The sky gradually brightened, and a round of red sun slowly rose at the end of the east side of the old mountain forest, as red as the blood that had flowed yesterday. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe early morning wind blows the treetops, like the sound of the waves floating into the sky with the falling leaves.

In late autumn, the morning in the mountains is still very cold.

Zhang Liang felt a little cold slapping on his face.

Is it dewy? Yes, right. Why is there dew and where am I?

Some images flashed in Zhang Liang's mind, his heart twitched violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes and struggled to get up.

The burned bonfire was smoking, and the clearing was wide enough that it seemed to burn all night without causing any fire. The blood spirit array on the ground was wiped out, and the blood inside disappeared completely. Zhang Liang's memory of the group of vicious militants is gone, and even the companions who went up the mountain with him do not know where they have gone.

Zhang Liang looked at all this in surprise, and touched his body and cheeks again, how could there be the slightest scar.

So, is that a nightmare?

Zhang Liang watched as everything related to the memories of the horror disappeared.

But why is this memory so clear?

Zhang Liang suddenly laughed, suspecting that he was either caught or evil. How is that possible?

"What are you laughing at?"

A faint voice came from behind with a bit of banter.

Zhang Liang turned his head sharply, and a young man was standing behind him and looking at him with a smile.

"You are?" Zhang Liang remembered this face, which appeared in that terrifying memory. Now he was standing in front of him again. Zhang Liang's heart throbbed again, whether it was a dream or not.

There was a hint of warmth in the man's narrow eyes, and he said softly, "Just call me Mr. Xiang." How's that, move around, isn't there anything wrong with your body? ”

Is your body okay? Zhang Liang's mind was so exquisite, he suddenly had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he said bitterly for a long time: "Last night。。。。。。 ”

Mr. Xiang hesitated for a moment and sighed: "I'm sorry. ”

Zhang Liang's body shook suddenly, and he unconsciously let out a miserable laugh. Sure enough, those people were still really dead. His own brother。。。。。。 Zhang's conscience is like a knife. At the same time, he remembered something and hurriedly continued to ask, "What about my brothers?" Is it the group of people who were still lying there, and what about me, my sword? ”

Mr. Xiang replied with a smile: "Your group of friends are fine, they were sent down the mountain by my strong partner a long time ago, and they should have arrived home a long time ago." As for the sword。。。。。。 ”

The young man gently handed the sword to Zhang Liang from behind his back: "I came here for this sword, but it seems that I can't take it back." ”

Zhang Liang listened to Mr. Xiang's words and looked at the magical sword again, thinking back to the terrifying and bizarre scene yesterday, and feeling that his body had recovered to health, and asked curiously with three points of fear and seven points: "Mr. Xiang, you and your partner are magicians?" Or is it a specific feature? And was that old man yesterday a monster? And where did that big snake come from? ”

When Mr. Xiang heard this, he smiled dumbly: "Special function, maybe." Sorcerer, you're right. We are "people of the mountains and seas", and you can understand that we are relatively special people with some special abilities. ”

Zhang Liang's eyes flashed again and again, and he raised the sword in his hand and asked boldly, "I saw that old man yesterday in someone else and my brother。。。。。。 A white light was drawn out of their heads and injected into here, what was that white light? ”

"That's their soul." Mr. Xiang also looked at the sword deeply.

Zhang Liang's breathing became short, and he guessed correctly. His own brother, his brother's soul is in this sword! Zhang Liang suddenly knelt down in front of Mr. Xiang, and his head was low: "Mr. Xiang, I know that you are a person with great ability. My brother's soul is contained in this sword, please Mr. Xiang save my brother! Zhang Liang is an idler in the village, and he has little ability, but he still has a cheap life. As long as I can save my brother, whatever you ask me to do, I'm willing! ”

Mr. Xiang looked at Zhang Liang, who was kneeling down for a long time in front of him, and said with a long sigh and some regret: "Zhang Liang Xiaoyou, I'm really sorry, I may have some so-so tricks, but how to extract the soul from this sword and then return the soul to people is not what I am good at." ”

Zhang Liang's creeping body trembled violently, as if he was enduring great grief.

"Still."

This turn made Zhang Liang raise his head sharply, and he listened to Mr. Xiang's next words expectantly.

"But just because I can't do it doesn't mean that others can't. Maybe someone can help you. Mr. Xiang thought a little.

Zhang Liang cried with joy, the twenty-year-old guy's face was full of snot and tears, he touched his face a few times with his dirty hands sticking to the soil, and kowtowed vigorously: "Please ask Mr. Xiang for help!" Please Mr. Xiang help! ”

Mr. Xiang shook his head with a wry smile, and with a support of his right hand, Zhang Liang felt like his head was slammed on the soft foam wall, and he couldn't worship it anymore: "Okay, okay, I'm not your elder and I'm not a deceased, and you worship me like this makes me feel uncomfortable." Get up! ”

Zhang Liang hurriedly stood up respectfully.

"You have to tell me first, why didn't you let that Song family kid snatch this sword. Let's talk as we go down the mountain. Mr. Xiang smiled and led Zhang Liang to prepare to return to the mountain.

Zhang Liang knew that his brother was still saved, and his heavy mood suddenly brightened a lot. He recalled the scene of the fight with Song Qingshi last night, and told it carefully.

Mr. Xiang's eyes flashed when he heard this. After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he couldn't help but praise: "Your luck is really good, this kid." This Chixiao Sword Song family has been planning for so long, and it was melted away by you unconsciously. And if my guess is correct, there is a good chance that Chixiao's new sword soul will be your brother! ”

Zhang Liang stood abruptly and sniffed suspiciously: "What do you mean?" ”

"Song Ling's Blood Spirit Array is very vicious. Use human blood to activate the formation, and then use Song Ling's own essence blood to fix the Chixiao sword body. He used the White Dragon Soul Restraint Technique to pull out the soul and hit the sword body in order to use the living soul to disperse Chixiao's original ancient sword soul, so that he could finally inject a new soul as a new sword soul for manipulation. If the Song family kid wants to receive this sword, he must rely on the blood spirit array presided over by his grandfather's essence blood as the core, so that he, who is also the blood of the Song family, can smoothly stain the blood into the new sword soul and fuse Chixiao. And you. ”

Mr. Xiang smiled happily and said, "And if you don't have the help of your elders and the guidance of the Blood Spirit Array, your own blood will melt into it so hard, and you can also melt the sword into your body." That means that your blood and this new sword soul have an incomparably tacit resonance. Do you understand what I mean? ”

Zhang Liang was shocked when he heard this. He remembered that the sword had melted into his body to complete the thrilling counter-kill. He didn't save his brother's tragedy, but relied on his brother's soul to save his life. Zhang Liang's heart is indescribably bitter and bitter.

"If that's the case, then your brother can really come back to life!" Mr. Xiang said to Zhang Liang with a serious face, and with a light wave of his left hand, Daniel Zhang's body appeared without warning, floating quietly in the void.

Zhang Liang's heart was shocked, and he walked to his brother's body in a daze, raising his hand to rub Daniel Zhang's painfully deformed cheek. Tears blurred his eyes again. In a moment, Daniel Zhang's body disappeared faintly, as if it was just an illusion.

"I can take care of your brother's body. Don't worry, because of some of my small means, my brother's body will never be damaged and rotten. Mr. Xiang's narrow black eyes shone brightly, "But if you want him to wake up again, it's up to you." ”

"What should I do!" Zhang Liang hurriedly answered.

"Join Haishan!" Mr. Xiang stared at Zhang Liang directly, "Since you fused the Chixiao Sword with blood into your soul, in a sense, you don't belong to this small village, you don't even belong to this ordinary world. ”

Zhang Liang didn't understand a little, and looked at Mr. Xiang in confusion.

"There's a lot of things in this world that you don't know. Yesterday you also saw some - the skills of the ancestors of the Song family, the skills of my partner, and of course, my little tricks. And Haishan is kind of an institution that regulates people like us. Now that you have half a foot in our world, I hope you can improve and hone yourself in the sea and mountains. There are countless capable people in the sea and mountains, and the means are endless, and there will always be someone who can help you. And, when you're strong enough, I'm sure you'll be able to save your brother yourself. Then I will return your brother's body. ”

Zhang Liang nodded silently. He was a man with superpowers himself - the idea struck him as absurd. Zhang Liang is a smart man, he silently chewed on Mr. Xiang's words, and then recalled yesterday's scenes.

He knew that he had actually gotten something by chance that was not accessible to a mortal, plus his brother's affairs. Logically speaking, Mr. Xiang has long said that he and "Haishan" will not let this sword be controlled by the world; As far as love is concerned, he has to save his younger brother no matter what, and Mr. Xiang and the two saved the lives of himself and his brothers, how can he not repay the kindness. I have no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I'll join Haishan!" Zhang Liang nodded heavily.

After hearing the reply, Mr. Xiang exhaled lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, without further ado, let's go down the mountain and wait for you and your friends in the village to say goodbye and set off." ”

A narrow dirt road slowly appeared in the overgrown wild forest, and Zhang Liang knew that he was finally about to get out of the barren mountain.

A flock of sparrows resting in the trees were frightened by the footsteps of the two and flew into the sky in a panic, chirping.

It was so bright that the sunlight was no longer shaded by the shade of the trees, and it shone straight on Zhang Liang's face. Warm.

Zhang Liang looked at the vaguely visible entrance of the village, as if he was in a different world.