Oh no, I have become a character in the card pool?

Chapter 75: Meeting the Sword after a Hundred Years

Xingjian Jingli heard the question and saw the swordsman girl's confused look from the bottom of her heart, "Since you can't beat me, why do you still force yourself to fight?"

The other person's mind was as pure as her sword, and there was no humiliation in that questioning look.

But the truth has always been the most accurate real harm.

Especially since they are old rivals, old acquaintances who have never determined the winner or loser.

The pair of crystal blue fox ears suddenly stood up.

The drooping tail is stiff.

The girl took a deep breath, her chest was cut open, revealing part of her snow-white breasts rising and falling, and she felt her emotions fluctuate a little.

"Lin Xuan, after this matter is over, you'd better do what you said and fulfill your promise to me."

Xing Jian Jingli murmured softly, and her flawless light golden eyes became even colder.

Looks like someone's future needs some concern.

but.

In the ruins of the city where only two people are, the long night's battle is not over yet.

"Do you still want to continue fighting, Fox?"

The swordsman girl asked, and there was no impatience or fluctuation in her tone.

He looked at his former companion with lifeless eyes, simply stated the question, and then calmly picked up the long sword again.

She had just looked around.

There was no ambush, not a single person setting a trap.

Ji Shoumingyi knew that if the people in the alliance really wanted to kill or exile her, it would be useful to start with her identity as a "contracted spirit".

No one can defeat her in a head-on battle.

But if the contract is terminated directly and she returns to her soul body, she can indeed be defeated.

Therefore, if there really is such a spell or formation, Ji Shouming will do his best to cut off the ether that connects it as soon as possible.

She really wasn't good at thinking.

However, in order to revive that person, the girl was willing to spend more time thinking and doing this thing that she was not good at.

Because, before achieving the goal
I can't die yet.

Ji Shouming held the knife horizontally with both hands, pointing the tip of the knife straight at the shrine maiden in front of him. The blood remaining on the haori slowly melted away and was absorbed by the crescent moon.

This haori was a gift from that person to her.

The effect is the same as her long sword, which has the ability to transform the magic power revealed from the opponent's injuries into her own during the battle.

Because of this, the silver crescent moon will not be covered and blackened by the dried blood, but will turn into a beautiful light cherry.

This light cherry blossom symbolizes the fighting she has experienced over the past hundred years.

"If you insist on stopping me..." Ji Shouming looked at the fox-eared girl with unwavering eyes.

She whispered, "I can't guarantee that I won't kill you."

"You are strong, so leave. I don't want to fight you. You don't really care about those humans, do you?"

Hear this.

Xing Jian Jingli looked at her for a moment, and his usually cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hmph," she said in a disembodied voice, "I thought you were already corrupt enough. The sword that lost its master actually became corrupted by Huang Quan and violated the only 'last wish' that you regarded as meaningful."

"But now it seems that your knife is more damaged than I thought."

The swordsman girl is reflected in her golden eyes.

She asked in a ruthless tone, "I'm curious, can you really allow yourself to appear in front of him with this blade that is already riddled with holes?"

"Or - have you already decided on a stupid and boring way to die for yourself?"

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Ji Shou Ming Yi did not answer.

But the hand that had wielded the knife steadily throughout thousands of battlefields trembled ever so slightly.

"Whatever you say." The girl spoke calmly, bending her bandaged thighs slightly and squatting down, ready to end this meaningless battle.

but.

"He is not dead, he is still alive."

Xingjian Jingli's cold and ethereal voice sounded like an oracle delivered by a witch herself, flowing through this ruined city.

It's like giving the fairy-tale fantasy some time to slowly become reality.

Let the long and arduous journey come to an end here.

".What?"

The swordsman girl stopped moving.

Her lifeless eyes seemed like a candle lit in the dark and desolate night.

If it was before the battle tonight, she would have believed that this was just a lie to try to sway her, and would have ignored it and chopped down the knife.

After all, she had been searching for that person for a full hundred years, which was five times longer than her entire life.

The pursuit of a single goal over the long years.

Thinking has long been rigid and solidified.

Apart from the only "miracle" that Ji Shou Ming Yi knew, which was to resurrect that person with the complete Huangquan, she would not accept any other "risky" possibilities.

However, this battle tonight was too unusual.

From the familiar battlefield layout, to the first organizational mobilization that was able to delay her, to the "truth" spoken by Xingjian Jingli herself.
Precisely because they were enemies that had fought countless times before, Ji Shou Mingyi knew very well that the other party would not bother to use such a clumsy lie.

Tonight, it's like the balance is tilting bit by bit.

On the side called "reality", someone keeps adding chips to the situation, which gradually breaks down the tightly closed heart until the balance is completely tipped over.

"That person, the Dark Feather, whose real name is Lin Xuan, is your master, the wielder of the sword. You are a ghost that has been wandering the earth for more than a hundred years and cannot be resurrected."

Xing Jian Jingli spoke as if he was reciting lines, his fox ears twitching slightly with impatience, and he quickly finished this long paragraph.

Finally, he concluded: "He is not dead, he is alive again." Looking at the swordsman girl who was still standing there blankly, with even her hand holding the knife drooping, it seemed that she was overloaded with information and had difficulty thinking.

Xingjian Jingli seemed to be bored with this explanation.

He tilted his head and snorted.

Mirror-like ripples appeared on the side of my body, connecting to somewhere far away.

Then, a black-haired boy poked his head out and looked around cautiously.

"Huh? He was killed in seconds without even showing his head. This situation is better than I thought."

He muttered.

Then he walked out and adjusted his old military uniform.

Since it is a reunion after a hundred years, of course we have to appear in the best image. This is part of emotional intelligence.

He wanted to turn around and thank the fox.

But the first thing he saw was someone's battle-damaged portrait, and his eyes were drawn to something white and soft. After sensing the murderous intent, he immediately decided to pretend he didn't see it and said nothing.

When Lin Xuan was finally ready, he turned around and prepared to look for the swordsman girl who should be nearby.

He was tackled.

The delicate and soft figure fell directly into his arms, and even her pair of straw sandals flew off, revealing her bare feet with only the right leg wrapped in a bandage.

Even though it looks thin and doesn't have much meat, it is worthy of being a spirit contract system that can only summon at its peak moment.

When he embraced her whole body, Lin Xuan could still feel the softness of the delicate body in his arms. Her waist was slender, and unlike the long sword, it seemed as if a little force would break it.

The girl's profile was still stained with blood.

But when she raised her eyes, the blood that had just ended the killing added a different feeling.

but.

Now his whole body felt like he had been hit by a missile. The severe pain in his back caused by being crashed into the wall made Lin Xuan unable to enjoy the emotion of reunion after a long separation.

“Pain, pain, pain, pain”

He gritted his teeth and hissed, "If you have anything to say, can you get off me first? I feel like I almost died just now."

Unfortunately, Ji Shoumingyi ignored him.

She stretched out her trembling little hand, and the long knife fell to the ground, but she did not stop.

He stroked Lin Xuan's face bit by bit, as if he wanted to piece together the outline of this seemingly hallucinatory face in his mind with his own hands.

Lin Xuan could feel the thin and somewhat hard calluses on the girl's fingertips, which were the traces left after swinging the knife thousands of times. Just like the bandages wrapped around her arms, they did not disappear even after she became a spirit.

"Spirit Envoy..." Her voice trembled slightly, and her lifeless gray eyes stared at the young man, as if she would disappear again if she blinked.

She whispered in a trembling voice, "Is it you? Spirit Envoy, is it really you? Aren't you an illusion made up to deceive me?"

"I have been looking for you for a long time. I once thought about looking for you somewhere else, but I don't trust those other powers. I know that Huangquan is also a disaster. But it can accommodate all the souls in the world. I have seen it with my own eyes."

".I did something wrong, but I only did it because I didn't know how to find you. I'm stupid. If I were a spirit master, I would definitely think of other ways."

Ji Shouming continued to speak, muttering in a disjointed manner.

She was not familiar with how to shed tears, but the moisture still flowed down her cheeks, diluting the bright red blood.

She was about to say something else.

But the hand that lightly covered her chestnut hair slowly exerted force without any doubt.

She buried her head into his chest and hugged the girl, who was still mumbling, gently.

"Don't worry, I'm right here. I'm not fake, nor am I an illusion. I won't run away, and I won't go anywhere. I can stay by your side forever from now on."

Lin Xuan lowered his head and trembled in his arms. He hugged the girl tightly and whispered in her ear, "I'm back, Mingyi."

Although the process is somewhat tortuous.

But it seems that the reunion ended successfully.

Lin Xuan deliberately ignored the cold gaze that was constantly dissipating from somewhere and had a tendency to gradually strengthen over time, and slightly lowered his guard.

I have to say, judging from the pounce just now - if he hadn't been overclocking all night, he might have been stabbed as soon as they met to confirm whether it was an illusion.

There is still a lot to deal with afterwards.

For example, how to clear the swordsman girl's identity, how to explain it to the alliance, and what to do as promised to the fox.

It really gives me a headache just thinking about it.

Well, as long as the result is good,
puff.

The sword pierced into his chest and blood flowed slowly.

Lin Xuan felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that his hands were stained with blood, which was still gushing out.

Heart, fatal injury.

It turns out that the blood of a spirit after it took on flesh is bright red and warm, just like that of humans.

He thought so subconsciously.

Lin Xuan lowered his head and found that Ji Shoumingyi was holding a katana in her hand, but her expression was dazed and confused, but she accurately stabbed the tip of the knife into his chest.

agitation.

".Eh?"

The voice was extremely soft, like the slight sound of a knife about to break before it finally breaks.

The girl raised her head in a daze, like a child who had done something wrong. Her face, which had been washed clean by tears before, was stained red again by the splashed blood.

In those empty and lifeless eyes.

——A darkness countless times deeper than the eternal night covering the "Demon Realm of the Netherworld", like the curse of the underworld that has been lingering for tens of thousands of years.

It engulfed the pupils of the girl who had penetrated deep into it many times and whose soul had resonated with it in countless calls.

[Special mission has been triggered: Remove the abnormal status of "Kill All Evils·Himehun Mingyi" (not completed)]

It’s almost the last minute of the deadline, but I still haven’t finished it. I’ll see if I can finish a chapter tomorrow morning.

These past few days, I have been adjusting to the time difference and sleeping in revenge. Time has disappeared so fast that it is a bit annoying.
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