The next day, I came to the sword shrine as promised.

The black door was tightly closed, and not a breath could emanate from inside.

After the long iron lock bridge leads to guò, there is a vast blank space, and the only color other than white is the black door.

I can't tell the material, neither jade nor iron and copper.

The color of dead silence and the floating clouds in the distant sky are like the distinctness of a black and white painting.

Where the man stood, there were clouds floating.

Dressed in snow, the hair of a crow, and the figure is like a bamboo pipe straight cut.

The expression on his face was indifferent, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

The glasses rubbed their eyes, and they couldn't believe it.

The male protagonist is a real person.

There was no one just now, why did she glance at the sky, and he came?

Ziyao real people looked at it.

"What are you still stunned, hurry up. ”

The glasses pretend to be well-behaved, and the footsteps are like the wind. Halfway through, I felt wrong.

Oops, the original owner has a problem with his eyes.

She's going too normal this way, it's not right.

She peeked at the man.

No response.

There will be no discovery.

She slowed her pace and walked very steadily.

It wasn't until the corners of Ziyao's mouth twitched slightly that she ran up and down, and she was only a few steps away from him.

The corners of her mouth curled, and her sweet dimples were exposed.

The smiling look, the excitement of the little girl makes people angry.

"Master. She grinned and said, "You're so early." ”

Ziyao looked at the black door in front of her below, and then at the petite girl.

"Just came, after you. ”

The mirror was stunned, and he ...... Here's the explanation?

"Master, let's come here to pick up a sword?"

"Hmm. He pushed the void, and the black door opened. A loud sound like thunder hitting the air sounded, and white clouds poured out of the darkness one by one, and flew to the sky with a whoosh.

Hua Jing asked curiously, "What is that, it looks like a cloud!"

But for a moment, no more clouds floated out. Ziyao Zhenren approached her and replied, "That's a spirit." It is said that 10,000 years ago, the aura of heaven and earth was vast, and some creatures who gave birth to spiritual wisdom devoured spiritual energy in order to become stronger, but because they could not digest it, they died of flatulence, turned into spirits, and lived by the sword. ”

As soon as he approached the gate, a fierce silence came. It is as cold as ice, and the resentment is like a gloomy green lake.

The temples are a little numb, I don't know if it's a physiological reason or a psychological reason.

Anyway, she felt very uncomfortable.

Ziyao's cold voice and cold aura beat at her heart.

"The spirits that flew out just now were deprived of their hosts by other powerful spirits. It will soon die. ”

It gave her a very bad feeling.

She gritted her teeth and innocently asked, "Ah! Why deprive them of their spirits?"

Ziyao, who was one step ahead of her, stagnated.

He tilted his head and examined the glasses seriously, but his handsome face was faint, and there was no trace of waves.

Like a perfect jade, people's seven emotions and six desires seem to be the same at all.

"The law of nature. ”

The cold breath turned into a small snake and burrowed into her heart. The glasses forced herself to pull herself together and smiled reluctantly.

"Hehe, I don't understand what you said, Master. ”

"It doesn't matter. I'm here. He looked suspiciously at the little girl who was smiling as if she was crying, and asked, "What's the matter, you're not feeling well?" ”

As he said that, a shallow white mist appeared in his eyes, and the objects around him gradually became indistinguishable and ghosted. Later, I couldn't even see the shadow.

She was a little apprehensive.

The cold aura gave birth to fear, and she nervously pulled at the sleeve of Ziyao Zhenren's coat.

It's too damn, it's okay now.

It's really invisible.

Under this kind of feeling, the flower glasses forgot the purple pupil gong.

Completely blind.

As if facing a blind man in the darkness for the first time, an indescribable strange feeling suddenly filled her world.

I only know how to rely on the people around me.

Inexplicably believe him.

Zi Yao glanced at the little hand holding his sleeve, and under the light, the delicate and picturesque face frowned and pursed his lips, as if he was in infinite trouble.

He has never been a thoughtful person. But for this little disciple, patience is quite good. He stretched out his slender and powerful right hand and easily grasped the thin white and smooth little hand, and pulled it on his body, and the girl's small body entered his arms with a vague magnolia fragrance.

"Don't move. The slightly cold and slightly low tone had an unmistakable tone, and the heart of the mirror calmed down with these words.

It's stupid, what was she doing just now.

Blessed with the purple pupil skill, the sword mound probably fell in my heart.

Something drilled out of the dark edges.

And these things were exuding an aura that made her feel unusually cold.

Slender like a snake, she thought of what she saw outside

Baiyun is also Ziyao's so-called "spirit body".

Huajing listened to him and didn't move.

Ziyao is a little funny, his apprentice is good at everything, but he is a little stubborn.

The murderous spirit body that flew from inside had some spiritual power. Some of them even have a half-shape.

Pity......

The evil sect is crooked, and it is self-defeating.

He held the flower glasses in one hand, and his free left hand was not very flexible to conjure up the Zihua Sword and slash into the air, and the terrible sound sounded from all directions.

The white spirit body was torn apart and turned into white threads. The light disappeared in mid-air.

Cover your ears with glasses.

The previously strong cold aura disappeared in an instant, and the eyes were able to see again.

Fuck, it's the bunch that's to blame.

Pretty smart.

Pick soft persimmons and pinch them.

The warm masculine breath penetrated her heart, and she raised her head. The cold face was as good as ever, very different from the warmth on the chest.

But it makes people want to rely on it involuntarily.

Is this what they call the strong?

At this moment, Ziyao lowered his body.

It's worried about her.

The glasses' lips brushed against his cheeks.

He grimacedly grimaced, straightened up and walked forward.

Pretending to be calm pleases the glasses.

She made a lucky gesture, smiling eyes staring at the immortal in front of her.

Qing Tian said loudly: "Master, where are you going, wait for me!"

Zi Yao paused for a long time, and then walked towards the passage where the long sword was like a hill.

After a long time, the sound of striking jade cracking gold came slowly.

"Pick up the sword, hurry. ”

The glasses snapped their fingers and followed.

"Got it. ”

That smile is also extremely sweet, and without a mirror, she knows how beautiful she is now.

There is a flower in the heart lake, waving in the wind.

Like honey, how she feels now.

Strange, incomprehensible.

But as long as Ziyao is still there, the glasses will definitely understand.