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Part One I am a Hunter Chapter 485 Weapon Warrior (1)

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    This caught the attention of Ye Mei, who had just gotten off the hippogriff, and her concerned eyes instantly slipped over her. But she also knew that with Linghu Jue's state and physique, it was almost impossible to get sick.  But she still carefully ran to the creek not far away, took out the water container from the storage ring, and prepared to boil it to let the young master dispel the slightest coolness brought by the grassland in early spring at night. For her, it can give her inner  These are the only things that bring temporary happiness and satisfaction.  Linghu Jue helped Xiu Si and Tu Su sit down in the leeward area. They had already woken up and looked a little weak and tired.  After gathering energy and chatting with Linghu Jue for a few words, he went to cross-legged meditation to heal his injuries.  Their injuries were serious, and although their movements were basically fine, it would take at least two or three days to attack with all their strength.  Kainuo and Silla picked up some fallen leaves and lit a bonfire. Although lighting a fire in the night was taboo, with the strength of people like Linghu Jue, this scruple was nothing.  Lei sat cross-legged by the stream quietly, like an old monk in meditation, without making any sound.  But if you look carefully, you can see his fingers moving very rhythmically and regularly.  This slight rhythm fell into the eyes of Kainuo, who came over to wash his hands, and his face became serious. As an archer, he understood better than anyone else that this rhythm was actually various arrow-shooting gestures, and the gestures performed at this time were not  Deliberate, but an unconscious reaction similar to instinct. You can imagine how many difficult tempering and trivial experiments it takes to develop such a habit and reaction.  Linghu Jue walked over and stood next to Kainuo. His eyes followed Kainuo's lowered gaze and landed on Lei.  He said in a low voice: "He is very strong." Kainuo nodded.  The focus of his eyes was still on Lei.  He replied thoughtfully: "Boss, he is the strongest archer I have ever seen." Linghu Jue smiled slightly, looked into the distance, facing the wind, combed his hair back with both hands, and used an unusually deep expression  But he said in a firm tone: "I believe that one day you will surpass him." Kainuo smiled faintly and did not answer.  But there was a blazing light in his eyes.  Although this light appears and disappears suddenly, it gives people a deep sense of confidence.  There was a slight cough from behind.  Kainuo understood and stepped back to help Mansi barbecue some of the preserved game he had brought with him.  Although these cured game meats are cooked, they will taste better if they are roasted over fire.  Xue Zu came closer, glanced at Linghu Jue who turned around, and moved to the other side. Linghu Jue followed and walked ten feet away.  Xue Zu looked back at Mansi who was busy and said in a deep voice: "This girl is not simple. I'm afraid she is a legendary weapon warrior?" Linghu Jue was a little puzzled. He had heard many words that came out of Xue Zu's mouth in the past few days.  I don¡¯t quite understand.  Xue Zu frowned and explained: "Weapon warrior is a unique way of training in legend. Warriors sacrifice themselves to powerful magic weapons." "What?" Linghu Jue didn't wait for Xue Zu to finish.  , his face immediately changed and he exclaimed.  This was not the first time he heard the word sacrifice. This way of sacrificing oneself to gain powerful power still left scars in his heart, and he was not willing to suffer the same pain to happen to Mansi.  Looking at Linghu Jue's expression, she knew that he had misunderstood. Xue Zu waved his hands and said: "Don't worry, listen to what I have to say, the weapon warrior is not as scary as you think. Although this kind of sacrifice is also a contract with the soul, but  Only after the warrior dies, the soul will become the weapon spirit." Linghu Jue was somewhat reassured, but still a little frightened: "Xuezu, what do you mean, as long as Mansi doesn't die, everything will be fine?" After pondering for a moment,  Xue Zu said solemnly: "It cannot be said that the warrior's soul has been controlled by the magic weapon when the contract is completed. Normally nothing happens, but if there is any special incident, it is hard to say. So this weapon warrior  Also known as the weapon slave. "Linghu Jue now understood why the mental connection between himself and Mansi was broken. This may be the reason. His face turned cold and he turned around immediately.  As if he knew what he was going to do, Xue Zu held him back and whispered: "It's too late. Just after the battle, I saw that she had completed the contract. The reason why I told you is to remind you that if you appear in the future,  You have to deal with any changes calmly. Moreover, you'd better not ask her now. The completion of this kind of weapon-spirit contract requires a heavy price. I see that her breath is unstable, and it probably hasn't been long since it was completed.  We still need time to calm down and adjust our mood.¡± After hearing Xue Zu¡¯s words, Linghu Jue calmed down and stared at Man Si¡¯s busy figure, his heart filled with sadness.  He knew that Mance's escape was not as lighthearted as she said. There must have been some changes that allowed her to complete the so-called weapon spirit contract with the Dark Holy Sword.  His eyes became more lonely and miserable. He knew that even if he asked again?  Mansi would not tell him the truth, without a word of complaint, and she would report good news but not bad news. This was the deepest feeling that Mansi had given him since she followed him.?? is also the place where he feels most indebted and reluctant to let go.  "Do you know what the magic weapon is on her body? It seems to be very powerful." Xue Zu raised a question that he was really interested in. There are not many contracted magic weapons that can directly promote the weapon slave to the king after the contract is completed. Most of them  They are all legendary and famous magic weapons.  Linghu Jue suppressed the sadness rising from guilt in his heart, and said forcefully: "It is the sword of the late Marshal Barros, named the Dark Holy Sword." "The Dark Holy Sword." Xue Zu muttered.  , frowning slightly, she could not find this name in her memory bank.  But she was not surprised. In order to cover up their true identity, powerful weapon warriors would often choose different names, so even if the same magic weapon fell into the hands of different weapon slaves, it would basically have different names.  Seeing Xue Zu frowning in deep thought, Linghu Jue, although in a low mood, still described the appearance and style of the Dark Holy Sword in detail, but this description was not of much help to Xue Zu. After all, Linghu Jue had seen it before  The person who has been there is not the true form of this magic weapon.  Xue Ancestor didn¡¯t delve into it. At her level, she has a broad-minded vision and a clear mind. She knows that there are too many things on this continent, and I¡¯m afraid I haven¡¯t been able to get a glimpse of them even if I searched through the classics.  After a few more instructions in a low voice, Silla's call came to his ears: "Boss, Xuezu, come and drink something hot." Just as Linghu Jue was about to move, his thoughts in the spiritual platform swayed slightly.  The heartstrings also moved.  Su'er stopped and said, "Xue Zu. You go there first, I have some things to deal with." Xue Zu nodded slightly in understanding and went straight ahead.  Linghu Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thought came to his mind in the mourning platform: "Sisi, are you awake?" The moment he mounted the hippogriff, Sisi fell into sleep again, but this time the sleep was different from the previous one.  Second, it is a process of Sisi spiritual consciousness controlling the body.  So he's not worried.  A clear thought came through, but it was just a slight hum, as if he was hesitant to speak.  Linghu Jue walked a lot at night and became extra sensitive. Now he became nervous again and asked anxiously: "Is there something wrong?" As if he pondered for a moment, his thoughts emerged: "No, ah  Brother Jue, I¡¯m fine. I just checked and he¡¯s already a high-level demon king.¡±  Linghu Jue let out a long breath of relief, and said with lingering fear: "That's good¡ª¡ª." "But?" Sisi became nervous, with a hint of shyness and fear in his hesitation.  "What's wrong?" Linghu Jue's heart became agitated again, completely lacking the calmness and wisdom of the past.  The shyness in the thought became even stronger. In the extreme anxiety, the thought became as erratic as a gossamer, as low as a mosquito whispering: "Brother A Jue, I may have grown up." Linghu Jue's reaction  She was unprecedentedly slow, and she didn't realize it all at once, and murmured: "Grown up?" Infinitely shy, Sisiying snorted.  But when this cherry blossom cry came to Linghu Jue's spiritual platform, it was like thunder falling from the sky, exploding in the spiritual sea, and a surge of enlightenment-like clarity went straight into the spiritual platform. He blurted out: "You are  "You have become like Ye Mei." "Yes." The thoughts of Sisi are no longer audible, but what is clearly discernible is the emotion contained in the thoughts, which is an extremely trembling and heartfelt feeling.  of tenderness.  Similarly, Linghu Jue was also trembling. He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in now. It was as if the spiritual platform was turned into nothingness in an instant, and his mind fell into darkness in an instant.  There is a feeling that is superficial and unreal.  Almost in the air, he murmured: "Grow up, Sisi has grown up." Sisi's feeling was keen, and in this voice that sounded like she was losing her soul, she felt a thick, fiery heat.  This affection made her happy, and also made her bold. She said softly: "Brother A Jue, I have grown up, but I am so afraid that you won't like the way I grow up." This sentence is so scary, this sentence is scary.  You don't like it, which makes Linghu Jue wake up instantly. A wave of hot blood surges into his heart. In the excitement, he almost screams in the mourning platform: "No, Sisi, no matter what you become, you are my favorite,  My favorite thoughts." The mourning platform is echoing, and the lingering sound seems to be stirring up the heroic feelings of the man, as if telling the vow of love between heaven and earth, and there is a feeling that even if the world has no eyes and the years are ruthless, he will still hold on to his love.  Hands, the sincerity and determination of proud roaring sky.  This revelation of true feelings moved Sisi. The last time she was rescued in the mourning platform, she did it unconsciously and did not listen to Linghu Jue's voice at all.  But at this moment, she understood. Compared to her physical growth, she felt that she had truly grown up now.  Her voice was like tears, with a hint of emotion: "Is it true? Brother Ajue, is this true?" After the intense impulse, there was a deep trembling.  A moment later, in the spiritual platform, the sound of Linghu Jue¡¯s thoughts was like the bell of a cold temple in the middle of the night.The voice had a clear and clear meaning: "Sisi, I finally understand this parting of life and death. You are the only lover I want to protect with my life." As soon as the words fell, a white light rose up from the spiritual platform, and a graceful figure  His back loomed and he slowly turned around.  When his inward gaze was suddenly reflected on that face, Linghu Jue's gaze seemed to be caught by a strong bright light and he could not move away even a hair.  This is a woman who is as beautiful as an angel or a fairy. Her thick black hair flows naturally down her shoulders like a waterfall. She has a pair of familiar watery eyes with a hint of amorous feelings and a straight nose carved from white jade.  On the bottom, there is a reddish and small mouth, with two deep dimples looming at the corners of the slightly raised lips. The body is extremely graceful and graceful, and the skin is as white as suet jade, without any flaws, just like all the bells in the world.  All the beauty is concentrated on her body. That beauty, that tranquility, that elegance, I'm afraid even the best painter in the world would have a hard time describing it.  Especially now, those beautiful tearful eyes, with the deep affection and joy hidden in the ripples of light, are watching silently, and the charm makes people tremble.  "Sisi." Linghu Juezhen shouted. For a moment, the entire spiritual platform was chaotic and empty, as if there were too many things crowded, and it also seemed like a blank.  The extremely beautiful woman's whole body shook violently, and she let out a long groan. In a melancholy and heart-wrenching charm, her red lips were half-opened, and she murmured: "Brother Ajue." This familiar voice,  It gave Linghu Jue a fiery, intense shock. He couldn't believe his ears. Is this true?  Is this woman really Sisi?  The white light trembled, and the beautiful figure slowly drifted away like a cloud. Suddenly, a slightly apologetic voice came from the tired mind: "Brother Ah Jue, maybe my spiritual consciousness has been away for too long. I need to fully control my body."  It will take some time, I'll get some sleep." Linghu Jue was about to reply, but there was already silence in the Lingtai, but it was this silence that brought a bright smile to his lips that he had never seen before.  He opened his eyes suddenly, and the intense light contained in his eyes almost made people dare not look at him or face him.  Even the temperament on his body has changed slightly. If Linghu Jue's tough temperament was still a little immature before, then the arrogance and self-confidence he now possesses are natural and impeccable.  Even the pure crystal heart in his body burst out with thousands of light, colorful clouds. Different from the previous mutation, this time the light shines for a long time. It seems to have encountered some bottleneck and is struggling in the splendor.  But Linghu Jue didn¡¯t deliberately pursue anything. He knew that this was the power of love. Love may make women weaker, but it definitely makes men stronger.  With infinite satisfaction in his heart, and with a smile that was still unfinished, he walked towards Xue Zu and the others, but as soon as he took a step, a high-pitched wolf howl was faintly heard.  The whistling sound was long and shrill, like howling, followed by the sniffing and howling sounds of the wolves, which followed closely like a tide, forming a frightening movement.  The people sitting around the bonfire were also alarmed. They stood up one after another and looked in the direction of the sound with complicated expressions.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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