Ruan Qiao endured it, took a deep breath, and dragged her left leg, which was more seriously injured, towards the stairs.

She hadn’t taken a few steps when she felt my feet suddenly leave the ground.

The young man’s thin and powerful arms wrapped around her waist and legs, and with a gentle hug, he picked up the petite girl.

The armor is hard and slim, just like his handsome jawline.

Ruan Qiao was not used to it at first and struggled a bit, but Su Xi tightened his arms slightly and a low and gentle voice came from above her head: “Don’t move.”

He held her firmly in his arms, so that even when they walked on the stairs, she didn’t feel any bumps.

Every step is taken carefully.

Just like how he treated the girl in his arms.

It was the first time that Ruan Qiao was carried like this and walked around. She felt uncomfortable all over, but she didn’t dare to move.

She could only turn her face towards his chest, her fingertips lightly grasping a bit of armor.

She didn’t dare to use force, but didn’t dare to let go either.

The handsome guard carried the delicate young lady down. Ruan Qiao’s tied hair had loosened during the battle and fell gently on her shoulders. The tip of her hair touched his arm, but Su Xi couldn’t feel anything through the clothes.

But he still felt that the place where he touched her was warm and soft.

Old John on the chair smacked his lips. He was very old and had experienced and seen too much.

It can make the delicate lady unable to even walk, this……

It is also a skill to be proud of.

Seeing the two, Old John seemed to see his younger self. The fond memories cheered him up, and he kindly reminded them, “Beautiful lady, you must be blessed by luck! I just saw that the swords in the room have been taken away. Of course, I mean no harm, I’m just kindly reminding you that there are seven swords in total, but these are no ordinary toys. Make good use of them, and you’ll definitely find your trip worthwhile!”

Su Xi had already walked to the bell tower door with Ruan Qiao in his arms, but stopped when he heard the old man’s words. Ruan Qiao lifted half of her face from his arms and looked at the ordinary gatekeeper. Her voice was a little hoarse: “You also know about the sword?”

Old John was a little surprised. “How do you think you’re going to spend your boring time guarding the gate here? Just lying on this little chair and waiting to die? God, I know everything here by heart, just like I know how many buttons are on my shirt! This isn’t just any place, after all.”

He sighed and said, “You have taken a lot of things with you, but this is inevitable. Swords——you should know its meaning. The seven swords will bring you different things. Well, you should go quickly. Tired old John needs a good sleep.”

The four suits have their own meanings. The scepter represents the power to control time, the wine glass represents emotion and can restore life, and the coin represents wealth and can drive NPCs.

As for the sword, they have never discovered its role in the copy, but in the traditional meaning of the sword, it represents justice, war and disaster.

The gardener’s daughter’s diary recorded——”It returned from the battlefield carrying a sword.”

There must be some connection between the sword and the devil.

There are seven swords, three are in Ruan Qiao’s hands and four are in Su Xi’s hands.

Ruan Qiao shook his hand. Su Xi looked down at the girl in his arms, a gentle smile appearing on his fair face.

Against the light, Su Xi tilted his head slightly towards her, his handsome facial lines gentle and soft.

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