3060: C3060 Unsuppressible Juvenile Instinct

C3060 Unsuppressible Juvenile Instinct

In response to Green Bamboo's response, Jiang Ting, who was about to change the topic, closed his eyes and fell silent for a while before opening them again. This time, he didn't waste any more time talking nonsense. He directly asked whether Green Bamboo wanted to make a move or not.

It was not that he liked to suddenly spread the topic and let Han Youqing and the others watch the show.

Instead, he discovered that he had somewhat underestimated the bitterness in his heart.

No matter how many times he had lived in his past life. . . Everything else in his past life, apart from receiving people, had been sealed. The current him was just a young man who was about to turn nineteen with such vast memories.

Furthermore, every time he came into contact with Green Bamboo, he would always put on a show.

Whether it was real or fake, it was both real and fake.

If he acted too much, it would become real.

In this world, he was only a youth after all, because he had always been putting on an act. . . . To those insignificant experiences in this life, there was no longer any truth or falsehood.

If he continued to delay, he would probably be unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and it would be impossible for him to continue self-harming without limit.

Once that time came, he would most likely be emotionally affected. If that was the case, then it would be a real problem.

Since that was the case, he might as well immediately bring up the topic. . . . If Green Bamboo was unwilling to stab her back, it would not be difficult for her to forcefully bring her away.

If she wanted to make a move. . . He naturally didn't need to hesitate.

Long pain was better than short pain. A person died. The only thing left was to reminisce.

When she looked at Green Bamboo again, who was about to say something, she opened her mouth and fell into silence. She only raised her head and stared blankly at Jiang Ting. Her eyes revealed countless struggles, and also a lot of disappointment.

Where was Han Youqing? Although the three disciples of the Black Feather Sect didn't say anything, they started to get restless. Obviously, if there was a chance, they would surround him without hesitation.

The killing was imminent!

Under the oppressive atmosphere, silence spread.

After an unknown period of time.

Green Bamboo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Actually, I haven't practiced many of the Black Feather Pavilion's techniques to kill you. . . . If you aren't willing, how can I kill you?"

Jiang Ting's eyes were half calm and half cold. "Looks like you have made your choice. "

The eight blades started flying again. He calmly took out a flight talisman and placed it on his chest.

In his bag of holding, the escape talisman that he didn't lack the most was a flight talisman. Almost everyone he had killed in the Herb Grafting Valley had a flight talisman.

There were fewer talismans, more talismans, and even more talismans.

In addition, there were also Flowing Wind Boots. Unless he was held back, or if he was willing, who among the people in the Herb Gathering Valley had the ability to kill him?

Flying talismans! . . . But they could fly.

A group of Qi Refining Stage ants, could they compete with Jiang Ting in terms of flying proficiency?

To put it bluntly, with the flight talisman, even if he was surrounded, he would have countless ways to escape!

"In this world, when faced with intersection after intersection, one must always make a choice. " After saying that, Green Bamboo shook her head and suddenly became cold.

After that, he took out a bunch of Longswords and threw them at Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting subconsciously waved his hand and wanted to control the blade to attack. Just as the blade moved, it was forcefully suppressed by him, and his eyes revealed surprise.

A Longsword magic weapon?

That Longsword was indeed from Green Bamboo.

However. . . Green Bamboo was not good at using that Longsword.

After all, they had unknowingly become Dao Companions for several years. . . What Green Bamboo was best at was wood-attribute magic!

The next level was to use magic tools, and the magic tools that she was good at using were the jade hairpins that she wore in her hair bun!

That Longsword was the magic artifact that her master had given her before the opening of the Herb Gathering Valley. It might be powerful, but she did not like to use it. It was just a preliminary refinement.

It was far from being as convenient and comfortable as the jade hairpin in her hair bun.

The most important thing was killing intent.

She didn't have killing intent. . . . Was she prepared to die?

She did not want to kill him, but she also did not want to let down the Black Feather Pavilion. So. . . He wanted to die?

In the blink of an eye, countless possibilities flashed through Jiang Ting's mind!

Under his silent gaze, Han Youqing and the others were filled with joy.

Green Bamboo was a little unaccustomed to it. She held her sword and approached Jiang Ting. The tip of her sword pierced towards Jiang Ting's heart.

Jiang Ting did not seem to understand, but his magic power had already started circulating. The Black Dragon Spear was also on standby. If that sword stabbed into the heart, he would use the Black Dragon Spear to cut Green Bamboo's waist before the tip of the sword reached him.

If not. . . If not, then he would take a look at the situation first.

Just like what Jiang Ting sensed, when the tip of the sword was about three feet away from Jiang Ting's heart, the sudden reversal of the sword tip.

With a "Ci," the tip of the sword sliced through Jiang Ting's arm.

It was less than an inch into Jiang Ting's flesh.

It did not injure his meridians or anything else, but it just happened to cut open his flesh and blood, causing some blood to fly into the air.

Then, under Jiang Ting's confusion, the Green Bamboo magical force swept out, carrying joy, as well as the blood that flew out.

Jiang Ting did not conceal his doubt. "What are you doing?"

It was not that he could not avoid it just now. Even if Green Bamboo's speed was twice as fast, he could easily avoid it. The reason why he did not dodge was because he had already seen through the Longsword's trajectory.

He was sure that if that sword strike landed, it would only leave a bloody wound on his arm. It wouldn't affect his combat strength at all. . . A wound that was less than an inch long, even without a healing pill, it would only require a bit of magic power to fully heal.

That was why he stood where he was and did not dodge.

To Jiang Ting, he saw through the result of the trajectory of the sword. That was why he did not dodge.

But to the others. . . Jiang Ting's expression did not change in the face of Green Bamboo's attack. He quietly stood where he was and forcefully suppressed his subconscious counterattack.

He didn't even move to dodge!

After retreating about fifteen meters away, Green Bamboo said with a bitter smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will pierce your heart with my sword?"

Jiang Ting was speechless. "Then, do you have one?"

The coldness and tacit understanding between the two of them disappeared.

At the same time, Jiang Ting sighed in his heart. It seemed like it would be impossible for him to leave by himself today. However, he didn't know what Green Bamboo was trying to do by taking away his blood.1

Curse? Was there a curse in this world that could be cast with the help of blood? He didn't know. . . However, wasn't Green Bamboo. . . Compared to a curse, wasn't the sword that pierced through his heart faster?

On the other hand, Green Bamboo remained silent and happy for a while. She didn't reply. With a wave of her hand, the splattering blood droplets gathered together and landed in her palm.

As for Han Youqing, she looked at Jiang Ting with a strange expression. She really did not expect that he would just stand there quietly and not dodge.

If that sword had pierced his heart or head, Jiang Ting would have been dead by now.

The others were shocked, shocked, and their expressions were the same as Han Youqing's. Their eyes became strange, or they were filled with envy and respect.

It was hard to predict what a person's heart would be like. Except for those who were naturally ruthless, most people, no matter how many of them they were, would respect others, especially those like Jiang Ting, who seemed to be "calmly going to die. "

About three breaths later.

Green Bamboo jumped into the valley with a tap of her feet and slowly walked towards the Flood Dragon. Perhaps it was because the formation had been running for too long, or perhaps it was because Hua Ling and the others had all left.

Although the formation flags were still there, the formation had already disappeared.

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