Chapter XVII

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Ling'er knew that as soon as this sword came out, she would definitely die! She wasn't afraid, she just didn't believe that he, Shen Qianxun, would really kill herself like this! And with Ling'er's cultivation and talent, he has every chance to dodge this fatal blow in the blink of an eye. Although it is not said that it can be retreated, at least it cannot be fatal.

But she didn't, and she wanted to test her guess with her own life. She guessed that Shen Qianxun would stop at the last moment, and she would definitely get it!

At this moment, Shen Qianxun no longer had any distracting thoughts, and one of them wanted to kill the white-clothed fox demon in front of him. Time froze at this moment, the Demon Suppression Sword approached little by little, and Mo Yi Mo Shuang knew that the Dao had reached the point of no return, and his eyes widened in shock.

At this critical moment, when life and death were at stake, Ling'er was just unusually calm. The blade of the sword was close to the throat, and the only thing that Ling'er and Shen Qianxun tacitly knew was that they seemed to have seen Ling'er's blood gushing out and how it looked when she was dying.

"Die!" All the spiritual power is pushed into the sword. Ling'er closed her eyes calmly. "Stop!" A deafening shout resounded through the sky. At this moment, an unknown spirit sword blocked the demon suppression sword in Shen Qianxun's hand in time and slashed it aside.

It was still a millimeter away, Shen Qianxun put away the sword in time, and looked at the person who came, puzzled and surprised. "Ling'er can't be killed."

"Master! How...... How are you? "Shen Qianxun's eyes are full of incredible." Xun'er, this little fox can't be killed now! Qing Shui put away the spirit sword and blocked in front of Ling'er, as if he was afraid that Shen Qianxun would not be able to control it again and accidentally hurt Ling'er. The situation has come to a big reversal, and Shen Qianxun can't figure it out even after racking his brains, why did the master appear at this time?

"What's going on?" Shen Qianxun was eager to know the answer. "The reason for this, the teacher will tell you, but now she can't kill her." Qing Shui explained to Shen Qianxun in a slow voice.

Shen Qianxun knew that since the master did this, there must be his reason, but it was a pity that he was only a little short of killing her here. "Xie Lu, thank the old man for saving his life." Ling'er, who was standing behind Qing Shui, reacted, it was the white-robed old man in front of him who pulled himself back from the edge of anger.

Ling'er didn't rejoice, but she was a little regretful, until the last moment, she still didn't believe that Shen Qianxun would kill her with his own hands. Qing Shui didn't pay attention to Ling'er, but said to Mo Yimo Shuang on the side: "Why don't you go back to your master?" "Mo Yi Mo Shuang really can't accept this big ups and downs. It wasn't until Qing Shui told them that he came back to his senses, and quickly stepped forward to ask Ling'er: "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Ling'er shook her head slightly, "I'm fine, how are you?" "The two sisters didn't just say that it was okay." Miss, let's go into town. After hesitating for a moment, Ling'er nodded slowly: "Let's go." Before leaving, Ling'er secretly glanced back at Shen Qianxun, and couldn't see his face, only his back.

Fortunately, his back is as familiar as when he was on the mountain, and he can still speed up the beating of Ling'er's seven-trick exquisite heart. Looking back, looking at the outline of Jixuan City in the distance, I secretly thought to myself, will one day, when you and I meet, we will not fight each other, and we can sit down calmly and talk about each other's thoughts?

On the outskirts of the city, Qing Shui and Shen Qianxun stood side by side. "Why is that?" Shen Qianxun asked first, needless to say, he also knew what Shen Qianxun was asking. Qing Shui looked in the direction of Mount Saga, and said after a while: "Xun'er, that day, the Mirror Hall and his party, what you saw was the catastrophe of the world a hundred years later. But ......" Qing Shui paused, and Shen Qianxun hurriedly asked, "But what?" ”

Qing Shui glanced at Shen Qianxun and said seriously: "But before that, the world will face an inevitable disaster. And the one who resolved this disaster was the fox! So, now it can't be killed. Shen Qianxun was confused, he didn't understand why the white fox would confuse the demons in the world after a hundred years; And at this time, he is the only person who can help the world through disasters?

What kind of secret is hidden in this fox? Too many questions converged in Shen Qianxun's mind, and he didn't know where to start. "Xun'er, your task now is to keep an eye on the fox demon's every move, and restrain her actions before the natural disaster comes, so as not to cause her demonic nature to become obsessed and hurt the world."

"The apprentice has written it down, so now, the apprentice will go and keep an eye on the fox demon." Shen Qianxun adjusted his kindness and asked Qing Shui about his next move. Qing Shui closed his eyes slightly and nodded. Shen Qianxun finished saluting his master, turned around and walked in the direction of Jixuan City.

Because Mo Yi Mo Shuang and the others were injured, they only found a nearby inn and prepared to rest for two days. Walking into an inn called Xin Yue, Ling'er walked in first, "Shopkeeper, come to two upper rooms." The man raised his eyes and looked at the visitor, and said with a smile: "This girl, I'm really sorry, there is only the last room left in the shop." ”

"One or the other." Anyway, they are all women, and one room is much better than sleeping outside. Besides, Mo Yimoshuang's injuries are not serious or not, so he can't delay. "Then ......" Before Xiao Er finished speaking, a clear word came from outside the door, interrupting Xiao Er's decision.

"This is the last room, I want it." As he spoke, a man walked in from outside the inn. Ling'er turned around, only to see that the man was dressed in gold and had black hair, his clothes and hair were fluttering, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, lined with a figure hanging in mid-air, like a god descending into the world.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light. The smooth and fair face is full of angular coldness; dark and deep eyes, glowing with a charming color; The thick horizontal eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful face all show off nobility and elegance.

"This son, it seems that we came first, right?" Ling'er said politely to the man. When the man heard this, he turned his eyes and said to Ling'er with a smile: "Oh? Yes, but it's useful below, so why don't you look elsewhere? "It's still polite.

The kind-hearted Ling'er had no idea at this time, but Mo Yi Moshuang's injury could not be delayed, and she really needed to rest, Ling'er hesitated, she really didn't know how to refuse others. However, Mo Shuangling, the younger sister on the side, said to the brocade-clothed man with sharp teeth: "Hey, obviously we came first, you are a big man, and you are still competing with women, you are really not ashamed." ”

Ling'er wanted to step forward to stop it, but Mo Yi dragged Ling'er on the side, meaning to ask Mo Shuang to say. When the man heard this, he didn't get angry, but still smiled politely and said, "What the girl said is that you can take a fancy to this place, how about it?" ”

The shopkeeper, who didn't know what was going on on the side, watched the smell of gunpowder on both sides gradually become stronger, and hurriedly stepped forward to relieve the siege: "Don't quarrel with the two, it's better to be like this, there is a vacant room upstairs, this is the room of the old shopkeeper of the small shop, the old shopkeeper goes back to his hometown to play the piano, and the small one can be cleaned up for the two?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Shuang glanced at the man vigorously, turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "I don't care, we have to live in a guest room anyway." "This" shopkeeper looked at Ling'er and the man in embarrassment, not knowing who to listen to.

"I was rude just now, and the girl lives in the guest room." The man in gold bowed his hand to Ling'er. Ling'er smiled faintly: "It's okay, Mo Yimo Shuang, let Xiao Er take us upstairs." Xiao Er nodded and bowed to the man, signaling himself to go up first, and the man nodded slightly.

In the room, Ling'er asked Mo Yimoshuang's injury with concern: "How is it, is there anything wrong?" Mo Yi waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just that it hurts the flesh and skin, and it's good to recuperate for two days." Miss is tired, so let's go and rest on the couch. Ling'er shook her head and sat gloomily on the left. I couldn't help but think about the scene on the outskirts of the city.