Li Guo's child daughter-in-law is here.

She didn't know why, but she put on the white clothes that Li Guo had when she first saw her. The corners of her clothes blown by the wind in the house made her look like a white magnolia blown into the sky by the spring breeze.

And the "unsheathed" under her feet, the slender sword body glowed with a cold blue light, like a night pearl in the deep sea, even if it was broad daylight, it couldn't hide the glow from the inside out.

Compared with the glorious sword on the table, the unsheath is more restrained and quiet. But in terms of momentum, it steadily suppressed Zhan Lu, who was shaking the tiger's body.

If Zhan Lu has the temperament of a generation of emperors, then it has become Li Zhi in front of the sheath. And out of the sheath, it seems to be Wu Zetian......

"Mo Chou, why are you here?" Li Guo withdrew his hand, walked to Mo Chou's side, and hugged her off the sword: "Why are you wearing this dress again?" ”

Mo Chou opened his mouth, a little embarrassed: "New clothes Mo Chou can keep for the New Year......

Li Guo was suddenly gloomy, how sad Mo Chou's words were...... Just by virtue of her appearance and ability, this is not a good word, find a Shanxi coal boss with a net worth of five or six billion, that is a random matter, and she will definitely not be a second wife.

But with Li Guo, a few Li Ning Sen horses had to be kept for the New Year. This really gave Li Guo a resounding slap in the face.

"Xianggong, don't worry about these irritating matters." Mo Chou pointed to Zhan Lu on the table: "It was out of the sheath to tell Mo Chou that there was a magic weapon to be born, so Mo Chou rushed to take a look." I didn't expect to smell Xianggong from afar. ”

Mo Chou's words were good, but when he heard these words in Li Guo's ears, he always felt that something was wrong, or awkward. Why did you smell the plum fruit from afar......

And seeing Mo Chou and Li Guo sweetly, Xiaoxue girl walked over with a smile on her face: "The sword fairy is the sword fairy, you can feel it." ”

Mo Chou glanced at Xiaoxue's sister, and turned his head to look at Li Guo: "Xianggong, if you want to take a concubine." According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, you must first consult with Mo Chou, and then report to the government and obtain documents before you can take a concubine. ”

Mo Chou's words made Li Guo and Xiaoxue's expressions stiffen to the side, and the two of them glanced at each other, and they really couldn't think of how to deal with the whimsy of a natural girl like Mo Chou......

Fortunately, on the window outside, there was still a cheerful bird spirit: "Daxian, it depends on your ability, my sister Xue is the best, you can't bear it." Also, I saw that 110 and the fire brigade had already entered the community, and there were at least 50 grandchildren downstairs who asked me to jump quickly, are you hurrying up? ”

Li Guo touched his forehead, pinched Mo Chou's nose and shook it: "Don't talk about this, hurry up and get down to business." ”

Mo Chou proudly straightened his chest: "Xianggong, then you should be careful." When Fang Mo Chou came over, he felt that although this sword was far from Xiang Gong's disabled Zhijian, but Xiang Gong still couldn't control his disabled Zhijian, and there was a heroic righteousness on this sword, if he had crooked thoughts, this sword qi would hurt people. ”

Li Guo nodded, and glanced at the nervous Xiaoxue girl on the side: "Do you still have anything to explain?" Without me, I'm going to go. ”

"Brother, the road is your choice. As long as you don't regret it. Xiaoxue girl said that a cloud of white light condensed in her hand, and splashed down from the top of Li Guo's head: "It's still ...... Also, don't be so intense in the future, the wound on your neck almost hurt the blood vessels......"

Xiaoxue's words suddenly made Mo Chou blush, and he couldn't even speak, so he pushed Li Guo to draw his sword again and again.

Of course, Li Guo was also full of embarrassment, so he also walked to Zhan Lu's side with his head buried and took a few deep breaths: "I'm going to do my work!" ”

As he spoke, Li Guo closed his eyes, pressed his hand on the hilt of Zhan Lu's sword, and began to communicate with a sword according to the spiritual power taught by Uncle Shusoul.

Mo Chou was also duty-bound, she let the sheath be divided into dozens of small swords, and surrounded Li Guo in a circle, and then a layer of light curtain bloomed on each sword, tightly surrounding Li Guo.

These Li Guo didn't know anything anymore, and he called this Zhan Lu's name wholeheartedly in his heart, hoping that there would be another voice to respond to him like in the TV series.

But he was disappointed, this sword was not as good as Mo Chou's unsheathed at all, and he remembered that Sister Unsheath had taught Li Guo a lesson with her practical actions. And this Zhan Lu, apart from the buzzing in his head, can't even tell the male and female......

Li Guo didn't know how much the spiritual synchronization rate between himself and this Zhan Lu had reached, but he could still hear the bird spirit scolding the onlookers downstairs, as well as the exchange between Mo Chou and Sister Xue, but now all this is gone.

And not only the disappearance of the voice, but also the fragrance of the food on the table, the light in front of him, the coldness of the hand holding on the hilt of the sword, and the cold wind blowing in from the broken window, these chaotic feelings all disappeared in Li Guo's world.

All that's left is endless darkness and a feeling of vertigo that is falling rapidly.

In the process of falling, Li Guo always felt that something was flickering in his head. But because the speed is too fast, I can't see anything clearly. So in order to see those things clearly, Li Guo had to brace his spirits to browse through the things that flashed in his mind.

It wasn't until he was almost bleeding from concentration that he could vaguely tell what these connected things were.

Movie!

That's right, it's a movie!

Li Guo found that this flashing picture was connected together to become a fragmented movie. There is no protagonist, only antagonist, no sound, only picture.

He watched silently, the shooting angles of these pictures, if he guessed correctly, should have been shot from Zhan Lu's perspective. The picture is filled with blood, broken bodies, frightened eyes, and a desire for life.

Gradually, Li Guo no longer had the heart to look at these things. But when he had such thoughts, he couldn't stop himself.

He vaguely felt that this was Zhan Lu telling him something in a silent way.

But what is this?

Li Guo didn't know.

Countless faces of fear, sadness, or determination flew away from Li Guo's eyes, gradually drifting away.

The whole tone is unusually dark.

And Xiaoxue girl said that Zhan Lu is a heroic sword. The souls of these swords know that they are all people who should be killed. But Li Guo didn't know why he felt an inexplicable sadness.

Wrong! Li Guo reacted suddenly. These are not his thoughts, but the thoughts of Zhanlu, who has these memories.

It's grieving! As a sword, a sword that kills, a sword that should be taken to kill from birth, in grief.

But in this sadness, there is a vague sense of unhesitation, a heroic unhesitation. Zhan Lu has that kind of emotion even if I don't want to, but I have to, very contradictory and tormented, as if holding back tears to tell people about my grievances.

The playback speed of the picture gradually slowed down. Li Guo also felt that he was no longer falling, and Li Guo, who stopped in a void, didn't know when he had burst into tears.

He gently wiped the tears from his face and let out a long sigh: "You, don't want to kill?" ”

No voice, no answer.

"But you have to kill?" Li Guo didn't care if there was an answer, but continued: "Really? ”

Still no answer, still no voice.

Li Guo was also silent, he saw the specific meaning of the word "killing" from countless desperate expressions, but he also really understood the meaning of the phrase "one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither".

He is not a careerist, and there are no earth-shattering grand schemes. Li Guo just wants to make his life safer and make the people around him safer. However, Zhan Lu, as a murder weapon and a murderous sword, told Li Guo a bloody truth - no one in this world can do what they want.

Li Guo was very complicated in his heart.

He was thinking about whether he could erase a fresh life at the critical moment. Maybe, maybe not. After all, no one in this world dares to pat their chests and tell everyone that they like to kill.

But soon Li Guo calmed down, he adjusted a comfortable posture in the void, still in the tone of self-deprecation: "No wonder people say that mental illness is contagious." I almost got mad from you. I said, can't you just look at the world from a different perspective? ”

Li Guo's words seemed to provoke something, and a buzzing sound sounded in his ears.

"You're asking me? Actually, I don't know. Li Guo teased heartlessly, this mentally ill sword: "If you can think about things, you can understand what is wrong and right." In fact, I don't like to kill, my family always asks the second uncle next door to come over to help when they kill chickens during the New Year. But you have to understand one thing, there are some things that you don't choose. People, live for a lifetime, don't you just want to have peace of mind and a clear conscience? ”

There was silence again, but this time it didn't last long, and soon the hum became short and rapid.

"I really don't know, anyway, I promise you, until I have to, I'll treat you as a cool prop. That's all right, right? Li Guo teased with an indifferent face: "I still don't believe it, if I don't kill someone, I won't be able to live for the rest of my life." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Li Guo's eyes suddenly opened up, and the noise around him hit again. The sound of the bird scolding the street and the loudspeaker of the policeman's uncle downstairs have already made the place full of people.

And Li Guo's hand was still held on Zhan Lu. The wanton light on Zhan Lu's body has completely disappeared, and the righteous breeze like an electric fan has also disappeared without a trace.

But Li Guo always felt that something was wrong, because holding Zhan Lu, he felt as if Zhan Lu was brewing something, like a big ebb tide before a tsunami.

"Xianggong, don't move!" Mo Chou reminded Li Guo outside the circle: "Congratulations to Xianggong, this sword is about to return to the spirit." ”

"Returning to the Spirit?" Li Guo looked at the worried Xiaoxue girl and the excited Mochou girl: "What is that?" ”