Chapter Ninety-Seven: Dusk and Reunion
It's dusk, it's dusk.
Li Jingshi really felt that it took too long for the sun to set today.
In the distance, the oblique clouds were soaked with blood.
Depressed, Li Jingshi felt unhappy in his heart.
I took a few deep breaths, but it was still difficult to dissolve.
What he cares about the most is now, without cultivation, there is still danger, so how can he protect the period.
No matter how long the road is, there is an end.
Li Jingshi and the others seemed to be in a large section of flat land again.
This place is still different from the past, Li Jingshi always feels that the nearby rocks seem to be new and clear, or upside down or standing, and there are no traces of time.
Li Jingshi, when he touched his hand, he didn't see a trace of dust.
One or two places are fine, but after trying it, I know that all of them are like this.
And in the distance there are or thick, sparse trees. All of them are deep and blue.
Li Jingshi suddenly had a feeling that the world here was a new birth.
Is the landscape, grass and trees like opening the world, and then seeing the sun and the moon again.
I just don't know if it's the mountains and rivers that see the sun and the moon first, or the sun and the moon who see the mountains and rivers.
Li Jingshi didn't know, he just wanted to grab the hand of the period, how could she leave him half a step in danger.
The previous distance is gone, and I don't know what the reason is, but it's good anyway.
Her gaze was still gentle, her eyes were clear, and the world in her eyes seemed to be different.
Because she likes it, she doesn't need any explanation, she sees that he has always worked hard, although sometimes lonely, but after all, he resolves his sorrow.
Love to say whether to go or not, to say that to stay or not, love to turn a thousand sorrows, but also to solve a thousand sorrows.
At this time, there is not a single wind in the air.
Although this was the top of the mountain, Li Jingshi felt a little stuffy and irritable.
The surroundings are also quiet, and the silence is frightening. I don't hear a single bird or insect chirping.
Li Jingshi was helpless, and now he has only come from peace.
The slanting sun continued to fall, pulling the two of them with long backs.
Li Jingshi stopped, and couldn't help but look at his back.
It's like I'm looking at too old monsters.
He actually felt that there was sword intent sprouting in his heart.
He wanted to shoot too much, he wanted to make a sword too much.
Suddenly turning around, at this moment, everything in the mountains, or small stones, or slight grass and trees, its shadow is on the ground, but there is infinite meaning in the eyes of Li Jingshi.
He had no choice but to stop.
Understand, this is the only blessed land in the world, and it cannot be two.
If you stop cultivating at this time, then why should you stop cultivating for a thousand miles?
The sword in his hand seemed to have a glow, and as a monk, who could resist such a temptation.
Li Jingshi really wants to indulge in shouting, in this place full of meaning.
It's just that when he turned around, he was still holding the hand of the period.
What I saw was his almost fanatical gaze, just now.
But it's really not because of yourself.
What is the situation?
Feeling it in his hand, Li Jingshi was trembling slightly.
Of course, the period asks what is in mind: "What's wrong with you, but you're still not feeling well?"
After that, the sleeve of his right hand slowly wiped Li Jingshi's forehead, and sure enough, he was already sweating.
Li Jingshi was sudden, laughed, and said, "It's okay, let's go." ”
There is no turning back and no turning back.
Li Jingshi knew that this place was so different, so what kind of danger it should be hidden.
If he was alone, he would definitely stay, but after all, there was a period by his side, and she could withstand even a little risk?
Li Jingshi didn't want to, he didn't want to regret it, and he didn't want to be ashamed of his life.
The most important thing now is undoubtedly to find Xin Chang and touch them first, only in this way can the period be perfected.
He walks, as he usually walks, he always walks like this, neither slow nor fast, the same, sometimes a little stop.
Touching the fish and Xin Chang didn't know how many times they fought.
The two have won and lost each other.
It's just that now I'm a little dizzy when I touch the fish.
After all, his Yuan Force can support it, but what about his sword?
Although this is a good sword, it seems to be coming to an end, there are a few cracks on the sword, and the fish does not suspect it, and the next moment the cracks will be connected into a large piece, and the sword will be destroyed at that time, and why should he fight against Xin Chang?
Touching the fish is also from a famous family, the first major sect in the world.
It's just that, alas, he hasn't found his true sword yet.
There are also Sword Pavilions, Sword Mountains, and Sword Pools in the sect, but unfortunately, he has never found the sword that moves him.
also asked Lu Qingsan: "Master, why can't I have a sword?"
Lu Qingsanren replied: "Either there is or not, what does it matter." ”
Touching the fish is puzzled, he didn't care much in the past, and there was no opponent among his peers around him.
What does it matter if you have a good sword or a bad sword.
But today is different, Xin Chang's Junyan Sword is a legend of the Killing Sanctuary, what can Touchyuer do in the face of this situation?
Every sword, the Yuan Force he used, almost thirty percent more than Xin Changwei, even so, his sword still couldn't escape the fate of shattering.
The body is faster than the wind.
Touching the fish never stopped for a moment.
He now wanted to meet Li Jingshi and a few others, but he didn't want to meet him the most.
Xin Chang is already like this, maybe he and Li Jingshi can join hands to defeat Xin Chang, but he doesn't want everyone to see Xin Chang now.
It's still night, and there are only three or two stars in the sky.
It's so strange that touching the fish seems to feel that the sky is much brighter.
I don't care too much, now he still has to run.
The body is very fast, the shadows of the trees in front of him, the mountains and rocks are retreating, and the fish is still thinking about how to escape.
It seemed that in an instant, he felt a light flash in front of him.
Looking up, there were still three or two stars, and the light of the stars had not moved him as much as he had just done.
So, where exactly does the light come from?
The sword light is great, and the cracks and cracks on it are clear.
But he didn't hesitate.
Sure enough, there was a second place on his side that flashed dazzlingly.
Although it is fainter than that, the light is endless, and it seems to be even more intense.
The sword in his hand seemed to be a unique moan, and it was the same as an ordinary sigh in the ears of the fish.
The light of the sword flickered at the end, and then it turned into the wind, and there was no trace of it, as if it had never existed.
The fish picked up the light, and it turned out to be a black stone.
The Yuan Force penetrates the body, and the stone easily emits light, which is three feet long.
Touching the fish sighed, it seemed to be nothing in its hands, and it seemed that it could be mixed with the body's Yuan Force.
What a treasure this is, but the appearance is so weird, I have never seen any sword that will be black and not slippery.
Touching the fish still regard it as a treasure, heaven and earth are born, there are always things that are unique, and they are not recognizable.
The figure is in the wind. And the stone is hidden in the sleeve.
There is a rare figure in front of him, standing on the peak.
Plain and standing, natural and graceful. The eyebrows are not visible in the moonlight, but they don't seem to be the first time they have been seen.
She just stood there, with her back to the fish, and the moonlight was still there, not because she didn't want to see the light, but she would rather know the light in front of her.
The fish approached quickly, and he actually saw Xin Chang in front of him.
But his eyes were still blood-red, and the hair on his forehead was scattered.