Chapter 23 Cutting the Invention Chronicles
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At this moment, it seems that the wind has frozen!
A red figure, a figure dressed in red!
In the independent wind, the clothes are fluttering!
Xia Yun opened his eyes, and when he looked behind him, he caught a glimpse of the red lotus mask again, as well as the half of the incomparably mysterious face under the mask. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this moment, he felt that this person was like a falling star shining in the sky, and like a god descending from heaven!
It's him!
It's him again!
He was the one who saved himself when he was struggling in the ice and fire and dying, and he watched himself fall off the cliff, he could have reached out and pulled him, but he...
Doubts rose from my heart, and when I saw this person for the second time after a few months, I still couldn't see his true face, he was still a cold mask, and he was still the red lotus that bloomed under the reflection of the firelight, bright as a drop!
"Who are you? Why save me twice? Xia Yun thought so in his heart, and looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't have the courage to ask at this time.
"I'm not saving you, I'm saving her!" The mysterious man in the red lotus mask said suddenly, he seemed to be able to see through Xia Yun's thoughts!
There was not the slightest emotion in the eyes of the Red Lotus Mask Man, he just used his eyes to tell Xia Yun that it was Xi Yao beside him.
I saw that the mysterious man with the red lotus mask stretched out his right hand, and the countless arrow rains in the sky seemed to be frozen in mid-air at this time, and he could no longer move half a minute!
The soldiers on the opposite side also looked at the rain of fire frozen in the air in amazement.
The mysterious man in the red lotus mask waved his hand downward, and the rain of arrows in the sky swept away and fell to the ground one after another.
At this time, the general wearing the golden armor mask also turned his head and looked at this mysterious person who appeared out of nowhere.
This person was standing alone in front of Xia Yun and Xi Yao, and there were thousands of troops on the opposite side!
Although he was alone, Xia Yun had extremely firm confidence in him: "He can save me, no... It's Xiao Yao, it's enough to save Xiao Yao! ”
At this time, the lieutenant rushed up with his sword and shouted at the mysterious man, "Who are you?" How dare you run into our general's ranks! ”
The man in red ignored him.
The adjutant general was annoyed and ordered the soldiers around him to fire the arrows again.
As countless flaming rockets shot into the sky again, a trace of red gas suddenly appeared out of thin air from around the man in red, turning into countless sword shadows in the firelight.
Although the rain of arrows in the air was dense, it could not pass through these sword shadows, and all of them were blocked.
Looking at those soldiers again, in the blink of an eye, I don't know what happened, the bows and arrows in their hands have all been cut off!
The adjutant general looked at the person opposite in surprise, and an incomparable fear rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but cry out in surprise, "Sword Qi.... It's sword energy! ”
The eyes of the Golden Armor General behind the mask also became very shocked: "Sword Saint? Is there really such a character in the Spirit God Continent? Since a thousand years ago, the Yan family had a ninth-level sword saint and almost became a god, and then no one could set foot in this realm? This man turned out to be... The spirit sword? ”
When he saw the sword behind the mysterious man in the Red Lotus Mask, his doubts were already filled with doubts.
When the soldiers saw this shocking scene, they all began to retreat one after another.
The Red Lotus Mask Man turned his back to the thousands of troops and horses opposite him and didn't seem to care at all, his tone was indifferent but his voice was very powerful: "If you dare to hurt anyone here, a tree, I will keep you here forever!" ”
General Jin Jia glanced deeply at the mysterious man, and made a gesture to the deputy general in a low voice: "Withdraw!" ”
Of course, the adjutant general understands what kind of existence the Sword Master is, although he doesn't believe that there really is such a person in this world, seeing is believing, and no one wants to throw their lives away in this inconspicuous small village.
He had no choice but to give a stupid order: "Collect the troops!" ”
Like an army blown away by the wind, the light of the torches disappeared into the night.
The wind is whispering, and the rain is falling.
Xia Yun couldn't believe the scene happening in front of him for a while, he and Xiao Yao finally escaped death!
With just a few words from this mysterious man?
"Juggernaut!" He heard the adjutant general's exclamation as he looked back at the mask, what kind of powerful being was the Sword Master? One sentence can scare off thousands of troops!
"Thank you... You, saved me! Xia Yun still spoke
The man in red didn't look at him, and lowered himself to hug Xi Yao.
Xia Yun wanted to stop it, but he didn't.
Then he knelt in front of the man: "You are so powerful, I beg you to avenge Uncle Nan!" ”
"Humph!" The man in red made a voice from his nose, and said very annoyingly: "Heh, you are too weak to beg me, and.... Your own revenge, you avenge yourself! ”
Then he picked up Xi Yao and rose to the sky, turning into a streamer!
"Where are you taking Xiao Yao?" Xia Yun shouted in the direction he left, "You come back!" Give Xiao Yao back to me....."
Xia Yun's voice was drowned out by the sound of the rain, and the man in red disappeared.
Like a nightmare, unable to wake up, Xia Yun buried Uncle Nan's body under the big willow tree in the rain in a daze.
Uncle Nan's kind face kept appearing in his mind, and he wiped his face without knowing whether it was tears or rain: "Uncle Nan, may you rest here in peace!" I will definitely avenge you, and Xiao Yao! I'll find her and take care of her! ”
Dragging his tired body, Xia Yun returned to Uncle Nan's house.
The house had been burned down for the most part, the walls were crumbling, the floor was in shambles, and black smoke was still coming out from time to time.
Xia Yun searched for a long time in the ruins before he found his broken baggage, the wooden sword repaired by his master had been burned to the length of a palm, but the three spirit runes were safe and sound, and he didn't know what material it was made of.
and the short sword that Uncle Nan made for him, the surface of which was burned black by the fire.
What surprised him even more was the broken book!
It was the old butler who taught him to read.
The corners of the book were curled, and the paper was so yellow that I couldn't even read the words on it.
He remembered that he had been able to memorize it backwards since he was a few years old, but now that it had been burned by fire, it was different!
The original dark yellow and charred pages fell off like a layer of ashes when he touched it, and in the middle of the pages there was a golden material like a spirit rune, with strange symbols engraved in red, like a small red tadpole, and like a small red flame fluttering!
Xia Yun didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he picked up his things and came to the river again.
Looking back at Mingxi Village, he spent his happiest days here, but now it has become a sad place.
In order to escape his grief, he has made up his mind to leave, with hatred and responsibility!
Looking at his own shadow in the river, Xia Yun couldn't help but be stunned again.
At this time, his hair grew to his shoulders, and he was blackened by the smoke and fire, and his face was so black that he couldn't see his face.
Although he always wanted to make himself stronger, but he was always unable to protect his loved ones at the most critical time, this kind of weak sorrow and helplessness suddenly filled his heart, he angrily threw the stone at his shadow, and suddenly the figure in the river shattered into ripples.
Xia Yun pulled out the short sword behind his back, found a stone, and sharpened it vigorously by the river.
Over and over again, until his hand was bleeding, until the shield sword began to sharpen, and then he raised the sword behind his head, twisted his hair, and slashed down!
Cutting the Invention Ambition!
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