Ling'er looked at Zhao Jin's left arm, his eyebrows tangled in confusion. Zhao Jin's left upper arm was almost smashed by something. If Zhao Jin hadn't been strong and wrapped in the mysterious fighting spirit, this arm would have been basically useless.
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Zhao Jin saw Ling'er's serious expression and naturally didn't understand why Ling'er was acting like this. He just felt a dull pain in his left arm. It seemed that the kick from Wu Qing was really serious.
"Don't you feel pain?" This crisp voice sounded, causing Zhao Jin to look left and right quickly. Who was speaking?
"What are you looking at? Answer me." The same voice sounded again. Zhao Jin looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ling'er looking at him.
"Are you talking?" Zhao Jin asked.
Ling'er rolled her eyes at Zhao Jin and replied: "This is nonsense."
"Ah!" If Zhao Jin encountered a ghost, he broke away from Ling'er's hand, took a few steps back, looked at Ling'er and said: "Sister, I won't bring you such a scary person tonight. You are not possessed by a ghost, are you?"
You must know that not long ago, Ling'er fought with him without saying a word. Now he can actually speak words, and in this dark night, it really tests the endurance of one's heart.
Ulie didn't understand why and asked: "Is this Miss Ling'er talking strangely?" He didn't understand why Zhao Jin had such a strong reaction?
"If you met someone who couldn't speak and suddenly said hello to you, how would you react?" Zhao Jin asked. There seemed to be a lot of things happening tonight.
Ling'er smiled at Ulie who still didn't understand, and then said to Zhao Jin: "Everyone has secrets, but they just hide them for some reason. Am I right? Mr. Zhao Xiaohou."
When Zhao Jin heard this, he calmed down, looked at Ling'er and said, "What did you say?"
"Haha, Mr. Zhao Xiaohou, don't think that I am deceiving you. Although I don't know what method you used to hide your appearance, I have my own methods and I still recognized you. As for the man lying in the car
, I think it should be your bodyguard, Jiangling." Ling'er said word by word, her voice was very pleasant.
Zhao Jin saw that Ling'er's smart eyes were full of confidence and determination, and knew that this girl was not joking. It seemed that her identity had been seen through by her.
"Can I know how you can see through my identity?" Zhao Jin stopped hiding it and asked curiously.
Ling'er raised her hands and said proudly: "People can change their appearance and their voices, but there are some things that cannot be changed. For example, these hands, I don't believe that there are people in this world who have exactly the same hands.
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Zhao Jin observed his raised hands. Indeed, as Ling'er said, he could change his appearance and voice, but he could not change his hands. Zhao Jin had to admire this girl, what an amazing insight she had.
Only then can you notice this.
"Girl, I find that I admire you more and more. You also hide your secrets." Zhao Jin said, regaining his original voice.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about? Why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen?" Uriel asked, looking at the two of them. He was confused from the beginning.
"I'll tell you this later. Uriel, but you promised me that you wouldn't tell anyone else what happened tonight, right?" Zhao Jin asked.
"It seems that I know too much tonight." Uriel scratched the back of his head, "Huh, what I promised as a barbarian is certainly true. If you are still not convinced, I will prove it to you.
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Uriel pulled out the scimitar attached to his waist and cut his left wrist, causing blood to flow out immediately. Uriel raised his arm, and at the same time the war spirit jade on his right arm appeared, and the war star lit up.
He got up and said: "Great God of Wind, your humble people swear to you, if I, Fengwu Uriel, reveal what happened tonight to others, then please use the fiercest wind to tear me apart,
Deprive me of my battle star and destroy my soul. My blood will become a gift offered to you and a certificate for you to witness your oath. Please accept this humble gift, Vower Windfury Uriel."
A huge cyan mystical array appeared at Uriel's feet. After the blood on Uriel's wrist fell into the arcane array, the arcane array turned red, and then a strong wind suddenly rose and enveloped Uriel. After a while, the arcane array turned red.
, the wind disappeared without a trace again, and the secret magic circle also disappeared, leaving only Uriel standing there with a blood pattern on his left chest.
"Blood oath?" Zhao Jin did not expect that Uriel would actually make the most noble oath in the world, testifying with blood.
Zhao Jin had read in the book that this blood oath was not like the previous life, where a few people cut their fingers and dripped a few drops of blood into a bowl, and everyone drank it. In the end, the oath was still broken as if it were a meal.
, Betrayal is still betrayal.
In this world, blood oaths are made by using one's own blood to initiate a secret magic circle of oaths. This secret magic circle is not created by oneself, but is produced by heaven and earth. When an oath is made with blood as a sacrifice, a blood oath pattern will appear on the left chest.
If you betray this oath, then the method you said in the oath will be implemented on the person who took the oath. It can be said that there is no luck, and the blood oath is the most severe and credible oath.
"It seems that I owe you a favor, Uriel." Zhao Jin did not expect that this barbarian, who was about the same age as him, would take the oath so seriously, and he felt inferior to him for this alone.
Uriel held his wrist to stop the bleeding and said with a smile: "Hey, this is the oath of us barbarian men. We will definitely do what we say."
At this time, Ling'er covered Uriel's wrist with his hand, and a green light lit up. Uriel felt a coolness on the wound on his wrist. After the light disappeared, there was only a shallow scar on his wrist.
Ling'er smiled and said, "Thank you for your vow."
"Thank you, Nature Shaman for the healing." Uriel returned the same greeting.
Zhao Jin looked at this scene and smiled. It seemed that tonight's matter could come to an end. Zhao Jin walked forward, rubbed his left arm and said, "If nothing happens? We should go too."
"If you want to become disabled, just leave. I have no objection." Ling'er tilted her head and looked at Zhao Jin and said.
"What's the meaning?"
"Your left arm was hit by something and the bones were shattered. You don't feel anything now because your body is strong and your fighting spirit is special, so you can barely wrap it up. But once tonight is over, I
I believe no one can heal your arm." Ling'er explained truthfully.
Zhao Jin didn't expect that he would receive such a severe blow. He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and asked: "Girl, you won't make fun of me, will you?"
Ling'er smiled and replied: "What do you think? Mr. Zhao Xiaohou."