"Alright, that's the front, please ......"

After this long wait, everyone had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, and naturally they all followed, Shang Jue was going to take Chaoxi away, but the person in his arms did not move, Shang Jue frowned and turned his eyes, and saw that Chaoxi's eyes were turning red a little bit.

With a heartbeat, Shang Jue tightened his grip on Chaoxi, "Xixi?"

Chaoxi came back to her senses suddenly, blinked her eyes, and her eyes became a dot of ink again, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Jue, as if nothing had happened, and only lowered her jaw to signal the crowd that had already walked to the front, "Aren't you leaving?"

Shang Jue squinted at her, and his arms tightened a little tighter.

"Xixi, are you not feeling well?"

Chaoxi shook his head calmly, "No." ”

Then he looked at the man in front of him, "Let's go." ”

Chaoxi said and took a step forward, Shang Jue had to follow, Fu Lan rushed to the front, and looked back and couldn't help but smile, "You two are you and me, can you go to the sword mound first?"

Chaoxi glanced at Fu Lan coldly, Shang Jue also calmly looked silent, Fu Lan seemed to feel bored, shook his head and ignored them, Shang Jue and the others were already people who attracted attention, and it was inevitable that they would fall in the end, the people who walked in front of them turned back frequently, and even Luo Shunhua stopped and waited for them halfway through, Chao Xi looked calm, but Shang Jue tightened her waist.

"Remember, don't leave me for a while. ”

Chaoxi raised his eyebrows slightly, did not speak, only followed the group to the front of the sword mound, looking at the word sword mound high again, Chaoxi raised his chin and narrowed his eyes, this way is a strange scene, even if the people who stand again are either rich or expensive, it is impossible to avoid it, Luo's has two hundred years of glory, and the precipitated things are naturally different.

Before walking to the gate of the sword mound, Luo Shunhua looked apologetically at the group of people standing under the black pressure, "Luo's ordinary swords are all cast in the sword casting platform, only Cangya was cast in the sword mound, and then raised in it for seven years, the evil spirit is not trivial, the place inside the sword mound is narrow, everyone should be careful when they go in later, so as not to accidentally injure ......"

The sword mound is the most important place for the Luo clan, naturally not just anyone can go in, and in the past two hundred years, it is only on the sword test conference that there is a chance to go in and peek one or two, as soon as these words fell, many people showed a look of expectation, Luo Shunhua was very satisfied, the spirit between the eyebrows was even stronger, and he couldn't help but turn around and wave his hand, "Open the mound!"

The ten people stood at the door, each took out a key and inserted it into the relief on the stone door of the sword mound, and everyone heard the "rumbling" thunder before they could see how the ten people operated, and everyone took half a step back together, only to see that the sound became louder and louder, and the stone gate that was as solid as the city wall rose little by little, and the stone gate rose, and there was a cool breeze overflowing inside.

The cold chill came to the face, so that the people standing in front of the person trembled, the stone door rose slowly, it took a long time to see the door hole exposed, the stone door opened, it turned out to be bright and bright, ten sword slaves looked at each other and walked in first, not long after, there were twenty wizards from the side came over, the wizards wore hideous ghost masks, divided into two, while walking and waving the magic weapon in the mouth chanting words, it seems to be some ancient sacrificial ceremony!

After the thirty people in front walked in, Luo Shunhua glanced at Luo Chengxin and entered first, he and the sword slave walked in the front, as if they were preparing for the sword, Luo Chengxin raised his hand behind and asked, "Everyone, please follow me!"

The sword mound is in retreat all the year round, the yin qi in it is extremely heavy, just step into it and feel cool, Chaoxi and Shang Jue walked at the end of the crowd, just walked into the sword mound Shang Jue felt that Chaoxi's body trembled, Shang Jue frowned, and brought Chaoxi into his arms, while staring at the person in his arms with deep eyes, Chaoxi's face was ordinary, but his eyebrows were tightly locked, the corners of his lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, and his eyes were pitch black and his feelings were not revealed, Shang Jue was a little worried, "What's wrong with you?"

Chaoxi's face was relieved and turned his head to look at Shang Jue, "What?"

Shang Jue bent his lips and raised his eyes to look at the guests walking in front of him, "If you don't like it, we can go and wait outside, anyway, in the end, we will only see Cangya." ”

Chaoxi shook his head when he heard this, "No need, I'm fine." ”

Shang Jue looked at Chaoxi again, and didn't say anything after all.

While speaking, everyone has walked through the road to enter the door, this sword mound seems to be chiseled by the mountain, there is no day inside, all the light is against the night pearl on the wall, the sword slave who walked in the front lit the torch in the sword mound, a smell of pine oil burning in the damp Yongdao, in short, it is not very comfortable, but this is the Luo's sword mound, everyone wants to find out with curiosity, Fulan walked in front of Shang Jue and Chaoxi with great interest, and suddenly exclaimed after walking for a while!

Shang Jue and Chaoxi looked up together, and saw a hall at the end of the road, the hall was circular, surrounded by mural reliefs, but on the top of the big top in the middle was a big sword hung by four thick iron chains, the big sword was shining with blue light all over the body, it was obviously a dead thing, but it seemed to have vitality, so that everyone present stopped.

"The Broken Heart Sword, ranked third on the weapon spectrum. Fu Lan said lightly, everyone in front of him looked back, and Fu Lan was not nervous when so many people looked at him, but smiled calmly, "This sword was used by the empress back then, and it still returned to Luo's later, but according to legend, this sword was not cast by Luo's, but I don't know how to explain it?"

Luo Shunhua walked in the front, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said with a smile, "Childe has good eyesight, this is indeed a broken sword, although it is not from Luo's, but this sword has been broken, it was re-forged by the ancestor, and it is more powerful than the previous heartbreak, the empress in order to reward Luo's family, and then placed this sword in Luo's family, and it will be two hundred years after it is released." ”

Luo Shunhua said, Fu Lan listened with a smile, nodded while listening, and suddenly said meaningfully, "It is rumored that this sword came from Donglin, and it seemed to be a token given to the empress by Yuanjun back then, and later the empress got married, and this sword was personally given by Yuanjun."

Marriage, this sword was destroyed by Yuanjun himself, even if the empress mends it, she must be afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so she put it in Luo's ......"

Fu Lan's tone was lazy, and he seemed to only use seven points of spirit, but what he said between his words was the founding empress Yin Qin and Yuanjun Fuyuan, these two are mythical figures of the empire, even the descendants of the royal family dare not say much, how dare he speak out as a person without identity, for a while, more eyes fell on the god of Fu Lan, but he was still lazy and not afraid at all.

Luo Shunhua's face changed slightly, "Luo only knows that this sword was deposited by the empress in Luo's, but I don't know anything else, there is still some distance ahead, please go here, there are many organs in the sword mound, you don't have to move." ”

Luo Shunhua ended the topic with a word, turned around and led everyone to continue to move forward, while the sword slave and the wizard had already walked to the front, and the others only looked at Fu Lan twice and followed, Fu Lan stood in place for a while "hum" and laughed, and turned around and walked in front of Shang Jue and Chaoxi, " Why are they so scared one by one, people who have been dead for I don't know how many years ago are still so timid, that Yin Qin is so reluctant to marry others, Yuanjun abandoned the country and returned to seclusion, no one in the world knows who doesn't know, why do they still deceive themselves one by one, hey, it's really the world and the people's hearts are not ancient......"

Fu Yuan, the leader of the Donglin tribe more than 200 years ago, and Yin Qin together to fight the world, but in the end but never ruled the world, its people disappeared before the founding of the country, Yuan Jun's title is still Yin Qin after the throne before the register, Yin more than 200 years, the "Jun" word title is only Fu Yuan alone, although not called the emperor, but Fu Yuan's name is as unattainable as Yin Qin.

Fu Lan said casually, some people heard it before, but they didn't dare to say much, Fu Lan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he saw this, looking distressed, Shang Jue was noncommittal, but he frowned, "The emperor has the world in mind and the overall situation is the most important, how can it be said that she is not weak-hearted, if it weren't for the emperor's lifelong efforts, how could there be today's Dayin?"

Chaoxi's tone was cold, and Fu Lan laughed out loud when he heard it, "Sure enough, sure enough, I heard that the princess is familiar with the forty-nine articles of "Emperor Ce", and she really touched Yin Qin's mind very thoroughly. As he spoke, he glanced at Shang Jue again, "Oh, I wonder if His Royal Highness the Prince is familiar with "Di Ce" and thinks the same as the princess?"

Fulan's tone is clearly a good look, "Emperor Ce" is written by Yin Qin, only the royal lineage, what it says is the essence of the emperor's art, supplemented by "soldiers", "war", "planning" and "governance", it can be said that the people of the royal family are vying to read, but some people say that this book is a book that can teach people to be ruthless!

If he gets the essence of this book day and night, Shang Jue is afraid that he will not be very happy......

Shang Jue didn't answer Fu Lan's words at all, and he only frowned, and Fu Lan's lack of interest "hum" didn't say much, at this moment, a few of them had already separated from the people in front of them, and the three of them were not in a hurry, Fu Lan was even more interested in the relief murals around this hall, "These murals are all portrayals of Luo's ancestors' sword-casting skills, but how can the sword forged by mortals subdue demons and eliminate demons, you look at this, even a mirage dragon can be cut under the sword...... It's really ......."

The mirage dragon is an ancient fierce beast, the first born antlers, covered in fire scales and mane, the appearance is like a Jiao, it is an extremely fierce thing, the relief carving is exquisite, but in order to highlight Luo's sword-casting technique, the mirage is being cut under the blade by a big sword, Fu Lan said and went to touch the relief antlers, "It's really a lie to these ignorant mortals......"

As soon as the word "mortal" fell, the antlers that seemed to be integrated with the wall suddenly moved, Fu Lan's face changed, and before he could say anything, he felt that his feet were suddenly empty, and at the same time, Chaoxi and Shang Jue's feet were also empty......

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