"Guanlan Sword Technique" is such a sword skill, when Xue Wuxian regarded his official position and life as more important than anything else, he couldn't use such a sword skill, and when she suddenly died and came back to life, even if she died, she had to kill the Yue Emperor who "betrayed" him, he suddenly could use "Guanlan Sword Technique" again.

But he didn't plan to release "Guanlan Sword Technique", because subconsciously, he thought that it was the enemy's swordsmanship, not his Xue Wuji's, his Xue Wuji's swordsmanship was "Treading Snow Without a Trace".

The gray-blue cold mist rolled, shrinking towards the center, and finally condensed on the back of his long knife, which actually turned into the other half of the frozen blade, and forcibly turned the Dongying long knife into a broad-edged sword.

"Divine Sword Gate, Xue Wuxian, please!" Xue Wuxian seemed to be asking Wen Du to make a move, but in fact, he was asking the heavens to come. ，

The heavens had descended, cutting him off from those around him.

"I've already introduced myself, come on, you come first. This seat allows you to come first!" Facing Xue Wuxian who was a heavy infant, Wen Du's attitude was almost arrogant. The long knife in his hand was slightly raised, which was considered to be ready, but there was no ice gas released from his body.

Xue Wuxian's face twitched, he was actually not sure in his heart until now, because he still couldn't see through the person in front of him.

"Take the move, tread the snow without a trace!" He secretly motivated himself, making himself believe that in today's world, Yuan Ying Yizhong was invincible, and after lifting the transformed long knife, he stepped forward, and the sword qi unfolded.

His figure disappeared, and the light weapon in his hand also disappeared, completely turning into a violent blizzard, in the wind and snow, a little bit of metal flashed like a firefly danced, but there was no trace, truly turning the endless killing move into invisible!

And Wen Du saw such a powerful sword skill, his face actually showed an impatient look, and the heavy long knife in his hand suddenly lifted, and then fell down heavily.

"Take the move, the blood dance is red. "The gray-blue ice qi was suddenly stained with blood poison, turning into blood-colored swords, like a groundbreaking blow, falling fiercely!

【In the Pavilion】

When the father-in-law made a generous statement, preparing to do the thing of abolishing the emperor and turning the clouds and rain, all parts of the Heart Nourishing Palace, which had long been infiltrated like a sieve by the Indra Divine Cult, appeared Indra Divine Official, Jianzhou Nuer Kubu and some other "idle people" These people are as agile as the best scouts, and in a few flickering movements, streams of colorless and odorless wind and smoke emit out, polluting the air in a large area, and all the palace maids and eunuchs shrouded in this air are unconsciously sleepy, as if they have suddenly drunk too much wine, and they fall down one after another. The poisonous gas released by these agile figures is not a deadly poison, and it will not even cause much damage to the body and mind of these people, but it is just a very "soft" and extremely penetrating sweat medicine, rather than a soul-dispersing poison with the function of sweat medicine as a matter of course.

They are well aware of all the arrangements here, and they know that in the palace forbidden, there are treasured spiritual weapons that are specially designed to prevent soul scattering poison, and once the poison gas is released, it will issue an alarm, and only the ultimate poison master in the world like Du Wuxin can refine the soul scattering poison that ignores the spirit weapon, but this soul scattering poison is also very "soft", and it will not cause substantial harm to people, and this kind of sweat medicine can be regarded as the same way.

It was precisely because Du Wuxin could refine such a poison that she was also very sensitive to this poison itself, and after sensing the abnormal moisture in the air, she activated the anti-poison arcane enchantment given to her by Silver Dust, only to see the purple light on his body flickering slightly, and the originally somewhat sluggish expression immediately perked up, and his eyes widened and looked at everything around him.

In her field of vision, Xue Wujian's swordsmanship slowly faded, and she could only order the drone to continue recording everything that happened next, and she herself had to face the natural counterattack of the slaves in Jianzhou.

"This counterattack is to completely control the imperial palace of Ying Tianfu, so as to completely control the southern kingdom and achieve nominal unity. This is something that Du Wuxin is very sure of. Based on this certainty, she was expressionless, and she didn't panic at all as she watched the two palace maids in front of her fall softly.

"No matter who you are, spare them their lives!" Du Wuxin slowly stood up at the moment when the slight struggle between the two palace maids finally subsided, and a black halo slowly emanated from her body, which was the Arcane Linkage Dark Magic Dark Flow Demon Shield.

Her hands slowly lit up with a thin golden light, but it looked particularly dazzling in the dark atmosphere, as if she was forced to a desperate situation but still refused to give up the hope, the war spirit slowly turned into a terrifying arthropod like an alien insect, Du Wuxin's slender little hands turned into a terrifying arthropod like an alien insect, only six of the ten fingers remained, each finger was not satisfied with sharp barbs, but the fingertips were like crab pincers that could be opened and closed Xiao Ao, and the tip of Xiao Ao was as sharp as a lancet.

The power of darkness slowly solidified with the arcane activation, and the room that had been flickering by candlelight suddenly became extremely dim, and all the light took on an eerie dark blue. Du Wuxin's hood floated up automatically, covering her face.

"Their lives don't matter, the point is that you can't protect yourself. A cold voice came from behind the screen, and then a gray-blue ice light flickered violently, and the screen followed.

The room was lit by the icy light, the darkness receded, and the candlelight gave off its normal glow again. Du Wuxin's hand that turned into a war soul beast was restored, and she stretched out a slender hand and pulled the hood fiercely, as if she wanted to completely cover her face with the thin cloth.

And the perfect figure walking behind the screen stopped, or rather, froze a foot in front of her.

It was a perfect young man, whether it was as beautiful as a woman's face, or a flesh and blood body cast in absolute golden proportions, it was like the highest masterpiece of nature, meticulously carved and perfect, like a statue that a great craftsman had spent his whole life consuming, but this statue had nothing to show on the surface, no matter how perfect it was on the outside, it lacked the inner spirit, the perfect statue-like body, but a shell, a reckless mud tire, empty inside, a meaningless vanity.

This person made Du Wuxin really messed up, and it was even more unbearable than facing Xue Wuxian, she only had the most complete blankness at this time, as if facing the ruins of life, watching a red and gorgeous flower of hatred bloom on this ruin, her body was obviously grilled with anger, and in her heart, there was only a dead gray peace.

Du Wuxin, at this time it was as quiet as death.

And the perfect man in front of her, the young man in a gorgeous green robe, was really in chaos and shock at this time.

"Why are you here?!" Du Chuanchang's tone was full of unmistakable surprise.

That's right, the person who appeared in front of Du Wuxin was her brother and enemy, Du Chuanchang.

"......" Du Wuxin didn't want to speak, or rather, she had nothing to say to the person in front of her.

His appearance now is not much different from when he was a child, and he still maintains a neutral softness, but he has become strange in front of Du Wuxin, so strange that it is difficult to understand, so strange that he doesn't seem to be a human being, like an alien monster from outer space. Du Wuxin originally thought that she would cry, and she would cry out in front of him, insulting his betrayed parents, betraying his master, and betraying the faith and soul that had been flowing in her blood, but she didn't, she suddenly found that she was not angry with this person, and suddenly felt that everything this person did to her was just killing another person, a person who had nothing to do with her Du Wuxin. Her joys and sorrows about him, her vile deeds towards him, and everything about him were suddenly and utterly indifferent. "Is this the highest level of hatred? completely become a stranger?" she didn't know, a fourteen-year-old girl couldn't understand all the national hatred and family hatred that oppressed her.

She didn't understand this, because everything she carried was carried by another boy, and the weight of her life was borne by another handsome and beautiful girl-like teenager. The boy was called Silver Dust.

Du Wuxin's current feeling is like a rich princess, looking through the thick warm glass window, watching the little beggar who is about to freeze to death on the side of the road struggling on the side of the road in the snowy winter.

It wasn't until many, many years later, when Du Wuxin had become the old grandmother in the eyes of others, that she understood that from the moment she boarded Yinchen's diving ladder, to be precise, the moment she swore allegiance to Yinchen, she and Du Chuanchang actually lived in two different worlds.

She only learned at that time that there was a kind of revenge called detachment.

She doesn't understand it now, and she doesn't need to understand it, what she can only understand is that this so-called brother, this man who should be the best for his sister in the eyes of others, and protects his weak little sister behind him, will definitely sacrifice himself for the second time, the third time, and the countless times to Nano Future, who she hates and hates the most, without a trace of hesitation.

"Why are you here? In such a place, did the emperor choose you as a concubine? Where did he get the guts?" Du Chuanchang's voice suddenly rose high, with a trace of anger in his tone, and a trace of extremely valuable concern. After all, Du Wuxin is Du Chuanchang's younger sister and sister.

However, Du Wuxin didn't feel anything at all, because she knew that it was almost this person who buried the master, and the poisonous dragon sect that buried the ...... Clan.

Du Wuxin always remembered that she was a descendant of the Du family and a descendant of Jiangmen, and she would always remember this identity, and even became the driving force for her efforts to cultivate the Poison Dragon Sect's divine skills.

And the person in front of him has taken refuge in the hundred-year-old enemy of the Du family, an evil force that poisons the world.

No, there is actually no family affection between her and Du Chuanchang, from the moment Du Chuanchang promised Nalan Yewang to send him to that hateful bad old man to warm the bed.

Family affection, like love, is actually a very fragile thing, which seems to be natural and has been passed down through the ages, but in fact, a betrayal can write off a hundred years of selfless love and even flesh and blood sacrifice.

"Tell me!Good sister!" Du Chuanchang took a step closer, while Du Wuxin took two steps back.

She opened her mouth, and the words "don't come here" swirled around her lips, but she didn't rush out after all. She immediately used her own spirit, and even planned to sacrifice her own war spirit beast to activate the forced teleportation. In his field of vision, a green icon on teleportation standby lit up.

Seeing that the teleportation was preparing for the banquet, she was not too anxious, and her original hatred for Du Chuanchang cooled down a little. She tried to relax her muscles, slowly lowered her hand, and then answered Du Chuanchang's question in a diplomatic tone, without the slightest warmth or affection, or to be precise, her brother's question:

"Master is dead...... I'm just left to wander, right?"

"So you're in the palace? What did the emperor do to you? Tell me, if he really defiled you—"

"In that case, Nano will be unhappy in the future, right? Your so-called concern is just concern about your own interests, I, Du Wuxin, am your sister, and I am also a plaything and commodity in your hands, right?" Du Wuxin's voice was cold, but it was not calm, only a lifeless feeling.

"I'm your brother, your own brother!" Du Chuanchang shouted in embarrassment, his face was a little red because of his weak heart, and he looked extremely beautiful.

However, Du Wuxin only shook his head at him.

"I'm no longer your sister, your sister Du Wuxin actually died in the secret realm of the East China Sea a long time ago, in the Qinglong Decisive Battle Camp on the top of the mountain. Thank you, Du Chuanchang. Her voice seemed to be able to isolate Du Chuanchang from her thousands of miles away.

Du Chuanchang's body shook violently, at that moment, he felt that he really, forever, irretrievably lost his sister, lost Du Wuxin, he really became unaccompanied, alone, there is no one in the whole world who selflessly pays his heart, once upon a time, he thinks that kind of sincerity is not even worth a copper plate, there is no need to keep it at all, he Du Chuanchang is proud, he is the world's first young master, he does not need the care and caress of others, but now he suddenly wants to keep that feeling, but it is impossible to keep it anymore。

This distorted feeling made him crazy, making his heart full of darkness and distortion, and the almost forgotten jealousy of Du Wuxin's talent and talent in his heart suddenly erupted irrepressibly, almost startling himself, and at the same time, the anger towards Du Wuxin's "unsympathetic" also surged above his head, and even formed a visible red cloud above his head.

"Well, as a grass people under the rule of the empire, you can't help but listen to the call of the saint, the saint appreciates your alchemy talent, please go to Pershing, you can now pack your things and set off with me. The twisted anger made Du Chuanchang unscrupulous, and also made him lose the minimum ability to think, his originally smart brain actually stupidly thought that as long as he used the imperial order to oppress Du Wuxin and let her know that it was powerful, then when it came to Pershing, she was likely to remember the brother-sister relationship between her and Du Chuanchang when she was not in danger, and begged him to lend a hand, so that he could restore their relationship with the situation - even if it was betrayal and tricking Nano in the future.