[Comprehensive] Selective hearing can not afford to hurt

What—Gin Ichimaru attacked Bai Ran? !

Lan Zhi almost lost his mind, and his brain froze for a few seconds before he figured out the key point.

That's right, it's not that she guessed Ichimaru Gin's weakness wrongly, the other party's attention to Matsumoto Rangiku is indeed as shown by "auditory hallucinations".

But... since it is so important, why did you launch a killer move at her just now?Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be that if you care about it, you will mess up, and you would rather protect the source of news if you believe it or not?Or is it to paralyze Bai Lan?

"No, he is a dangerous and unstable existence." Zetian lifted her up steadily, and pulled off the tie that was tightened by the fierce battle. "When dealing with this type of person, you must always be careful."

"I know, but," Lan Zhi lowered her eyes restlessly, "your injury...what should I do?"

"It's okay, it doesn't look serious..."

"Don't lie! I also have a certain understanding of Heroic Spirits!" She couldn't help shouting, and kept recalling the experience of the Holy Grail World in her messy mind.

The time of less than half a month is too short, so short that she has no time to learn healing magic, to heal Servant spirits like other Masters...she can't do it.

But...but... Even if it is difficult to do, why didn't I try my best to learn it?If at that time I had settled down to learn the basics of magic, and then desperately recited healing spells, contacted them every day, and worked hard even if I was not in the Holy Grail World, maybe I could learn it now?

Why at that time... because there were only seven days of Holy Grail time, and because I couldn't position myself, I gave up?

"Lan!"

The drooping, messy and noisy head was held up by a pair of warm hands, and some voice penetrated the gray layers firmly and unmistakably, reaching the depths of her consciousness.

"It's okay, don't worry...it's just a lack of magic power. This injury may look scary, but I'm a heroic spirit."

"You are also clear, for the heroic spirit, as long as it does not hurt the vitals, even if the bleeding cannot be stopped, the flesh wound will not die..."

"What's more, I'm just a clone projected in the current world by the rules. Even if I die, it will only be transformed into a set of data and returned to the Hall of Valor in the next world. It will not really perish, will it?"

"No—" Lan Zhi shook her head without hesitation, subconsciously wanting to veto the other party's words.But if she wanted to find out what was wrong, she was at a loss and couldn't start, "It's not like this, I—"

——How about it?

She can kill Assassin for herself and her friends, and then comfort herself that it is just a clone projection, even if she dies, she will just change back to the data and return to the main body of the Hall of Valor... But, once this may die "Second body projection" is the person around her, so she can't accept it?

It's just a replica... It's just a projection of a clone... She should have thought so, but she couldn't do it at all!

She pushed Zetian's hand away fiercely, and then bit down on her own hand that was close to her mouth.

"Lan!" The anxious cry in the ear made the pain in the palm more obvious, and it seemed to follow the pulse line directly to the heart, "What are you doing! Let go!"

"I've heard that mending demons requires exchanging blood and so on," she let go of her blurred hand bitten, and tugged at the corners of her mouth at the upper and upper pair of stunned and enlightened pupils, "Anyway, now I It's already bitten, so it can't be wasted, right?"

She turned her head to look for something nearby that could serve as a container, and suddenly heard a very low sigh in her ear.

"It's not..." Because of the structure of the heroic spirit, the magic power rich in a few hundred milliliters of blood is enough to fill an overdrawn human magician... But this is not the case for human beings. The same amount of human blood is not enough for the heroic spirit. Whether it hurts or not, it's better than nothing at best.

"what?"

Lan Zhi looked back suspiciously, but felt her hand was gently grasped.

"You don't need to look for it, just a little is enough." He raised her bloody left hand, "I'm sorry."

"Ugh..."

The sudden warm and moist touch made her stunned, and the tingling palm was surrounded by a layer of warmth, as if something hot was wading into every inch of nerve along the wound.

"Hey...hey...you...how do you..."

"Well, all right."

"Oh?" She looked at the wound that had stopped bleeding, and frowned, "Is it too shallow? I still..."

"No, these are more than enough," he cast his gaze to a corner [-] meters away, suddenly turned cold, "Take this opportunity to deal with Bai Lan first, as for Lancer (lancer)..."

After a pause, the content changed naturally: "You have to be careful."

Feeling the heat coming from the top of her head, Lan Zhi took half a step back unnaturally, avoiding the big hand that fell on her head.

"Be careful too..."

Watching the heroic spirit Zetian return to the battlefield, her figure swayed slightly, her feet softened and she fell to the ground.

"It turns out that the lack of magic power... is this feeling?"

Gang Ji-kun...has he been fighting Bai Lan to the death in such a bad state?

"I'm back, Gangji-kun." Bai Lan raised her hand in greeting with a smile, as if the situation where her right hand was scraped off and dripping with blood was not painful at all, "Are you going to deal with me with my Lancer? ?”

Seeing that Zetian didn't answer, he turned his eyes to Ichimaru Gin again: "Lancer... no, cute Gin-chan, I have a question that makes me very curious, can you answer me?"

"Okay, Master, you can ask."

"It's such a relaxed tone...Gin-chan, if you kill me, or destroy the command spell that is the connection point of the magic circuit like just now, no one will give you a magic offering? Even if you get the news you want, and What's the point? You can't stay in this world after all, and you will be sent back by the rules, so it's the right way to challenge the rules with me, right?"

"Oh, oh, who said it's meaningless?" Ichimaru Gin opened his blood-red pupils and stared at Bai Lan without sadness or joy, "Compared to me, you should care about yourself, Master, but I—want to poke It's been a long time since I stabbed someone like you."

"Sure enough," Bai Lan fluttered the wings behind her lightly, "You really are hiding it from me, Silver Sauce, Lancer (lancer)...no, should I say...Archer (archer)?"

"Oh?"

"Archer is your real class, right? Silver Sauce, only the fact that Archer can act independently for a period of time without its master can explain your behavior." It's Archer, so feel free to betray me, right?"

"It's too hurtful to say that, Master~"

"That's right~" The deep purple in Bai Lan's eyes condensed into pieces, "Then I won't hurt my feelings—name him with the Command Spell, Ichimaru Gin, take back your swastika, and then—"

"what?"

"Aren't you surprised, Silver Sauce," Bai Lan shook off the blood stains on her hands, and smiled softly, "I forgot to tell you, the Command Seals on the back of my hand were drawn by me in my free time, the real Command Seals ...not on the back of my hand."

"You actually—"

"Kill yourself, Gin Ichimaru! My lovely Archer!"

Ichimaru Gin's narrow red pupils opened, reflecting the image of himself stabbing his abdomen with a knife.

Surprised, astonished, the back knife fell...

However, the blade stopped a centimeter away from the abdomen.

"puff……"

Ichimaru Gin covered her lips, and immediately wiped the water droplets from the corners of her eyes with her index finger.

"I'm sorry, Master, I can't continue acting. I don't want to really poke a hole for myself. After all, I don't have Captain Aizen's mirror image."

"...Why aren't you controlled by the Command Seal?"

Bai Lan's volume dropped, but the unwavering voice was even more frightening to hear.

"Yeah, why?" Ichimaru silver put on a puzzled expression, "Oh, because there is no Holy Grail and Hall of Valor in this world, and there are no rules related to the contract of heroes in this world, and the content of the contract is not mandatory for the Holy Grail at all. , but artificially formulated, so, when I signed the contract with Master, I fiddled with it a little...Master, you won't be angry, will you?"

The sympathy that sounded like caring couldn't resist the sneer at the corner of his lips, "I have already suffered from similar people (Aizen), and I want to repeat the same mistakes, isn't it too stupid?"

"So that's how it is." Bai Lan released the miniature white dragon and the box weapon, the white dragon, to block the side attack, "I thought my opinion of you was already very fair, but I didn't expect to underestimate you, Silver Sauce."

"What about each other, are you still holding back, Master?"

"I can't help it." Bai Lan sideways avoided Dino's attack, and continued to vent his hatred without any tension, "Haven't you adapted to the fighting style of the green power? Vaulting horse? It's a waste of money. Itchy attack... Even if I want to play my hole card, I have no motivation."

"As a Servant, how can I make the Master lose motivation?" Ichimaru Gin closed his fierce red pupils again, and aimed the short sword at Bai Lan's head, "Kill him, God Killing Gun!"

Halfway through the swastika trigger, Ichimaru Gin suddenly moved his shoulder.

"73 of Bind Dao, Falling Mountain Crystal."

An inverted triangle-shaped defensive array appeared behind him, blocking the silently approaching fatal blow.

"Has the backhand finally appeared?"

"I'm late, Lord Bailan." A knight with very strange eyebrows came out of the dense forest, his rigid face lowered slightly humbly, "This will help you remove obstacles."

"Well, you arrived in time, Phantom Knight." Bai Lan blocked the attack with flames on the right side, "You can't do this, Tsunaji-kun, you are so weak, why don't you give up?"

The revoked purple pupil suddenly approached the other party without any smile, "Let me relieve you, okay?"

"Do you need to deal with them immediately, Lord Bai Lan?"

"Kill my Servant (heroic spirit) first, Phantom Knight, I need you...let Silver-chan die immediately!"

"Follow your instructions, Master Bailan." The magic knight saluted with his right hand on his chest, "Come out, Caster."

Along with the formation of light and shadow, there was a low laughing voice.

"Nufufu, this is really an interesting game~"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your tolerance!I have recovered -33-

Bailan and Yinzi, the two smiling tigers, plot against each other... that's it ww

When I was coding, I saw a huge spider next to my feet, and I was in a bad mood TVT

Then... I found out that mine is probably the most upright way to make up ~ magic (cover face

Finally, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Send beautiful mooncake flowers~

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In addition... Hahaha, when I saw the new ghoul, my long-strike brain hole became thick again, and I really wanted to dig a new hole [Stop it]

I was kicked with shoe prints on my face... Well, I will update this article first. For new ideas, let’s make an outline first and save the manuscript -33-, the manuscript can be received in advance:

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