The sudden sound of footsteps made the eyes of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang instantly sharpen, and then their eyes fell on the figure twenty meters away.

Looking at the handsome and familiar face in the distance, Zhang Liang's pupils shrank, and his eyes revealed unprecedented solemnity: "On this way, I have obviously covered up the traces, how did you find here?" ”

Mu Qingxiao ignored Zhang Liang, his eyes fell on Gai Nie and the long sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

Remnant Hong is a dragon-slaying sword, from the famous swordsmith Xu family, for Jing Ke to assassinate the king of Qin.

Completely different from other bronze swords, the Rainbow is made from fragments of stars that have fallen from the sky, and although the fragments look like rocks, they will burn with flames.

This sword is indeed very powerful, but it is also too fierce, and it will also be harmful to the owner of the sword.

The Yuanhong is on top of the remnant rainbow, and it is forged by the best swordsmith of the Qin State with a combination of hardware, which increases its power and eliminates the murderous aura in it.

Since then, Yuanhong has been given to Gai Nie, who has made meritorious contributions, and has become a well-known and terrifying weapon on the rivers and lakes, and the "Top Ten Famous Swords" of the Wind Beard Sword Spectrum ranks second.

In the information, Yuanhong was amputated by Wei Zhuang's shark teeth, but now it is intact, it can be seen that the situation is complicated, and his actions have really deviated from the trajectory of the world a lot, and Mu Qingxiao doesn't care about this.

"Mr. Gai Nie, I haven't seen you for two years, don't come unharmed."

"It seems that what Mr. Zhang Liang said is true!"

Looking away, Mu Qingxiao's gaze fell on the long sword in the hand of the handsome man, the long sword is light and sensitive, the sword body is slender and sharp, and it can emit cold and even freeze, it is indeed a beautiful and practical famous sword "Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Cold".

Although Shui Han is only ranked seventh in the sword spectrum, the ranking of the sword spectrum is not divided according to the strength of the sword, and each sword has its own uniqueness, so it cannot be judged that one sword is necessarily stronger than another.

Yuan Hong, Shui Han are already here, Mu Qingxiao's gaze finally fell on the last row, the old man with the fairy wind bone, the old man holding a black weird thin sword in his hand, it is indeed Xue Ji.

Taking in everyone's solemn gaze, Mu Qingxiao stretched out his hand, and a terrifying coercion came instantly, and under this terrifying coercion, the pavilion made a rustling sound.

Immediately, the famous sword in the hands of Gai Nie and the others was completely uncontrollable, and it came out of his hand, and it was already suspended in front of Mu Qingxiao in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Gai Nie, you kept Yuanhong very well for me, and I took the famous sword."

Gai Nie and the others looked at the terrifying scene in front of them, completely stunned, but under the coercion of terror, let alone action, they couldn't even say the words that reached their mouths.

Putting the three famous swords into the storage space, Mu Qingxiao's gaze fell on Xiaoyaozi again, and said, "I have also had a long talk with Chi Songzi, and I am a little interested in the secret technique of the Taoist sect, "Heavenly Sound Transmission". ”

"The Sound of Heaven" is a Taoist secret technique that allows you to directly use your mind to talk to the mind of others, and the enemy cannot hear it.

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying coercion dissipated, and the faces of Gai Nie and the others were still full of fear, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.

Zhang Liang also understood at this time that he was able to escape from Xiaoshengxian Village, obviously the latter did it intentionally, otherwise, there would be no possibility of escaping at all.

Coming back to his senses, Xiaoyaozi shook his head bitterly, and his lips squirmed a few times.

Getting the cultivation method of "Heavenly Sound Transmission", the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth hooked a smile, in this way, the nine famous swords have been gathered, and the last one is in Xianyang Palace, it is time to return to Xianyang City.

When the figures of Mu Qingxiao and Xiao Yi disappeared from sight, the corners of Zhang Liang's mouth pulled a trace of bitterness: "I didn't expect that not only Ling Xuan fell into his hands, but even Yuanhong and Xue Ji also."

Coming back to his senses, Gai Nie's gaze returned to calm: "There is really such a god in the world, I have never heard that the Twelve Princes are involved in the government, just now he can kill us at any time, but he did not kill us"

"This kind of transcendental saint-level figure cannot be restricted by a mere Qin State, and he must not care about worldly things, nor will it become an obstacle to us."

Recalling the kind of deterrence of Mount Tai just now, Wei Zhuang's heart couldn't help but tremble, just a breath made them helpless, I'm afraid that the legendary immortals are nothing more than that.

This kind of peerless powerhouse, if they are dedicated to the Qin State, their plans will definitely be in vain.

The latter didn't make a move just now, but just took away the famous sword, which means that he is not interested in worldly things, and presumably will not meddle in the grievances and grievances.

Zhang Liang took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and said: "It seems that we don't need to look elsewhere for the time being, but we don't have a sharp weapon in our hands, and our strength may be greatly reduced." ”

"Yuanhong was originally given by Yingzheng, but now that it is back in the hands of the Twelve Princes, it can be regarded as returning to its original owner, and it is time for me to change to a new sword."

After leaving the Mo family's stronghold, Mu Qingxiao did not rush to leave, but took Xiao Yi and followed the route back to Xianyang along the small town of Songhai, traveling around the mountains and rivers, happy like a fairy.

The beautiful scenery is just a flash in the pan for the monks, just like the journey under their feet, and there will be an end after all.

Looking at the bustling Xianyang City, Mu Qingxiao hugged the soft delicate body in his arms and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

I have been in this world for more than 12 years, and in these years, I have enjoyed the beautiful rivers and mountains of the Chinese National University, seen all the human feelings, and experienced the hellish test of life and death.

Looking at the bright pink beads in the yin and yang jade, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth hooked up a gentle smile, half a year ago, the bead left by Long Er once lost its luster, and now it seems that it has completely recovered.

Coming back to his senses, his eyes fell on the splendid Xianyang Palace, Mu Qingxiao took Xiao Yi to quietly avoid the guards of the Qin army, and took the lead in coming to the East Palace.

At this time, looking at the gentle and virtuous Concubine Yun in the East Palace, this mother who has raised herself for ten years, a trace of warmth rose in her heart, Mu Qingxiao is not a cold-blooded animal, it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no trace of emotion in her heart.

Thinking that she was about to leave, she would not meet in the future, and after the fall of the Qin State, this gentle and skillful great woman would probably not be able to escape death.

Treating people close to him, Mu Qingxiao has always been gentle and kind, and he is naturally as cold as the wind when he treats enemies.

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