Chapter 98 A heavy blow on the wrist

Repeat several times until you can recite it fluently in one breath, and imagine the triggering elements carefully.

After he finished speaking, he held his breath and waited, concentrating his attention to observe, not missing any changes.

After two or three seconds, I gradually felt disappointed. It seemed that it was still difficult to cross three levels in a row.

Then, find more things that can increase your level.

Just as I was thinking this, the next moment, my eyes caught some changes and the skin around my eyes bounced.

The arc of the feathers on the Demon Blade has gotten bigger?!

After two seconds of observation, the wind speed did increase, but because it was invisible and colorless, it was not noticed at first.

Tu Xing's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked for something sharp here, and finally found a stone in the corner.

Holding the magic blade in his hand, he slowly chopped at the stone, and the feedback felt like cutting tofu.

"Guokao" rolling sound.

Tu Xing raised his hand and split the stone into two pieces. The cut surface was smooth, just like cutting a watermelon.

So sharp! ?

His eyes lit up instantly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his fingers moved closer to the blade little by little, finally turning the back of his hand towards the blade.

Until it fits perfectly, there is still no pain.

Tu Xing couldn't help but feel puzzled. He withdrew his hand and observed his skin. There was no wound on it. He swung the magic blade directly at the stone.

The next second, there was another rolling sound, and it split into two halves again.

Does it mean that it won't harm the person who casts the spell? Or that it won't work on living things?

There are currently no living creatures. There may only be small bugs, spiders, mice, etc. in the room.

The young man was stunned for two seconds, then began to search around the corners. He chopped at the two insects like a kitchen knife, and they fell to the ground without moving.

Looking closely, although it is small, you can clearly see that one of them is split in half.

Tu Xing's eyes sparkled with light and he was very satisfied. This meant that he had already reached the beginner level!

Exciting moments, but one person can share them.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, accompanied by the question: "Cyril, are you in there?"

The person who came was Tao Feike, and the sound of Zhai Ka and Ye Qide talking could be heard faintly.

Tu Xing responded: "Yes, I'll be right there."

He hung the magic blade around his waist, subconsciously trying to disperse some of the wind to prevent the feathers from floating so much.

As soon as this thought came to mind, the feathers immediately drooped.

Tu Xing blinked, walked as usual, opened the door and faced the person.

Tao Feike turned to face the person next to him and immediately turned back to the right when he heard the sound: "His Majesty is looking for you. It's already evening."

"You must postpone everything, unless you don't want this position and want it to belong to Celilda."

"As a fellow guard, please don't make things difficult for us."

Tu Xing nodded, "I understand. I was going to His Majesty anyway, but I thought he needed some quiet time alone."

Tao Feike gestured: "Please——"

The location was right next door. After walking a few steps, Tu Xing stood in front of the bedroom door, took a deep breath, and for some reason resisted meeting.

...It must be that I simply don't want to face bad temper.

Tu Xing knocked three times and said slowly, "Your Majesty, you are looking for me."

As he spoke, he pushed the door open. It was dark inside, and only one of the three candles on the lampstand was lit.

Before I could see the figure on the bed clearly, purple-red color caught my eye first, like a burning flame.

Tu Xing opened her mouth slightly. When Sudan was at his most manic, it was only his eyes, but now... his whole body?!

There seemed to be some deep marks on the ground, and the shape of them couldn't help but remind me of trails of blood.

Suddenly, I smelled blood - had a murder occurred?

Suddenly, a low command came, "Close the door."

Tu Xing walked in, closed the door with his backhand, and wondered if he would be covered in blood.

He doesn't have this special hobby, so he has to force the person to take a bath first.

With a light thought in his mind, he stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, would you like to take a bath?"

Tu Xing stopped at the place where Sudan often asked him to stand, his eyes moving slightly, trying to see the face clearly in the purple-red flames.

After a moment, he gave up, unable to see anything else, and didn't seem very manic.

Just as I was waiting for the answer, I suddenly felt the purple-red color approaching, almost face to face, and I felt a pulling force on my neck!

Caught off guard, Tu Xing leaned forward with the force.

Sultan: "Where have you been all day?"

The voice sounded calm, but it made Tu Xing's heart tremble, as if it implied danger.

He suppressed the subconscious shudder in his body and replied calmly, "Deal with the concubines and accompany Celilda's maid to make the magic wand."

"The original owner of the magic wand fell into the water and was in danger of being stolen. This was her first time dealing with it, and she called several people to go with her, including me."

Sultan: "All day?"

Just from the tone, Tu Xing could already imagine his dissatisfaction. With a smile on his face, he replied:

"Yes, you were in a bad mood and I thought you would prefer to be alone."

This sentence is used to fool others, and it is very useful to just throw it out at this moment.

Although Tu Xing couldn't see the expression clearly, he felt that someone was looking at him with a sharp gaze.

After a moment, the purple-red color moved away slightly.

Just when I thought the crisis was over, I suddenly felt a weight on my wrist. What was this weight?

Tu Xing suddenly lowered his head. In the dim light, the silver handcuffs reflected luster, with a thin chain hanging below, and the other end was in the purple-red light.

He swallowed his saliva, his eyes trembling: "Your Majesty, are you going to..."

He rubbed the surface of the handcuffs with his other hand and pressed hard with his fingernails - failure.

His hand then shifted to the magic blade at his waist, stealthily and slowly. A long-awaited fight?!

I can't help but regret not familiarizing myself with more spells, as the choices are too limited.

Quickly decide on the weathered blade. This can also be condensed in mid-air, but it has not been tried yet, so there will be uncertainty.

It takes time for the mantra to take effect, so start without reciting it out loud. Try chanting it silently in your mind.

Sultan: "Locked up here, you can't go anywhere!"