"You're hurt." Ling Chuxi nervously grasped Huangfu Qing's wrist, and after taking the pulse, Ling Chuxi put his mind at ease. Huangfu's pulse is still very stable. Blood oozed from his mouth, just a momentary surge of qi and blood. But Ling Chuxi was still not at ease and fed Huangfu a pill.

"I told you I had nothing to do." Huangfu Qingjie smiled softly and shook Ling Chuxi's hand.

"Hmm." The worry in Ling Chuxi's heart finally let go, and he smiled slightly. Then he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "That's right, Xiaohong!" "Just now, Xiaohong desperately saved her, and it seemed that she was not lightly injured.

Xiaohong has now stopped vomiting blood, and is looking at Ling Chuxi with resentful eyes: "You only think of me now, you bastard who is heavy on sex and light on friends, and forgetful of sex, I want to curse you......"

Although Xiaohong was muttering in his heart, his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed and happy, and all his despair and grief were swept away. She's fine, that's good.

Ling Chuxi stepped forward and scooped Xiaohong up, and found that he had just been injured by his own body, and he was a little distressed, so he hurriedly took out the pill he was carrying, and couldn't help but stuff it into Xiaohong's mouth. Xiaohong rolled her eyes, and then let go.

"He'll be killed by you." The emperor said quietly.

"Will you?" Ling Chuxi looked at Xiao Hong, who had a bulging belly in his hand, and blinked.

At this moment, an unusual noise interrupted the conversation between the two. Ling Chuxi and Huangfu Qingjue looked up and saw that Jian Xin and Sword Spirit were still contending.

As soon as the Gongxi Crazy Sword was gone, the sword spirit no longer had any worries, and once again fused the sword heart divine consciousness with all his might, but the spiritual power was damaged under the siege of several people just now, and the sword heart relied on this time to absorb some of the spiritual power of the white jade crystal heart, and once again the sword spirit was evenly matched, and no one could help the other party.

"Kenshin, give up!" Huangfu Qingjue walked towards Kenshin, his voice was flat, but it had an irresistible majesty.

"Give up?" Jian Xin glanced at Huangfu Qing bitterly.

After waiting for tens of thousands of years, he got the white jade crystal heart by chance, and finally condensed into a spirit body, thinking that he could smelt the sword body body into a divine sword, but it was still a failure, and he had too much unwillingness in his heart.

"That's it, that's it." Jian Xin sighed helplessly, no matter how much unwillingness he had in his heart, but he also knew very well that in the face of Huangfu's absolute strength, he no longer had the slightest chance to resist. It's just that it's fused with the sword, and his spirituality won't disappear completely, and it's still a part of the seven remnants of the abyss.

Thinking like this, Kenshin finally gave up his last resistance.

Next, Jian Xin's majestic figure turned into Dao Huaguang and merged into the spirit body of the sword spirit. After the sword heart and the sword spirit are fused, the feeling is even different. It seems more like a living person than before. And the strength, not to mention, has improved a lot compared to before.

When the light disappeared, an ancient sword appeared in front of several people, and the scabbard was carved with powerful ancient words.

"This is the ancient sword of Kenshin's residence." The sword spirit explained to Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi picked up the ancient sword and gently pulled it out, and the sword body instantly flashed with a silver light like water. With a slight shake, it made a trembling sound like a dragon's groan, and it was actually extremely flexible. Ling Chuxi was slightly infused with true qi, and the sword body was straight and stiff, giving people a feeling of invincibility.