The Correct Strategy to Approach the Yandere Supporting Male Lead - Chapter 24

[Chapter 24: Substitute Marriage (X)]

This little devil, no, it should be said that this little old man is still quite flexible.

Three or two strokes flew to Li Weakshui’s body, and the dagger tried to cut the silver wire with fierce intent, but it was blocked by Li Weakshui’s backhand, and the tip of the sword almost wiped his neck.

“Close combat is not a short weapon that can take advantage, but to learn to use your sword as your hand, both long and short.”

After Lu Zhiyuan finished saying these words, his fingers moved slightly, and Li Weakshui’s feet took a lunge step uncontrollably, and the long sword stabbed forward.

“This is called a thorn, concentrated on the tip of the sword, moving forward without hesitation, breaking ten thousand laws.”

Li Weishui sighed, his hand was forced to withdraw, he took a few steps back, and his mouth could not help muttering.

“You teach, you teach, how to nag.”

Lu Zhiyuan lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, the silver line of his fingertips moved slightly, pulling Li Weishui’s hands into a fist-hugging posture, and then he bowed, as if he was apologizing to someone.

“Talk and do it to impress you.”

“You’re enough.”

Li Weishui watched his hands being forced together, his eyes full of only written consecutive words, tired. Remember www.9biqu.com for a second

He said he used her as a toy, but he was also serious about teaching, but he said that he was serious about teaching, and always manipulated her hands to do strange things.

The little old man was only as high as Li Weakshui’s waist, and it was estimated that he was angry enough to jump up two meters high.

He was holding a short knife in both hands, and the shadow of the knife came from all over the place, as if weaving a net.

Lu Zhiyuan pulled Li Weakshui back a few steps, and then raised his sword to pick up the move.

“It’s called blocking, don’t look at his knife, trust your physical memory.”

The road away stood up, his fingers resting on the silver wire, moving fast.

“Where do I have physical memory?”

Li Weishui is using a body movement that does not belong to her to pick up the knife, which feels different from in the ring.

In the ring, she was forced to take the move, and she was beaten as many times as she received the move, without any game experience, but at this time she had a deep sense of participation, and even had an illusion that she had laid down herself.

“Smart.” Lu Zhiyuan nodded satisfactorily, and led her forward as he walked on the beam.

“Next is the sword move, I thought about it myself, but there is no fixed move, you can also create your own.”

Li Weishui and the little old man narrowed their eyes, and both looked at each other in horror.

Li Weakshui’s hand speed was too fast, not only was this little old man overwhelmed, but even Li Weakshui himself was frightened.

Lu Zhiyuan was flat on the beam, as if he did not perceive the refusal of the two people under the beam, and shook his head.

“Unfortunately, the silver wire is still not enough to teach you how to turn your wrist.”

Enough is enough! Didn’t you see that the little old man was getting lower and lower, and she was gushing out a kind of pleasure of beating a gopher.

The little old man rolled on the ground to avoid the blade of the sword, and then gritted his teeth and decided to fight one last time.

He bounced up violently, and the two short knives caught the slashed sword straight up, and after using the internal force, he shook the sword out of Li Weakshui’s hand and inserted it deep into the bedpost.

Catching the gap, he threw the short knife forward violently, aiming directly at Li Weishui’s eyes, but was cut open by a flying knife in the middle of the road.

What kind of monster was the one on the beam pillar, and even had the strength to knock down his short knife.

The little old man did not consume any more, and he immediately climbed through the window and fled.

The road was far away without hesitation, turning over and getting off the beam and chasing Li Weakshui out with him.

“I can’t see, you have to show the way.”

“If you know you can’t see it, then don’t chase it!”

Li Weishui wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and at this time she was broken.

The madman who was pulled by the system to attack must have done something wrong in her previous life, this life is so miserable.

“Jump! Three or four meters of looks! ”

At this time, Li Weishui was carried by the distance of the road on the roof, like riding a roller coaster without safety devices, she stared closely at the road ahead, did not dare to have half a point of wandering, for fear of falling down without paying attention.

The little old man who was closely following in front of him glanced back from time to time, and then scolded and grinned and accelerated his speed.

And the road is far away, without the slightest hesitation to chase forward, without the slightest worry about whether there will be a pit in front of me.

His black hair was raised in the night wind, Kiyoshi’s laughter escaped from his throat, and of the three people present, he was the only one who was happy.

Li Weakshui was infected by his emotions, and even felt that this speed was somewhat comfortable, and he couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth.

But the next second she couldn’t laugh.

In this empty street, there stood not only the short old man, but also a horse-drawn carriage, surrounded by many men dressed in black.

A woman dressed in white was walking into the carriage, and the figure was somewhat familiar.

The little old man looked at them sympathetically and took a sip, looking no longer panicked than before.

The road was far away and Li Weishui fell into the street, and the opened robe horns were full of unconcealed joy.

Li Weishui looked at the large troops in front of him, took a breath, pulled the distance of the road back a few steps, and whispered in his ear.

“I’m in too much of a hurry, the sword has forgotten, let’s slip away first.”

“Want to run?”

The little old man stood by the carriage in a false way, about the same height as the wheel: “If you dare to chase after it, you must be enlightened.” ”

Just a little old man is so powerful, not running is a fool, can flex and stretch has always been the advantage of Li Weak water.

Li Weishui immediately jumped on the back of the road and patted him.

“Run!”

“Think beautiful!” One of the men in black rushed up.

Lu Zhiyuan pulled Li Weakshui’s collar backhand to her in front of her, without giving the man in black any face, sideways grabbed the knife in his hand, cut his throat with his backhand, and put the handle of the sword into Li Weakshui’s hand.

His movements were clean and clean, as if the killing had never happened.

“Whoever said the sword is important, there is nothing that cannot be discarded.” His tone was soft, like a gentle summer breeze, without a hint of loss.

“Sword, isn’t there one here?”

Li Weishui looked at the corpse staring at the side, his heart was beating fast, and the palms of his hands holding the hilt of his sword were sweating.

What does it mean to be far away, not to ask her to kill people, right?

“I’m just a beginner…”

“You’re so lucky, you just learned the sword move——””

Lu Zhiyuan stood behind her, his hand slid to her wrist, and raised his sword to the crowd: “You will learn how to carry the sword with the sword.” ”

“I really don’t want this blessing.”

Li Weishui now regretted it, knowing his disposition, and even thought that he had a little kindness.

“Let’s go together.”

The men in black on the opposite side were originally shocked, but there were several soft noises from the wall of the car, and they had to harden their scalps.

As the men rushed forward with their swords, the curtains of the car were pulled open a little, revealing a white skirt and the girlish curiosity in the man’s eyes.

Li Weishui was stunned, his mind turned a thousand times, but he was interrupted by the man in black who rushed forward and diverted his attention.

“Here comes the knife.”

Lu Zhiyuan’s tone rose, and he held Li Weakshui’s wrist and began to teach him the so-called yun sword, looking excited.

Between the sound of the sword and the sword, Lu Zhiyuan took Li Weishui to take the initiative to step into the encirclement circle, and issued a low laugh that only villains can have.

He pressed Li Weakshui’s neck vein with his left hand, and held her wrist with his right hand, taking the slashed blade while taking the initiative to attack with Li Weakshui.

His pace was brisk and his laughter was melodious, and he seemed to be the happiest person in the world.

“Killing people is so happy, you’ll love it.”

Fart!

Li Weakshui’s forehead horn green tendons burst out, not by anger, but by the control of the sword, trying to fight against the hand of the road.

She was tired, and the distance felt more interesting.

Every time the sword blade was about to touch someone else’s heart, he could hear the sound of Li Weakshui inhaling backwards, and she would increase her strength to pull the sword away, and then he could hear her involuntarily shattering and thinking something after she was relieved.

It was probably scolding him, or begging for the useless god and Buddha.

It’s strange not to ask him for anything, but to ask for things that are illusory.

“I’m just a novice, big brother, it’s too exciting to kill people as soon as I come up!”

Li Weishui’s steps were messy, while trying to block the knife, he also had to suppress the madness of the person behind him, and there was no one more tired than her.

Maybe the moon was very good tonight, or maybe he was so happy that he actually closed his hand and pushed Li Weakshui out of the encirclement.

“Learn well.”

Li Weishui staggered out of the circle, looking up at him, and his heart was not good.

At this time, the distance of the road seemed to have been unsealed, and the smile on his lips was like the moonlight tonight, transparent and gentle, but the hand was fatal, fierce to the extreme.

The man in the carriage lowered the curtain and knocked on the wall, and the little devil immediately jumped on the carriage and threw his whip to speed up and leave the land of right and wrong.

Li Weishui looked at Lu Zhiyuan’s mesmerized expression and couldn’t help but frown.

The man’s smile on the road seemed kind and gentle, but in fact he was just slaughtering people as beasts.

Killing is just a game that stimulates him, but in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he chooses to do this pleasing thing within a reasonable range, so he will choose to take the bounty order to live.

But in the final analysis, man is nothing more than a game prop, a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Even If it was Lu Feiyue and Jiang Nian, he only had a better attitude, and if an interesting thing could happen to killing those two people, he would definitely not hesitate to draw his sword and say a few grandiose words before moving his hands neatly.

So in his eyes, she was just one of the lambs to be slaughtered?

The system rating she had previously received was medium, indicating that the previous strategy was undesirable or not enough.

But —

As he said before, how can a person who has no love in the first place be able to love others?

Will she always be on a medium scale, and will everything she does be useless? Couldn’t she go home at all?

One by one, the men in black who had come to deliver the heads fell down to cover the departure of the carriage.

The clothes across the road were stained with blood, and in the night turned into thick black, like a landscape painting made of ink poured on the robe.

With a long sigh, he threw the sword in his hand to the ground, making a wailing sound.

The long-unknown depression and irritability dissipated at this time, and he smiled, suppressed his eyelashes and fingers that were trembling with excitement, and turned to Li Weishui.

“What, is there anything you don’t understand about Fang Cai’s moves?”

He half-crouched and asked her, his robe disheveled, his eyelashes slightly bent, and warm blood slid down his cheeks, revealing a withered and soft beauty.

But halfway through the question, his body calmed down on its own.

The depression and irritability that had been vented came again, even more than before, and it seemed to overwhelm him.

“You’re afraid of me too.”

[End of This Chapter]