"Huh. ”

The childish boy clapped his little hands and twisted his pink buttocks.

With a simple writhing action, the small world here trembled wildly, and the endless water surface rushed against the current, and a water flow sword that penetrated the world appeared in the air.

"What if you see it? I just won't give it, Pure Yang is dead, and that sword has been free for a thousand years, and it no longer needs to be controlled. ”

Ye Ling was in the midst of an incomparably terrifying scene, but he had a breezy expression, and he stared at the golden sharp horns above the child's head.

"You're the sword spirit of that sword, aren't you? Actually, I saw that sword as soon as I arrived here. ”

Psychic creatures are very likely to give birth to machine spirits, which are often referred to as mane, and are one of the twenty-four ghosts such as the ghostly spirit.

Produced by the psychic of ancient artifacts, the beard has a strange personality, loves blood, and is capricious, which is an extremely difficult demon to get along with.

The child fell silent for a moment, touching the sharp horns above his head.

"Yes, that's fate. When you come, you will see the sword. ”

In fact, that sword had already taken a look at Ye Ling, and he couldn't wait to show his true form.

In fact, in this period of time when the Dragon King of Chujiang was about to appear, as long as someone came here with the will to slay the dragon, they would be recognized by the sword of Pure Yang.

This is the back hand left by the Pure Yang True Monarch thousands of years ago, and this sword was forged for this moment.

It's just that he, the machine spirit, is unwilling.

What is fate in the mountains and seas?

When the priest makes a deal with Ye Ling, he will see the dog. And Ye Ling came to get the sword, he didn't dare to kill it.

This is how the sword will be taken away.

The so-called fate is the careful reasoning that considers everything.

The boy suddenly laughed, revealing a mouthful of razor-like fangs and a slightly distorted face.

"But like you, I don't want to accept my fate. I'm afraid of death, what should I do?"

Ye Ling took the snow-white long sword, flew in front of the child, and stretched out his hand forward.

"Actually, it's better to believe in life or something. ”

The child's eyes were cold, and he narrowed his eyes at the hand that was close to his head.

At the same moment, the water flow divine sword behind the young man came like a spider's tentacles, slowly closing, and he decided to go against his fate!

Suddenly, a majestic and low roar sounded in the child's ears.

The voice seemed to come down from the nine heavens, as if it were coming from the underworld, but it actually came from the earth. But as long as you hear it, you will never have any thought of rejection.

What does it mean to plead? For this ordinary boy, for a "plaything"?

You're a charcoal furnace master!

Is he really the master?!

The child was shocked, as if in an instant, he had lost all the strength of his body, and his small figure fell on the bridge deck, and suddenly burst into tears and muttered to himself.

"That's it, since you personally begged me, why should I lend this sword once? ”

Ye Ling looked dazed and puzzled.

"I didn't ask you. ”

The boy turned a deaf ear, but just put his head close to him and said.

"Pull it out, raise it for a thousand years, and if it doesn't breathe, it should really rust. ”

Ye Ling slowly stretched out his hand and pinched the golden sharp horn on the top of the child's head.

"Zheng!"

There was a clear sword roar between heaven and earth.

Pulling out a golden fairy sword, the brilliance illuminated the entire underwater world, but it was restrained and unremarkable, and he held the tip of the sword upside down in his hand.

The body of the sword is engraved with two intricate ancient characters.

Pure Yang!

"You only have a chance with a sword, and if you can't kill the Dragon King of Chujiang, I'll accompany you to die. ”

The childish boy looked at the young man, but the black and mountain-like figure in his distant memory appeared in his heart, and he said.

Rushing!

Those hundreds of meters of water flow divine swords in the air collapsed one after another and fell to the surface of the water, like a downpour that washed the heavens and the earth.

Ye Ling's two fingers gently slid over the blade of the Pure Yang Sword, and the golden sword light in his resolute eyes flashed.

"Thank you. ”

......

Far away on the waters.

The priest breathed a sigh of relief, and his blue and purple eyes looked at the water pouring down from the sky, and said with relief.

"Good. ”

......

More distant places.

already in the world.

There is no snow here.

A remote town, a chic tavern, an old-fashioned TV set hanging, a wall with a mirror, and the wind whistling in through the door.

The woman was dressed in white, with a delicate snow-white awl face, and hands with scarlet nail weapons, picked up the teapot in front of her, and poured water into the teacup, and the hot mist steamed.

She looked and didn't drink.

"Little girl, don't you drink tea?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the restaurant, carrying a kitchen knife.

The white-sleeved beautiful eyes looked at the mirror on the wall next to him, the water in the cup was as red as hot blood, the middle-aged man was rotten and insects crawling in and out, his eyes were hanging outside his eye sockets, and black blood was dripping from the rusty kitchen knife.

"Uncle, do barbecued pork?"

White Sleeves stood up, the wind suddenly became loud, white shadows flew, and scarlet light flashed, illuminating the entire mirror of the wall.

Enjoin!

It was the sound of a kitchen knife falling to the ground, followed by a loud sound of falling to the ground.

The white figure walked out of the restaurant, the sky was dim, and countless hideous black shadows surrounded the sky.

This sparsely populated town had an uncommon name in ancient times.

Xiao Yu Du.

It leads to the real capital city of the Lechuan River.

......

Lingbi City.

The snow was still falling, the sky and the earth were white, the road was closed by heavy snow, and the trees on the side of the road were completely covered in snow.

The priest landed in front of the small villa by the Chu River and opened the lotus leaf umbrella.

Ye Ling fell out and stepped on the half-human-thick snowflakes.

The priest bowed his head and reminded, "Protect that sword." ”

Ye Ling nodded, touched his stomach and smiled.

"The sword was swallowed by me, and now it was slamming in my belly, as if it were happily tightening. ”

The priest said softly with a smile in his eyes.

"I still have some things to do, you wait for news at home, and I should come to you tonight. ”

"Okay. ”

Ye Ling waved his hand, the priest's robe shook, and his figure passed away in a flash.

"Wang!"

After the priest left, the big black dog squatting at the door stuck out his tongue and yelled at Ye Ling loudly.

"Black charcoal, I'm back. ”

Ye Ling smiled and beckoned, ran over and rubbed the dog's head, then walked into the house and quickly found a set of clothes to put on.

Now with his physique, it's not that he feels cold, but clothes still have to be worn, and the etiquette education he received since he was a child does not allow him to be naked, and the sword spirit of the pure yang sword does not understand this, and Ye Ling can't learn from him.

Black Tan has been following Ye Ling from beginning to end, inseparable.

"It's all big guys, what's so beautiful?"

Ye Ling blushed a little for the first time, and hurriedly changed his clothes: "Let's go, I'll make you noodles to eat." ”

After staying underwater in Chu Jiang for more than ten days, he did not eat a drop of water or a grain of rice, but he did not feel hungry and thirsty, which should be affected by the power of the enchantment under Chu Jiang.

But when he came to the world, within a few hours, Ye Ling faintly felt a sense of hunger and thirst.

At dusk of the day.

Ye Ling and the black charcoal came face to face, one snorted, the other licked, feasted, and the noodles in the bowl disappeared quickly.

Thundered!

Suddenly, there was a loud earth-shattering noise in the sky, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Lingbi City seemed to be shaken.

Ye Lingxin felt something, opened the door, and his eyes froze.

Wind and snow penetrate the house.

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