This lord is too weak but strong

The upper half of the face of the young man guarded by the swordsman was severely disfigured, and his eyes were lifeless white, obviously unable to see.

"My swordsman, please don't..."

His face was pale without a trace of blood, and he fell powerlessly on the snow, his face full of grief.

"I will swear to the death to protect my lord!" The swordsman had an expression of resignation to death.

And the guy standing opposite him with a ferocious smile on his face has black pointed horns and weird patterns all over his face. What surprised Shugo Hoshino even more was that his hands didn't look human at all. It's like a beast's claws.

Could it be that this is the "ghost" that the old man said just now?

Shugo Hoshino's footsteps were extremely light, so when he arrived here, the three people present did not notice him, the "uninvited guest" who swept up the path.

He simply glanced at the situation on the scene, and when his eyes passed by the evil spirit, a slight disgust flashed in his eyes.

His eyes hurt.

"You're the only one left - so what if you're a member of the Ghost Killing Squad, you can only die by my hands!"

The evil ghost showed its ferocious fangs, and the bright red blood rolled down his teeth and the corners of his mouth, merging with the blood-stained clothes on his body, even if he was far away, Shugo Hoshino could still smell the thick bloody smell.

This smell made his frown deepen, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and suppressed his coughing.

"If I can hand over the leader of the Ghost Killing Squad to that lord, I will definitely gain more favor from that lord and become even stronger than I am now—!"

The evil ghost let out an arrogant laugh that was bound to win, and rushed towards the swordsman at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye!

There was an extremely deep wound on the swordsman's shoulder, faintly revealing the color of bones - he was probably injured by a ghost in the previous battle, but the situation was urgent and there was no time to deal with it.

This wound made the swordsman's hand trembling.

However, even so, there was no look of fear or retreat on his face.

"I will persevere until Lord Zhu arrives, please rest assured, my lord." The swordsman said without turning his head, his tone was as firm as a rock: "Even if we fight with our lives, we must absolutely protect our lord Zhou Quan!"

The young man who was protected by him showed a sad look on his face.

The air was filled with awe-inspiring killing intent and determination.

Shugo Hoshino pursed his lips.

Hearing the meaning of the swordsman's words, it seemed that the rescuers had already rushed this way. However, he didn't think the swordsman could last much longer.

Just one blow, and he will die at the hands of the evil spirits.

Just when the evil ghost's sharp claws were about to meet the swordsman's blade, a pure white figure suddenly swept behind the swordsman, grabbed the swordsman's back collar, and pulled him back a step.

It's just that this person was also extremely embarrassed, so after Shugo Hoshino pulled him back, he let go without hesitation.

"W-Who—?!"

Suddenly lost his balance, the swordsman couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and he took a few steps back before stopping, and the evil ghost's sharp claws were missed, and he threw himself into the snow in a very embarrassing posture, making a loud bang bang.

"……puff."

Shugo Hoshino, who totally didn't expect the other party to give him a big gift, tried his best to hold back, and finally couldn't hold back, let out a short laugh.

"who……?"

The young man fixed his dull eyes on Shugo Hoshino.

Because he was blind, he was extremely sensitive to sound, so he could tell that it was not anyone he had seen who had just laughed.

"Your Excellency is..."

The swordsman who was rescued by Shugo Hoshino turned his head and glanced sideways at the black-haired young man beside him, with a dull expression on his face involuntarily.

Snowflakes fluttered down.

The young man standing next to him has a thin figure that is almost the same as the master's. The mountain wind blows the feathers on his body, and the hem of his clothes flutters like a crane about to fly.

The hazy moonlight fell on him, and his whole body seemed to melt into the cold sky light, so that people dared not reach out and touch him to confirm whether the person in front of him was real or not.

The moonlight and the color of snow engulfed his face, and at first glance, he was so beautiful that it was shocking and soul-stirring.

No one can find any flaws in his beauty, as if it gathered all the good things between the heaven and the earth, and carved them out with exhausting thought and superb craftsmanship.

The swordsman had never seen anyone with such beauty.

Moreover, his beauty cannot be mistaken for a woman at all.

Just like the ice and snow under the moonlight, it is cold but clear—it has nothing to do with words like charming and charming.

However, such beauty is flawed.

The swordsman couldn't help sighing inwardly.

The young man's face was exactly the same pale as the protagonist's, even his lips were extremely pale, and his expression could hardly hide his tiredness—this was definitely not the look that ordinary people would have, but the attitude of people who had been ill for a long time.

"Damn it! Who dares to spoil my good deeds and even laugh at me?!"

The voice of the evil spirit was trembling with strong anger, and he glanced at Shugo Hoshino who suddenly appeared here with a murderous gaze.

The soul-stirring beauty made the evil spirit's expression dazed for a moment, but finally his consciousness was still covered by the screaming desire for food in his body.

He slapped hard on the snow, and before the snowflakes fell, his figure had already rushed towards Shugo Hoshino.

It's just an unarmed and vulnerable little boy, just tear it up and eat it together!

"Hahaha, I don't know if your little boy's meat will be more delicious by ordinary people!" The evil ghost laughed loudly. He licked his lips excitedly, and he had already begun to imagine the pleasure and sensation of eating delicious food.

"careful!"

Seeing that Shugo Hoshino was about to be caught by the evil spirit, the swordsman didn't have time to react, he could only blurt out his voice!

However, what surprised the swordsman was that just as the evil spirit was approaching, the figure of the young man who looked as weak as the master, as if he could be blown to the ground by a gust of wind, suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. Live here in general.

What about others?Why did it suddenly disappear? !

"To be honest, I have no interest in fighting with you."

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in the swordsman's ears, he turned his head quickly, and suddenly found that the young man was standing behind him at some point, with obvious disgust in his iris-purple eyes.

It's so ugly.

How could such an ugly thing appear in front of him and pollute his sight?

Hoshino Shugo naturally blamed in his heart.

"Bastard, don't run around like a flea!"

He didn't expect his blow to miss again at all, and the anger on the evil ghost's face became even worse. He stretched out his arms and shouted angrily, only to see that his shoulders gradually showed a beastly posture.

Just by looking at that thick arm, no one would doubt his strength—I am afraid that few people can withstand his full blow.

"I must chop you up into eight pieces to vent my anger!"

"Your Excellency, please step back..."

Subconsciously, he stood in front of Shugo Hoshino, before the swordsman finished speaking, he felt light in his hand, and the sun blade in his hand was easily snatched away by that young man!

"Lend me the knife." Shugo Hoshino said lightly.

"you--"

The swordsman stared blankly at his hand, not knowing how he took the knife away from his hand.

Even if his arm is injured, it is not a weak patient who can take his knife away.

Before the swordsman raised any doubts, he saw that the young man was already walking towards the evil spirit with the sun wheel knife.

As soon as the knife was raised, the icy cold light cut through the wind and snow.

There was a bang, and something fell to the ground.

The swordsman stared blankly at the place where it landed, only to see the head of the evil ghost fell alone in the snow, with a desperate wail, and it quickly turned into a cloud of dust.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Meduardo, gnawing 1 carrot;

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 5 curtain lights; 1 carrot, waist-length hair, sake, Lou Xi, Yimuyuyi, Mo Qin, and Ye Changsheng;

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