I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 655: Decadent warrior

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The young warrior slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Qingyan, his slightly muddy eyes flashed with amazing light.

Then he looked startled, and immediately stretched his hand to the long sword at his feet.

But as soon as he stretched his hand there, he stopped all his movements.

Qingyan just looked at him like that, even her expression a little ugly.

Just an Innate Realm Warrior!

The man slumped against the rock wall, a grudging smile appeared on his face, and he didn't make any extra movements.

Chen Hao felt that this man was wise.

Qingyan did not hide anything this time, the young warrior clearly recognized her.

Don't draw the sword, don't resist, this is the wisest.

"Are you that Chen Ruoyan? Senior Chen?"

The young warrior raised his head and looked at Qingyan very boldly, as if he was admiring a beautiful artwork.

Seeing this situation, Chen Hao felt that he should withdraw his evaluation of this young man's "wise", and he looked so unscrupulously and lightly that his kid's IQ was absolutely negative!

"What?" Qingyan frowned.

"Nothing? Just curiosity! I've heard a lot about you and seen your portrait. I didn't expect to see a real person today!" The young warrior waved his hand and said angrily, "I have to be fair. Then, the painters in the Southern Territory are all rubbish, really rubbish!"

"I don't like the look in your eyes!"

Qingyan waved his hand, and the scarlet blood soft sword groaned in the air.

"Sure enough, it is said that you have a bad temper, and it is true, but most of the pretty women have bad tempers!"

The young warrior stretched out his hand again, and barely sat up, groping with his hand, letting go of the long sword, and touched a jar half-fallen on the ground...

He held the wine jar and drank gruntingly. Chen Hao looked at his Adam's apple and flicked up and down his throat.

The overflowing liquor flows into strings, running along the corners of his mouth, to his somewhat blackened neck, and finally into his collar...

Qingyan held the sword and stood quietly without making a move.

"Ah!" The young warrior groaned contentedly, put the wine jar aside, looked at Qingyan and said, "Thank you."

"Are you ready?"

"Okay!" The young warrior nodded, and there was hatred and pain in his eyes, and there were emotions that even Chen Hao couldn't see through. He stared at Qingyan and said sincerely, "I heard that there is only the other sword Fast enough and accurate enough, you won’t feel any pain, and it’s my honor to die under the sword of Senior Chen!"

Speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Qingyan glanced at him silently, put away the scarlet sword, and walked out of the cave.

She could see it, and Chen Hao could also see it.

The other party really wanted to die!

If Qingyan is in a good mood, maybe she will fulfill the other party's wish.

Unfortunately, the light-faced mood is not as bright as the current sun...bright!

Killing him, Qingyan always felt that she was helping each other.

Help each other to die?

Huh?

Qingyan is not interested in this kind of thing at all.

Is it ok?

She walked out of the cave, the sun was dazzling, and she stretched out her hand to block the strong light.

Behind her, there was the sound of the person's footsteps.

"Wait, Chen Ruoyan, why didn't you kill me?"

Qingyan didn't hear it, and rushed to the sky.

"Are you going to the corpse pie? Are you stupid? You will die if you go!"

Qingyan said without looking back: "If you really want to die, you can end it yourself!"

"Can I say, I can't make up my mind? Today, I also met you, so I finally mustered up the courage!"

"Waste!"

Being scolded by Qingyan, what else the young warrior wanted to say, only to find that "Chen Ruoyan" had completely disappeared!

He closed his mouth, feeling bitter in his mouth.

He returned to the cave and sat in his original position. After half a day, he slowly started doing good things.

Looking at the long sword with a somewhat rusty hilt, he hesitated, and finally held it in his hand.

As a warrior, I always feel uncomfortable if he doesn't take his own weapons.

He looked at the direction where the opponent was disappearing, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to chase after him.

He also wants to visit the corpse pie.

On October 29th, the weather was slightly cooler.

In the Yinshan City under the Yinshi Sect, many warriors from Liangping, Western Qin, and Eastern Qin were gathered.

Among these warriors, most of them are representatives of Liang Ping’s family and sects invited by the Yin corpse faction, and half of these people are from Liang Ping’s domestic pro-yin corpse faction.

Among the remaining half of the family and sect representatives, some were originally neutral, and some were originally pro-Liangping imperial clan, and they were not so conspicuous.

When the imperial family of Liang Ping was wiped out, and there was no national power to enter for the time being, they faced the invitation of the corpse sect, and they had to think carefully about whether to give the corpse sect this face.

Receiving the invitation letter, you may come back if you go, and even go further with the Yin corpse faction to reach a certain reconciliation, but if you don’t go, you will definitely be missed by the Yin zombie!

Simply, although they joined the Alliance of Crusade against the Zombie Sect led by Liang Pingguo, this alliance has never been made public, and they did not really fight the Zombie Sect head-on.

So those originally neutral or pro-Liangping imperial clans are not very firm forces. They still sent representatives after serious consideration.

Of course, these so-called representatives of the forces are often the ones that are not very popular among the forces.

I don’t think it is a pity even if I go to the Yin Corpse and cannot come back.

There are also some warriors who are here to join in the fun, but this kind of warriors are not many, after all, the reputation of the corpse sect nearby is not good.

Since Qingyan came to Yinshan City, she temporarily changed her appearance and got dressed in men's clothing.

She didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want the corpse faction to take action early.

Sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, she found a position by the window and silently watched the bustling scene on the street.

She watched the vendors carefully, looked at those with children, and looked at the ordinary people shopping, a little fascinated.

But soon, she was noticed by a young warrior on the street, the one who wanted to die by her sword ten days ago.

He is still decadent as always.

In fact, he looks pretty good, looks quite handsome, and looks quite young, but his face is haggard, his hair is messy, and his martial arts uniform is a bit dirty.

Qingyan even noticed that the oil stain on the right bottom of his clothes seemed to have been ten days ago...

With the long sword slung around his waist and a small wine jar in his hand, he wandered aimlessly in the street, as if looking for something.

When Qingyan stared at him, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingyan.

Qingyan turned her head indifferently and looked elsewhere.

After a while, Qingyan heard some vain footsteps. The young warrior went to the restaurant, then set his eyes on Qingyan, and then he walked straight towards Qingyan.

This made Qingyan frowned. She regretted a bit. Why didn't she just kill him last time!