There have been countless fascinating legends on the rivers and lakes, the most widely spread of which is about the sword in the person, the sword breaks the person and dies.

Seeing Lu Xiaoshu staring at the broken sword in a daze, Li Ran remembered this legend for no reason, and asked tentatively, "Is the sword in the person?" ”

The second half of the sentence is hidden in my heart, all in the words.

"Cheap people are in people, cheap people are dead, ......", Lu Xiaoshu said casually, completely unaware that his keywords were not the same. Just when Li Ran was already about to save people, he suddenly woke up, squinted his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Oh...... You're thinking too much, I'm just sighing. My sword, one cut off greed and hatred, two cut off love, three cut off troubles, one more break than the sword saint, can break the world is difficult to break. It's a pity that now, I can't escape it! ”

Li Ran looked at the sky speechlessly, the rectal cancer man with an emotional sword, a perfect match.

At this moment, the Jiuqu Sword trembled slightly, which made Li Ran's heart tremble.

It's a heart-to-heart fit, as if your own child is crying out. The Nine Songs Burning Fire Black Sword, his first refining experiment in the world of the end of the law, was ashamed to show it because it was useless, but now he has a trace of wisdom, has his own thoughts, and has learned to communicate with his master.

The first thing your child needs to communicate with is ...... Want...... Fit!

Li Ran gasped, what a heavy taste! With whom?

The Jiuqu Sword trembled slightly, and Li Ran looked at the broken sword in Lu Xiaoshu's hand again, and his eyes were a little weird.

"What's that...... Can you show me your broken sword? ”

Lu Xiaoshu didn't know what to mean, so he handed the half-cut sword to Li Ran.

Li Ran looked at Zhang Fugui on the opposite side again, and after that fluctuation, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. At this time, his expression was uncertain, and he didn't make any more movements, obviously he was also injured just now, and he threw a mouse bogey.

It's a rare opportunity!

So he put the two swords in his hands together and shouted, "Mr. Jiuqu, please eat!" ”

The nine-curved sword was like an order, and it was tightly attached to the broken sword, and the brilliance flashed and disappeared.

Looking at the only remaining broken sword in his hand, the cold air was cold, and the twist was round. Li Ran could feel that although the appearance of this sword was a broken sword, its soul and spirit had turned into a nine-song burning black sword.

Li Ran had a heart, smiled slightly, raised his hand to break the sword, and stabbed at Zhang Fugui.

Zhang Fugui was an ordinary person after all, and he didn't even have time to react in the face of a martial arts master's full blow. And the pocket watch in his hand suddenly erupted into bursts of fluctuations, protecting his whole body.

You can attack the enemy like an arrow, and you can protect yourself like water when you retreat, this is the power of the top strange things.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the broken sword after the merger was handed out as usual, and there was a soft sound, like a prickly kraft paper, piercing into the fluctuations.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound on the cover of the watch, and Li Ran's vision of the hundred ghosts could see clearly, and a slight crack broke out on the cover.

Zhang Fugui spurted out a mouthful of blood, stained the placket on his chest red, and slowly fell to the ground.

"If you only have these two brushes, you shouldn't come!" , Li Ran had a sword in his hand, his confidence increased greatly, and he learned what Zhang Fugui said just now, and said with a smile.

Zhang Fugui originally fell to the ground softly, but when he heard this, he stood up, his eyes showed a look of fortitude, and he laughed miserably, "All cultivators must go to hell!" ”

As he spoke, he placed his pocket watch on his chest, on the blood-stained placket of his shirt, and whispered, "I have kept a quiet watch for the old age." Today, I am willing to give everything I have to fulfill my promise. ”

Li Ran and Lu Xiaoshu couldn't understand this, but Zhang Fugui knew that this was his agreement with this pocket watch, and it was also the fundamental reason why the pocket watch was willing to obey his own dispatch.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the pocket watch suddenly fluctuated greatly, and the blood stains on Zhang Fugui's chest were quickly swallowed up by the pocket watch, which was a little cleaner than Liby laundry detergent.

The fluctuations instantly spread to a radius of ten meters, enveloping Li Ran and Lu Xiaoshu as well.

Within the fluctuation range, all items changed in an instant, and there were terrible changes. The color of the newly paved asphalt was decaying, and one hole after another was opened. The grass on the side of the road withered and burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when a gust of wind passed, it turned into flying ash. The skin of that car began to fade and rust, showing the color of a classic car.

Even Zhang Fugui, who was at the center of the fluctuation, had a dark hair, and his hair hung down from his shoulders, and the skin of his whole body was even more shriveled and dehydrated, and he was extremely desolate.

Opposite Zhang Fugui, Lu Xiaoshu was originally a half-sized child, his immature little body suddenly skyrocketed, his long hair was as long as a shawl, and his temples gradually turned white. The young man's beard, which was originally fluffy on his mouth, quickly became black and thick, and grew into a messy few long beards.

The Liangyi Dust Array finally collapsed, and the hundred ghosts howled and fled back to the walnut world, unwilling to stay in the passage of time for another second.

Within ten meters, under the control of the pocket watch, it becomes the realm of time in its own right. Everything in the realm has experienced more or less unusual vicissitudes, except for ...... One man, one sword!

Zhang Fugui's old gaze was already confused, and at this time, his eyes suddenly widened, and his hand like a chicken claw pointed at Li Ran, and shouted in disbelief, "You...... How did you...... Can you ignore the infection of time?! ”

Listening to the other party's desperate shouts, Li Ran was also inexplicable. This fluctuation shrouded it, and it was the same as the frost realm of Mr. Qingyi, the old man of the Great Snow Mountain, and it was a world of its own. It can be said that this time realm is much more advanced than the frost realm.

Originally, he was trapped in the realm again, and he was very worried, but the next moment, Li Ran found that he was completely unaffected by this realm.

Maybe it's the power of this Nine Curved Sword? Or maybe it's because of the walnuts in your hand?

"I don't believe it, it must be that my lifespan is limited, and I can't change your aging! I am not reconciled, I still have to dedicate! Zhang Fugui's eyes showed resentment, and he shouted in despair, raising the pocket watch in his hand.

The pocket watch fluctuated again, but before the fluctuations could expand, Zhang Fugui turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground.

Losing the pocket watch presided over by Zhang Fugui, it immediately broke off and fell into dust, like an ordinary item. The realm of time was shattered at the same time, but the things in the realm were not restored.

Time passed and there was no return, Lu Xiaoshu stroked his beard, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

……

……

Without the threat of the pocket watch, the brilliance flashed, and the nine-curved sword came out from the broken sword, shook lazily, and actually flashed into the walnut space by itself.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand again, he didn't know what he was eaten, but he left a trace of the nine-curved sword, and the quality didn't know how many times it had improved.

What a blade!

If Li Ran is enlightened, I never kill people, I am only responsible for merging with the sword and killing people with the sword! This is the sword intent of the Sword of the Nine Songs King!

But is it really okay for you to fit together like this?

A hundred miles away, on Jiang Xun's back, the sword of hope in the world suddenly trembled.

"Huh?" , Jiang Xun was slightly surprised, it is said that the initial power of strange things has passed, what else can make his sword sense?

It's a pity that the sword saint's eyes don't always pay attention to this, otherwise, I don't know if he will come all the way with the sword of hope in the world.

In the distant Great Demon Capital, Mr. Tiangong was frowning, but at this time, he suddenly stroked his palm and smiled, "Wonderful! Wonderful! The sword is wonderful, and the person is even better! ”

As he spoke, Mr. Tiangong stood up, dropped his pen, looked at the sunlight outside the window, dappled and warm colors, smiled, pushed the door and walked out of the room.

Comber followed closely behind, a look of excitement in his eyes. His own master, finally reinvigorated.

This is a luxury villa area famous in the big magic capital, out of the door, is a chic courtyard, during which the bamboo is swaying, the courtyard is a small pond, the koi fish swim in the water, and the roadside is a piece of green grass.

Since the battle with the sky, the eye of the sky has been greatly damaged, Mr. Tiangong has locked himself in this villa, meditating, watching, writing, and never leaving. This was the first time he walked into the small courtyard, rubbing the laziness between his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with heroism.

It's nice to be freed from bondage! It would be even better if we could open this bigger cage again!

Mr. Tiangong smiled slightly, and the Dharma seal in his hand moved, only to hear a muffled rumble, and a long wooden box rose out of the grass.

Slowly stepped forward, opened the box, and took out a long knife with a strange shape.

Stroking the golden hilt, Mr. Tiangong sighed, "It's a pity that the years have passed, the aura has been cut off, and such an artifact has finally been reduced to a piece of mortal iron!" ”

Li Ran's Nine Curved Sword should have quite objections to this!

———— Happy Divider————

The identities of Mr. Tiangong and Tiansanmen gradually emerge (huh?). Is it surfacing? It turns out that what I wrote was still a traditional routine, yes。。。

Some of the shortcomings of this book are irrevocable, and I really want to write one. But thinking about my current level and the amount of energy I can put in, I think it's better to polish this book slowly.

Very slow, very amateur, very persistent, always revising, constantly learning, and strive to one day change my judgment that I am not suitable for writing.

That's what I thought at this point in time.

Above, a little more testimonials, a little more to write.