelling props one after another with his fingertips.

The high-tech prop that Su Sheng held out was placed behind him outside the range of the empty prop, so that the singing voice could be clearly transmitted through the air.

The crow slammed into it again, and there was already a deep crack in the center of his Broken Jade Sword, and the mechanical voice of the system kept ringing in his ears:

[The durability of the bound weapon is 47, please send it to the weapon shop for repair as soon as possible! 】

[The durability of the bound weapon is 39, please send it to the weapon shop for repair as soon as possible! 】

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The durability drops little by little, and the feeling of water, milk, blending, and fusion is constantly drawn away when the hilt is held in the hand. This weapon is no longer like a spiritually bound B-level weapon, but It slowly turned into a real dead thing!

The jasper-like smooth blade has always revealed the agility like the heart of early spring, and slowly turned into a dead light that is no longer transparent.

The crisp clicking sound continued to resound, and Hongjin's crazy attacks were blocked by the crow one after another. At the same time that the arm with the black glove tightly holding the ten-handed sword flew into the sky, the crow's Broken Jade Sword issued a final blow. screaming.

[The bound weapon has a durability of 8, there is no possibility of repair, and the soul binding has been released. 】

The crow's heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment. After that moment, he no longer felt the familiar and friendly feeling from the jade sword broken in his palm. He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and suddenly felt panic.

If the sword is gone, what can he use to block Hongjin?What did he do to protect the old fox?

The red brocade ghost that lost its last arm suddenly turned into a blood shadow, two ghosts in a row broke through the limit, passed the crow and rushed directly to Su Sheng's direction, the blood she shed was stirred into puffs by the strong wind The blood mist was smashed into nothingness by the crows who were following closely behind.

She knew that this was just a last-ditch effort.

The crow's charge has always been a sharp weapon, but because of his physique, it is still not much different from Hongjin's flying speed, but this time, he feels that his charge has reached a new height, allowing him to catch up with Hongjin, Before the old fox gets hurt!

Su Sheng stared closely at the red brocade that was like a big blood-colored vulture pounced down, stretched his right hand into the backpack, but he didn't know what he touched, his pupils began to constrict, and his lips suddenly turned pale.

He's used up all his space-repelling props!

Judging by Hong Jin's speed, he doesn't have any more useful items to use urgently. If she rushes in front of him, then no one can save him!

reflection?At such a short distance, Hong Jin's talent will not be a vegetarian. His reflection cannot guarantee the continuation of the defensive props. Once the defensive props are polished, then whether it is Hong Jin's ten-handed sword or her whirlwind, it will be easy. pierced his heart!

Su Sheng unconsciously clenched the most advanced defensive item in his hand until the bones of his fingers began to turn pale.

A black shadow flashed past, followed by a splash of warm blood, which splashed on Su Sheng's face, and a silver-white sword edge stopped in front of Su Sheng's constricted pupils.

It was only a centimeter away from piercing his eyeballs, penetrating his skull, and splitting his fox head in half!

This was the first time he was so close to death, or perhaps, already close to death.

The ten-handed sword in Hongjin's right arm pierced through the body of the broken jade sword and passed through the heart of the crow. The thin blade of the broken jade sword bounced into the air and was caught by two Clamp it with your fingers.

The slender broken sword turned in a gorgeous circle in the palm of that hand, and it was held backwards. The tip of the sword flashed the last green light, and it swung down fiercely towards Hongjin's neck.

Hong Jin's head rolled to the ground, but when she stopped, her eyes were still wide open, and she looked in Su Sheng's direction unwillingly. A blood-red engraving suddenly appeared on her left face covered by messy hair. The engraving was complicated and gorgeous. Surrounded by dark red thorns.

She was finally broken, from madness to the end she was looking forward to.

The gentle singing stopped abruptly, as if the throat that had been uttered was suddenly cut off.

A grotesque scene flashed before Hongjin's eyes, and the soft humming still rang out in her ears. She seemed to see A Zhi walking towards the light holding a bouquet of flowers again, with the same smile on her lips as before.

She was calling her: "Sister."

The divine light in the pupils of the red brocade slowly dissipated, and there was a flash of light, and the blood-red engraving in the circle of thorns slowly faded away, leaving only a circle of useless thorns.

Hongjin is dead.

Her decapitated body still maintains a vengeful posture, and the ten-handed sword in her right hand is still deeply buried in the crow's chest.

The wind stopped, and the whole world returned to its original silence, like a huge cemetery.

Without the support of the strong wind, the red brocade body fell down, splashing an insignificant dust in the ruins, and a dark delicate gemstone pendant fell out from the neck of the lost head, the patterns inside flashed, and there was a click , broke into several petals.