Chapter Thirty-Four: Dead Wood Seeks Spring
The Demon Realm used to be too strong, but now the wall is down and everyone pushes it. Eliminating the Demon Sword Dao is not counted, the Evil Energy Realm and the Demon Clan are all possible enemies. With just an ordinary feather, Bai Wujian couldn't guess who was bad for the Demon Realm. But the most important thing at the moment is to clean up the mess.
Hoshino Crimson and the Dragon King, two couples, were sent to the Holy City to protect the Holy Mother long ago. And after the death of Hanxin Mu Jianzi and the others, no one knew about the internal layout of the Holy City, and the formation of the mechanism had changed, and the safety was worry-free for a while.
However, the demon clan suffered heavy casualties, and the demon leader degenerated into the form of a demon beast, and Bai Wujian was angry and felt strange at the same time.
Heavenly Demons have always adhered to the principle of "people don't offend me, I don't offend people", and the extraordinary son and the daughter of the demon leader are not good people who "knock out their teeth and swallow their stomachs". It is absolutely impossible for the Demon Sword Dao to attack the door with such fanfare.
Full of anger, the Heavenly Demon said: "When Extraordinary comes back and places the Demon Leader properly, let him contact Su Huanzhen to discuss how to deal with it." As for the daughter of the Demon Queen, a qiē move as she wishes, I won't stop it this time!"
As a demon clan, although Jade Bone Bingxin is gentle by nature on weekdays, but after experiencing a lot of ups and downs recently, Bai Wujian can't bear to see the methods of the daughter of the Demon Kui, but he also refuses to swallow his anger like this, "Regarding the daughter of the Demon Leader, Bai Wujian will arrange it after careful discussion with her, and please rest assured that the Heavenly Demon is at ease." But according to the current situation in Wulin, Extraordinary Gongzi and Su are really entangled in the Seven Stars Rebellion, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to withdraw for a while. We still need to be self-reliant, and we all work together to help the demon world get out of trouble. ”
"Hmm...... Proud of Shenzhou, you will send the Demon Leader back to the Holy City first. ”
"I'm okay with that. However, is the one in the white shirt just now the Scar of the Wind?"
Bai Wujian smiled bitterly: "Sword Demon, is that person a trace of the wind, is it important to the Demon Realm now?"
"Know, know, I'll send the Demon Leader back to the Holy City, what about you that day Demon and Bai Wuji?"
"What does the Heavenly Demon think?"
"If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone. White and Innocent...... Passing on my order, I ordered the Heavenly Officials of the Fire Age to liberate the non-virtuous ones and bring their lords here. ”
"Heavenly Demon?"
Knowing Bai Wuji's concerns, the Heavenly Demon said with a solemn expression: "A long time ago, I was obsessed with the purity of the demon bloodline and abandoned the sealing of the mutilated demons. Now that the Demon Leader can return to the Demon Clan, let alone the person who is close to my blood?"
"Well, the Heavenly Demon is wise and it is the luck of the Demon Realm, but the non-good ones have been isolated by the Demon Realm for a long time in the marginal realm, so it is inevitable that they will not feel resentful. ”
"You can rest assured that although the unkind person tends to act grotesquely, he will never betray. I know this matter in my heart, and you can let the Fire Discipline Heavenly Official do it. ”
"This ...... I see. ”
"Alas, Bai Wujian is still injured in your body, I shouldn't have let you run around. However, there is no one in the Demon Realm at the moment, so I can only work hard for you. ”
"Heavenly demons don't have to be like this, for the survival of the demon world, it is incumbent on Bai Wuji. ”
The demon world is stormy, embattled, and the heavenly demons are not chaotic, and after sending Bai Wujian away, he solemnly assured the two demon leaders.
"Demon Boss, I will definitely try to restore your body!"
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The rivers and lakes are unpredictable, and as the Demon Sword Dao action gradually comes to the table, the Seven Star Turmoil is almost coming to an end.
The warrior is arrogant and would rather die in battle than endure humiliation and steal life. Yundu Mountain to avoid trouble, the sick sword who has never liked bondage, rejected the kindness of the sword tamer and others, said goodbye to a page of the book with Fuji Dao, and went down the mountain.
There is only one canopy, and the light of the star is difficult to hide. To let the sick Jiansu and the two of them live together indefinitely, but it is more uncomfortable than death. After explaining the essence of the Xunfeng Sword and the Eight Winds Sword to the Sword Monarch, the sick sword suo returned to the Dead Wood Spring with the Fuji Sword, determined to wait for the purple star eyebrows to come to the door for a life-and-death duel.
The man leaned against the old stump of the dead tree, and the sick sword swayed his gray braids, which could not resist the worry in his heart, and sighed boringly: "It is indeed easier to wait for him to come to the door here than to look around." But Dao Boy, both of us have fought with Zixingmei, and knowing his strength, he really wants to come to the door......"
"I can handle it alone, you take the canopy and leave. ”
"What a stupid thing to say, I'm not that timid!"
Dissatisfied and angry, he waved his hand and broke a branch, but he couldn't shake away the depression in his heart, and the sick sword shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Daozai, if I don't tell you a lie, if I am killed, you have to flee quickly!"
The long white hair fluttered lightly in the wind, and the two knives were slightly stunned when they heard this, and then refused coldly in a low voice: "Impossible." If you dare to fight to the death, will I be afraid?"
"Alas, if Zi Xingmei wants to absorb the aura of the seven stars, it will take a long time. ”
The seven stars attract each other, and although the days of intersecting are short, the friendship is not shallow. is a first-class swordsman and swordsman in the world, and the two of them have their own arrogance and stubbornness. With good intentions, the sick sword didn't look at the face of the second knife, and continued to say to himself, "If you want to take the opportunity to escape with your strength, you will definitely be able to do it, you have to promise me." ”
"It's you, not me, who is leaving. Fuji Dao's brows have always been tightly frowned, so bitter that he can squeeze out the water, but today he is poking out a little smile in the bitterness, and he is not afraid.
"Yo, you're so crazy, it seems that even you have to pack it for Zixingmei!"
Among the stars in the sky, two stars leaning together were bright and dark, staggered and shining. The wind of the dead wood seeking the spring has always been cool and killing, which makes people feel chilling. There was already a hint of foreboding in the dark, and the sick sword turned his head and smiled softly, clapped his hands and asked, "Anyway, you can't avoid a battle, before that, why don't I tell you what I didn't say last time?"
The wind blows the fallen leaves and dead branches, and the sound of Xiao Suo is like a prelude to life and death, but it can't mess with the heart of the knife. Fuji Dao said indifferently: "It's a poor eight poles again, the story is too long, and I can't finish it......"
"If I don't say anything this time, I don't know if there is a chance. Alas, I used to say that no one in the world has ever served anyone. However, the persistence of the bloody battle of the poor eight poles back then has always made me admire it a lot. So retrieving Excalibur has become a goal I've been chasing for decades. The poor eight poles have also become the object of my life's desire to defeat, but unfortunately it seems that I can't do it. ”
"Kill Zixingmei, and then you go to the poor eight poles to compete with the sword. Blurting out unwavering, he asked, "What about two-thirds left?"
"The remaining half and half, Jianjun's crying follower, has top qualifications, and his character is not bad, but he still has time to hone it. I haven't known him for a long time, but he also thinks of him as a good friend. In case I die at the hands of Zixingmei, I also hope that the Eight Winds Sword will not be lost. The sick sword was casually degrading on his lips, but in his heart was the appreciation of the twelve hatreds of the sword king.
As if remembering Ye Xiaochai, who had come to the door, Fuji Dao agreed with Sick Jiansuo's words, and then asked, "What about the end?"
"Finally...... Is it so fast to the end? Hmph, the end is Shuzai. What is good about Shu Zai? Dao Zai, I will tell you, Shu Zai has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has become a well-known martial arts person, and the first time he tried the sword was to find me. ”
"It sounds like an ordinary martial artist trying the way to the sword...... So what?"
"Actually, it was only the first time I met him that his sword was complete. ”
"Huh?"
"After he tried the sword, it seemed that he had become more powerful, but in fact, it was not as good as his first sword. ”
Hearing this, Fuji Dao turned sideways and asked, "Didn't you just split the victory with him last time?"
"Isn't that different...... Shu Zhuying, if he can use the sword like at the beginning, then there is no need for him to survive. However, I am still more Karma now this sparse boy, and it is normal for people to be human. It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to make him as interesting as that old boy in Ao Shenzhou, and I'm really a little unwilling. ”
Sighing regretfully, the sick sword shook his leg and faced the Fuji knife and asked, "Okay, I've finished telling me all my regrets, what about you?"
The free and easy questioning made Fujidao's still confused heart like a deep net. In the haze of consciousness, I can't help but think of the woman who once suffered with me in Youlan Jingzhong, how is she doing now? In addition to the name of the sword king, if you want to break free from the shackles of life that does not belong to you, do you have any other goals?
It is difficult to speak, time does not wait for others, and the second knife has no time to leave an answer for the sick sword, and the heavy footsteps of Zixing's eyebrows have already broken the dead branches on the ground, carrying the rolling killing wind whistling.
"Hmph, Sword King and Sword King, two at a time, it saves a lot of trouble. ”
Angry, Zixingmei sneered, looking at the audience. After being stimulated, an evil aura came out of his body, and the white clothes were agitated without wind, and the gods looked back.
Compared to this, the sick sword did not change his usual habits, left the old stump he leaned on, stood firmly, picked up the Eight Winds Sword and tilted his head, and sneered back.
"Yes, I will kill you with the knife, it will really save a lot of trouble!"
ps: The missing person is not the master of the good class, the blood of the heavenly demon, his subordinates are more powerful, and the positioning of the main drama is not low...... Who wants this trick? The trouble is sent to the new trick, of course, it has to match his identity, otherwise I can only make it up myself.