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He was half kneeling, already in a coma, but he supported his body with the sword, unwilling to fall down.His upright body was exposed to the wind and rain in this world, and the blood was continuously washed from his body by the rain, blending into the ground, dyeing the soil around him red.

【awful. 】

【It's too awful. 】

【By the way, this is the first time I've seen Swordsman Wushuang so miserable, right? 】

[Actually, it’s not miserable. Think about the terrible mechanisms before, and think about the dense sword marks all over the mountains and plains.Anyway, I think it's pretty awesome. 】

[Awesome is awesome, but the moment I saw Swordsman Wushuang, I felt like my heart stopped beating. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Tanhua, hurry up and become a swordsman. 】

[Where did the idiot come from? 】

Looking at Swordsman Wushuang, Yan Ge felt complicated emotions in his heart. He was not heartless. The current situation of Swordsman Wushuang was mostly related to the "miracle" that was going to be given to him.

Really.He sighed and took a step forward.

"Crack." A sword qi slashed across his side, cutting a corner of his robe.

【! ! ! 】

【what happened? 】

[Sword Qi? 】

Yan Ge stopped and looked up.

In the empty area just now, dense sword energy appeared at this moment, firmly blocking him and the swordsman Wushuang.

In the future, he may die, and in the future, Swordsman Wushuang may die.Swordsman Wushuang is dead, just downgraded.And if he died, he didn't know if he could still live.

Although he is not heartless, he still cherishes his life.

Thinking this way, his gaze pierced through layers of sword energy, and landed on Swordsman Wushuang's body, on the scars all over his body.

"Little baby, remember to unlock it for me." Yan Ge said softly in his heart, and strode towards Swordsman Wushuang.The task of job change is so hard, so I can't let people do it again.As for himself—

"Hmph, I'm not a baby." Naimeng Naimeng's voice sounded in his head, Yan Ge laughed, "Remember to hook me up."

"Humph."

Taking a step forward, a sword qi passed through his calf, cutting a wound, and blood flowed out.

【Fuck! 】

[Wooooow, this is love! 】

【Is necessary?Maybe after a while, Swordsman Wushuang would wake up. 】

【In front, you don't understand love. 】

【I……】

Feeling the blood flowing out, Yan Ge smiled instead, the injury seemed extraordinarily gentle.

[Fuck, the anchor is crazy. 】

[What do you know, it means that every step closer is joy. 】

[Fuck, is the one in front crazy too? 】

No time to look at the light screen, Yan Ge looked at the dense sword energy in the air, since this is the case... cut the mess quickly!He walked forward quickly.

However, as soon as he moved, the sword energy was not gentle at all, not only not gentle, but also rough.With just this one step, his arms, thighs, and waist have already been cut with not too shallow wounds.

[Ah, ah, stop, Tan Hua, if you don't stop, you will really die! 】

[Wooooooow, the swordsman doesn't want you to die. 】

[The profession of an actor has enough blood! 】

[No amount of blood can hold Lu Yuan back!Tan Hua, you give up, you won't get it! 】

Did Yan Ge stop?He stopped.After all, it is brave to face difficulties, but it is stupid to jump off the cliff when you see it.

But as soon as he stopped, he found that the sword energy became gentle again.He made a gesture to move, and saw that the sword energy that was gentle and gentle one second came like a bolt of lightning in the next moment.

Yan Ge stopped immediately, and its speed suddenly slowed down, so slow that he could even see its trajectory.Slowly, slowly, he slowly turned his body and successfully avoided this sword energy.

That's it!

【Well, what did Tanhua Dada do just now? 】

Yan Ge raised the corners of his lips, and slowly raised his left leg, moving slowly with sword energy.Turning sideways suddenly, the sword energy rushed towards him.Steady his body and did not move, the sword energy slowed down again.

Slowly lift the right foot, and the sword energy slowly approaches the right leg.At the moment when they were about to meet, he raised his leg suddenly, and the sword energy brushed Yan Ge's trouser leg in the original direction and shot straight at it.

Putting his right foot down slowly, Yan Ge raised his lips.

[It seems to be playing with sword energy? 】

[I think you are teasing me. 】

[If you are stupid, you need to read more books. You haven't seen the law of sword energy movement just now?Tanhua is very fast, and it is also fast; Tanhua is very slow, and it is also slow.Any thing, as long as there is a pattern, you can find a way to crack it.Understand? 】

[Then how to crack it?Walking like a snail like this? 】

【idiot! 】

【you--】

Yan Ge strode forward, fast and slow, brushing past the sword energy again and again.

[Looking at it this way, it really looks like Tan Huada is playing with Jian Qi. 】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 】

Just as he was talking, Yan Ge realized that there was a sword energy that he couldn't avoid.Since he couldn't avoid it, he took a step forward, taking advantage of the time of the sword to take another step.

[This, can you get it?Could it be that Tan Hua died before he arrived? 】

【OK. 】Someone in the live broadcast room said categorically, I don't know who they are comforting.

【OK. 】

【OK. 】

A sound of "yes" brings expectations and blessings.

The rainwater poured directly on Yan Ge's head wearing a tattered oil-paper umbrella, and fell from his robe along his hair, washing away the blood on his body.

Yan Ge raised his head, the weakness caused by excessive blood loss, and the coldness brought by the rain penetrated into his bones, his complexion was abnormally pale.

It's finally over.He pursed his lips and looked down at the half-kneeling swordsman Wushuang who seemed to be unconscious.Bend down and whisper in his ear, "Wake up."

The rain hit Swordsman Wushuang, but he didn't respond.

"Wake up, I'm still waiting to see the miracle you created." Yan Ge chuckled, keeping a bent posture, and whispered in his ear.

The rain poured down from the sky, and there were two people in the rain, one half-knelt with a sword in his hand, and the other bent down with a smile and whispered in the ear of the other.A tattered umbrella protected the two of them, shaking in the wind.

Swordsman Wushuang still didn't respond.Yan Ge looked at Swordsman Wushuang's normal ears without any pink, and involuntarily stretched his fingers towards the tips of his ears.

"Wow!" A burst of sword energy burst out from Swordsman Wushuang, opening Yan Ge's hand and drawing a bloody wound on the back of his hand.

Noticing the same sword energy, Yan Ge laughed, so the sword energy in this valley all came from swordsman Wushuang?

He frowned slightly, with a smile in his eyes, straightened up, and stood leisurely beside Swordsman Wushuang with a tattered umbrella, watching the scenery.

[So, Swordsman Wushuang is all right? 】

[emmmmm, I guess the anchor should strangle him to death at this moment. 】

[I look at the host like that, at first glance, it looks like he wants to settle accounts after autumn hahahaha. 】

[I can't say I'm fine, after all, if it wasn't because I couldn't hold on, I wouldn't be in a coma. 】

Two hours later, Swordsman Wushuang woke up.

Rain was pattering down his head, and he stood up, bumping into something.Looking up, it was a tattered umbrella that could not block the rain at all.The person holding the umbrella was not only soaked, but also covered with scars.

Glancing at the sword energy filling the valley from the corner of the eye, Swordsman Wushuang pursed his lips.

"Awake?" Yan Ge chuckled, put away the tattered umbrella, and let the heavy rain hit him.

Swordsman Wushuang looked at the umbrella in his hand. He still remembered that he had put this umbrella on the boat just in case, and there were epiphyllums drawn by others on the surface and handle of the umbrella.

Now that the umbrella has become like this, then Yan Ge... "I didn't bring any medicine."

Yan Ge actually heard the grievance from his words, he grabbed the swordsman Wushuang's wrist, pulled him in front of him, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Why, do you still want me to coax you?"

Swordsman Wushuang clenched his sword tightly, turned his head and looked at him, "You should stay on the boat." Stay on the boat and wait for me to arrange everything properly, and wait for me to hold the "miracle" into your hands.

Before Yan Ge could speak, he looked away again, looked at Yan Ge's fingers holding his wrist, his brows and eyes were stretched, and he said without thinking, "I'm very happy."

As if afraid that Yan Ge would not hear, he repeated, "I'm very happy."

"What are you happy about?" Yan Ge's eyes fell on his chest, where a sword mark stretched from his shoulder to his lower abdomen, across his chest, ferocious and bloody.The anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

After all, this person is also for him.

Swordsman Wushuang pursed his lips, as if it was difficult to speak the following words.

Seeing Yan Ge's gaze lingering on the wound on his chest, he stepped forward and covered his eyes.

"What? I'm not the one who needs the medicine this time, are you afraid of my pain?"

"I'm afraid that your heart will hurt." The deep voice came from beside the ear, with the shy and straightforward that is unique to Swordsman Wushuang.

Yan Ge chuckled, "I don't feel bad."

Swordsman Wushuang didn't move, he covered Yan Ge's eyes, his voice was so soft that he seemed to be coaxing people, no, it was either like, or coaxing people. "I voluntarily." Volunteering to do all this for you, I want to hold everything in your palm, just for this unspeakable, love.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

[Confession for the third time! 】

[Swordsman Wushuang has successfully changed from "Love you, I will spend money for you" to "Love you, I will get hurt for you"? 】

[Sisters in front, although you and Sand Sculpture, you are right! 】

【Ah ah ah! 】

"Drip, Jianwu Jiangnan threw a rocket launcher."

"Drip, Wuming threw out a spaceship."

"Hey, is the NPC Wuming willing to become the pet of the player Swordsman Wushuang?"

The last sentence with a hint of milk sounded, Yan Ge took a step back, and stood opposite Swordsman Wushuang in the rain, with a pun, "I don't want to."

Swordsman Wushuang was silent for a while, then changed the subject stiffly, "Deng, are you done counting?"

"The count is over." Yan Ge did not expose him, "There are [-] river lanterns and [-] flower lanterns." Anyway, the river lanterns and flower lanterns were washed away by the rain, so he said as much as he wanted.

Obviously there are more lanterns than river lanterns.Swordsman Wushuang pursed his lips and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

What's right?Yan Ge was funny, the next second his waist was grabbed by someone, he was still in the same posture, and still had the same smell.He buried his head into Swordsman Wushuang's chest familiarly, and asked in a muffled voice, "Where are you going?"

"Close your eyes." A deep voice came from beside your ears, "I'll take you to see a miracle."