1767: C1767 Triple Comb Oath(part I)

C1767 Triple Comb Oath(part I)

"That is the gift you left for me. . . " Baihe was a little shy and her voice was as soft as a mosquito.2

Lin Hao tilted his head. "That's right. But this is a weapon. Isn't it used for combat? I want to see how you can make it so fine, and even add silk ribbons to decorate it. Won't it be very troublesome to use it like this?"

Baihe blushed. When she looked at the sword, her eyes flashed with a gentle gaze. She used a voice that almost no one could hear to secretly say, "Because I miss you. . . "

Lin Hao slowly led Baihe to the dressing table. He looked at the mess on the dressing table and finally had an answer in his heart.

The thing that his beloved had personally made for him. Even if it was a grass ring, a letter, or even a Longsword, she would treasure it immensely, treating it as her life.

So what if it was a weapon?

In Baihe's eyes, this was the only thought that Lin Hao had left for her. How could she bear to let this weapon fight on the battlefield? If it broke, Baihe's heart would probably collapse again.

Lin Hao lowered his eyes and gently pressed Baihe on the chair. He said in a low voice, "Isn't it cold?"

The coldness of the weapon was bone-chilling. This Lin Hao had a deep understanding of it.

Baihe hugged this Longsword day and night. Wasn't it like hugging a block of ice every day and night? This kind of coldness, could not be endured by that woman?

Unexpectedly, Baihe slowly turned her head around and looked at Lin Hao with a reproachful gaze, "It is very cold, just like you. . . But I am used to it. "

Lin Hao's hand twitched as if he had been electrocuted. Guilt welled up in his heart.

Indeed, this Longsword was just like him, cold and emotionless. It would only use a bone-piercing cold to hurt them, just like the sharp arrow that pierced through her heart that day.

As for Lin Hao, he had always treated this kind of coldness as a form of protection for them. This kind of cruelty, who could understand it?

Lin Hao slowly bent down and seriously looked at Baihe, saying with a strong and forceful voice: "In the future, it will be warm. It will protect you and will not make you feel cold and lonely anymore. "

Lin Hao's eyes were filled with determination. He grabbed the sword with one hand and ignited the Ancient Spiritual Fire.

In just a split second, the coldness of the Longsword in his hand had disappeared. What replaced it was a warm and pleasant temperature that was like a gust of wind.

The coldness of the weapon and the coldness in Lin Hao's heart melted like the bone-piercing coldness of the weapon, disappearing without a trace.

The complaining look on Yi Ren's face disappeared and was replaced by a tearful expression.

She had been waiting for a few lonely nights in the empty room for a long time. He finally turned around and the coldness in his heart melted.

"I'm sorry. . . "

Lin Hao lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice. How long did Lin Hao owe him with this low voice. . .

"Here, this is my favorite comb. It needs to be combed nicely. " Baihe smiled sweetly. For a moment, it was as if there were three thousand worlds, and endless flowers bloomed along with it. An absolute beauty was rarely seen in the world.

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment. After a long while, he muttered in a low voice.

"I've been looking for spring for half of my life. Just smile and you'll be fine. "

Baihe's face instantly turned red. Hearing the sweet confession of her beloved, Baihe only felt that happiness suddenly came. It made her have an illusion that she was unable to distinguish reality from dream.

Perhaps, this was a dream. If it was a dream, I would rather sleep in eternal sleep and not wake up. Only in this dream could I truly have my love. . .

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