"Yuetian... It seems that you are really crazy..." Xiao Li's expression returned to calm, and his tone of voice became gentle again, as if nothing had happened just now, "I treat you with sincerity, You should also feel it? If your purpose is to marry me, we can discuss it on another day, why do you do this?"
How could Lin Yuetian have the patience to listen to his nonsense, he simply drew his short sword and pierced the shoulder of the right guardian, Ning Songluo. .
Lin Yuetian said indifferently: "Hurry up and change, sect master. Efficiency is everything."
Xiao Li had no choice but to put the wedding dress on his body with shame on his face, but Lin Yuetian was worried that this would be too hasty, so he stopped aloud: "Master Xiao Li, you and I are getting married, don't be so perfunctory, I think Do you still take it off and wear it again?"
Xiao Li was almost dizzy by him, shaking his hands and taking off his clothes one by one, leaving only a single shirt. All the believers in the hall were rude, but Xiao Li shut up and drank it. He finally put on the wedding dress with difficulty, under the power of the medicine, just these actions made Xiao Li sweat.
Lin Yuetian was satisfied, and turned his head to discuss with Ning Songluo, who was still bleeding from the blood hole on his shoulder: "Will you say one prayer to the heaven and the other to worship the Gaotang couple? Please help me."
Ning Songluo had severe shoulder pain, opened his mouth and scolded, "You—"
Lin Yuetian smacked his lips, there was no other way, so he had no choice but to catch a close believer with a sword.
With so many people in the hall, it would take a long time to catch a pig, but Lin Yuetian was different—he was fast with his sword and poked faster.
Lin Yuetian didn't lift his head, and kept repeating the process of arresting, poking, throwing away, and arresting again. After poking more than 20 people, Ning Songluo finally lost control and shouted: "I shout, I shout!"
Lin Yuetian was satisfied.
He gently held Xiao Li's hand, Xiao Li's expression towards him was already terrifying, but Lin Yuetian seemed to be missing, and only pulled a piece of him to face the martial arts people and all kinds of violent people who couldn't move outside. thing.
Ning Songluo's voice sounded like she was about to cry: "I worship the heavens and the earth!"
Lin Yuetian bowed and bowed, Xiao Li was stern, his back was so straight that he refused to bow, and he bowed with his head pressed.
"Two thanks to the high hall!"
Lin Yuetian held Xiao Li in front of the spiritual seat of the twelve former leaders, Xiao Li was full of humiliation and shouted: "Lin Yuetian! This is... these are the twelve ancestors of my holy religion, don't deceive people too much! "
Where does Lin Yuetian take care of him? Xiao Li was forced to bow again.
Ning Songluo was about to cry blood and tears, his face was covered with silent tears, and his lips were trembling: "... Husband, husband and wife... Farewell..."
"Speak louder." Lin Yuetian said. He stabbed out with a sword and stabbed another cultist.
"Happy husband and wife!" Ning Songluo shouted at the top of his voice.
Lin Yuetian posed Xiao Li and faced herself: "Sect Leader, please."
Xiao Li didn't say a word, staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes like he wanted to kill.
Lin Yuetian was helpless: "Breath of a candle is a great joy in life. Cult Master Xiao should be happy, don't be so sullen."
Xiao Li didn't move.
Lin Yuetian sighed deeply.
He doesn't like violence, that's the truth. Violence is just a means, too much violence will only increase his workload. After so much trouble today, Lin Yuetian is really tired.
Big business, big business...jobs come first. Lin Yuetian murmured in his heart, hypnotized himself, and finally regained his professionalism. He fixed his gaze, and then stabbed Xiao Li's knees with a sword as fast as lightning. Xiao Li suffered from pain and weakness, and suddenly fell to his knees under stress. Lin Yuetian turned his wrist and pulled out his long sword. Instead, he put the sword under Xiao Li's shoulder and pinned it to the ground in a kneeling posture!
Lin Yuetian gave Xiao Li the last salute.
Full silence.
There was a fresh bloody smell in the hall, which made the terrifying and eerie scene in front of him even more eerie. In the sound of Xiao Li's painful struggle, Lin Yuetian turned his head to look at Ning Songluo who was lying on the ground.
"It's time to salute," he said.
"Li... Li Cheng..." Ning Songluo no longer scolds him, now she looks at Lin Yuetian like a monster.
"Task three: get married with the sect master..." The system spoke, his voice trembling, "It's terrifying... It's terrifying... Don't you think this series of operations of yours is too terrifying?"
Lin Yuetian took out a clean square handkerchief and wiped his hands. Hearing this, he was puzzled and even smiled: "Didn't I say it? If I had the ability to empathize, I wouldn't be a killer."
Lin Yuetian turned to Xiao Li and asked calmly, "Sect Master Xiao Li, do you regret it?"
"Sorry for a P," the system calmed down, his voice still a little off, "if he can still fall in love with you, then I'm really convinced of you, really."
Xiao Li's lips were pale, and he sneered: "Regret...?"
Lin Yuetian nodded and pointed at the pair of dragon and phoenix red candles very tenderly: "Look, Xiao Li, you were here in the past, killing you and me at the wedding banquet, and I am doing the same today, isn't that the case? Is it fate? You specifically spared me that day. I believe that your heart must be the same as ordinary people, with an unknown softness. I believe that you have affection for me. You invited me to the martial arts conference, isn't it just to protect me? I'm really touched... We could have gotten married on that day, but yesterday and today, there are so many things in the past... Xiao Li, you have to listen to your heart, do you have any regrets about your feelings for me?"
Xiao Li smiled. Although he is very weak, this smile is still quite handsome: "...you come closer, I tell you..."
"I don't get close," Lin Yuetian knew that many people bite off their ears in their counter-attacks before death. "You and I are one husband and wife. There's nothing that can't be said. Say it loudly, I can hear you."
Xiao Li spit out a mouthful of blood and cursed, "I regret it!"
This is the first time he has spoken foul language.
"Look." The system means that I said it earlier.
"Forget it, finish task one first." Lin Yuetian planned to save time.
He ignored Xiao Li, who was yelling at him, and began to speed up and poke fun in the hall. It turns out that jabbing immobile cultists is easier than catching pigs. No matter how Xiao Li and Ning Songluo reacted, Lin Yuetian only poked from left to right wholeheartedly, as if the people in front of him were all turnips.
Finally, he took the sword and walked to Ning Songluo.
"...Don't, kill me...don't kill me..." Ning Songluo's eyes were bright, with tears.
"Many people have told me that." Lin Yuetian was calm and reasonable. He was used to seeing this kind of thing for a long time. No matter how indomitable characters face death, they will always become weak unconsciously. This kind of weakness is premature. He couldn't touch him at all, "My sword is very fast, very clean, and it won't hurt."
"Do not kill me… "
Lin Yuetian didn't intend to explain anything, but he always felt that Ning Songluo's reaction made him look like some kind of villain or pleasure criminal. He has always felt that he is an industry elite who is gentle, reasonable, serious, and dedicated to his duties. How can he be misunderstood
So he still said something.
Lin Yuetian said: "That day, my parents seem to have begged you like that."
His sword is really fast.
At the same time when the right protector Ning Songluo died, the system opened his mouth: "Task one, complete the revenge demon sect."
Lin Yuetian strolled to Xiao Li. Xiao Li could no longer take care of maintaining his disguise, and was pinned to the ground with hatred in his eyes as if he was about to drip blood.
"Do you regret it?" Lin Yuetian asked.
"I've never regretted using you." Xiao Li replied word by word, every word seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth.
Lin Yuetian smiled: "I didn't ask this."
He spoke slowly and clearly: "I'm asking: Do you regret letting me go that day?"
Xiao Li stopped for a long time until Lin Yuetian thought he would not answer. He finally gave his own answer, as slowly and clearly: "Remorse and remorse."
"Task two, let the leader regret completing it..." the system said.