"Senior brother, I found the lotus. The Great Sun Golden Light Sword in Jun Buqi's hand paused, he almost didn't believe his ears, but it was the voice of the senior brother, since he was a child, the senior brother has never deceived himself, could it be that the lotus flower was also captured by these demons and monsters? Jun Buqi's feet unconsciously entered the hall.

The hall was a little dim, Jun Buqi stood for a while before he got used to it, and there was a woman leaning under the god platform not far away, although her face was hidden in the darkness and she couldn't see clearly, but Jun Buqi didn't have any doubts, because there was a man squatting next to the woman, with a white robe and a purple long sword, who would it be if it wasn't Yu Qingyun?

"What are you doing there, why don't you hurry over and help?" Yu Qingyun's tone was a little anxious.

Looking up and glancing in the direction of the platform, the female statue that had just lowered her head and smiled was still standing high on the platform, and her smile did not change even a bit, Jun Buqi breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to Yu Qingyun's side in three steps and two steps.

"Lotus—" Jun Buqi anxiously leaned down and called softly, but the woman lying on the ground did not have a trace of reaction, so close, Jun Buqi still couldn't see the woman's face clearly, he was in a hurry, and couldn't help but lower his body a little more, almost sticking to the woman's face.

"No, why didn't you breathe?" this thought only then came to mind, Jun Buqi felt a pain in his back, as if something had pierced his body, and subconsciously wanted to cry out in pain, his mouth opened, and the woman in front of him suddenly opened her mouth, and a black line of lightning rushed into Jun Buqi's mouth.

Jun Buqi felt a pain in his head, his eyes became more and more blurry, and he remembered the glance when the White Lotus looked back at him when he followed Li Qing, his eyes were full of indifference, without a trace of nostalgia and guilt. Jun Buqi recalled that after the White Lotus left, the senior brothers in Jianfeng looked at him, gloating, disdainful and mocking, almost without a trace of sympathy, even if it was a word of comfort, he didn't hear a word, but it was as if he had robbed someone else's bride.

I thought of my father again, and when I was young, my father either went out or went into retreat, and he didn't see anyone a few times a year. Although he has never lacked all kinds of elixirs and spiritual weapons, so what? If his father is willing to spend more time with him and teach himself, how can he go around all day to have fun and become a gentleman in the eyes of everyone? Every time he wields a leather whip and says those great truths, how can he think that the reason why he wants to do that is actually just to keep him by his side for a while longer, even if he stays and whips himself, Jun Buqi can also feel his father's existence.

There is also that white god, originally Lotus didn't hate himself, it was him, he had to use Bai Zhan and Bai Jingwen father and son to coerce each other, forcing Lotus to marry him, if it weren't for him, Lotus and himself could at least become friends, Li Qing had no reason to grab Lotus, as long as Lotus was still in Jianfeng, he still had a chance, how could it become such a situation?

And also... , Jun Buqi's mind flashed one face after another, each of them looked hateful, he hated so much, hated everyone in the Sword Peak.

"They are all sorry for you, they all look down on you, but what can you do? If you don't have the ability, what will you do to take back everything that should belong to you?"

"yes, if I don't have the ability, how can I take back everything that belongs to me?" Jun Buqi stood there dumbfounded, muttering in his mouth, as if he was stunned.

The Great Sun Golden Light Sword kept trembling, this sword was given to him by his father on the day Jun Buqi stepped into the mirror painting realm, unlike others, Jun Buqi's sword was not condensed by spiritual energy, but a real spiritual soldier. The spirit soldier has a spirit, and when he senses that his master is in danger, he doesn't need to be urged by you, and he has already moved on his own.

The aura in Jun Buqi's body poured wildly, and the Great Sun Golden Light Sword became brighter and brighter, and the wisps of sword qi had already illuminated the entire hall.

"Huh?" The female statue on the high platform didn't know when she walked down, so she stood beside Jun Buqi, looking at the golden light sword of the Great Sun that was eager to try, and frowned, "Jun Wuyi, this old man still has this hand, but it's a pity that I met me today." ”

The woman took off the purple clothes on her body and raised her hand to cover the Great Sun Golden Light Sword.

Jun Buqi's mind was lucid for a moment, but the next moment, he fell into hatred again.

Iron Sword Peak, Drinking Sword Pavilion. Kiss

Jun Wuyi suddenly opened his eyes, just now, he couldn't feel the breath of the Great Sun Golden Light Sword, could it be that the Great Sun Golden Light Sword was in danger?

"Young man, you are still young, and you still have a lot of time to enjoy, as long as you have the strength, not only can you let those who look down on you no longer dare to underestimate you, but also can trample the kid named Li Qing under your feet, let your beloved girl see, who is the more powerful person, who can give her the life she wants, and I—, can give you the power you want. The faint voice sounded in my head again, gentle and seductive.

"Yes, if I had succeeded in cultivating the Great Sun Sword Song earlier, how could the lotus flower be snatched away?" Jun Buqi opened his eyes again, his eyes were dark, full of deep hatred, he didn't care who the other party was, as long as he could give him the strength to take the White Lotus back, he didn't care what he would give.

The black shadow in his mind moved, like a small snake swimming along the meridians around his body, Jun Buqi felt that the whole person suddenly became transparent, the meridians that were originally a little congested became smooth and wide, and his brain turned faster than before, and many places that he couldn't understand before suddenly opened up.

The aura kept surging, but the original golden aura became pitch black as ink, and the pitch-black aura squirmed, climbing up the sword body of the Great Sun Golden Light Sword, and slowly penetrated into it.

It was not until this moment that Jun Buqi felt that the Great Sun Golden Light Sword had finally become one with himself, the jet-black sword body was burning with inky flames, and the whole sword was like a black Great Sun, and everything that approached it would be burned and swallowed by it.

The black sun rose in his mind, and the little snake swam to the side of the big sun at some point, and its body became lighter and lighter, slowly disappearing into the big sun.

In just such a while, he practiced the sixth form of the Great Sun Sword Song, and Jun Buqi had a feeling that as long as he wanted, it would not be long before he could practice the seventh and eighth forms, and even the legendary ninth form was not out of reach.

"You can call me Xiaolian. Jun Buqi raised his head to meet the woman's gaze, if he heard this sentence when he entered the main hall just now, Jun Buqi would definitely not hesitate to slash over with a sword, and practice the Great Day Sword Song, he was destined to be an enemy of demons and monsters in this life. But now Jun Buqi just feels cordial, as if the woman in front of him has known each other for many years, they are friends, confidants, and an inseparable whole.

"Little Lotus—" Jun Buqi's voice was very gentle, even if he had spoken to White Lotus before, he had never spoken in such a gentle tone.

"Okay, now let's go out together, this is our home, your brothers and sisters have come from afar, we must always entertain well, and enjoy the friendship of the landlord. The woman straightened her clothes, and really looked like a hospitable hostess.

Chen Shujun had already walked outside the gate of the Garan Palace, slowly raised his long sword, and dozens of Iron Sword Peak disciples behind him also raised their swords and stood behind Chen Shujun. Senior Brother and Jun Shao were gone, Chen Shujun became the backbone of these disciples, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Shujun, just waiting for him to give an order, and the big guys rushed in together to save people.

A few pounds and a few taels by himself, of course Chen Shujun knows, but this hall has to break if he wants to, and if he doesn't want to break in, he has to break in, if Jun Shao has an accident, where can Tie Jianfeng go back? Looking back at the senior brothers behind him, Chen Shujun had some courage, and was about to swing his long sword to split the hall door, but the hall door in front of him opened silently.

Everyone in the square widened their eyes, and it was Jun Shao and Senior Brother who came out of the door, I don't know who shouted first, and then the whole square was already jubilant. Most of these disciples feel a little nervous and afraid when they see the two of them in Iron Sword Peak on weekdays, but here it has become different, everyone is as excited as if they have seen their relatives, after all, in this strange ancient temple, there are two people, which is almost equivalent to an extra life for these disciples of Iron Sword Peak.

Of course, Chen Shujun was also elated, but unlike other disciples, as Jun Buqi's right-hand man, Chen Shujun was not only able to pat the horse, but his ability to observe words and emotions was even more first-class, since he saw two people walking out of the door, Chen Shujun felt that something was wrong. Whether it is Jun Shao or the senior brother, his face is gloomy, as if he has not seen the sun for many days, although he is very happy to see the senior brothers, but there is no smile in his eyes, especially Jun Shao, a pair of eyes are like two bays and a secluded pool, dark, looking at it, it seems that even the soul is about to be sucked away.

"I found these fruits in that temple, and it was getting dark, and the big ones had quenched their thirst after a day's journey, and when we had finished eating, we would leave, even if we spent the night in the mountains, it would be better than here. Jun Buqi took out a large bag of red fruits out of nowhere, and looked at the bright and hungry people drooling.

Dozens of disciples have been on the road from noon to now, and the water they brought on their bodies has long been drunk, and now when they see such bright fruits, where can they still bear it, they have stepped forward, you are one, I am one, after a while, a large bag of fruit was divided.

Chen Shujun also stepped forward to take one, but he couldn't bear it, he wanted to see if there would be anything abnormal when the big guy ate this fruit, if so, he had to leave quickly, thinking like this, Chen Shujun's feet had slowly retreated.