Wu Tianjun finally obtained the "God Killer Stone", and equipping this accessory can change the attributes of the God Killer Knife.

He remembered Gillian's words before.

"Aren't you the only one who can wield this knife?" The Qinglong Sword and the Divine Killing Sword are both weapons that pick the owner and recognize the master, if the user does not have the considerable qualifications, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it at all.

Qinglong Sword, cold and lonely, cold to the bone, regard life as grass mustard, unqualified users will be sucked essence, suck the marrow and soul, and finally have a mental breakdown, madness and cripplement, there have been people who are not able to do enough because of the anger of the Qinglong Sword and martial arts were abolished.

The Divine Killer is bloodthirsty and tyrannical, extremely cruel and rebellious, if the user lacks strength, he will definitely be eroded by its nerves and go mad, and if the user is not good, it is definitely a symbol of great evil and disaster.

Because both of them contain extremely strong essences and have explosive power that cannot be underestimated, their nature is also wolf beasts, and they are extremely jealous. What kind of master can a demonic weapon that is regarded as a bad thing by everyone be tamed?

"Yes, the green dragon and the godslayer! I've heard their legends! Jin Jiao's voice sounded like a yellow bird, and her eyes flashed with excitement. Famous swords and famous knives are both powerful weapons that pick the master, no, it should be said that it is an artifact! There are all kinds of treasures in the palace, but there are no such weapons that can manipulate people's hearts! ”

"Ah Jun, in fact, your god-killing knife is also the most powerful in the world." Jin Jiao said to Wu Tianjun, "But, I don't think your heart is right—this is the root cause." ”

"Yes." Wu Tianjun secretly smiled bitterly. His heart, from surging to calm, impulsive, or hateful, just can't reach the realm of "birth" of his eldest brother. All along, although I don't want to admit it, I've been a very emotional person.

Jing Qiushui had a dream. That's about when I was first locked up in the Silent Void Dungeon.

Jing Qiushui once enjoyed the natural beauty and shared elegance with the Qin Sheng and the young master, but now she is an ordinary woman who can only rely on the royal sheng. In fact, the moment she was taken by Yu Sheng next to the piano, she knew that she was no longer the former division commander for Yu Sheng.

Although Yu Sheng had been paying more attention to her lately, less cold and more gentle, she began to suspect that it was only out of guilt.

Now he is the young master of all the disciples of Jingkong Gate. This palace that belongs to him, she is locked up in a dungeon alive and has no right to speak.

The Silent Void Gate is a gray camp, but it is known as vicious. Even if he had Yu Sheng's hardships, how could Jing Qiushui, who was a disciple of a hermit of a generation, fully forgive his blood-stained hands?

It would be nice if all this was really just a dream.

I don't know how long she will be locked up here, if she is really forced to join the Jingkong Gate one day and fight side by side with these people, who will be honest with her enemy disciple? Being able to do it without forcing her is already the work of an extraordinary saint, so why force his understanding?

These days when she was beaten back to the dungeon, although she didn't complain,

But in his heart, he was worried, walking on thin ice, afraid that he would mess up and lose his last support.

Could it be that she must act according to the young master's temperament and preferences in the future in order to make her situation a little better?

If he was the young master, if he didn't have that cold mask, even if he spoke coldly to her, she didn't feel the silent care contained in it. If this continues, in a situation where he has absolute supremacy and he is only a prisoner, will she regard him as a dusty fate, a beacon for her only way out?

At that time, the three of them acted separately, Jin Jiao and Wu Tianjun sneaked into the study from the roof to find the "Red Black Heart Method", while Wu Tianxiao avoided the soldiers on the night patrol and came to the first floor of the main building.

To Wu Tianxiao's surprise, in this solemn and cold palace, except for one room where candlelight shined, the entire corridor was as silent as death. Approaching the room with light, he found three young men in the room, and from their conversation, he learned that one of them was the young master of the Silent Void Gate.

"That thing in the dungeon is your trump card against the Qin Saint?"

At the end of this dark corridor, Wu Tianxiao pushed open the slightly hidden door to the underground. By the faint candlelight on the wall, he hurried down the stone steps and went to the dungeon alone.

The dungeon is not guarded, which is too strange, even if it is a birthday, it should not be so lax.

When he came to the depths of the dungeon and saw the woman in the silk clothes, he froze.

"Who's coming?" The tone of suspicion, the female voice is very nice, but full of vigilance and distrust.

Slightly amazed by the woman's beauty, Wu Tianxiao found that she couldn't move.

The woman in the silk clothes looked at him impatiently, her resentful eyes revealing indifference: "Sent by the young master again?" How come I haven't seen you......"

When I came back to my senses, the sword was unsheathed and the door lock was cut!

"...... are you?" How could the well-informed Jing Qiushui not know who he was who he was able to wield the Green Dragon Sword freely? Before he finished speaking, his handcuffs and leg cuffs had been cut by the sword.

"Thank you...... Thank. Jing Qiushui heard himself say in an almost dying voice.

"Girl, are you alright? Looks so emaciated and embarrassed...... "Wu Tianxiao stepped forward to help up the crumbling woman,

"In Xia Wu Tianxiao, dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Oh? You weren't his person. The woman in the silk clothes let Wu Tianxiao help, looked up at the man she had just met, and said with the little strength she had left, "My name is Jing Qiushui, and I am locked up here by the young master of Jingkong Gate, since I am fortunate to be rescued by you, can you take me out?" ”

Inside the garden behind the Silent Empty Gate.

Yusheng's beautiful young face came into view, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. He stroked the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano flowed slowly, with a degree of melodiousness that would move even the most indifferent.

The smart and ethereal sound of the piano lingers in the air, and the buildings surrounded by a sea of flowers are even more beautiful than the picture scroll.

Slender cold fingers slid over Jing Qiushui's hair.

After today's song, Jing Qiushui still couldn't help but secretly marvel - he had grown too fast.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Yu Sheng held up a cup of tea. Dappled with warm sunlight poured down on his face, long hair, and placket. I saw that his face was leisurely and comfortable, as if there was nothing to disturb in this world.

"How?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" There was no emotion in Yu Sheng's words.

"You won't." Jing Qiushui said firmly. She didn't know where the obsession came from, but she felt confident.

Yu Sheng smiled suddenly, and the bright sunlight seemed to sway with his figure.

Jing Qiushui also showed a long-lost smile, bright and brilliant, comparable to today's sunshine, only more dazzling.

Seeing that the ice beauty Jing Qiushui could actually laugh, and this smile turned her into a person who seemed to be close to her, Yu Sheng felt that something indescribable in his heart was touched.

Jing Qiushui looked at the young master. Although it was only three days, she could feel that the person in front of her was not completely ruthless.

"Commander, do you know, you're the only person I want to get close to since I grew up." Yu Sheng whispered softly, "It's true. My father died before I was born, and my mother died when she gave birth to me.

"I was educated by the elder of the Jingkong Gate, that is, my maternal grandfather Yi Yun. He was very strict and rarely gentle with me. The closest person to me is the Jingkong Gate Dharma Protector who is fifteen years older than me, Chu Xiang's father, Chu Yunjun. ”

Yu Sheng approached her, and the two of them were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing.

"Why do you say that?" Unfamiliar name, unfamiliar life experience, Jing Qiushui was confused, all this seemed to be none of his business.

"People on the rivers and lakes generally think that I am vicious and merciless, and I admit that I have killed many people. But as a young master, most of the time I can't help myself. Yu Sheng looked at Jing Qiushui intently, "But I'm just a mortal. I just want to grab what I can. ”

"To be able to play such a moving tune, I really don't look like a murderer who can only kill." Jing Qiushui said.

"Oh, you don't have to comfort me." Having said that, Yu Sheng was happy from the bottom of his heart for Jing Qiushui's thoughtfulness and understanding.

Before he knew it, his hand was brushing a strand of her hair and leaning forward, trying to kiss her.

However, Jing Qiushui immediately avoided it.

This kiss was unsuccessful.

Jing Qiushui stepped back, causing Yu Sheng's hand to rest on her shoulder. Yu Sheng frowned slightly, and his displeasure was overflowing.

"Miss Jing......" Yu Sheng's expression was grim.

"Young Master, please be more measured!" Jing Qiushui said with a slight panic.

"Heh, that's a pamper." Yu Sheng smiled bitterly with a shudder.

Now Jing Qiushui, with his back against the pavilion pillar, and Yu Sheng's right hand supporting the pillar, the distance between the two is less than an arm's length.

Yu Sheng can smell Jing Qiushui's body

The faint body fragrance directly hit the brain, if it was usual, it would definitely make him feel relaxed, but at this moment, it stirred his nerves.

"You treat the teacher the same way?"

"What division commander is not a division commander, or a young master, what is the use of these titles?" Yu Sheng was furious. "Do you know that my feelings for you ......"

"We've only seen each other for a few days, how can you have feelings for me?" Seeking a moment of respite, Jing Qiushui pretended to be calm.

"Ha, that's easy to say. How easy it is for an unemotional person like you! ”

"You ......" Jing Qiushui wanted to speak and stopped, isn't he a teacher, why has this man changed so much?

"You can choose to get along with me more easily, why do you want to refuse me?"

Jing Qiushui looked at him in a daze, and in his originally calm eyes, there was only endless chaos left.

"Today's imperial court is in danger, in the rivers and lakes, I have formed alliances everywhere, and our power has grown to the point. In Jingkongmen, as long as I give an order, you are just a weak woman, but you are in danger! ”

The current Yusheng, like a mang's back, trembles uncontrollably, his underwear is soaked with sweat, and his usual gentlemanly demeanor has long been gone.

Seeing Jing Qiushui's calm appearance, Yu Sheng became even more angry.

Autumn water tosses and turns in dreams.

(End of chapter)