Classmate Yunluo spent the whole night on the rooftop of the Red Maple Hotel, enjoying the breeze, but he still held the sword in his hand without moving.
At 5:37, the sky was getting light. The streets were gray and the whole city was waking up. Liu Xun was on duty at the Green Leaf Hotel, not far from the Red Maple Hotel, and was watching the Silver Glove Evolver quietly.
Eating, drinking and having fun were not the reasons why the sixteen evolvers of the Silver Gloves came to West Lake City in China. The Sword Demon was like a thorn that pierced deeply into the heart of Shadow Sting, the leader of the Silver Gloves Black Hand Group. If this thorn was not removed, this eighth-level evolver would probably feel life was boring, lose his appetite and be unable to sleep at night.
Her black eyes were clear, and upon closer inspection, there was actually a layer of hazy red mist. Liu Xun's slender, snow-white, smooth, and elastic legs were crossed. She was humming a soft tune, nibbling on a piece of dry bread, eating quietly, one bite at a time.
Suddenly, a terrifying and murderous sword energy rose into the sky, and violent and gloomy true energy fluctuations swept across the four directions. It was the Sword Demon and the Shadow Stinger, these two high-level evolvers fought to the death!
Liu Xun was horrified and didn't dare to walk out of the Green Leaf Hotel, fearing that she would become an obstacle in the eyes of the two high-level evolutionists and be killed at will. The fourth-level Liu Xun picked up the communicator and notified Baxia: "The sword demon has appeared! The Red Maple Hotel is fighting with the Shadow Poison Thorn! Huh? The sword energy fluctuations and true power fluctuations have disappeared. Is it over?"
Not daring to risk being killed by going to the Red Maple Hotel to check, Liu Xun sat in front of the window sill of the Green Leaf Hotel, waiting for the arrival of the Baxia high-level evolver together with Yuan Lai Baishi who was woken up.
Yuan Lai rubbed his sleepy eyes, picked up a box of plain milk, put in a straw and ate slowly. He was a fearless evolver with the ability to detect energy, which also allowed Yuan Lai to master countless unspeakable secrets.
His heart is black.
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Yun Luo quietly waited for the moment when the Shadow Stinger showed its flaws, neither hurried nor slow, as if he could wait on the rooftop until the end of time. In the middle of the night, the seventh-level evolver from the Silver Gloves came back, and the other evolvers who had gone out to play also returned. Now, all the sixteen evolvers from the Silver Gloves Black Hand Group were in the Red Maple Hotel.
He remembered hunting a Red-Eyes Warriors Sky Dragon in the doomsday world and burying himself in the swamp mud for ten days and nine nights. He had no breathing, no heartbeat, no pulse, just like a dead person. He had no food or water. It seemed that everything was frozen. The passage of time lost its meaning of existence, and even his memories began to blur.
However, the moment the ninth-level biochemical beast, the True Red-Eyes Unparalleled Sky Dragon, appeared in the swamp sky, he seemed to be reborn and alive. All his combat power was instantly adjusted to the best. He struck the sky with his sword and slayed the dragon with one blow. It was a legend!
So he would wait no matter how long it took. Killing people was much easier than slaughtering animals. Although Shadow Sting was an eighth-level evolver with the ability to transform into a shadow, he was still a human being after all, and humans had flaws.
Yun Luo's purest thoughts were focused on Shadow Sting, and his free mind was still thinking about some irrelevant things. What he liked to think about the most was death. Having tasted the deliciousness of death himself, he knew that there was great terror between life and death in this world, and even he would find it difficult to see through life and death again.
The thing that people fear most when they are alive is death. The stronger the human being is, the more afraid of death he is.
He thought a lot and was confused, wondering what kind of expression Shadow Sting would have when he died, would he cry, laugh, be shocked, or die without any expression.
Finally, he thought of An Chuyu, Yunluo's girlfriend, who would wake up after six in the morning. Considering his girlfriend's habit of staying in bed, An Chuyu would not get up until half past seven. Thinking of looking for Yunluo, it would be around eight o'clock.
Time is running out, Shadow Sting, be good and die soon. I don’t want to be scolded by my girlfriend over the phone, although I don’t have the black phone with me.
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Shadow Sting was thinking, pondering a question that was very important to him, that is, Wanli Zhui Ming was dead, should he find another man, marry him, and use him to remember his former love Wanli Zhui Ming?
If I don't marry a man again, will I have to live alone for the rest of my life? If I want to marry another man, what kind of man should I look for? Is he very similar to Wanli Zhui Ming in appearance, or has the same temperament as Wanli Zhui Ming, or has a similar personality to Wanli Zhui Ming?
This question was so important that Shadow Stinger pondered over it for most of the night but still couldn't come up with an answer. He didn't even take the small matter of healing seriously.
Then, Shadow Stinger thought that a living person should not be suffocated to death by urine. He was not a three-year-old child. It would be embarrassing to pee under the bed. Shadow Stinger was still a human being and had not reached the level of being able to ignore certain things. So a hazy shadow floated out from the shadow under the bed, walked along the shadow of the corner, and came to the bathroom door.
There were traces of Yunluo's mental power and countless restrained sword energy condensed threads lingering in the shadow where Shadow Stinger's shadow passed by. Yunluo did not move at all. At this time, he could only seriously injure Shadow Stinger but not kill him, so he stood still like a mountain.
The first ray of sunlight was pure and bright. It broke through the clouds from the sky, sprinkled on the earth, and fell on Yunluo who stood silently. It seemed like a wisp of golden gauze, with the golden beauty of a sunflower.
The shadow twisted into shape, and a naked white man appeared in front of the bathroom door. Ahem, after Shadow Sting used his supernatural power, he was naked and couldn't turn his clothes into shadows. It's hard to explain this matter in detail.
Shadow Stinger took the handle of the bathroom door with his right hand, turned it lightly, and with a click, the door opened. Shadow Stinger took a little longer to breathe in and out, and at this moment, Shadow Stinger relaxed for a moment!
The sword light broke through the air in a trance, and when Shadow Sting realized it, the violent true power of the eighth-level evolver surged and spread out, shattering the bathroom door and causing cracks in the walls of the house. Shadow Sting subconsciously transformed into a shadow, with half of his body turned into a shadow and the other half stagnant.
Just like an ice sculpture shattering, the upper body of the Shadow Stinger was strangled by thousands of sword threads and disturbed by the mental power without any trace of fireworks. It exploded with the most silent death message of an eighth-level evolver, just like powder.
Thousands of sword energies that tore through the shadow stinger soared into the sky, and together with the violent and spreading true energy fluctuations, they shattered all the glass on the doors and windows of the Red Maple Hotel. Screams rang out, both male and female, and an evolver with silver gloves rushed to the seventh floor.
Everything stopped, the world froze in Yun Luo's hands, the Death Sacrifice Hell Star Sword quietly dissipated, and he turned into light and disappeared in the bright morning light.
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Yunluo, wearing a blue and white striped long-sleeved T-shirt, black jeans, and white sneakers, smiled warmly, as bright as the morning light, and as easy-going as a boy next door. He stopped in front of a breakfast cart and said politely, "Auntie, I want four servings of tofu pudding, all salty. Four corn buns, four mushroom meat buns, and two baskets of small soup dumplings."
Yun Luo, carrying two bags of breakfast, walked leisurely along the street like an ordinary passerby. It was almost six o'clock. Many people began to get busy with their lives, and the city woke up from its sleep.
Yunluo returned to Room 302 of the five-story residential building, took out the key and opened the door. The first person to greet him enthusiastically was Tangtang, who was shaking her fiery red tail. The little cute creature glided onto Yunluo's right shoulder, squeaked coquettishly, and rubbed Yunluo to please him. Yunluo touched Tangtang's fluffy little head and took a mushroom meat bun for Tangtang to eat.
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The door of the boudoir was gently pushed open, and it was An Qingju in beige plaid pajamas. The sister-in-law was delicate and beautiful, rubbing her big eyes with her small hands very cutely. Seeing Yunluo coming back early, she greeted him a little confusedly: "Good morning, brother-in-law."
"There are tofu pudding and soup dumplings for breakfast." Yunluo said with a smile, and An Qingjue nodded and went into the bathroom to wash up. Yunluo put breakfast on the round dining table and took Tangtang with him to wake up An Chuyu, who liked to sleep in.
An Chuyu was awake at this time, but he was being stubborn and refused to open his eyes. He just loved to stay in bed.
Yunluo quietly admired his girlfriend's sweet and lovely sleeping posture, without saying anything or making any other movements, just watching quietly. An Chuyu was very sensitive to other people's gazes, and after being stared at by Yunluo for a long time, An Chuyu couldn't fall asleep anymore. She opened her bright eyes unhappily, looked at her boyfriend hazily, and said in a delicate voice: "I'm so annoying, Ah Luo, you always come to bother me, I'll bite you."
"I have some soup dumplings that you like. I just bought them. Qingju likes them too." Yunluo knew very well how to deal with a girlfriend who liked to act coquettishly and play tricks, so he casually sold his sister-in-law An Qingjue.
"Ah! Qingju is the least lovable. A Luo, let's find a good family to marry Qingju off, so that the little girl won't snatch the delicious food from me." An Chuyu said with a smile, and crawled out of the thin quilt. The air conditioner was on all night, 23 degrees, very cool.
"Sister, if you don't get up, I will eat up all the delicious food!" An Qingjue shouted outside the house with her clear and tender voice, which immediately woke up the lazy An Chuyu. She got up in a few seconds, without even putting on her clothes, and ran out in pink slippers to grab food from her younger sister.
Yunluo pinched Tangtang's cute little paws, thinking of the two soft, white, smooth and fragrant lumps that she had just peeked at.
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Liu Xun waited until Shang Chao arrived, but she didn't see the corpse of the eighth-level evolver Shadow Stinger, which was packed away by the black hands of the silver gloves. Since the sword demon took action, he killed the leader of the guide party with one blow.
The other members of the Silver Gloves had no intention of avenging the leader and his wife. They elected the only remaining level seven member as the leader, and bought plane tickets to return to Alaska, USA.
All Liu Xun could do was to arrange for national security agents to clean up the mess made by that bastard Jian Yao. All the glass in the doors and windows of the Red Maple Hotel was shattered, but the national security didn't care. The agents were mainly here to warn the relevant personnel of the Red Maple Hotel that silence is golden.
That brilliant sword was imprinted in Liu Xun's heart and could never be forgotten.
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