The Girl and Her Sword [Comprehensive + Sword III]

"Hua Ling?" San Riyue blinked her eyes, looking at the Hua Ling furiously under Ruan Qingwu's clutches with some curiosity.

"Yes," Ruan Qingwu narrowed his eyes and emphasized, "Xiao Hualing." He leisurely teased the distraught Hualing with a fallen peach blossom branch. This Hualing girl was only the size of a palm, and she really Very small.

"I'm not small!" The painting spirit tried hard to beat Ruan Qingwu, but every time she hit the flowers, she pinched her face, and she rushed her head from the flowers and fluttered to Qingwu.

"But you are small." Ruan Qingwu said, turning the flower branch in his hand slightly, and using the V-shaped gap formed by the branch, stuck the little painting spirit in it, and then compared the other hand to her. After making a comparison, he confirmed, "Look, it's really only the size of a palm."

"You..." Hua Ling tried hard to pull out his body, trying to break free from the branches, "Let me go!"

"No~" Ruan Qingwu dragged his voice, his eyes full of narrow eyes, "I think you are doing well, Zong Jin, do you want us to have a barbecue and see how the Hualing tastes?"

"..." San Riyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she stepped forward and flicked the painting spirit with her index finger.

"Hey~" Ruan Qingwu sighed regretfully, and shook the flower branch at Hualing, "Come on, come on~ keep going~"

But the painting spirit also learned to behave, and only yelled in the range where the flowers and branches could not reach, but did not come closer.

"Look at you." Ruan Qingwu said as he looked at San Riyue, his head hurting from the noise.

"Hehe." San Riyue chuckled, "Master, let me do it." After finishing speaking, he took the flower branch from Ruan Qingwu's hand.

Shocked by Sanriyue's beauty, Little Hualing stopped in place for a while, and before he could react, he heard a whoosh, and before he could dodge, he was trapped on the wall by the flower branch, unable to move.

"You scared the little girl." Ruan Qingwu shook his head.

"Hahaha," San Riyue picked up the teacup on the table, "I missed it for a while, I'm really sorry."

...No, I think you did it on purpose.Ruan Qingwu and Hua Ling thought at the same time.

"Your Majesty, you can come in." At this moment, Mr. Qiu came out of the house to greet him. He really couldn't bear to watch his friend tear down the house, so after listening to the messy voices for a while, he sued This crime went in to help Shen Yanxi clean up the house.

"Oh good." Ruan Qingwu was waiting to be bored, nodded, retracted the flower branch, released the painting spirit, and walked in with Qiu Lao.

"Siming, who are they!" Even after being released, Hua Ling was still unwilling and asked, pointing at Qingwu.

"Don't be rude, this is His Majesty the Demon King, and the one next to her is Young Master Ming." Old Qiu scolded and introduced.

"I'm Hualing, so I don't belong to her." Hualing snorted and said.

"Oh?" Ruan Qingwu asked amusedly, "Why don't you come under my control?"

"This girl is an elf born from a painting, how can she be a monster?" Hua Ling folded her arms and said with a high air.

"No, no," Ruan Qingwu shook his head and said, "Although you are an elf, you are still not a human being, so I will take care of you."

"But I'm not a demon, I don't have a demon spirit." Hua Ling said puzzled.

"That's a long story." Ruan Qingwu smiled and explained, "There is a list of all monsters in the seal of the demon king. It was made according to Bai Ze's words in ancient times, and there are the names of your clan. Your clan It's called a monster, and the reason why you don't have any monster aura is because what you acquired was spirituality when you were born, so you don't have any monster aura."

Among the non-human types, the animal monster is such a very special type.They have demon, spiritual, human, or divine natures according to their archetype and environment.This kind of existence is generally evolved through utensils. In the hometown of Sanriyue, people call this kind of existence [Fusangshen] or write [99], while in Qingwu, they are divided according to the attributes of the existence itself. After naming, dozens of species were added.

If one had to classify according to quality, then divinity must be the best, followed by spirituality, and then demon nature. However, when they fail to qualify, they will all degenerate into ghosts.There are also many types of utensils. For example, Fusangshen, such as Sanri Yue Zongjin, whose prototype is based on Tai Dao, can be divided into magic swords and murderous swords.

"What is disqualification?" Hua Ling had forgotten the previous grievances at this moment, and asked curiously in front of Ruan Qingwu.

"For example, if you do unrighteous things, you will be infected with evil aura. If you absorb people's essence, you will have evil aura. If you eat human flesh and blood, or kill others, you will get evil aura and degenerate into a ghost." Ruan Qingwu said. "If you become a ghost," she paused, "life would be worse than death."

"It's so scary." Hua Ling was startled, and asked timidly. "Well, what about the prank..."

"What kind of prank?" Ruan Qingwu asked amusedly.

"Bi, for example..." Hua Ling said hesitantly, "Steal something..."

"Well, it's hard to say." Ruan Qingwu folded his arms and began to bluff the demon seriously, "It is said that there is such a vicious ghost who patrols between the sky and the earth, if he is bumped into doing bad things... .”

"I, I, I, I, I, I don't dare anymore!" The little girl hid in the vase in fright, only showing her head, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty the Demon King, did that ghost come?"

"Don't worry." Ruan Qingwu suppressed a smile, "The world is so big, that ghost may not come here for a hundred years...Where are you going? Eh? Wait a minute..." She rushed Elder Qiu winked, then hurriedly chased after San Riyue who turned and left without saying a word.

"Isn't that brother Ming San?" Hua Ling asked suspiciously.

"I think that should be a name that only His Majesty can call it." Old Qiu said, "As for us, we can call it whatever Your Majesty asks."

"Are they lovers?" Hua Ling asked again.

"How do I know." Old Qiu rolled his eyes, "Yanxi is coming, hurry up." Then he looked away, pretending that he didn't see Hualing.

"What were you talking about just now, so lively?" Shen Yanxi walked over while talking. "Hey, where are your two good friends?" He poked his head around for a while, but he couldn't find anyone, so he asked.

"It was just a chat just now." Qiu Lao said, "They have some personal matters now, and they will come back after they are settled. Before that...you gave me to the kitchen again?!!!!!!" He smelled something Burnt smell, roared.

"Ah..." Shen Yanxi scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, "I was a little anxious on a whim..."

No, it was not destroyed at all.

"Zong Jin?" Ruan Qingwu asked in bewilderment after catching up with San Riyue. "What's wrong?"

"...Me," San Riyue said slowly after a long silence, "Can I still stay by your side..."

I have done unrighteous things, even murdered me.

This kind of me... sooner or later, I will degenerate into a ghost like the woman said, right?

In this case.....

"Oh, that's why I don't want to tell you." Ruan Qingwu sighed behind him, "What are you afraid of, I'm here." She walked around to San Riyue, looking straight into those dodging eyes. "If I don't want to control you," she said helplessly, "then why should I take you away?" She took San Riyue's hand and said, "If I don't want to control you, I can let you continue, Watching you sink into a ghost alone, isn't it?"

"I..." San Riyue shook his head slowly, deliberately not looking into Ruan Qingwu's eyes, and said, "If this continues, isn't the Lord afraid of being killed by me in his sleep?"

"Ha," Ruan Qingwu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and trapped San Riyue between the tree and himself, his heavy eyes made San Riyue feel the pressure invisibly. "Guess, am I afraid?"

As I said before, yin and yang double pupils have the ability to see through the prototypes of all monsters in the world, and the spiritual power contained in them is enough to equal the soul of a city's people.And San Riyue never understood why other monsters were so afraid of these eyes, because when Ruan Qingwu looked at him, his vision of spiritual power was always eliminated, so he never felt that other monsters felt that in front of Qingwu. pressure.

And now he felt it.

"I'm sorry." Qingwu saw that Sanriyue's expression was wrong, blinked, suppressed the compelling gaze, and looked away, "I scared you."

"The eyes of the lord..." San Riyue said slowly, "It is said to have double pupils, but it is actually the eyes of dominion aimed at non-human beings. It can make non-humans show their original shape. Make the other party surrender, right? So the ghost king wants you not only because your eyes are very powerful, but because of these eyes, you are a born demon king, right?" The more he said, the more annoyed he became, "so Before... when you merged, I didn't actually have to worry about you, did I? The Lord is really an expert in confusing concepts."

"..." Ruan Qingwu blinked and smiled, "Zong Jin, your imagination is really rich." She withdrew her hand, looked at San Riyue, and said, "Admit that you are actually very worried about me, because I worry about gains and losses, and even feel afraid, afraid of being separated from me, afraid of losing me in any form, is it difficult?"

"I..." Sanriyue was taken aback, "My lord really likes to joke."

"Hmph, am I joking?" Qingwu closed her eyes, "Only you know this, can you calm down and think about it now?"

"Will I become a ghost?" San Riyue asked with downcast eyes.

"I won't let you become a ghost." Ruan Qingwu answered firmly. "As I said, there is nothing in the world that I can't solve, but if I can't solve it, then no one can solve it." She said firmly, "And I still rule over all living inhumans." Lord... In a way," she showed a willful smile, "you are indeed my subject, Zong Jin."

San Riyue looked at Ruan Qingwu.

No matter what kind of adversity he was in, even when he was dealing with his willful troubles before, this man seemed to be ignorant of despair, his eyes were always clear, gentle, yet firm and persistent.

And he will always sink into this kind of sight as always, unable to extricate himself.