Chapter 9 Farewell
Rumble!
A sword shadow that was enough to cover the sky and the sun slowly slashed towards the black and white impermanence wrapped in the Yin Yang Hook Jade, and behind them was Liang Lan'er.
Oh no, this temptation has gone too far, their lives can be disregarded, but the young master's wife behind it is going to be implicated, I'm afraid that Kua Xinyun will become a demon with a thought, and the consequences will be unimaginable!
Thinking of this, black and white impermanence can't help but break out in a cold sweat, is it possible that after so many years, they are still more than successful and more than defeated?
In fact, after swinging that sword, Kua Xinyun realized that the situation was not good, because Fang Cai's epiphany made him completely immersed in comprehending the sword of listening to the wind, and almost all his actions were caused subconsciously.
But now that he has no regrets, this move can no longer be stopped, and Kua Xinyun's body seems to be imprisoned, unable to move at all, and can only watch the sword slash forward-
"Lan'er !!" tears burst out of her eyes, the grief-stricken Kua Xinyun's voice was hoarse, and the blood in her chest spit out at once.
Hate, hate your own powerlessness!
As if all the strength of his body had been drained, the pale Kua Xinyun could no longer stand firm, and suddenly fell to his knees, in grief and despair.
Feng Heng Sword fell to the ground at will.
Sou!
Suddenly, a mutation suddenly occurred.
Thunderclap!
Another thunderclap rang out in the sky.
A purple light shot out from the Fengheng Sword, and I saw that the figure gently stopped in front of the Yin Yang Hook Jade, as if the heavens and the earth had suddenly stopped.
The sword of the Wind Listening Sword stopped, hanging high in the air.
Black and white impermanence said in surprise at the same time: "It's the Lord of Souls!"
The ups and downs of life are too fast, it is really too exciting, Kua Xinyun knows very well the power contained in the sword of the sword, which is enough to destroy everything.
Since the Annihilation of Listening to the Wind can turn the Black Kui disciples into powder, then it is not a problem at all to say that a complete Listening to the Wind Sword can turn everything into dust and smoke.
If the sudden appearance of Kuajingfeng was unexpected, then what happened next was even more incredible.
What came out of the Feng Heng Sword was just a wisp of soul that was left on the sword by Listening to the Wind back then, and if you want to say that you are listening to the Wind Sword, I am afraid that no one can know better than him.
Therefore, with a slight flick of the sword finger of the wind and the wind, as if there was a target, the sword of the wind was turned to an old locust tree in the distance.
A lonely old locust tree, appearing in a vast grassland, is so outstanding, so nonsensical and ridiculous.
Rumble!
The sword finally fell, and apart from the green waves, the old locust tree was not damaged in the slightest.
However, just when nothing happened.
Roar!
A dazzling white light suddenly exploded, enveloping half of the Rab grassland in the blink of an eye.
In the vast white light, the roar, like the angry roar of a wild beast, exploded in the ears of those nomads in the Rab steppe.
"Listen to the wind with a sword, listen to the wind with a sword!" from the voice sounded extremely resentful, "Praise the wind, you ruined more than a hundred years of planning, defeated more than a thousand years of plans, and now you still want to seal me again!"
"What's that!?" said Kua Xinyun.
In the distance, next to the locust tree, a figure with a humanoid beast head appeared, and while speaking, it had already appeared nearby.
And see that there is no trace of hideous, vaguely recognizable human face, but it has slender and curved horns, and its upright posture will make people feel that everything should be like this.
The only thing that mattered was his tattered robe.
"Yo, isn't that the Prison King of our lofty status and admired by all people, why is he so embarrassed?" As if he had a heart, the black and white impermanence and sarcastic voice sounded at the same time.
He Chenlin ignored the ridicule, just walked step by step, and finally stopped when the Feng Heng Sword flew from the ground to Kua Tingfeng's hand.
After taking a serious look at the purple remnant soul, He Chenlin was suddenly in a much better mood, "Praise the wind, you are really dead, no wonder the seal is getting looser and looser, haha." β
Having said that, looking at his inexplicable unnatural expression, he also looked at Kua Xinyun, who couldn't stand steadily, from time to time, as if he was confirming something.
Kua Xinyun caressed the sword body of Feng Heng Sword, and said softly, "Xiaobei, don't hurry up and let people go." β
The tone was light, but the black and white impermanence couldn't help but kneel to the wind, and the yin and yang hook jade disappeared instantly, and said very guiltily, "Master, we are doing this so that the young master can awaken the way of the soul as soon as possible." β
The remnant soul who praised the wind could not be denied, and sighed leisurely.
At this time, Liang Lan'er only had Kua Xinyun in her eyes, and when she saw that no one stopped her, she couldn't wait to run to him and threw herself into his arms, wanting to tell her grievances one by one.
Kua Xinyun, who was lost and recovered, looked surprised, and dotingly picked up the pretty face of pear blossoms with rain and said, "Lan'er, don't cry, it's all because I ran around and didn't protect you well." β
Liang Lan'er looked at her beloved emotionally and wiped away her tears, even if she had thousands of words, it was not as tender as in his eyes.
Kua Xinyun didn't know how earth-shattering what he had just done, and the tenderness only belonged to Jiao'er in front of him.
It's as if between heaven and earth, there are only the two of them.
Regardless of the mess all around.
Gently, Kua Xinyun lowered his head.
The slender eyelashes were still hanging with teardrops, and the shy Liang Lan'er closed her eyelids like a rhino, and her dry but hot lips gently nodded on her eyes and kissed away the tears on the top.
For a moment, the two looked at each other for a long time, warm and affectionate.
Looking at the pair of villains with deep affection, the prison king also seemed to think of the beautiful and moving princess Loulan who danced on the banks of the Lop Nur River back then...
But in the blink of an eye, the beautiful lake scenery instantly turned into the blood-stained head of Loulan City...
At that moment, he was in a desperate situation, and he both killed himself miserably-
Roar, roar, roar!
"Kill, kill, kill! I will kill them all, if I can get back to the eldest princess, I would rather fall into hell than never be reborn!"
A surging resentment seemed to swallow the heavens and the earth, and He Chenlin's body exuded a pungent smell of blood and an unpleasant smell of burnt.
"Not good!" the remnant soul of the wind instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to stop itβ
Because the next moment.
He Chenlin stood behind Kua Xinyun with a hideous face.
What caught Liang Lan'er's eyes was that the bewitching and bright red claws were stabbing at Kua Xinyun...
What you want to say is often much slower than your body's reaction.
Pushed away, Kua Xinyun was stunned to see that those sharp claws pierced through Liang Lan'er's delicate body...
Blood β
Blurred vision.
In the next moment, he forced back He Chenlin, who had dyed his hands red, with a sword, followed by black and white impermanence frantically out of the sword, the Yin and Yin sword momentum, and the Yang Fu sword momentum!
Although He Chenlin has just broken the seal, his strength has recovered less than two or three percent, but he is more than capable of dealing with the black and white peerless sword momentum of the black and white impermanence.
Even if the black and white impermanence is as fast as lightning, He Chenlin can deal with it with the claws in his hands, and he is afraid that he will not be able to distinguish the result for a while.
Kua Xinyun's plain white clothes had been soaked with warm blood, and he took Liang Lan'er, who was slowly falling to the ground, with trembling hands holding the person who seemed to be leaving him at any time.
Helpless eyes, panicked clutching the bleeding wound, trembling lips not knowing what to say.
Some cold soft wattles gently stroked the frowning brows, and the pale little face had a weak smile, this is Liang Lan'er who haunted Kua Xinyun's heart...
Wind.
Gently blowing, gentle not like words.
Some scattered strands of hair hung on the shoulders of the two of them, and the people who snuggled up to each other looked at the hands that were tightly interlocked, and seemed to whisper something.
The boundless sunset, long stretching the two immature figures.
It would be great if we could get along for the rest of our lives...
A buzzing sound in his ears, a sharp stinging pain struck Kua Xinyun's mind fiercely, and the words that were still in his ears lingered quietly.
Wind.
Whirring, falling leaves, dancing happily.
The white light in the sky that the sword shadow transformed was so gorgeous and colorful in her eyes, that obsessive figure, reassuring him.
He likes to practice swords, she likes to be by his side, even if the sword shadow in the sky is so powerful, she knows that he will not make her feel a little cold.
Brother Xinyun, Lan'er is so happy, can you hug me?
Hug me more, okay?
Wind.
Shaking everything around him, his colic heart became more and more difficult to breathe.
No matter how far away the front is, no matter how sinister the front is, he always softly coaxes her to be happy, not wanting her to see a trace of displacement, not wanting her to see half a bloodstain.
In front of her, even if the shoulders are not so broad, they can fill her little heart, it is the tenderness that can overflow, she knows that he will be able to protect her.
Looking at the blood stains on his hands that gradually coagulate, today, it was he who broke his promise.
Wind.
After all, it stopped, and there was only dirt that had been overturned, and the green was mottled everywhere.
The more guilty Kua Xinyun felt in his heart, the more gentle his eyes became, that was the love that could melt Liang Lan'er's heart, how could he be willing to make her feel uneasy?
The cold little hand swayed, looking at the eyebrows that were gently smoothed by her, Liang Lan'er smiled contentedly, her pale skin flushed, she liked to see his gentle face.
Don't be afraid, I'll take you home, we're going to be together always, all the time, we've said yes.
Kua Xinyun gently held the hand that was about to be put down, clinging to his beating heart, he wanted her to know, don't leave him, otherwise he would really go crazy.
The remnant soul who praised the wind was stunned, and that was the way of the soul?
Although it was only a faint appearance, it was only possible to gain insight into the existence of the soul path by relying on that piece of spiritual jade.
This kid?
Kwa Tingfeng made up his mind.
The wind is gentle.
The wind remains.
What's the matter, here, it's just me and you.
"Ahem-" Liang Lan'er suddenly coughed up blood, and her breathing became quite weak.
ββ¦β¦ Lan Er ......" Kua Xinyun's lips trembled slightly, and the words he wanted to say were pressed in his heart, extremely suffocating.
"Brother Xinyun, Lan'erβI really want to... I really want to accompany you to the end..."Liang Lan'er's smile still hung on the corner of his mouth, making him dizzy.
Barely squeezing out a big smile, Kua Xinyun said softly, "Well, I know, I've always known it." β
"Brother Xinyun... Ahemβ" Blood gushed from his chest to the corners of his mouth again, and his face, which was still red, turned a little gray.
"Lan'er, Lan'er... Don't force it, I know it all. Kua Xinyun pressed Lan'er's soft tightly to her face, wanting to warm her little hands that were getting colder and colder.
"Brother Xinyun... Ahem..."Liang Lan'er's voice became weaker and weaker, "Something... Lan'er... Now let's not say... I'm afraid... I won't have a chance to say it later. β
Click.
A tear fell on Liang Lan'er's white face.
"Well, okay, okay, I'll listen to you. β
"No.. Don't cry, don't. Liang Lan'er stretched out her hand, wanting to wipe away the tears that kept dripping from his face.
Kua Xinyun's heart twitched, and she slowly lowered her head and gently pressed against her cold forehead, making it easier for her to touch herself.
"Dead and alive... Che Kuo, with the son... Cheng said-" Liang Lan'er's joyful voice gradually fluttered, slowly drifting to the sky.
The cold hand on his face also fell like a meteor.
Ahββ!h
Kua Xinyun looked up to the sky and roared, mourning in his heart, wanting to complain about heaven and earth.
I still remember the starry sky, on the tile ridge of the inn.
Liang Lan'er whispered the words in his ear:
Death and life are broad, and the son is said, and the hand of the son, and the son grows old.
Before that, what he said was that when he returned to the Central Plains, he would visit the church and get married.
"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son. Lan'er, heaven and earth are the proof, the sun and the moon are the evidence, we are married. β
Kua Xinyun lightly kissed Liang Lan'er's gradually cold lips, this kiss seemed to have stagnated between heaven and earth, and the flowing time seemed to stay at this moment forever.