"Okay, okay, don't cripple people."

Changsheng Zhenren stood outside the arena, and when Shen Yipi almost beat people to autism, he hurriedly stopped him.

At this time, the people of the Seven Heavens Sect who came to participate had already left, and only Changsheng Zhenren remained in Xuantian Sect, silently watching Shen Yipi unilaterally beat Han Chen Zhenren.

Most of the people in the Nine Dust Sect are obsessed with immortality and the way of divination, because the way of divination can predict the next attack of the opponent, so the disciples of the Nine Dust Sect have a great advantage when facing the enemy.

However, when they encountered the monks who were completely overwhelmed, on the contrary, divination became a kind of constraint.

Han Chen's real person's strength is not weak, but what he met was the first person in sword cultivation, Shen Yipi.

With a disdainful smile on his face, Shen Yipi broke the third rib on Han Chen's left side, and then withdrew his sword.

"It's a bit heavier." Changsheng Zhenren walked over, glanced at Han Chen Zhenren who was lying on the ground, and shook his head disapprovingly, "There are three broken ribs on the left and right, even if you want to teach others a lesson, you don't have to be injured so symmetrically." ”

Shen Yipi smiled nonchalantly: "This injury is symmetrical, so it's not easy to treat." ”

"That's it, let's go back to the Sword Sect first, I don't know what happened to the Sword Shrine? I haven't been summoned for a long time. ”

Referring to the sword mound, Shen Yipi shook off the blood stains left on the sword: "No matter what, if anyone disturbs her purity, I will let anyone not be clean in this life." ”

Changsheng Zhenren sighed worriedly: "You, the monk Mingjing has said, let you relax your murderous intentions, and if you continue like this, you ......"

"I've found an apprentice, and the rest is up to fate." Shen Yipi behaved extremely freely.

The two talked as they walked, but they didn't put Han Chen, who couldn't afford to be seriously injured, in their eyes, and Han Chen really lay quietly on the ground as if he was pretending to be dead.

It wasn't until the two of them had left that he slowly raised his head, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"If you can't die, get up." Qihua Daojun didn't know when he arrived at his side, with a slight mockery on his face, and then said, "This plan was interfered with by Shen Yipi, this kid won't live long, and he will jump up when he is about to die. ”

Han Chen Zhenren endured the injuries on his body and stood up tremblingly: "It's okay, senior brother's hexagram will never go wrong, the Blood Lake Sword is born to belong to Jiuqu, which no one can change." ”

"But your senior brother also said that Shen Yipi couldn't find an apprentice."

Han Chen Zhenren glared at him with a gloomy face: "What are you questioning?" Jiuqu's life is extremely expensive, even God loves him, there is nothing in this world that he can't do. ”

"I'm afraid that no matter how expensive my life is, there will be a day when someone will use it up." Qihua Daojun said with a smile, "I don't know what kind of hatred you Jiuchenmen have with that woman, you don't want to let her go even if you die, do you really have to get the Blood Lake Sword if you practice Jiuqu?" ”

"Heh, you said that we are not kind," Han Chen Zhenren smiled fiercely, and also looked at him with sarcastic eyes, "Everyone knows where the Blood Lake Sword came from, and it is thanks to your Xuantian Sect that you forced that woman to death." ”

"Don't just talk about my Xuantian Sect, it was a joint decision of the Seven Heavenly Sects at that time."

"Hmph, I thought that the woman would be a hundred when she died, but who knew that she had taught a good apprentice."

"Who made her the predecessor of the Sword Sect sit on the head of the Forgotten Peak, Ye Shangqiu."

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Gu Yunying covered the left half of his face, and for a moment, his brain seemed to be knotted.

There are countless questions coming to mind, such as the identity of this woman, her relationship with this woman, and the role of this altar, etc., and there are too many puzzles to solve along the way.

"You say I'm your daughter?" In the end, Gu Yunying picked the most important question, "Then tell me, how to get out of here?" ”

The woman let out a long sigh: "Do you want to leave your mother so much?" ”

After that, the woman also wiped the tears that did not exist in the corners of her eyes.

Gu Yunying: "...... Sister, can you take a look at the surrounding environment, if I accompany you for a while, I can always be with you. ”

"It's not big or small, it's called mother!" The woman slapped her on the head.

Gu Yunying covered her head, she was very irritable, she knew in her heart that she should follow this woman's words and coax her with kind words, but for some reason, she couldn't scream anyway.

"That's it, I'm too impatient, you were sent away just after birth, and you don't have much affection for me." The woman reached out again and rubbed Gu Yunying's head, "Good girl, I miss you for my mother." ”

Hearing the three words obediently, Gu Yunying fell silent.

I still remember that when I was a child, someone would call her that, and then after the woman who gave birth to her escaped, no one would call her that anymore.

The so-called blood and family affection, she has never enjoyed it, and she can't understand it.

"I want to know how to leave." Gu Yunying continued.

"Oh, by the way, you shouldn't have seen your father's appearance, I'll find it for you." The woman didn't seem to have Gu Yunying's request, and buried her head in the pile of pictures accompanying the funeral, "Your father is handsome, if it weren't for your father's good looks, I wouldn't have been deceived by him." ”

Gu Yunying listened silently, she remembered Wen Dongting's appearance, he was indeed quite good-looking, but he was still not as good-looking as the white-haired fox.

I don't know what the white-haired fox is doing, if she dies, then according to the effect of the symbiosis contract, he should also ......

"Speaking of which, you look exactly like your father, but you don't have the courage to kill him from the ground to the sky...... Oops, finally found it! ”

The woman brought the scroll to Gu Yunying's front and spread it out with a wave of her hand.

The man in the painting is dressed in red, as if dyed by hot blood, he holds a sword in one hand, and the moment he looks back, the rivers and mountains behind him are all lost.

Gu Yunying looked at the man's appearance and unconsciously touched his face.

Because her current appearance is indeed ninety percent similar to that of a man, her delicate eyebrows and eyes are enough to be stunning.

However, the only dissimilarity is that when the man looks back, his always cold and indifferent expression is quietly revealed at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

It is that trace of warmth, just like the first rays of sunrise that break through the clouds, and the first shoots that break out of the ground.

At the very end, it is touching.

After looking at this picture scroll for a long time, Gu Yunying muttered, "Who is this person?" ”

Although he is really good-looking, this is definitely not Wen Dongting!

Engaging in wool, is it possible to engage in wool for a long time, and suddenly change from a warm drama to a family ethics suspense drama?

"Your father." The woman said as a matter of course.

Gu Yunying covered her face and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Come, you look at me and your father more, and I'll look at you more." The woman forcefully broke her hand away, forcing her to look at it a few more times.

Gu Yunying looked at the man in the painting, and then at the woman, such two people can really only be described as a good match.

"Remember my face and your father's face?" The woman asked with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Yunying nodded slowly.

"That's good, try to remember for a long time." The woman held Gu Yunying in her arms, patted her on the back, and looked at her lovingly, "The time is almost up, I'll give you something more." ”

Gu Yunying was stiffly held in the woman's arms, although she was surrounded by a blue flame, but because of the woman by her side, she did not feel the previous heat, on the contrary, a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow froze her all over.

It was the temperature of the woman's body, or the cold of the ghost.

The woman beckoned to the Ten Thousand Sword Box, and the Ten Thousand Sword Box obediently flew over, and wanted to rub the woman's arm, but it never touched.

Gu Yunying was so angry that her teeth itched, and this guy still had two faces.

When I followed her, I was like an old man who ignored people, but now I look like a very obedient baby.

"This is my former magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Sword Box." The woman's fingertips glowed with a white light, making the Ten Thousand Sword Box freeze in front of her, "Back then, I expected that I would definitely fall, so in order not to be taken away by those bastards, I sealed this child's instrument spirit, and then sent my disciple to the realm of extraterritoriality." ”

"I didn't expect to go around and around, and you got it, which can be regarded as a kind of fate in the dark, and now I will unseal it, and it will listen to you in the future."

As she spoke, the white light in the woman's hand spread along her fingertips to the body of the Ten Thousand Sword Box, and it was as black and simple as a tattered sword box, gradually unsealing it in the white light, revealing its original appearance.

It is still as black as the night, but it is flashing with a little starlight, as if thousands of stars are falling like nine heavens, falling on the ten thousand sword box, on the edge of the box, the gold and silver staggered lines are revealed, gradually forming layers of formations, the seal is lifted, and the blessing is on the ten thousand sword box, as if covered with a layer of golden light.

Suddenly, a Suzaku cry resounded.

"And this Blood Lake Sword, which is made of the blood sacrifice of 10,000 people and my flesh and blood, although it has a monstrous evil aura, but because of the condensation of a trace of my blood, it is naturally close to you, and can be used as your natal weapon."

The Vermilion Bird transformed into the Blood Lake Sword turned into a palm-sized and stopped between the woman's palms, looking at her with curious, ignorant but nostalgic eyes.

"Come, stretch out your hand." The woman said softly.

Gu Yunying reflexively stretched out her palm, and then reacted, and when she wanted to take it back, the woman had already handed the Suzaku into her hands.

Then he raised his arm and slapped it hard, slapping Suzaku into Gu Yunying's palm.

Gu Yunying's palm was slightly hot, expelling the bone-chilling cold from her body, and with a movement of her heart, the crimson Blood Lake Sword came out of her palm and was quietly held by her.

"It's time, it's time to send you away."

The woman's voice gradually weakened, and Gu Yunying looked back and saw that the woman's figure had also begun to fade.

She knew that it was because the time limit of the other side flower was coming.

"Thank you......" Gu Yunying accepted these two magic weapons, although she still didn't know the identity of the woman, and she was not sure if she was really a mother and daughter with the woman.

But when I saw the woman's care for her, I still felt something in my heart.

The woman smiled, her lips twitching, as if she was saying something, but Gu Yunying couldn't hear it clearly.

She watched as the woman spread her arms and fell back with a relieved smile.

"Wait a minute, don't jump!"

Gu Yunying watched as the woman fell, and the enchantment formed by the ten thousand swords shattered, and the blazing flames swept up, like a giant beast with a bloody mouth open, greedily devouring the woman's body.

She looked at the picture of the woman being engulfed in flames in a daze, and suddenly, a scene came to mind-

In the sea of corpses piled up by tens of thousands of corpses, there was a female figure slowly and calmly walking up to the altar, and nearly a thousand monks hurriedly came, their faces blurred, only their mouths were buzzing, as if they were persuading, as if they were insulting.

The woman faced Wanfu's fingers, spread her arms, and jumped into the furnace.

The scene at that moment overlapped with the present, as if it were a world away.

"Master! Master, don't you! ”

There was a cry that was exceptionally clear, with a deep sorrow of despair.

Gu Yunying turned to look, and a familiar face came into view.

"Master?!"