In the next few days, as the woman in the red shirt said, every evening, two people with knives would scrape layers of black shadows on my hands like cutting flesh, and all of them were put into a small box like a rouge box, and the knife hurt deep in the soul, and it was already the next day when I woke up after a few faints, but on the fifth day, I waited until the night shift was deeper, and the person who scraped the soul power still did not arrive.

Grandma is back?

I was slightly puzzled, but I was also at ease, grasping the gap between minutes and seconds, and concentrating on comprehending the sword intent.

Whenever you enter the state of sword enlightenment, you can briefly ignore the pain caused by scraping the soul, a few days later, it has become a habit, maybe the deep environment and artistic conception are different, after entering the Taichu Pavilion, the understanding of the sword intent has deepened a little, and there is a faint sign of breaking through the bottleneck, but this time the two people have not come for a long time, but it makes me a little uneasy, interrupted my thoughts a few times to open my eyes, and sighed secretly, it is really cheap.

When the moon set and the sun rose, I finally heard the door "squeak" and pushed it open from the outside, I quickly stood up, but found that the person who came did not know, and said directly without waiting for me to open my mouth: "You go." ”

"Let's go?"

I frowned, poked my head out the door, and said in surprise, "Don't shave?" ”

"Let's go now."

After the man finished speaking, he turned to leave, and when I saw that the tone was wrong, I immediately followed.

Leaving the range of the Taichu Pavilion, I found that the whole house was in a mess, and there were women in various colors running back and forth everywhere, all with anxiety on their faces, my heart moved, and I grabbed a girl in a pink dress and asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?" ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shook off my hand and said, "The Ghost Gate Dragon King took advantage of his grandmother's absence to forcibly take Liuyundu, the third aunt and the fourth aunt were not there, and the other five had already rushed to the ferry and were fighting hard with the Ghost Gate Dragon King!" ”

Ghost Gate Dragon King?!

I was stunned for a while, gritted my teeth, and hurried over in the direction of the crowd.

When I came, I was blocked by the canopy and the sedan chair, and I didn't see the environment of Liuyundu, and now I entered the town again, only to find that the whole town is like a garden in the south of the Yangtze River, with green bricks and green tiles, small bridges and flowing water, and my ears are full of soft drizzle, at first glance, it seems to be in the estuary.

But at this time, I didn't have the heart to linger in the scenery, running all the way, and when I arrived at the ferry with the flow of people, I found that the ferry of Liuyundu was so big, the ferry square reached by bluestone bricks could not see the end at a glance, the Yellow River of the rolling ancient road was meandering, and the front was already full of people, all of them looked vigilant, many people were still stained with blood, and on the river surface of the ferry, there were several large building boats docked, but the one sandwiched in the middle was not the same, not like a building boat, and it looked a little familiar.

couldn't help but squeeze two steps into the crowd, and when he saw it clearly, his heart sank: the dragon king ghost ship.

The Ghost Gate Dragon King is here in person?

Or Sha Qinglie?

At the same time, the sound of weapons clashing echoed in the ear compartment from time to time, quickly pushed away the crowd and plunged to the edge of the ferry, and saw the second aunt wearing pink yarn in the air like a kite with a broken line flying straight down towards the shore, and was about to go forward to rescue, a rainbow shadow had risen one step ahead of me, hugged the second aunt and then turned around and floated to the ground, and then stared coldly at the blue-robed man standing at the bow of the ghost ship, and shouted softly: "The dragon king of the ghost gate is so blatantly spreading wild here, is it to deceive me to cross the clouds and cross no one?!" ”

Sha Qinglie!

Looking at the strange man with a jeweled body and an ugly face on the bow of the boat, I gritted my teeth and sank my fingers deep into the flesh, but at this time, I saw the woman in the red shirt caress the second aunt lightly, her wrist shook, and a three-foot long sword with cold light suddenly appeared, and the soles of her feet gently kicked the ground, and her body fluttered up again, holding the long sword, and rushed towards Sha Qinglie.

"Swallows drill the clouds!"

The red-shirted woman was like a breeze, holding a sword as if flying straight into the sky, when the distance between her body and Sha Qinglie was less than an inch, the sword was like a rainbow, and the two of them instantly became a ball.

I never thought that the woman in the red shirt turned out to be a master of the sword, the sword went to the front, the move went straight to the point, the snow-white long sword was like a spirit snake, forcing Sha Qinglie to retreat step by step, and when I was about to withdraw from the bow range, I shouted "not good", although the red-shirted woman's swordsmanship is sharp, but the move is too old-fashioned, just a short duel, but has repeated the same sword move twice, although these two times have successfully forced Sha Qinglie to only focus on defense, but the third time, for this kind of master, it will never work again.

Sure enough, after the same type of spirit snake came out of the hole, Sha Qinglie's retreating figure suddenly stagnated, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his left hand became a claw and grabbed the wrist of the red-shirted woman, and his right hand turned into a palm and slapped his chest, and a stream of blood mist scattered in the air, the red-shirted woman was directly slapped from the bow of the boat and fell to the water, and when Sha Qinglie wanted to take advantage of the victory and chase and take his life, several figures galloped away, stopping the murderous Sha Qinglie, and the seventh aunt directly hugged the red-shirted woman, and the soles of her feet were full of flowers, Stepping on the waves, I returned to the ferry.

Seeing the situation, I hurriedly greeted it, and the seventh aunt put the red-shirted woman flat on the ground, and immediately someone rushed behind her, and was about to support the woman, who knew that she struggled and waved her hand, retreated from the crowd, and said with difficulty: "Who just made a sound?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and said that my mother wouldn't blame me, but I ran too close, and I was seen by the woman in red shirt at a glance, and said coldly: "It's you?" ”

I touched my nose, smiled flatteringly, and said, "The same swordsmanship can use three moves on a person in a short time, even if it is a man with a fire stick, I am afraid that he will not be able to see the way." ”

"Xiao Yi!"

The seventh aunt raised her eyebrows, and before she could say the next sentence, the woman in the red shirt said, "You can use a sword?" ”

I nodded: "Chutong Fur." ”

"Do you have a sword?" The woman asked with a deep breath and a voice as hard as she could.

I blushed: "Lost, lost." ”

After the words fell, the woman struggled to sit up with her hands on the ground, touched the long sword beside her and handed it to me and said: "Among our seven sisters, the third sister and the fourth sister are the strongest, but I went to Wushan with my grandmother on this trip, and the remaining five sisters together are not Sha Qinglie's opponents. ”

I shook my head with a wry smile, and said in my heart that this girl is straight enough, and she still wants to settle accounts with me at this time, but she still took the long sword in her hand, nodded and said, "I'm going to kill Sha Qinglie, not for you, but for myself." ”

Tightening his grip on the hilt of his sword, he got up and looked at Sha Qinglie, who was besieged by the three of them and did not lose the wind at all, frowned and looked at Aunt Seven and said, "Can you borrow a breeze from your aunt?" ”

The seventh aunt was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and after ordering someone to take care of the red-shirted woman properly, she untied the green silk tied around her waist, and wrapped her hand around me.

I haven't touched the sword for a long time, the moment the hilt of the sword came into my hands, I felt an unprecedented strength and confidence surging into my heart, the moment the soles of my feet fell into the ship's board, I didn't do it first, I cut off half of the corners of my clothes with my sword to cover my face, and I looked at the battlefield, and found that the grandmother of the Yellow River sat down and the seven apprentices were good at using different weapons, the second aunt was still holding a soft whip in the air and blowing whips, and another woman in a yellow shirt danced a folding fan, the fan was strong, and every move was filled with a faint thunder in the air, The other girl in a purple shirt used two short knives, her hand was like electricity, and her body was like a ghost.

At this time, the seventh aunt also joined the battlefield with Sitao, I was stunned, and found that Sha Qinglie's strength was so strong, the two hands were like iron, and they spread out with all their strength, and played an impermeable wall around the body, only defending and not attacking, but faintly gradually gaining the upper hand from the momentum, I was stunned when I saw it, but then I remembered that Lu Wushuang had said, the twelve hatred swordsmanship is alone in the world, and only half a set can beat her without the power to parry, today I comprehend the sword wind, and the sword intent is only half a step away, If even Sha Qinglie can't be defeated, how can he talk about revenge and bloody Jiuquan Mansion?

Tightly grasping the long sword in his hand, he shook it slightly, and watched it unfold in an instant, approaching Sha Qinglie.