The cute sword breaks the sky!

Jian sat where he was, and beside him was a corpse, which belonged to Daoist Xuan Lun.

However, Jian just lowered his head, his thick black eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the blackness that was spinning more and more crazily under his eyes.

The wind was blowing quietly, however, when it was about to blow over the flowing hair of the sword, it was blocked by a powerful force, and then it walked against the wind in fear.

The creatures everywhere felt the violent force of an explosion, and fled in fear.

However, at this moment, Honglian didn't know that he was just walking on the road with a happy face, holding the medicine in his arms, although, in the process of taking the medicine, he suffered a little twists and turns.

However, as long as she thinks of applying medicine to the sword, Hong Lian's heart will be so sweet.

When Hong Lian happily walked to the original place, she saw Jian buried her head, thinking about something, the surrounding seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and the air seemed to be filled with a trace of depression.

Honglian, who had a panoramic view of this, just pouted slightly, and then jumped in front of Jianjian, "Jianjian, what happened? Why did the surroundings suddenly become so strange?"

However, Honglian didn't notice that when Jian heard his words, his pupils suddenly expanded, and then turned into points of light, sinking into his eyes.

Jianwei raised his head, looking at the red lotus in front of him.

On his cold face, his brows were slightly frowned, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Seeing such a strange sword, Hong Lian just curled her lips slightly, took out the medicine in her arms, "Jianjian, what's wrong with you? I just went to get you a medicine, why did you suddenly become like this? Is it a good thing that Master Xuanlu did?" As she said that, Hong Lian narrowed her eyes and looked ferociously at the corpse of Master Xuanlu.

However, when Jianjian saw Honglian in front of him, walked around him, went to the real person Xuanlu, poked the real person Xuanlu, squatted beside the corpse, thinking in distress, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raised .

It turned out that Honglian didn't leave, but fetched medicine for him.

For some reason, the heart that was swallowed by the cold and could no longer beat suddenly seemed to be swept by a pool of warm current, and then it started to beat again, "Bang bang!"

He felt that the warm current was really, really warm...

He got up and walked to Honglian's side, then stroked Honglian's face, "I'm fine, as long as you're here, I'll always be fine."

The eyes of the sword are full of seriousness and sincerity, without any impurities.

Being watched by him like this, Guren felt embarrassed instead.I don't know why, but I just feel that I have been confessed very seriously, but I am completely unprepared.

This kind of weird idea kept floating back and forth in Honglian's mind.

However, Honglian also knew that she shouldn't be thinking about this.

Therefore, when he saw that Jianjian had returned to normal, he quickly took out Yao Yaojun and wanted to sprinkle it on Jianjian's body.

But at this time, Honglian was shocked to find out, "Where's the wound from before?!"

The wounds and wounds are gone!

Didn't there still be many wounds before?

How could it suddenly disappear?

Thinking about it, Honglian opened her big eyes, looking at the sword,

"Jianjian, what's wrong with you? You, your wound, are you all healed?"

However, upon hearing this, a deep meaning flashed across Jianyan's eyes.

If he told Honglian that when Honglian was not around, he thought that Honglian was gone, so when he was in a bad mood, he radiated power and healed the wound automatically.Guren will definitely be angry.

Therefore, Jianjian just slightly hooked his lips, looked sideways at Honglian, and held Honglian's small hand, "Honglian, is your wound healed?"

Hong Lian thought for two seconds, then pulled her little arm away and nodded when she saw that there was no wound on it.

"The wound is healed." Because, I had a dream before, I was drinking blood, ahh, drink blood!Unexpectedly, drinking blood in a dream would automatically heal the body!If you can have this kind of dream often, it will be great!So happy! ~

Thinking of this, Hong Lian felt ecstatic and happy.

The sword that successfully diverted Honglian's attention, touched Honglian's hair, slightly curled his lips, his eyes were full of tenderness, "It's good that you are fine."

Honglian was rubbed like this, subconsciously wanted to slap Jianjian's little hand away, but when she was about to strike, she inadvertently saw Jianjian's happy eyes.

For some reason, Honglian couldn't make a move at this moment.

Afterwards, Honglian thought about it and found an excuse for her abnormal behavior.

Well, 77 can be regarded as saving him, he must have a conscience.

So, just let the little brother Jianjian rub his hair and destroy his prestige.

However, Honglian stretched out her small round claws, squeezed Jianjian's face hard, felt the soft touch, and looked satisfied.

Hmph, this Jian Jian rubs my hair, so he also rubs it, and also rubs his face.

Jianjian, who has always hated being touched by others, only raised his lips slightly when faced with Honglian's touch, with a trace of helplessness appearing on his lips, and his eyes were full of doting.

He stroked Honglian gently, felt the softness of the hair, felt the warmth from Honglian's cute little paws, he felt so happy...

Sure enough, being with Honglian is the happiest.

Hong Lian didn't know what Jian Jian was thinking, after he kneaded Jian Jian and hid it for a while, she curled her lips boredly and closed her hands.

If he continued to pinch this sword, he would be pinched into a clay figurine by himself.

Seeing Honglian withdrawing her hand, Jianjian felt that the bottom of her heart was soaked in a warm stream, and with Honglian's behavior, it was brewing more and more warmly.

Although Honglian always talked about him, Jian knew that everything Honglian did was for his own good.

It's like pinching the face, although Jian really hates being touched by others, even if others dare to touch, he will not hesitate to save the person's life.

However, facing Honglian, Jian always feels his heart is so sweet.

This is a special feeling that I have never had before.

Honglian didn't know that Jianjian was thinking. After looking around, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

I saw the sky at this moment, gradually taking off the dark shell, revealing a heather gray.

It won't be long before daybreak begins.

Hong Lian turned her head sideways, staring straight at the corpse of Master Xuan Lun.

Master Xuan Lu was slashed to death by a sword, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Honglian's little nose moved, and he sniffed, feeling...delicious...

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