The second the jade pendant touched the giant sword, the troll had already rushed to the front, roaring and pounced, the terrible roar and crazy laughter, as if the demon had risen from the abyss, the terrifying head, Huo Ran opened his huge mouth, roared, bit down, his head did not reach the ground, the surrounding ground has been cracked, turning into a lava hell.

Cheng Yubai used the half-moon canglang sword against the troll's big mouth, and finally escaped.

However, what awaited him was the huge flame that erupted like an angry wave, the huge cracks cracked countless times, and the red magma roared under his feet, splashing like a wave tide, hitting the remaining scorched black rock, constantly burning, making a slight sound, and the last pumice stone was about to disappear, Cheng Yubai was desperate.......

Suddenly, a touch of blue came in an instant, standing firmly in front of him, the blazing flame touched the blade of the sword as if it burst open, from the red light almost turned to pure white, countless fires rose into the air, forming a raging fireball, constantly rotating rapidly, the flame burned wildly, the flame danced wildly in mid-air like a demon, constantly slamming the giant sword, but it was assimilated, dyed with a dark blue color, in the violent flash, like some kind of creature, slowly gasped, opened his eyes.

Cheng Yubai felt something, raised his hand, held the sword, and slashed it with a sword.

A flash of white light flashed......

Cheng Yubai lay on the surface of the sword, and kept poking the giant sword with a broken sword that he had finally rescued.

"Crooked, what are you doing running so fast, anyway, you are also the spirit sword of your predecessors, is it good to have a little backbone, you have the ability to rush up and kill that monster, what kind of ability is it to cut off my sword?"

The sword body shook, Cheng Yubai's blood surged, he faced the explosion head, his cheeks fell to the snow in pitch black, and a puff of green smoke came out of his mouth.

Cheng Yubai wanted to cry and watched without tears that the adventure in the underground was not scrapped, but under the mutilation of the giant sword, he instantly turned into a treasure dress with a very modern fashion style, and he was very distressed.

A cold wind blew, Cheng Yubai touched his head, touched the black ash in his hand, and wanted to cry even more, the original black and supple green silk experienced this catastrophe, and there was not much left, but now that the sword wind swept away, he didn't even have his eyebrows, and he really became a big bald scoop.

The greatsword still dangled in front of him, and the blade reflected his ridiculous appearance.

Cheng Yubai was instantly angry, struggled to sit up, and tried to throw the broken sword in his hand towards the giant sword.

The sword wind swept by, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of his eyes, Cheng Yubai's movements stiffened suddenly, and he swallowed dryly, "You...... What do you want to do? Let's have something to say, the gentleman doesn't do anything!"

The giant sword circled around him a few times, the sword light flashed away, Cheng Yubai's clothes were broken, and there were suddenly a few more blood cuts on his body, gurgling blood, staining the robe under him, Cheng Yubai, who had lost too much blood, turned pale lips, and was dizzy for a while.

Cheng Yubai smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "The sky is going to kill me, could it be that I am really going to die here today?!"

The giant sword roared softly, and the cold blade happily pressed against the warm body.

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air, and a stone hit the back of his head with precision, and someone sneaked up on him.......

Cheng Yubai rolled his eyes and fainted neatly.

......................

"Wow, this guy is too weak, right? I thought I wanted at least two...... Tsk, weak chicken. "The child in black looked no more than three or four years old, with short legs, sitting on the trunk of a tree, with two little fat legs hanging from the frost and snow, kicking constantly, looking at the moon with his head high, and the snow beast walked by, as if he had not seen it.

The child in black didn't drop the remaining three stones in his hand until he confirmed that Cheng Yubai had completely fainted, clapped his little hands, jumped off the dead tree, tried to pick up Cheng Yubai, and took out the giant sword under him, but Cheng Yubai held the sword tightly, and the child in black lost his temper and stared at Cheng Yubai stubbornly, one finger, one finger, and finally succeeded in making the giant sword fall from Cheng Yubai's hand.

However, when the child in black tried to take the greatsword, it became extremely heavy.

The black-clothed child worked hard for a long time, sat down on the ground tired, and finally gave up the plan to swallow the giant sword privately, lay down in the snow, and lay on his side next to the giant sword, supporting his little head with one hand, and flicking the sword body with one hand: "This is the person you have chosen?" Senior brother, it's not me who said, your vision is not ordinarily bad!"

The greatsword trembled slightly, and a faint flame rose from the sword's body.

The black-clothed child's eyes flickered, and his chubby fingers turned to the unconscious Cheng Yubai, "Don't be unconvinced, look at it, that little doll wants to have a look, no looks, a root, no bones, and the cultivation of this body is also based on the empowerment of others." You can't just because he's the reincarnation of that person and you're biased, right? Finally, he muttered softly, "You might as well choose me, I'm much more reliable than him......."

The giant sword made a clear sword sound, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the black-clothed child.

"Don't point at me, I'm scared of you! I won't stop you, I can't stop you, it's useless to stop you!"

Strange to say, when the child in black no longer tried to separate the sword from the person, the giant sword changed back to its original weight, and the child in black dragged the ten-year-old Cheng Yubai without any effort, as if dragging a broken sack dragged the person away.

When the boy in black dragged the man to the foot of the mountain, intending to lead him away with his sword, a force suddenly grabbed his arm.

Li Mu appeared and said in a deep voice: "Put it down." ”

"Don't let go, don't let go of death!" The child in black seemed to have grabbed his beloved toy, and refused to let go of anything, but pulled the person tighter.

Li Mu grabbed the hand he was holding Cheng Yubai, and said coldly: "Let it go!"

The black-clothed child saw that his soul body was shaking and was about to become a phantom, but his attitude was still resolute that he could not be changed, and let go of his hand with a long sigh: "Wen Renyan, you are really ...... It's hopeless...... You say you've lived for at least 1,000 years, and you've been dead for almost 2,000 years, right? How long has it been, why can't you see through it, and are you still so naïve!? “

Li Mu was silent for a moment, and shook his head at him: "Don't interfere in the matter between me and him."

The boy in black said excitedly: "Why did I become like this?!!! You won't let me interfere?!People are much better than you!! The backstage is very hard, maybe in the end, he still has a chance to be reincarnated, and you can't even keep this remnant soul......" At the end, the child in black lowered his head, his voice was choked, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry as if he was really a three- or four-year-old child.

Li Mu squatted down, patted his head gently, looked directly into the eyes of the child in black, and said softly: "That's also my business, I have a sense of proportion, you don't have to worry about it anymore." “

The black-clothed child blinked, held back his tears, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the white-clothed monk suspiciously, "Then why didn't you show up before, I dragged him so far, and you stopped me?" Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly realized, "Actually, you don't have that much confidence in him, you don't care about him so much, do you?" “

No, I'm just tired and don't want to see you.

The white-clothed monk rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly: "Senior brother, don't make trouble!" ”

The black-clothed child rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Oh, I finally heard you call me senior brother again, it's so rare, you weren't cute at all when you were a child, you always called me by my name seriously, and you refused to call me a senior brother." has a righteous face, which makes people reluctant to say that you are not half a sentence, but in fact, it is wilted and wilted inside. Every time it's like this, after I do something bad and am caught by the master, I will call my senior brother, ask me to intercede, and find me to take the bag......." The black-clothed child's voice became smaller and smaller under the serious expression of the white-clothed monk.

"This is the last time, senior brother, can you believe me once?"

The black-clothed child stopped talking, and finally sighed: "Yes, whether you can regain your life in the end, or whether your soul is scattered from now on, it will be the last time." I'm gone, out of sight. It's just Kunwu, you have to remember that in Gulan Bay, there is a peachwood sword, waiting for you to come back and sharpen it, there is a group of leather children, waiting for you to come back and beat it, waiting to call you uncle and ancestor, don't ...... it so easily"

The white-clothed monk smiled slightly and said softly, "I always remember. “

......................

"I said, can you not follow me, I am really not your master! You should go to the tall, thin, white-dressed, one-off guy who looks particularly masterful and has a unique temperament. “

The predecessor said what would happen if the sword came with him, but he didn't say what would happen if he accidentally let the sword recognize the master, and when he woke up, he suddenly saw the giant sword shrinking, and he was very panicked when he saw that he was imprinted with a familiar soul mark.

Cheng Yubai found that he subconsciously stroked the sword body, and there was a little sudden panic, and soon, he pretended to be calm and withdrew his hand, dug a deep pit in the snow, carefully put the sword into it, buried it tightly with snow, and finally stepped on it with his feet a few times, confirmed that it was compacted, and then made a mark with peace of mind, preparing to find Li Mu to return to the original owner.

"What were you doing?"

"Bury the sword." Cheng Yubai felt that the voice was a little familiar after answering, and turned around sluggishly, Li Mu was standing where he buried the sword, holding the sword he had just buried.

"Bury the sword, it's good."

Knowing that the clothes monk's expression was still calm as usual, and his tone was still as plain as ever, Cheng Yubai could see the meaning of anger from it.

"Ah, no...... Senior, listen to my explanation......"

"No need to explain, this sword is called Mo Evil, it already belongs to you, you can do whatever you want." Li Mu threw his sword into the ground, then stepped out and disappeared in place, leaving only the sword body to tremble.

Cheng Yubai's rusty brain finally began to turn, and the predecessor said that half of his remnant soul was in the sword, and the remnant soul in the jade pendant was fused with the sword soul, that is to say, this sword was the predecessor!!

However, look at what he has done, poke the sword, throw the sword, bury the sword....... Cheng Yubai covered his face.

"Senpai, I was wrong......."