Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 73 Helping You Become King
The wind blew from nowhere, rippling the lake water and blowing the water away.

Fu Guang wiped away the tears that had frozen in her eyes. The tears were round and cool, rolling in her hands.

She stood there for a while, then walked forward with a normal expression.

Xiguang held his spirit body and followed the girl half a step behind.

He guessed that the black-haired girl must be the same existence as his black self. The difference was that they did not clash with swords, but one of them completely controlled the other.

He looked at the girl's long golden hair blown by the wind, her fair profile and her calm blue eyes.

The blue eyes looking forward moved and turned to look at him.

Fu Guang asked the sentry for his spirit body, Xi Guang paused and handed the light elf to the guide.

Fu Guang pinched the elf's hand, which had been holding the miniature wings. The light elf and its master looked at Fu Guang at the same time.

Xiguang's throat felt a little tight. The inside of the wings was the most vulnerable part, and
There are irregular black stains on the inside of the golden wings.

Fu Guang's cold fingertips touched the warm golden fur. He glanced at Xi Guang expressionlessly, pinched the black stain, tilted his head, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiguang's eyes trembled, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked down at the girl with his pale golden eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Even in the pain of being shattered all over, she didn't feel anything. However, there's no need to tell the guide about this, she's already doing a great job.

Fu Guang is not a sentinel, and the several sentinels he has come into contact with all described different things when they were contaminated. Some said they felt pain, while others just had mental hallucinations.

A little blue light appeared in her hand, and she planned to deal with the pollution. No matter whether it hurt or not, it was not a good thing.

A large hand wearing a white glove grasped her hand. The palm was small enough to completely cover her hand. Xiguang raised his index finger slightly and lowered his eyes. "The danger ahead is unknown. It is best for the guide to conserve his strength."

He felt as if he was holding a ball of water, but his palms were burning like fire.

He loosened his grip, put his hand behind his back, and said in a low voice, "This little bit of pollution is nothing. I'll trouble you again when we get back."

"Okay, as long as you have an idea." The sentry clearly refused, and Fu Guang did not force it.

However, the light elf was still carried by Fu Guang. The little thing was soft and warm, and he could also use it to keep an eye on the status of the sentinel at all times.

The girl in front of him turned and walked away. The man curled his fingertips and followed.

With his height, he could see the girl's curled eyelashes, which were like a small fan, blocking her unpredictable eyes.

Fu Guang was an extremely mysterious person. Only now did he realize that this was an irrefutable fact.
The mysterious girl, the unknown past, and the stories hidden in her deep eyes made him unable to help but explore and understand.

He suppressed his impulsive thoughts. As a guard sentry, protecting the guide should be his first principle of behavior.

He cannot violate physical and mental safety.

His eyes flickered and his body stopped. The healing factor in the blisters was completely devoured by the severe pain, and the overwhelming pain made his steps tremble.

His nerves seemed to have regained their sensitivity, becoming sharper than before. The pain was getting stronger and stronger, forcing him to kneel on one knee, with veins popping out on his palms.

Fu Guang squatted in front of the sentry who was holding on. She thought the sentry had no sense of pain.

The spirit in his arms closed its eyes and trembled. Fu Guang didn't dare to touch it. In the current situation, even the slightest touch would be a devastating blow to the sentinel whose spiritual perception had recovered.

If a person has experienced a major collision and the injuries are too severe, he or she will not feel pain at first.

She frowned helplessly. Given the sentinel's current condition, it seemed like she had no way to deal with it.

For him, a short treatment is like drinking poison to quench his thirst. His condition will be better in the short term, but after the treatment, the pain will become more severe and unbearable.

I was careless and thought the sentinels were indestructible and had no pain perception system.

The man before him knelt on one knee, one hand resting on his sword, his eyes tightly shut. His body was trembling slightly, his muscles and bones trembling. A creaking sound, as if being gnawed by a giant beast, was making an unbearable sound.

Her shadow fell on him, the water rippled, and another long shadow appeared on the shadow.

It was a sentry who had been watching there for who knows how long.

The sight was like a thorn in her back, piercing her body.

Fu Guang turned her head. Fortunately, it was a familiar sentry. Unfortunately, it was the sentry who wanted to kill her.

Lan Euan walked slowly, looking leisurely at Fu Guang and his surroundings, like a king patrolling his territory.

As for Xiguang who had lost his fighting ability, he turned a blind eye to it.

His steps were slow, but his speed was extremely fast. He leaned over and brushed the cool, transparent ear fin against Fu Guang's golden hair. His voice was seductive and intoxicating as he asked, "Are you alone?"

The cool and smooth fish tail pressed against the girl's body. He sighed, stretched out his arms to wrap around Fu Guang, and held the girl completely in his arms.

He lowered his head in ecstasy, his nose touching the skin of the girl's neck, and he carefully sniffed the scent of Fu Guang.

To him, the girl is more important than catnip to a cat.

"I can't bear to kill you." The cold breath fell into Fu Guang's ears.

Fu Guang's eyes turned dark blue, with a faint golden light flashing across his pupils.

His long, sharp nails pinched her neck, but didn't lock it tightly. He placed an icy kiss behind the girl's ear.

Fu Guang moved slightly.

She couldn't see that Lan Eucalyptus' pupils were changing between round and vertical shapes.

No.

Deep down in his heart he was screaming, you clearly can't do it, why don't you let it go?
Another voice said, that is the king, kill her and you will be the new king.

The king should be strong; a weak king should be replaced.

A weak person has no ability to survive. Look at that girl who can't protect herself. If you have the chance to kill her today, someone else will have the chance to kill her tomorrow.

It would be better to kill the king with your own hands!

Save her from future pain, you won't let her suffer, right?

The sharp hand tightened, leaving red marks and stinging pain on Fu Guang's neck.

A sudden alarm bell turned Lan Euan's eyes into vertical pupils. A blue flower bud was inserted shallowly at the position of his heart.

As his blood flowed, the petals of the blue flower gradually opened.

Instead, he loosened his grip, but his tail tightened even more tightly to hold the girl in his arms.

As he moved, the flower moved closer to his chest, as if it were growing out of his body.

He thought that if it could serve as fuel to make the king stronger, it would be fine.

He closed his eyes, put his head on the girl's shoulder, and let the danger swallow him.

How can I protect you, my weak king? It would be better to kill you and devour you. If you want to harm you, you must first destroy my body.

Weak king, if you are brave and strong, I can also become material and help you grow.

(End of this chapter)