[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 61: Painted Skin (21)

When she was in the mountains, Youshu had practiced various formations countless times, so she was confident. He increased the input of blood and mental power, and set up the formation again. When the Ssangyong showed its power, it not only destroyed the huge sand table, but also overturned the roof of the tent, and all the generals were cut by the wind blade. Tired and embarrassed.

Looking at the young man at this moment, how dare they show disdain, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed eight or nine times before they dared to get up, no matter what the young man asked, they agreed one by one, treating him with a million times more respect than the Ninth Prince .

Youshu asked the generals to select fifteen cavalry to investigate the place where he had just set up the formation. If the terrain was not different from the sand table, he would go to see it himself, and then set up the formation on the spot. The generals took orders and filed out.

The tent became quiet, and Youshu looked up at the dilapidated ceiling, and her spirited expression slowly turned into timidity and apprehension.

"you......"

As soon as the Ninth Prince opened his mouth, he was hurriedly interrupted, "You said that you won't ask for a while."

The Ninth Prince was silent, and he became more and more anxious, even his voice became trembling, "Do you think my ability is terrible? If one day I want to harm you, do you not even have the strength to resist? But I can fight against God. I swear, if I harm your heart, I will be struck by lightning from the sky, and it will not be good..."

"Enough!" The Ninth Prince sternly stopped, "Don't make such an oath casually. I believe you will not harm me, and I don't think you are terrible. We have promised each other to give each other more trust, don't you Forgot?"

He felt pity for the young man's extremely insecure appearance, but he was also very angry. Although he always said that he was willing to believe in himself, there were still many doubts hidden deep in his heart. He might stay by his side all the time, never scolding or running away, but he couldn't trust him wholeheartedly.

The Ninth Prince rubbed his forehead in frustration, not knowing what to do to completely eliminate the barrier between them.

Youshu was silent like a cicada, but she couldn't see that her master was uncomfortable. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly approached and massaged his temples, remembering that he liked her kisses very much, and kissed him many times like a puppy. Half of his face was licked wet~.

The Ninth Prince was so annoyed and funny by him, he couldn't push him away after a few pushes, so he had to hug him into his arms and kiss back. After a while, he let go of the young man's red and swollen lips, and said, "I don't want to ask too in-depth questions, I will wait for you to confess. I just want to know that using these strange techniques of dunjia is not good for you. Is there a hindrance? You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. This formation may only need a few drops of blood to practice on the sand table. If it is used in a real battlefield, it will not be this amount. Also, trapping and killing millions of creatures, How much sin is this? Will it be on yourself?" Since his reincarnation, he has firmly believed in fatalism.

He squeezed the young man's jaw, and ordered in a deep voice, "I want to hear you tell the truth! If the price of setting up the battle is losing you, then I would rather go to battle and fight for my life. I have my own backup, and I really don't need you to make any sacrifices for me ."

Youshu is an outsider, not involved in cause and effect, so she can do whatever she wants. His heart was so moved that his eyes were wet, and he said firmly, "Master, don't worry, the deployment of this formation will not hinder me in any way. I said that I will stay by your side in this life, so naturally I won't make mistakes."