If you take me away, you will have me by your side from now on, and you will not be alone. If I had not been in your eyes, you would have left me alone. After all, I'm a broken sword, covered in rust. Although the sharpness is acceptable, after all, it has been too long in this year, and I don't know how long it will last in the future.

Mu Xiyao looked at the sword in her hand at this time, she didn't understand why there was such a complete sword in this wasteland. She searched for a long time, but she didn't find any other complete soldiers. And when she grabbed it, she probably grabbed the most complete sword in the entire wasteland.

"Fate? When my father left, you came. ”

Maybe it's fate. I'm the only intact sword in this wasteland, and it's up to you to take me or not.

Mu Xiyao froze for a long time and inserted the sword in front of the grave.

"You stay with my father. Dad, your daughter is gone, you have to take care of yourself, I will come back to see you often. ”

With that, Mu Xiyao turned around and left. Although his body is thin, he is unusually determined.

The cold wind is Xiao Xiao, and the black fog is Xiao Xiao.

People are also Xiao Xiao, and so are swords.

Alas, she didn't take me away after all, maybe you and I can't be fated to do so.

This wasteland, after all, is still the same as usual. It's just that there is an extra grave and a skeleton next to him.

Perhaps, this is where I belong.

I don't know how long it took.

Is someone here again? Huh? Why is it her again?

Mu Xiyao walked slowly to the grave and gently picked up the sword.

"Man may be the original sin, but you are not guilty, and you should not be left alone. Maybe you don't want to be buried here. Perhaps, I don't want to ...... Ordinary burial in the world. ”

"Go with me on the road ahead. ”

Am I innocent? You don't want to be buried in the world, so why should I want to be buried here? Since you have chosen to take me away, please take care of me from now on.

A beautiful woman and an ancient sword, since then embark on this road forward. Just to not be buried here, not to be buried in the world.

It's a dilapidated village, a deserted village. It may be that the village is desolate due to its proximity to the wasteland.

It used to be a thriving village, but now it's what it looks like. The years are cruel.

Mu Xiyao walked in the village, looking at the overgrown weeds, dilapidated houses, and rats on the street, and couldn't help but wonder if there were still people living here.

"Girl. ”

Suddenly, a voice stopped Mu Xiyao's way.

Mu Xiyao followed the prestige and saw a fairly intact house with the door ajar, revealing half an old face inside.

"This old man, what is the matter?"

"You're from the wasteland?"

"Yes. ”

"Is this sword you are holding a wasteland relic?"

"Girl, if you don't like it, how about you come in and sit down for a while?"

Looking at the old man's face, Mu Xiyao really didn't dare to go in, "This ......"

The old man opened the door, "Come in." ”

Mu Xiyao thought for a while and walked in. As soon as you enter the house, you will have tables, chairs, benches, teacups, and utensils.

"Can you lend me the sword?"

"You please. ”

Mu Xiyao handed the sword to the old man.

The old man took the sword and looked at it as if it were his own lover.

"Jianxi, how can you hide your elegance like this. Girl, please take a seat and wait a moment. ”

The old man handed the sword back to Mu Xiyao and left alone.

Not long after, the old man returned with a piece of sand and gravel.

"The sword comes. As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, Mu Xiyao handed the sword to the old man's hand.

"Wait for me to polish it and restore your former style. ”

With that, the old man took his sword and polished it on the sand and stone. In a few simple strokes, the sword body has changed greatly.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Such a graceful sword, but unfortunately the rust has penetrated deep into the essence of the sword, and it can only be relied on you to take good care of it in the future. ”

The old man returned the sword to Mu Xiyao and entered the house with his hands in his hands.

And Mu Xiyao looked at the long sword in his hand, the sword that was once full of rust has now begun to show its edge, only there is a little rust on the sword body, after all, it is not a new sword.

"This scabbard is given to you, although it is not very compatible with this sword, but it is not much different, take it and leave. ”

Mu Xiyao stretched out her hand to take it, and the long sword was put into the sheath, except for the slightly longer scabbard, the other sizes were just right.

"Thank you, uncle, I don't know what you call you, uncle?"

"What do you call it? Wasteland Soul, Sword Lover. Let's go. ”

The old man then closed the door and said no more. Mu Xiyao thanked her and turned to leave.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, watching Mu Xiyao's back leave.

"The three-foot long sword slashes all the demons in the world. Wearing a green shirt, where is Hongchen home. The sword chooses the people, and the people are ...... by the sword."

The old man just now was very strange, and his technique was peculiar, and he actually removed seven or eight rust marks from my body by polishing it casually. He was also given a scabbard, which was also extraordinary, and it was extremely comfortable to be in it.

"Sword, sword, do you think that old man just now is a master of the hidden world? He said that he is a wasteland revenant, a man who loves swords. Could it be?"

Probably someone who survived the Wasteland War.

Mu Xiyao hugged the long sword with both hands, I don't know how long she has been walking, and she has no purpose, but at this time, she should have left Tongzhou and entered the prosperous realm.

I don't know when I came to the top of a mountain.

Suddenly, murderous!

There is a battle ahead!Mu Xiyao, you better leave quickly!

"Someone is coming. ”

"What if someone comes?"

At this time, there were two figures on the top of the mountain, one black and one white, talking, which were not interrupted by Mu Xiyao's arrival.

"Are you afraid that someone will come and see you dead?"

"You should be the one who died. ”

Mu Xiyao didn't know that the two had discovered her, and secretly hid behind a boulder and stared at the two of them closely.

"That man in black should be from the ghost path, what sect is this man in white?"

Looking at this gorgeous dress, it should be a Confucian person. But did Confucianism know how to use a knife?

"In this battle, someone must have fallen here, let me see how your sword attack is?"

"To kill you Luo Han, a knife is enough. ”

At this time, the long knife behind the man in white was unsheathed, and with a wave of his arm, the long knife went straight to Sui Luohan's neck with a tragic momentum.

"Is this person Sui Luohan? The strong man of the Ghost Prison never thought that he would see him here today. ”

Mu Xiyao looked at the man in black and whispered.

"In this world today, man lives to atone for his sins. Only death is liberation. ”

Sui Luohan's black long sword swept lightly, and then swept the long knife back.

"Then, why doesn't the Ghost Prison accept death?"

The man in white raised his hand to catch the long knife and asked.

"We are the messengers of death who will bring salvation. ”

"Stupid. ”

"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much. Demons attack. ”

Every attack of Sui Luohan was defused by the man in white.

Between the lightning and the fire, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths at the same time.

"You have the right to let me use my sword. ”

The man in white turned his long knife, and the long sword behind his back was already in his left hand.

"Okay! Let me see and see, you are proud, sword guard sword attack!

A burst of shouts shook the Quartet, and the ghost qi gushed behind Sui Luohan, and the ghost shadow appeared.

"When a sword comes out, a hundred ghosts cry, look at the world, and a hundred ghosts surrender. ”

"Ghost, Heaven, Kill!"

Sui Luo Han's endless ghost aura was surging and majestic, condensed on the ghost sword. A sword slashes out the ultimate killing move, vowing to kill the person in front of him.

"The sword guards and protects all things. ”

At this time, the man in white swung his long knife, and it was an infinite burst of vitality.

"Sword attack, cut the people. ”

With a swing of the long sword, the aura of death instantly hit the face, making it difficult to breathe.

One attack and one defense, against the old Luo Han, the ultimate killer move.

"Boom~" is the opposite of the extreme move, and it is actually a thunder of smoke and dust.

The sword flies, the sword falls.

"I ...... Defeated!"

When the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw the man in white sword reaching Sui Luo Han's throat, and the extreme move was opposite, and Sui Luo Han was defeated.

"Kill me. Sui Luohan closed his eyes.

But he saw the man in white with his sword unsheathed.

"Kill you? ”

"Why?"

"Man lives to atone for his sins. Let's go. ”

The man in white stretched out his arm and returned the long knife to its sheath.

"Atonement...... Is it?"

Sui Luo Han looked at the person in front of him and said confusedly.

"The sword is in the world, and the sword and sword shadow are the heavenly monarchs. Really...... Farewell!"

Sui Luo Han picked up the long sword, turned around and left.

"Sui Luohan was defeated?"

"Little friend, I've been watching the game for a long time, let's come out and talk about it. ”

"Huh?" Mu Xiyao was startled, looked left and right, and walked out slowly.

"Huh, you're a disciple of the Demon Dao?"

This person glanced at Mu Xiyao and couldn't help but wonder.

"No, no! I'm not a disciple of the Demon Dao. At this time, Mu Xiyao grabbed the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands and said nervously.

"Now that the Demon Dao is recuperating, it is impossible for a Demon Dao disciple to enter the world. Although you say that you are not a disciple of the Demon Dao, but the demonic energy on your body is rolling, and ordinary people can hide it, but it is not as good as my eyes. ”

"What should I do with this ......"? This person has revealed his true identity. Can you escape?

The identity was discovered, alas, but it is a pity that I am a sword, but you can't hear my cry. If there is a fight, you hurry away and let me stop him, and you will repay you for taking me out of the wasteland.

"A few days ago, I heard that the bloody Shura Mu Liujiang of the Shura Dao betrayed the Shura Dao with his daughter and died in the wasteland. I see that you are full of resentment, and you must have just returned from the wasteland. If my guess is correct, you are the daughter of Mu Liujiang. Isn't that right?"

"Senior, what you said is accurate. ”

"Alas. The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the Road of No Return, a generation of heroes, the blood-colored Shura Mu Liujiang. I wanted to have the opportunity to learn his Shura gun, but it's a pity. ”

"That's it, now that you and I meet here, it's fate. I thought, you have nowhere to go in the prosperous realm, right? Why don't you go with me to Confucianism? Would you like to?"

"Go to Confucianism?"

Mu Xiyao, you must go to Confucianism! Don't refuse! Why can't you hear it!

"What? Do you want to go to the Daomen or become a nun? Or do you want to die like this?"

"Let's go, if you go to Taoism or Buddhism like this, you will be suppressed on the spot, not everyone is as good at talking as Confucianism. ”

"Senior, can I worship you as a teacher?"

"Worship me as a teacher? I am free by nature, and I am afraid that I am not a good teacher. Moreover, you can't learn my kung fu. Spend the rest of your life in Confucianism. ”

"The junior's name is Mu Xiyao, I don't know what you call the senior?"

Mu Xiyao found out for so long, and she still didn't know the name of this person.

"If the sword is long, the sword spares people's lives. Walking all over the mountains, the red dust turned into clouds. The sword is in the world, and the sword and sword shadow are the kings of heaven. ”

"The sword is in the world, and the sword and sword shadow are the ...... of the heavenly monarch"

In the end, Mu Xiyao decided to go to Confucianism with Feng Tianjun. Confucianism can cover the demonic energy on his body, and at the same time, it can be regarded as finding a safe haven for himself.

The ancient sword whispered, Confucianism, it can be regarded as a memory of a hundred years ago. I'm looking forward to it.

One person, one sword, embark on a new journey.