The white moonlight fell softly over the manor.

In the bamboo building, there is only a bright light the size of a window, and the rest of the place is all black, and even under the contrast of the light, you can't see the black of your fingers.

The moonlight also shrouded most of that rocking chair.

The rocking chair swayed back and forth silently.

On the rocking chair, two slender snow-white legs overlapped some, as if jade, shining with a crystal luster under the light.

In the shadows, a pair of indifferent and noble eyes were staring at the scroll.

The scroll automatically flips to page seven.

In the first sentence above, it is written: "There are thousands of spiritual roots, the empowerment is in the body, the cultivation can last forever, the seclusion is high, and the life gate is vigorous." ”

The eyes sneered, and the pages turned automatically.

I don't know how many pages I turned, but those eyes gradually became solemn, and her expression became solemn.

After a few breaths, Zhao Lingxue slowly closed the book, and then spread out her left hand, the index finger of her right hand slid very slowly like a knife, and blood oozed out of her palm, and the hot blood was squeezed and deformed in the delicate palm.

Leaning less, Zhao Lingxue hung her right hand on the book, and slowly released her palm, and a blood line flowed down into the book, and under the moonlight, the blood line was extremely red.

The blood line flowed for more than a stick of incense, Zhao Lingxue's face turned pale, as if the bleak moonlight, the bright blood stains wrapped the whole book, and then, the blood stains penetrated deep into it through the thick book seal, and the book suddenly seemed to be alive, the pages of the book automatically expanded, and began to turn page by page, and the fly-headed Xiaokai on it jumped out of the paper, jumped into the air, and appeared densely under Zhao Lingxue's cold gaze.

Zhao Lingxue sneered, her body was shocked, her beautiful eyes closed lightly, and she waved her hand suddenly, and those words flew towards her head like a rain of ink, at this moment her three thousand white silks danced without wind, and the moonlight against her lost its luster.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Lingxue suddenly opened her eyes, and there was resentment, struggle, and unwillingness in her eyes.

She turned her head sharply to look at the man behind her.

The man looked at Zhao Lingxue with a cold expression, his eyes seemed to be jumping with flames, as if they could burn all evil, his face was also very white and miserable, and his eyes were no longer clear.

Zhao Lingxue got up blankly, suddenly a little overwhelmed, and clenched her hand that had just bled hard, her eyes dodging.

Xiao Jiansheng raised her chin very rudely, and then asked very calmly, "Why do you want to do this?"

Zhao Lingxue shook her head painfully and said, "I don't know, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Xiao Jiansheng's breathing was very heavy, but he said in a very low voice: "Aren't you afraid of pain, aren't you afraid of blood?"

Zhao Lingxue nodded and replied, "I'm afraid, I'm sorry, I shouldn't make you angry." ”

She could see that Xiao Jiansheng was really angry at this time, she could see through his eyes that his heart was burning, his calm had reached the verge of exploding, and behind that edge was a stormy fury, but he was still enduring it, and it was extremely difficult to endure, causing his face to lose its blood, and his eyes seemed to be deformed.

Zhao Lingxue's lips trembled, her arms slowly wrapped around Xiao Jiansheng's waist, and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't make you angry in the future, okay?"

It was the third time she had apologized to him tonight.

She didn't know if he accepted it, and he never responded.

Her heart was suddenly distressed, and for the first time she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Leaning less, Xiao Jiansheng's calm and terrifying face was very slow to get close to Zhao Lingxue's face, the two faces were very close, the tips of the noses of the two were gently pressed together, the lips of the two were gently touched together, and the eyes of the two were looking at each other at a very close distance.

She wanted to see when the fire in his eyes would go out.

He thought

Seeing the depths of her soul, is it really calm.

Zhao Lingxue thought that he would kiss her presumptuously, her wet lips opened slightly, like two crisp tender leaves praying for rain, but there was no trace of ambiguity in his eyes.

At this moment, she was suddenly very scared, very worried, worried that he would be so angry that he would not be able to vent and hurt his body, so she hugged him tightly, trying to make his anger disappear.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiansheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed on her face, and the entire bamboo building was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Blood slid down the corners of her mouth, like a splash of ink, down the furrow in her chest, down the two straight legs, and down her bare feet, and soon her feet were soaked in blood.

His blood was hot, and perhaps his heart was too.

As if he was dead, he suddenly stopped breathing, and his eyes were pitch black, like a bottomless hole, and she trembled violently with fear.

She tried to wake him up, so she put her arms around his waist and tried to shake him, but he was as steady as a mountain, and even his hair was unmoved.

She began to kiss his bloody lips, and he remained unmoved, not even blinking his eyes.

After about a stick of incense, Xiao Jiansheng finally exhaled a long breath, found a clean towel, gently wiped the blood stains on her body, and then hugged her and put her in the quilt that had no temperature.

Xiao Jiansheng began to get dressed, dressed neatly one by one, grabbed the bamboo tube and walked towards the door, but when he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and said, "Forget it." ”

He closed the door and left, but she was even more flustered.

She didn't know what he meant by forgetting this, whether she wanted her to forget him or the content of the book, so after Xiao Jiansheng left, Zhao Lingxue quickly rushed into the night.

Under a tree in front of Weiyang Sadako's door, Xiao Jiansheng met the ghost woman again, and the ghost woman blocked his way again and prevented him from approaching Weiyang Sadako's bamboo building.

The ghost woman still said in a weird way: "Peeking at the young lady sleeping, you should be damned." ”

Xiao Jiansheng said expressionlessly: "Senior, you are so miserable, life is better than death." ”

The ghost woman stared at Xiao Jiansheng as if she didn't understand, as if she was pondering the meaning of the sentence.

At this time, Xiao Jiansheng had already condensed a sword with his mental power, and it was across the neck of the ghost woman, and at this moment, Weiyang Sadako in the bamboo building said: "Ghost woman, let him in." ”

The ghost woman got out of the way and said in a low voice: "Life is better than death, but it is also better than death." ”

Xiao Jiansheng entered the room where Weiyang Sadako lived, and there was already a half-hidden figure waiting by the bed.

Weiyang Sadako smiled and said, "Are you here to return the book, or are you here to accompany me?"

Xiao Jiansheng asked, "What's the difference?" ”

Weiyang Sadako deliberately straightened her chest that was about to come out, pointed to a bamboo chair and said, "If you return the book, just sit there and talk." ”

Xiao Jiansheng suddenly threw the bamboo tube to Weiyang Sadako.

Weiyang Sadako pointed to her bed again and said, "If you want to accompany me, please talk to it." ”

Xiao Jiansheng glanced at the bed that was very thick and should be very comfortable to lie on, sneered a few times, and suddenly someone outside the door said, "Miss Sadako, please respect yourself, he will not accompany you." ”

Weiyang Sadako looked at Zhao Lingxue who walked in, sighed and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, what you say is what you say." ”

Before the words fell, Weiyang Sadako took off the translucent pajamas on her body in front of Xiao Jiansheng and Zhao Lingxue, and then lay down into the quilt with a big grin, and laughed skillfully: "The two of you are good to go, goodbye to the sword domain." ”

This night, Xiao Jiansheng and Zhao Lingxue did not go back to the bamboo building, but went to the stream.

The two sat on a rock and listened to the tinkling of the stream at night.

Zhao Lingxue

Sobing, he fell into Xiao Jiansheng's arms, and muttered, "Tell me, say you didn't see anything just now." ”

Xiao Jiansheng touched the face in his arms and said, "I didn't see anything in the first place, compared to you, she is a yellow-faced woman, ugly, like nothing." ”

Zhao Lingxue finally burst into tears and laughed.

The two of them sat until dawn.

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The sword domain is thirty miles away from here, it is a large-scale defensive building built by the Sang Gang with countless efforts and money, the surrounding city walls are all in the shape of sword weapons carved from mountain stone, and all the famous sword weapons in the world are in a ring stone wall that is dozens of miles long, the wall is more than ten zhang high, it looks like a sword mountain from a distance, not only can it shock people's hearts, but the stone wall like an iron bucket is a defensive weapon, and it is difficult to break through it in one go.

There are nine gates in the sword domain, in the early morning, the sun has just emerged, and the defense force has been added before the nine gates, and the one hundred most capable disciples of the Sang Gang in front of each gate have blocked the water around the door, leaving only a small entrance for people to enter and exit.

When the sun was three, the sword domain was already surrounded by all kinds of people, from the flower armor to the children, scrambling to enter the thick and long doorway.

At this moment, a chariot dragged by three horses stopped in front of a door, and four people jumped out of the chariot one after another, one of whom walked to a door with a blank face, and handed four pre-prepared invitations in his hand to a gatekeeper.

That person may have been dazzled by seeing people this morning, because many people gradually developed some little tempers, and was just about to scold, when he suddenly found that the invitation card in his hand was a little unusual, and then looked up at the person, and suddenly smiled: "It turned out that the eldest lady of the Fulong Gang came, and I haven't seen her for many days, and Miss Sadako seems to have grown meat again." ”

The man's eyes were staring directly at the two mountains in front of Miyang Sadako's chest, as if he was looking for a shortcut to cross the mountains.

Weiyang Sadako may have been accustomed to this kind of look, and sneered: "What if it's long, it's not for you." ”

Weiyang Sadako turned back with a smile and glanced at Xiao Jiansheng behind him, but Zhao Lingxue, who was covered by the black veil, glared fiercely, and Weiyang Sadako said to the head of the guard: "Be polite next time you meet, be careful when your head is used for the night, I don't know what's going on." ”

The man smiled, "If it's Miss Sadako's envoy, it's okay now." ”

Weiyang Sadako ignored it and walked towards the doorway, and behind her was a ghost woman dressed in red.

When Xiao Jiansheng and Zhao Lingxue entered, the man suddenly blocked the way of the two, and his eyes seemed to be out of the frame and stared at Zhao Lingxue, at this moment, Weiyang Sadako turned around and said, "Put away your dog eyes, they are all friends of Miss Ben." ”

Only then did the man get out of the way, then licked his lips, and watched Zhao Lingxue's delicate back disappear into the doorway, and suddenly became angry at the next one.

The periphery of the sword domain is the city wall built by the sword, and inside is a mountain bag that has been cut off the top of the mountain, the mountain is high into the clouds, the green shade is everywhere, there are as many as 100 defensive buildings in the light and dark, there are nine gates in the sword domain, and there are nine layers on the corresponding mountain, each layer is to dig the mountain into an empty stomach, and add various applications in it, and the top of the mountain is the place where the military is trained.

The trapped beast fights on the basement floor, and needs to follow a dark passage until somewhere down the mountain, and there is no light all year round, and the lighting depends on the night pearls inlaid on the walls and the dome, the largest night pearl is the size of a pot, and is inlaid in the middle of the dome, and the bright light makes the entire trapped beast arena as bright as day.

The beast arena is in the shape of a bucket, several stone ditches are excavated out of the inclined stone walls on all sides, like a rain corridor in general, nearly a thousand tables and chairs are added in it, for the visitors to watch condescendingly, the bottom is the real beast arena, the boxy side with the iron chain of arm thickness has formed a cage of Hesse Sen, it is said that as long as the big iron door is opened, someone will die.

Xiao Jiansheng and his entourage sat down in the third stone ditch, and at this moment, Weiyang Sadako looked at Zhao Lingxue and said with a smile: "Are you afraid of blood?"

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