I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 575: I’m not crazy

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"Chen Ruoyan should be recovered from injury, right?"

"It must have recovered. Do you think the Blood Fiend Gate is just a display? It is good luck for us casual martial artists to survive the injury, but if someone has the support of the sect, it can be done in two days. Go to the ring again!"

"But even if she came on stage, her strength should have dropped a lot. Look at her expression and the match with Dai Ye. The blow to her should not be small, and it depends on whether the rest can catch it. Chance."

"Yes, that woman is actually quite terrible. She had a leg and an arm lost, and she didn't even say a word. When she was pierced by the walking corpse, she had no expression... As a corpse, Dai Ye may not be able to win!"

"..."

"By the way, what happened to Chen Ruoyan's face? There is a wound under her left eye, which seems to be scratched..."

"Hey, it's really...what is the red thing under her eyes?"

Qingyan stood alone on the ring, waiting for his opponent.

Chen Hao was quite upset: "When your opponent comes over later, you have to teach him severely, and he made you wait so long!"

"Okay!"

Chen Hao gave Qingyan a different look. He thought that Qingyan would not pay attention to him.

"You are a little weird today!"

"Well, what happened in the ring last time, thank you Lord Sword Spirit!"

Chen Hao was silent for a moment: "...Only this time, not as an example, next time if you die, I won't take care of it anymore!"

Qingyan is the thirty-fifth sword master of the Scarlet Blood Sword, and the sword master he rescued for the first time.

He didn't even know why he helped Ye Qingyan to block Dai Ye's sword.

In the ring, that kind of irrational performance is more than guilty!

"I understand!"

Qingyan lowered his head.

In the sixth match, Qingyan's performance was crazy, even the referee and the audience could feel her violent killing intent!

If her opponent did not react quickly enough, Qingyan would be cut in the middle with a sword.

The last sword was blocked by the referee who helped Qingyan's opponent.

However, Qingyan was only given a lesson, because everyone could see that it was the limit when Qingyan's opponent shouted "surrender" and her sword could not be retrieved.

Getting off the ring, Qingyan casually asked a disciple of the Blood Fiend Clan to ask about Dai Ye’s situation. After learning that Dai Ye had taken out the walking corpse and crushed his opponent, she had to leave with victory. Back to the tent.

She actually wants to go see it again.

She sat on the chair in the tent, took out the guzheng, just plucked a string, and put the guzheng back into the space ring.

She pulled out the Scarlet Blood Sword again, wiped the blood-red body of the Scarlet Blood Sword with animal skins, and stopped immediately.

Chen Hao thought that he could enjoy his meticulous care!

He could see that Qingyan was in a state of anxiety.

"Want to find Dai Ye?"

"This is not the time!" Qingyan walked back and forth in the small tent, and then simply rubbed her hair with her hands on the bed, rubbing her clean and smooth long hair into a messy chicken coop.

"It's not the time!"

Chen Hao is more aware of the strength of the Southern Territory Tournament venue than Qingyan.

There are now nearly a hundred domain-level experts gathered here, and there is even more than one domain-level peak expert. If Qingyan wants to find trouble with the corpse faction, she must first go to Nie Liqun and the corpse faction strong One pass.

In the arena, she is the top genius of the Southern Territory, and a strong man in the world-breaking realm.

But under the ring, she is just an ant.

This is not a place where she can go crazy.

She fiddled with the Scarlet Blood Soft Sword, and with a "click", the Scarlet Blood Sword broke into thirty-four bars.

The whip sword, like a snake, slowly wrapped around Qingyan's petite body fourteen times from top to bottom. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. The sharp blade cut her skin inch by inch.

The clothes that blood soon infested.

Chen Hao looked at Qingyan stupidly, wondering what she was doing...

She threw the hilt of the sword on the main beam on the top of the tent, the part of the hilt wrapped around the main beam, and after slowly contracting, she hung Qingyan upside down.

The whip sword tightened again, blood oozing from countless wounds on her body, flowing down her body to her beautiful neck, then down her face, down her long hair, dripping to the ground .

She sullen her face, looking in front of her eyes, her body swinging back and forth in mid-air.

It's like swinging on a swing.

Chen Hao didn't say a word, he didn't know what to say.

He saw the healed wound on Qingyan's face, the blood-red teardrop under his left eye, and saw her godless eyes gradually turn blood-red... Then she slowly closed her eyes .

From the time Seventeen's body appeared again, he noticed that there was something wrong with Qingyan.

How did the body of Seventeen appear in the Southern Territory? This thing is really strange, but Chen Hao did not explore the idea of ​​what happened.

As the sword spirit of the Scarlet Sword, Chen Hao actually has little curiosity.

Even if there were, it was almost consumed.

For him, too much curiosity is a torture.

He is like a mollusk, kept in a shell for a long time. In order to adapt to the shape of the shell, his body has been completely deformed.

"Master Sword Spirit, is this the curse you are talking about?" I don't know when, Qingyan opened her pale red eyes and asked in a low voice, "I thought that the so-called curse was just a rumor... "

"Not very clear, but I reminded you..."

"Can't you control it?" Qingyan asked again.

Hearing Qingyan's questioning, the Scarlet Blood Sword shrank severely, and Qingyan grunted, and the blood on the ground gathered into a small puddle.

"Do you think I want to see Seventeen again?"

"Master Sword Spirit...you seem to be angry!"

"Uh..."

Chen Hao was silent.

Qingyan continued to ask: "Can you relax a little? Lord Sword Spirit, you hurt me!"

The Scarlet Sword gradually loosened, slowly lowering Qingyan, her head hit the ground directly.

Qingyan whispered: "Wait, don't put me down!"

Chen Hao asked curiously: "Does it hurt? Or do you enjoy the feeling of being cut by more than 30 blades?"

As the sword spirit of the Scarlet Blood Sword, Chen Hao knows very well that almost all of the thirty-four blades cut into Qingyan's flesh. Although they have avoided the vital position, ordinary people simply cannot bear the pain. .

This was originally a torture.

"It hurts! But only in this way can I calm down!" Qingyan's eyes lost focus, "Do you know what I want to do most now?"

"I know!"

"But my reason tells me...it can't do it now, it's not good now, it's not time...Do you understand this pain? My heart is like being burned by fire...Do you understand this feeling?"

Chen Hao understands the feeling of Qingyan.

When he was imprisoned in the Scarlet Blood Sword, he could not move or speak... He also wanted to die... Especially at dusk and midnight, that terrible anxiety, crazy imagination, boundless hatred ... almost didn't drive him crazy...