As if sensing Shen Feng's puzzled gaze, the sword idiot showed a wry smile, and then shook his head helplessly.

Looking at that look, it's like saying, don't ask me, it's useless to ask, and I can't speak.

Inside the Maple Pavilion.

"Senior brother, you remember, if Ning Xiang dies and you can't resurrect Jiang Zhan, even if you chase and kill to the ends of the earth, I will take your life!"

After Liu Qinxin said this, he suddenly took a step to the side.

She relented.

"Don't worry, when I resurrect the peak master, our ninth peak will no longer be a vassal of the Great Shining Sun Sect!"

The next moment, the black-robed man moved, and he stepped forward with one foot.

"Boom!"

Without waiting for Shen Feng to rush over, the sword idiot couldn't help it first, even if he was seriously injured now, he endured all the pain on his body and rushed straight over.

The thin mist on the mountain cliff in the evening was suddenly drawn a bewitching blood line at this moment.

Almost instantly, the sword idiot rushed in front of the black-robed man.

The latter was immediately forced back, but the injuries on the sword idiot's body were even more serious.

"Liu Qinxin, what are you still doing in a daze, do it!" The black-robed man seemed to have some scruples at this moment, and asked for help from Qinxin's mother-in-law.

"Buzz ......"

Something in the air was shaking violently.

"Senior Brother Sword Idiot, let's go."

Liu Qinxin raised his right hand and waved, and pieces of blood-red camellia petals began to flutter in the air.

"I don't want to do anything with you."

She spoke softly.

But the sword idiot shook his head.

The next moment, those camellias that filled the air began to spin.

The piercing murderous aura, even if Shen Feng was a hundred meters away at the moment, he could still feel it clearly.

The sword flickered, he closed his eyes, pinched his hands into a sword, and pointed forward quickly.

The wind is blowing.

It was a fierce wind rolled up by the sword qi, roaring with flying flowers and falling leaves, yellow sand and rocks.

At this moment, it was as if everything in the world had become his sword!

The grass is a sword,

The withered branch is a sword,

Dust is a sword,

Dew, too, sword!

"Huh!"

The sword idiot spoke.

Immediately after that, countless ripples suddenly flowed out of the void, falling leaves, dead branches, dew, grass, stubborn stones, gravel, and everything around them became sharp sword blades at this moment, they floated in the air, swirled, roared, and formed a series of brilliant sword shadows.

"A sword is out—"

"Break Kyushu!"

The sword idiot spoke, and the sword qi in the sky trembled at this moment, and then as if he had been pulled by something, he flew straight towards the black-robed man.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

The pitch-black aura phantom in the air danced wildly.

There are camellia petals falling in the sky.

The mist that had been permeating the cliffs was dyed red,

The ground was strewn with faint traces of blood.

The sword light rippled, and the magic tricks were staggered.

The night sky, which was originally pitch black, has now been illuminated by the strange tricks of the three people.

The battle between the three monks in front of him was seriously beyond Shen Feng's cognition.

He stood still, not daring to move. Because at this moment, even the slightest aftermath over there was enough to crush him to pieces.

Suddenly, a camellia petal slashed across the sword idiot's neck.

The blood beads in mid-air look so enchanting in the night sky.

His expression was also completely frozen at this moment.

The sword idiot looked at the black-robed man in front of him who was almost killed, and then looked back at his junior sister.

He smiled.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, sometimes there must be in life.

There is no time for life...... Don't force it.

On the other side, the black-robed man took advantage of this gap, waved his hands, and a pitch-black lightning bolt directly hit the heart of the sword idiot.

The battle is over.

As for the last desperate blow of the sword idiot before, after what magic weapon he used to resist the attack, he only suffered some minor injuries and took a few steps back, and there was no major problem.

"I'm sorry, senior brother."

Liu Qinxin slowly took a few steps forward, supported the sword idiot who was about to fall to the ground, and actually cried.

Shen Feng, who was in the woods in the distance, suddenly looked stunned when he saw this scene.

Looking at this posture, the two seem to be quite familiar with each other.

There is definitely a story between this sword idiot and Qinxin's mother-in-law!

"No...... I don't blame you...... I understand, I ......."

"Stop talking!"

Liu Qinxin was in tears as she blocked his mouth with her fingers,

"I know all of this, in fact, you found out about all this three hundred years ago, but you don't want to expose me, so you just change to the Closed Mouth Meditation."

"But our Ninth Peak always has a backbone, and we can't become someone else's vassal!"

The sword idiot showed a wry smile, it turned out that he had been discovered a long time ago.

The silence was broken, but at this time, he still didn't know what to say.

Three hundred years ago, he had too many things to say to Liu Qinxin.

But three hundred years later, he knew it was too late.

In fact, in the eyes of the sword idiot, it doesn't matter if you are attached or not, everything is fine with the person in front of you, that is the most important thing.

"Sword Idiot!"

Liu Qinxin glanced down at the sword idiot, and suddenly let out an exclamation.

The chest that was covered by the sword idiot before, there was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the sword idiot knew that he would not live long.

"Don't ...... Stop trusting those Lunarians, good ...... Stay alive! ”

The sword idiot used all his strength to finally squeeze out such a sentence,

"Live well!"

Liu Qin couldn't cry silently.

She once thought that the sword idiot had changed, but until this moment, she realized that the sword idiot had never changed in the past few hundred years.

"Senior Brother Sword Idiot, don't die, you look at me, look at me!"

Liu Qinxin looked a little flustered, and her appearance suddenly changed.

The wrinkles on her face suddenly faded, her gray hair became dark and long, growing from her ears to her waist, and a rich vitality suddenly appeared on her body, and she became young again.

Shen Feng had already rushed into the Luofeng Pavilion at this moment, looking at the sword idiot who had fallen to the ground, and Liu Qinxin, who looked dozens of years younger.

He froze.

Is this still the incomparably old Qinxin mother-in-law on the end of the world?

What kind of gorgeous woman is in front of her, in a sea of blood-red camellias, her whole body is wrapped in an inexplicable rhyme, she is smiling, her eyes are staring at the sword idiot, vibrant, heroic, between her gestures, there is a great resonance!

Yes, this is the breath that is unique to monks in the Transformation Period!

This is like an old woman in her twilight years, and she is clearly a peerless fairy in her cardamom years!

The sword idiot suddenly laughed.

As his name suggests, he laughed stupidly.

He seemed to have returned to his youth, and in the teacher's door, he saw the gentle woman who had just entered the teacher's door for the first time, and he was fascinated by the ignorant young man.

In those green years, he hid on the backyard wall, quietly watching the days when his junior sister practiced swords, and quietly came to mind again.

The figure of his youth is now in front of him, and the good times engraved in his heart in those past years are flowing endlessly at this moment.

May there be years to look back on.