Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

He had no choice but to kill everyone and save himself, but could he pretend nothing had happened?    

    

Reg walked straight into the house and quickly changed his dry pants. He took out another set of clothes and threw it to girl with red hair. "Go inside and change yourself."    

    

The clothes were very old and there were patches on them. The clothes were washed a little white, but they were very clean.    

    

Girl with red hair did not bother to ask if there were any other women's clothes. She took the clothes to the inner room and took off all the wet clothes. She changed into clean clothes and walked out with the wet clothes in her arms.    

    

Seeing that there was a bamboo pole outside the courtyard to dry the clothes, girl with red hair ran out by herself and dried the clothes.    

    

Reg sat in the yard with his upper body bare. He took out the external medicine that he usually prepared and prepared to apply medicine to the wound under his ribs. However, the wound was under his ribs and leaning against his back. It was very inconvenient for Reg to turn his hands around.    

    

After drying her clothes, girl with red hair returned to the yard. When she saw Reg touching the ointment with his hands behind his back, she bit her lips and ran over to him and whispered, "I will help you apply it. I have applied it before."    

    

Reg looked at girl with red hair with some doubt. Obviously, he did not think that this young lady from a prestigious family had done this kind of thing, but he still gave the ointment and cloth to her.    

    

Girl with red hair looked at Reg's eyes and lowered her head to explain, "When my father was injured, I applied it for him."    

    

Girl with red hair's hand was very gentle and carefully cleaned the wound. Suddenly, she let out a soft cry.    

    

"Eh, your wound... seems to have not bled. It has healed quite a bit..."    

    

Reg lowered his head in surprise and carefully looked at the wound under his ribs. As expected, the wound no longer oozed out blood and it had shrunk quite a bit.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Reg frowned with some doubt. My body had been injured before, but there was no such strange phenomenon.    

    

"It looks like I used a light magic healing spell. It's just that my speed is a little slow..."    

    

Girl with red hair carefully observed a few times, then looked up and said with some surprise, "It seems that it will recover soon, but let's put some ointment on it."    

    

Girl with red hair deftly applied ointment on Reg's wound and wrapped the wound with a wide cloth. Finally, she went around his shoulder and tied a knot before stopping in satisfaction.    

    

Reg looked at the wound that was wrapped very securely. He raised his head and nodded at girl with red hair, but did not say anything.    

    

Girl with red hair rubbed her hands and secretly looked at Reg a few times. She suddenly looked up and smiled at Reg. "I am Luh Weier. What is your name?"    

    

Luh Weier looked at the silent Reg in front of her and quietly waited for his answer.    

    

Reg looked at the huge sword in front of him, as if he was lost in thought. After a while, he looked away and replied in a low voice, "Reg. Fa."    

    

Luh Weier had been staring at Reg and finally got his answer. As if she had won a great victory, she said happily, "Reg, no matter if you did it on purpose or not, you saved me today."    

    

Reg suddenly turned his head and stared at Luh Weier and said, "You said you are the granddaughter of the master of Purple Moon Sword Sect?"    

    

Luh Weier curiously looked at Reg, who took the initiative to ask for the first time. She nodded happily and said, "Yes... Don't you believe it?"    

    

Reg shook his head and immediately asked, "Then your grandfather must be a very powerful Fighter. How powerful is he? What level are the people in Purple Moon Sword Sect at?"    

    

Luh Weier looked at Reg, whose eyes were burning with passion, and was even more surprised in her heart. This young man, who seemed to not care about money or beautiful women, had such a fiery gaze when he asked this question?    

    

"My grandfather's strength is a Third Grade Battle Sovereign. As for the disciples in Purple Moon Sword Sect, they are not of the same level. The higher ones have the Devil Battle Master, the lower ones have the starting Dou Disciples. There are about 200 people in the entire Purple Moon Sword Sect."    

    

Battle Sovereign!    

    

Reg's eyes immediately lit up. Dou Disciples, warriors, Battle Master, Mad Battle Master. Devil Battle Master. Battle Sovereign. These were the sixth level of the 11th level of the Fighter. They were considered super experts.    

    

Seeing Luh Weier in front of him, Reg was a little puzzled. "Since your grandfather is a Battle Sovereign, why does it seem like I don't know any combat power when I see you..."    

    

Luh Weier sighed and said, "My meridians have problems. I can't practice combat power, and I can't even practice magic..."    

    

Reg was stunned for a moment and the regret in his eyes disappeared. If there was something wrong with my meridians, I can't practice combat power. It might not be a big deal for ordinary people. But compared to those who were born in the Fighter family, it was a huge blow.    

    

Luh Weier suddenly smiled and said, "But this is also good. I don't need to be like my brothers and sisters who are busy with cultivation every day. I have more time to read books and can do some things that I like to do..."    

    

Reg raised his head and looked into Luh Weier's eyes. There were two parts of surprise in his eyes and he was surprised that Luh Weier could read freely.    

    

But very quickly, Reg lowered his gaze and looked at the ground in front of him. It was as if there were two ants fighting on the ground.