Those years when I was Mingzhu

"**!? Is this okay!?"

Calm and calm as Qi Mu also yelled excitedly in my mind.

Later, he did say "Ohmyfuckinggod" in foreign language just now, right?

Although it is blocked, it cannot escape my ears!

After thinking about it for a while and analyzing it calmly, I realized that at the moment I just fell on the ground, the sun wheel knife in my hand flew away and spun, directly hitting the next step of the next attack against the successor who was resisting with the knife. evil spirits.

Sometimes I wonder if my original system gave me krypton gold with a 100-year salary at the beginning. In addition to combat effectiveness, did it fill up my luck index or other aspects of the value?

However, it was useless to think so much about what was there and what was there, I clapped my hands, and in a leisurely and pretentious posture of "nothing, you didn't see anything", I stood up from the ground chicly, stabbed With a backhand, he pulled out the hair that was entangled by the branches, and walked slowly towards the successor.

Seeing me approaching, Mr. Ji Guo, who was accidentally rescued by me, was obviously a little nervous.

But after seeing clearly that I was indeed a handsome young man (self-proclaimed) and not the ugly monster that attacked him just now, I was slightly relieved.

"Thank you son for saving me, I am very grateful."

He was about to bow to me to show his gratitude, but I passed him without seeing him, and bent down to pick up the sun wheel knife that was thrown away by me on the ground.

Being deliberately ignored by me, he stood aside in embarrassment, not knowing what to say for a while, so he put the saber in his hand into the sheath, trying to relieve the embarrassment with this action.

"You don't need to be too polite, sir." Putting the Sun Wheel Knife into the scabbard and pinning it on my waist, I showed a professional smirk at the successor, "I didn't mean to save you, but..." I thought about it and deepened the smile, "It's purely slippery."

Hearing what I said, the embarrassment on Ji Guozhu's face became more concrete.

For a moment, he was as embarrassed as a perch spitting out bubbles, his lips opened and closed, closed and opened again, and finally he didn't say anything after repeating this several times.

Hmm, today's me is the cold me.

Perhaps it was because he saw that I was so cold and tall, with long hair flying in the air and feathers fluttering, exuding an aura that made it difficult for people around me to get close to me. He couldn't figure out my identity and origin for a while, so he could only shut up Word.

After hesitating for a while, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere of not saying anything was very strange, so he started to change the subject and asked me about the evil ghost just now.

"It seems that ordinary knives can't kill him." He frowned slightly, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to that of Yan Sheng's senior. I have ever known any kind of creature."

Thinking of the little golden man in my heart, it must be me, and with the upper body of a showman looking back, he showed an enigmatic and light smile to the successor: "Have you ever heard the rumors of 'ghosts', sir?"

"...Ghost? It's the first time I've heard of it."

"The so-called 'ghost' means living in the dark, hiding in..."

In the end, I hadn't finished pretending, and I hadn't finished shaping the image of the Taoist master and cold swordsman, so I was interrupted by a sinister voice behind me.

"Unexpected hahahahaha! Damn human swordsman!" The ghost, which had already dissipated, reappeared intact behind us at some point, "This is my blood ghost technique! Eat my substitute attack !"

Immediately afterwards he charged in our direction.

"Da, Dalabang, sir!" Mr. Ji Guo was surprised when he saw that I was standing in front of him, and subconsciously called the alias I just told him.

However, the ghost is about to rush forward: "Ola Ola Ola Ola!!"

Seeing that the withered sharp claws were about to grab me, at the very moment, Mr. Qi Mu seized the time subconsciously and complained: "There are too many elements!!"

"Hmph, naive."

My thin lips were raised slightly, my eyebrows were raised, and I didn't dodge a single hair, and raised my right hand with ease.

"Think you can beat me like this?" I sneered, "Look at me—Fantasy Killer!"

Mr. Qi Mu: "So why are you getting more elements here!"

[Attack Rebound·Swastika On]! !

The sharp claws came into contact with the right hand, and with the huge impact, the evil ghost let out an unwilling trembling sound of "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" and was completely ejected.

Due to the huge kinetic energy, the body directly hit the tree surrounded by two people behind him, and the ground splashed dust.

"Dara, uh... Mr. Da! So good, so strong!" Mr. Ji Guo called the alias I had told him casually before, and praised behind him.

"Small." I shook my bangs on my forehead, and smiled brightly at him, showing my two rows of white teeth. "However, Mr. Jiguo, please call me by my full name. This way, I will be happier."

Smoothly, he flew out the Sun Wheel Knife, and stabbed the neck of the impotent evil spirit with precision for the second time, watching him dissipate into the air just like before.

"Well, yes..." Mr. Jiguo took a deep breath, tilted his head slightly, and frowned even tighter, recalling the name I casually told him before, and tentatively said, "Da, Da Labeng, bande￥@ #*Background Buduo￥#*?...My lord?"

"No, no," I corrected patiently, still maintaining a friendly smile, "It's Dalabang, Baedibedib Dobiruon~"

"Is it Dalabon...Band Bedi...Budobiru...Ong?"

"That's right, let's do Dalabon again, Bante Bedib Dobiruon."

Tilting his head towards him, he showed a brighter smile like a spring day, and his voice became softer and sweeter: "Please remember it well. Because - even something like remembering the name of the savior can't be done properly... ..."

As he spoke, he paused and lowered his eyes slightly: "How can such a person be called a qualified warrior? Don't you think so? Mr. Ji Guozhu."

"Young master... what you said is very true," the successor, who bowed his head in embarrassment, repeated after me from memory, "Dalabang Baban... oh! (biting tongue)"

"Come on! Mr. Jiguo!" I held his hand with a sincere tone, "I believe you will be able to remember my name! I believe you must not be the kind of person who is not worthy of the title of samurai and has residual feudal thoughts in his brain. A pedant who engages in domestic violence'!"

Qi Mu: "What the hell are those extra things in the back..."

"I'll try my best... Dalabon, Bender Beddy, Bu... Ugh! (Bites tongue again)"

"Dalabang, Babande... um!"

"Dalabang, don't you know!"

"Dara... um!"

"Da... um!"

"..."

After being stuck in the shell for more than ten times on and off, at the end, under my gentle gaze with an angelic smile, the patriarch of the successor country... silently pulled out his knife.

I:"!"

Qi Mu: "!"

Ji Guozhu: "I'm very sorry!!! Da... woo!"

"I'm going to kill myself right now!!!"

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