The sword is refined by gathering the breath of the living beings of the world, and it represents the living beings of the world who have given their lives to the goddess of the four seasons, and promised the goddess of the four seasons that eternal life will not be a great evil, and if it is violated, then it will be at the disposal of the goddess of the four seasons. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This vow was made to the first goddess of the four seasons by the beings of the world at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and since then, the descendants of those who have made the promise have carried this oath in their blood, and it has been passed down from generation to generation.

Su Jian swept her sleeves, and the grass ash on the ground disappeared instantly, and she walked over with her feet raised and walked into the dark cave.

The cave became more and more gloomy, the fiery red clothes lit up the road ahead, the sound of ticking water resounded in the ears, and sometimes a few unknown bird calls could be heard, like the slender and creepy sound of the yin ghost pressing down on the throat.

"Notes!"

The familiar voice came to mind in his ears, and the red light illuminated the front, Su Jian looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes suddenly softened.

She couldn't remember this face for how many years.

In the countless dark nights before, she had heard his call countless times, but in her dreams she searched like crazy, but she could never find him, could not see him, and could not find even a single figure of him.

Night after night, I can only keep my thoughts and loneliness as my companion, and let the hot tears shed in my dreams slowly cool down until they become like the cold dew of late autumn.

Although she missed it deeply, she still calmed down and forcibly suppressed a violently beating heart.

"Daddy, where are you?"

Su Jian looked at the familiar man in front of him and said.

"Notes, I'm ......"

Before the man could finish speaking, it was like a candle in a lamp that had been blown out, and it disappeared in a flash.

Su Jian was reluctant, but he forcibly suppressed it, lowered his face, and shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword flew out and spun in the darkness in front of him, producing a little bit of fire at the moment of collision with the stone wall, of course, in the process of the sword spinning, you can also hear the screams and moans of pain from the trauma.

The long sword spun for a few moments, and as soon as Su Jian's hand stretched out, the long sword stopped moving forward, turned a corner, and flew straight into Su Jian's hand.

The moment the sword fell into Su Jian's hand, a blue fire suddenly ignited in the cave, illuminating the originally dark cave where he couldn't see his fingers.

"The goddess of the four seasons is good at swordsmanship!"

In the faint blue firelight, a middle-aged man dressed in black with a half-gold mask on his face looked at Su Jian and said with a smile, but his smile was very sinister, although the gold mask on the left half covered half of his face, but it looked more and more sinister.

"Don't dare to be, now the god of the four seasons is sitting in the palace of the four seasons, and I am far inferior to the god of the four seasons in terms of the ability to rebel and usurp the throne, but in my opinion, your Excellency is very similar to the god of the four seasons, and I believe that your Excellency will have the hope of surpassing the god of the four seasons in the near future." ”

Su Jian said to the man in the golden mask while slowly inserting the sword in his hand into the scabbard.

The man didn't feel angry because Su Jian deliberately pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, but he was a little puzzled, she shouldn't have seen that he was going to kill her, but why did she insert the sword into the scabbard.

Could it be that the curse of this Wind and Snow Cliff has suppressed her skills no longer than any more, and she feels that there is no need to use a sword?

This speculation is also possible, but the man in the golden mask does not believe it, he clearly knows that she will not be such a waste, because there is a mother and there must be a daughter.

Back then, when her mother was seriously injured and her skills were less than 20%, she was still able to kill his father, and now she must not be inferior to her mother.

"I guess, you still have a few layers of skill left, do you think there are four layers?"

The golden-masked man pretended to be leisurely, and his tone was a little imperative.

In fact, he has only one purpose, that is, to test Su Jian and spy on her reality.

Having a fluke mentality is common to everyone, but some people can't suppress it, and some people suppress it in their hearts, this kind of person he chooses to believe, but he doesn't believe too much.

The Golden Mask clearly falls into the latter category.

He believed that it was possible, but he couldn't believe it too much, because if it wasn't that possibility, he might have to pay a great price and even rule out using his life to make up for the big mistake he made by believing in this possibility.

Su Jian looked at him without speaking, which made his heart beat a drum.

He looked at the woman, as if he had seen her mother again.

The goddess of the four seasons, who is dignified and elegant and holy in the eyes of the world, looks like a monster to him, she has supreme mana, which makes people unknowable its profundity, like a spring that constantly bubbles up, and you never know when it will dry up.

The cold eyes kept staring at him, making him feel a little frightened, and he couldn't help but say in his heart that he was just a little girl who had not dried up, even though he had Yao Ling's blood flowing on his body, but compared with Yao Ling's skill back then, it was difficult to catch up with half of Yao Ling.

"I know your mother Yao Ling, she is a god admired by all people, and I actually have no grudge against her, if I talk about it in detail, she is still kind to me, if she hadn't killed my father back then, I wouldn't have taken the position of the head of the house. ”

Golden Mask continued, speaking to his father, with a hint of joy on his face.

"What does this have to do with not saying it, such a kind of kindness will take revenge on the wolf's heart and lungs, this kind of kindness, my mother does not dare to ask for it back. ”

Su Jian sneered and replied lightly.

Golden Mask continued, "Although your mother is dead, I have a way to resurrect your father, and his soul is now in my hands, I am sure you have seen it, if you give me the Four Seasons Sword, I will help you save him." ”

"I heard that Shuoyu Mountain Villa has been friendly with the Silver Bone Tribe for generations, and it seems that it is indeed good today. ”

After Su Jian finished speaking, the air condensed for a few moments, and then the golden mask smiled with relief, "I miscalculated, I didn't expect you to understand the Gu technique of the Silver Bone Tribe, yes, just now I did use the Gu technique to conjure up the father you remember in your heart." ”

"Today, you will die. ”

Su Jian said lightly, as if he was talking about something as ordinary as eating and drinking.

Golden Mask's heart shook like a thunderclap.

She stopped talking to him, her slender arm raised, and she slapped the golden mask with one palm.

Golden Mask looked at the beam of light coming out of her palm in horror, the fiery red light filled his pupils, he seemed to feel the breath of death at that moment, and the terrible feeling walked towards him step by step, but he was like a drowning person, trying to live but struggling deeper and deeper, until he became a dead corpse sinking under the water.

He had witnessed her mother kill his father, and that could not be described as astonishing.

He was secretly hiding in the shadows and watching, wanting to see his father die with his own eyes to prevent future troubles. He saw Yao Ling, the goddess of the four seasons, descend on his father like the sun, and then with a single move, he defeated his father and spat blood on the ground.

He remembered the eyes of his father when he fell to the ground when he died, and the bloodshot red eyes were filled with not only fear of power, but also worship of the supreme power.

With such a power to destroy the world, no matter who you are, you want to take it into your own hands!

At that moment, he, like his dying father, felt the gap and disparity between demonism and divine power.

He thought that Su Jian was still so young when the goddess of the four seasons Yao Ling died, and she had not yet learned many spells, even if she had the blood of the goddess of the four seasons flowing on her body, she should not be able to catch up with the goddess of the four seasons by half a point, so when he tried his best to keep himself on guard, he was actually completely slack off subconsciously.

The red light illuminated him a little blindly, and he quickly gathered all the strength of his body in his hands, ready to fight to the death.

The breath of death passed through the blue flames that danced in the cave like a cold wind, making the blue flames dance like restless souls, as if all kinds of terrifying sounds from hell could be heard.

Death seems to come a little fast!

But Golden Mask was not reconciled, he desperately used the strength of his whole body, competing with time and strength.