Chapter Eighty-Three: It's Hard to Stand with a Sword
The man casually removed the cloak on his head, revealing a young face, looking back at the abyss-like ruins, and said: "Poor people, hard work, shrinking clothes and dieting for a lifetime to accumulate that little money for the elderly, but when they got old, they fell ill and died early. Therefore, having a life to earn money does not necessarily mean having a life to spend. ”
He was not very tall, with a round face and large bright eyes, and he looked no more than the age of his crown.
However, although his face was immature, his words seemed to see the world.
Liu was silent. He didn't respond, he didn't even shake his head or nod his head, if this time was like before, he didn't need to be dissuaded by others, he would definitely not go in and join in the fun.
But this time it was different, and when he got here, he noticed something different.
But the problem was not him, but the sword on his waist kept vibrating extremely strongly, and if he hadn't suppressed it, the sword would have flown away on its own.
This shocked and puzzled him.
You must know that this sword has been with him for many years, and its performance is only a little special. If you use this sword, it is still unsatisfactory compared to the objects of the magic weapon and the like.
He stared at the boy and asked, "Who are you?"
He found that in his mind, there was no character who could overlap with the boy.
This is not surprising, the people who enter here, everyone is ready to do a few things that offend people, and it is naturally better to conceal them, after all, they will still meet in the future after leaving here.
The young man said, "Situ Jingyi." ”
"Situ Jingyi of the White River Sect?" asked Liu Qiao, with this person's information in his mind.
Five years ago, he was accepted by Baihe Zhenren and became the youngest disciple of Zhenren. It is rumored that he is extremely talented, but he is not very old, and I don't know what his temperament is.
"It's for nothing that you want me to help you. Situ Jingyi said lightly: "I guess you have noticed the abnormality here. With your status, I don't think you should go in. ”
Hearing that the young man mentioned Yuan Baibai's name, Liu Miao couldn't say anything for a while, he stretched out his hand to clench his fist and said, "Thank you Brother Situ for your kindness." But in the next place, you must go through it here. ”
Situ Jingyi said helplessly: "Do you have to do this?"
Liu Wan nodded: "It must be so." ”
Situ Jingyi shrugged his shoulders: "Let's go, I'll go in with you." ”
Liu Miao didn't agree immediately, and only nodded after being silent for a long time.
Just because he heard it, Situ Jingyi, who was younger than him, muttered impatiently: "Can you do it, grinding and chirping with a girl." ”
However, men can't say no.
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It is said that the darkness is the dawn.
Liu Xiao felt that this matter was not absolute. Especially after he and Situ Jingyi walked through the dark hole.
There was still no light in front of him. Because it's a bit gray here, it's like a monotonous and boring picture painted with black brush and ink.
Unfortunately, instead of mountains and water, there is loneliness and desolation.
It was a ruined temple, stretching for more than a dozen miles, but that didn't tell the whole story. Liu Xiao believed that there were also traces of the past buried in the dark area beyond the edge of sight.
He looked at the Dao Guanghua that appeared from time to time with deep eyes, and was silent.
Guanghua had no sound, but when it fell into the eyes, it was extremely noisy and chaotic, and their appearance broke the silence here.
You don't have to think much about it to know that it is the cultivator who came in before, and in Situ Jingyi's mouth, Liu Qiao already knew that in the past few days, there have been about twenty people who have entered here.
"Where should we go?"
Situ Jingyi asked slowly.
Liu Miao said lightly: "Wait a little longer." ”
He was very calm, but the left hand holding the long sword had already fainted with green tendons, obviously secretly increasing the power of the long sword.
At this point, the sword vibrated even more violently, and it didn't take long to give him clear guidance.
"Not good!" a clear drink came from Situ Jingyi next to him.
Liu faintly looked at him with a puzzled look.
Situ Jingyi stared at a jade plaque in his hand tightly, and said eagerly: "It's the person who came here from Caiwei Mountain who has something unusual, he blocked the heavenly machine outside the big array before, and there is no way to receive the summons. It was only when I arrived here that I realized that something was unusual. ”
Cai Wei Mountain is attached to the Baihe Sect, and it is understandable that Situ Jingyi is so eager.
Liu Miao thought for a while and asked, "Where is it?"
After seeing Situ Jingyi's magic decision fall on the jade plate, he pointed to the left front: "It's there." ”
Liu Miao raised his eyes and looked at it, with a faint trace of worry in his eyes. It seemed a little darker and more oppressive than elsewhere, and it didn't look like a good place.
But although it was not good, it happened to be the direction that the sword gave him guidance tonight.
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When Liu Xiao and Situ Jingyi came to a dilapidated hall, they found disordered Yuan Force fluctuations, obviously after a fierce battle.
There just is. A figure flashed by, and in one fell swoop into the side hall.
Liu Miao didn't want to think about it, so he heard Situ Jingyi say: "I'm bothering you to help me take care of Miaomeng." ”
Liu was stunned for a moment, turned his head again, and found that Situ Jingyi's figure was gone, and only the empty voice echoed in the hall.
He shifted his gaze to the woman who was lying on the ground.
The woman wore a green gauze dress, and except for a few tears of her shirt revealing snow-white skin, even her face was hidden under her arms and messy hair.
Liu Miao didn't think about it, knowing that the woman lying on the ground was a wonderful dream, because there was no one else except her here.
Through the slightest trace of spiritual perception, it can be found that the woman is extremely injured and has become angry. He hurried over and leaned over to help him up.
But when Liu Miao leaned over, a white and tender jade hand fell on his chest first.
didn't have time to think about it, in a hurry, Liu Xiao couldn't show any expression on his face, he could only rely on instinct to accumulate his own strength frantically, no matter the essence or yuan power in his body, they all condensed and gathered in his chest.
But he was still knocked out by an irresistible force. It was like a sandbag slamming against a wall and sliding to the ground.
"Ahem"
He struggled to his feet, his right hand clutching his chest. However, the originally tall figure was difficult to straighten, and there was a slight flush on his face, but it didn't look normal.
"Aren't you the dream of Caiwei Mountain?"
There was not much emotion in Liu Qiao's gaze, because any emotion was superfluous.
"I still am. ”
Miao Meng had already gotten up and was quietly tidying up her makeup. Apparently trying to make himself look less embarrassed.
Women pay attention to their grooming at all times.
Liu Miao had to admit that this was a beautiful woman, but her thin lips were a little indifferent and ruthless.
However, she does seem to be a ruthless woman.
It's just that Miao Meng didn't have much joy after she hit her hand, and there was a trace of paleness on her face, as if she had been slapped by her.
Liu said weakly: "Then it won't be in the future?"
Miaomeng pursed her lips lightly and shook her head, her beautiful face full of tangle and sadness. It's as if the man in front of him is a lover who is about to be separated.
Suddenly, a golden light flickered in front of Liu Xiao's eyes, and then he felt a breeze blowing on his face, and then a figure suddenly appeared in the main hall, right next to Miaomeng.
He skillfully stretched out his big hand and gently supported Miaomeng's slender waist. Then he pulled hard, and took the jade man into his arms.
At first, Miaomeng's face was full of panic, and after smelling the familiar smell and seeing the person clearly, the idea of struggling gave up in despair.
But she was still like a frightened rabbit, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and her body shrank unconsciously.
The man laughed because of the woman's behavior.
Seeing the figure clearly, Liu Miao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, frowned, and said, "Zhuo Gaoming." ”
"Haha, that's good. It seems that even if you meet once, it will leave a good impression on you. ”
It's not shallow, but it's not deep, but it's enough to be remembered.
He was smiling and flamboyant. But in an instant, his laughter stopped abruptly, and his face immediately fell.
The change was abrupt, as if someone had been grabbed by the throat with a pair of big hands. However, it was not a pair of hands that stopped him, but a sword.
Even if the sword is ugly, it is a sword after all. Then whoever is pointed at by the sword will not have a very good face.
His face was also cold, even a little blue, as if he had been frozen in the winter and had lost his blood. So his voice was also cold: "You don't want to know the reason for all this?"
The corners of Liu Wan's mouth raised, and he sneered: "It's nothing more than talking about some face-saving things in the sect, it's really not energetic." He finally straightened up, his right hand holding the sword flat in front of his chest without a hint of trembling.
The sharp sword aura is hidden and not released, which can make people even more fearful.
Zhuo Gaoming sighed: "What you said is almost the same, I am just for the face of the Enlightened Sect, and it has nothing to do with the surname Fan." But it's a little bit of a point. ”
Liu was stunned, his eyes became cold, and his heart was a little cold.
The suspense didn't last long, and Zhuo Gaoming broke through the heavens: "Brother Situ, come out, it's not interesting to hide it." Besides, I can't let my brother do this evil thing alone. ”
As the words fell, a figure around the corner stepped out, wearing a cloak to cover his face.
However, Liu Miao knew that under the cloak was a young and immature face, because he was Situ Jingyi who was tracking the enemy's shadow.
Situ Jingyi took off his cloak, and his face also looked involuntarily. He said helplessly: "I'm sorry Brother Liu, in fact, I think you are quite good." When the words began, and the tone rose like a boat, he added: "You are not wrong, but for me this is the fault, the fault is wrong, I am not the only one who thinks you are not bad." ”
This strange explanation is really difficult for outsiders to understand. But Liu Miao understood that he was in it and was not an outsider.
But it's good to know why. After all, the shot has already been made, and only the wrist can solve the problem.
However, Liu Miao still had a doubt, "More than 100 people in the Quartet Realm have come here, and there are at least fifteen people in the Nanli Realm on this trip. No matter how you say it, three or five of these fifteen people are from the forces that are attached to your Enlightened Sect. Why didn't you waste so much effort to kill me sooner?"
Zhuo Gaoming was stunned for a moment, stopped the big hand that stirred the spring up and down, and said, "You don't even know what happened?"
Liu was puzzled: "What's the matter?"
Situ Jingyi spread his hands and said: "We can't go back for the time being, the token of Tianyi is covered by the heavenly machine, even the immortals can't look here, and they can't even perceive everything here." ”
Liu Qiao's heart gradually sank with these words,