Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

It was completely dark.

I quietly watched the direction of the butterfly flying, slowly put down my hand, and lowered my eyes slightly.

The silver hair was blown to the eyes by the passing wind, fluttering, and then slowly fell down.

Two blue birds stood on the shoulders, chirping excitedly.

"How did you get out?"

"Is it because it's not comfortable enough? Shall I get you a new one?"

I lowered my head, turned my palms, and a clear and sharp sword suddenly appeared with some sporadic light spots. It was the natal spirit sword—Ling.

"Samuel."

"I am here."

"I saved your life, right?" Sen Leng's chill slid down the blade.Soon, this small piece of land was covered with frost.

"Yes."

"Then I'll take it back now, okay?"

The wind on the cliff was getting stronger and stronger, and the white frost spread rapidly.Soon, a thick layer of ice formed on the dead wood not far away, and large and small ice edges hung upside down on the cliff, looking sharp and cold.

The two little birds looked at each other, flapped their wings and left.

A crystal clear ice flower was blown towards Samuel by the bitter wind. The ice flower was hexagonal in shape and looked exquisite and beautiful.

However, when it touched the end of the opponent's hair, it quickly froze and spread like a terrifying beast.

Samuel raised his hand and brushed it indifferently, and the frozen place melted immediately.

"sure."

"but not now."

"Teacher, you have taught me literacy, etiquette and music. But you haven't taught me martial arts yet."

"You'd better be serious. It's not going to make me happy to die casually."

Samuel held his sword in front of him, still with a gentle look: "Okay."

I looked at him, and stepped back a few steps with my back to the cliff. My silver-white boots felt the step on the edge of the cliff, and I took another step back without hesitation.

The body fell, and the long white hair slid up with the wind, brushing my face, and I just looked at each other blankly.

Samuel was stunned for a moment.

Large swathes of butterflies suddenly surged up from the cliff, with a white shimmer, which looked particularly bright in the dark night. I used the body of the butterflies to easily step into the void.

The long sword in his hand hummed slightly, declaring its fighting will to rise step by step.

The bitter cold wind was mixed with white snowflakes. I raised the sword above my head, looked at the snow-white cliffs that had been frozen by the frost, and swung it down without hesitation.

The wind, which was not very peaceful, was suddenly mixed with sharp sword energy, making it even more noisy.

"Boom—"

A huge sound sounded, and accompanied by the roar of rolling rocks, the entire cliff was evenly chipped away.

Countless dust gushes out in an instant, blurring people's vision.

I stood in the void, took a step back with my right foot, and swung my second sword without hesitation.

Sword Qi poured into the dust-flooded area, causing even greater damage.The entire cliff top trembled, as if it could not bear it in the end, it shattered into large and small stones and rolled down the cliff.

"As expected of a teacher, despite doing such a horrible thing, it still looks like..."

The voice came from behind, I turned around neatly, and swung the third sword.

There was nothingness in front of him.

"Beautiful and touching."

"Apart from hiding, you don't know anything else?"

A dagger made of ice was conjured up in his left hand, and he slashed behind him.

Still a void.

Samuel stood not far away, holding a single butterfly in his hand. He didn't care that the butterfly's sharp wings cut his hand, and let the dark red blood drip.

He raised his hand, and the blood slid down his wrist.

Samuel stuck out his tongue to lick the blood on his hands, but his eyes were fixed on me, with an unknown smile on his lips.

I frowned.

The butterfly suddenly shattered into countless light spots and disappeared into the air.

"Of course the students know other things. Teacher, didn't you all cry at that time? Forgot it so quickly?"

Damn, pervert.

I cursed secretly in my heart.

"Or...do you want it?"

"You can talk about it first if you survive."

The butterflies that were fluttering around suddenly gathered together and circled into a huge magic circle.

The area with a radius of ten miles was covered by frost, and the white snow and ice brewed a sharp killing intent.

The sword, which had accumulated raging anger, left the palm of its hand, and rushed towards the young man not far away with an unstoppable momentum.

Samuel was facing a situation that was almost impossible to escape, but his eyes were fixed on the cold boy in the frost and snow.

The boy's pale gold eyes reflected the wind and snow, he was obviously very angry, but his expression was only slightly angry.

The light-colored lips are slightly pursed, and the long silver hair is swaying in the wind and snow, looking very holy.

But deadly charming.

There was only one thought in Samuel's mind.

His teacher is really suitable for long hair.