Xue Yuan endured the pain, raised his hand to cover the dazzling golden aura, and said softly, "Xiao Yuelai lost." ”

Luo Xi glanced at the dazzling woman, and her eyes sank a little. Then she pursed her lips, and she kept losing her spiritual power to the half-opened Xue Yuan: "Don't think about it!

"......" Xue Yuan didn't speak again, he stood up with a long knife in pain, raised his sleeves, and threw the scattered blood beads behind him.

At this moment, Xiao Yuelai was like a flowing golden light, the knife and the person were integrated, the woman closed her eyes, and kept cutting the robe of the man in white with the golden knife.

The hundred-insect silk of the man in white was either cut by the golden knife or burned by the golden light.

There was also blood spilling from the white clothes.

Xiao Yuelai closed his eyes, relying entirely on spiritual power to perceive the other party, and the illusion that disturbed the vision was useless in an instant.

"Hahaha...... Bai Yi smiled, "It seems that I underestimated you, and it seems that I should take it a little seriously." ”

As he spoke, a scimitar appeared in his hand. A scimitar with a dark handle and a slight red glow throughout, the edge of the scimitar crawling with crimson totems.

Looking at the knife, Xue Yuan's heart rose with an extremely ominous premonition. The name of a scimitar weapon that he had never seen the power of came to his mind.

"Scimitar Hunting?!" Luo Xi blurted out in some surprise, confirming Xue Yuan's conjecture.

But immediately the two of them calmed down, it was not really a treasure weapon of the Southern Queen, it was just something that the man in white conjured up in the illusion.

"I'll see how long you can still have a hard mouth!" Of course, Xiao Yuelai recognized the scimitar that had been conjured up, but where would she put it in her eyes.

In her eyes, this is just a small person's class axe.

How could her true treasure burn Hua couldn't compare to a fake scimitar to hunt heads?

If the previous gemstone technique and mechanism technique of this man in white were a provocation to the people of the East China Sea, then this fake scimitar is now an insult to Xiao Yuelai himself.

Everyone knows that Xiao Yue, the supreme master of Canaan City, is the pinnacle of sword skills and is invincible.

Xiao Yuelai opened her eyes, and sure enough, the burning anger in her eyes was even worse, but the golden aura around her was constricted, and only a few circles of golden aura on the scimitar remained.

"Today, the old lady will let you see what the real sword spirit technique is!" Xiao Yue shouted.

Not good! Xue Yuan felt bad, and approached the angry woman with some unsteady steps: "Miss Xiao, calm down!

"So what! he must die under my sword today!" Xiao Yuelai said as he turned the golden knife in his hand, and a knife roared out, "Don't think that only your master, Izanasan, can use a knife!"

"Then use my master's knife technique to compete with Xiao Jincheng. The man in white emphasized the word "near-completion", and mocked Xiao Yuelai coldly.

"Xue Gongzi, stand down!" Xiao Yuelai flicked the moon white cloud sleeve with his backhand, shaking Xue Yuan back several steps. By the time Xue Yuan stood firm, the woman had already flown towards the man in white.

The man in white stood there, with an ominous cold and cold air, Xiao Yuelai turned a blind eye, and rushed forward to use her proud style of "rain in the sky".

The sharp sword light forced the man in white to retreat.

Xiao Yuelai did not stop, and then sent a killing move "Falling Cherry Blossoms and Looking for Cranes".

The man in white flew and jumped away, his body twisting like a snake to dodge Xiao Yuelai's rapid knife light.

Xiao Yuelai twisted his body, jumped up in the air, the golden knife was dazzling, and there was another style of "Crane Singing Jiugao".

"Miss Xiao really looks down on her, and she doesn't leave a way out. ”

The man in white dodged Xiao Yuelai's menacing knife technique, and a reddish scimitar in his hand shuttled between the sharp golden light, and the blade that was not even obvious was stunned to dodge and resolve Xiao Yuelai's moves one by one.

After three moves, Xiao Yuelai glared, and a layer of fine and clammy sweat beads appeared behind him.

Her hand holding the knife paused for a moment, this is impossible, how can it be?!

What kind of sword spirit technique is this, and how can you dissolve your own moves so easily?

She is proud, she must not accept such a ridiculous thing!

The three styles that I am most proud of, no one has ever been able to connect to the three styles of the previous one, and they have all been dissolved one after another?

"Miss Xiao, my lord has said that the most taboo in battle is unstable or hesitant at all. Xiao Yuelai only had this pause, and the man in white somehow flashed behind the woman, exhaling faintly against Xiao Yuelai's ear, like a poisonous snake spitting red letters.

Xiao Yuelai hurriedly turned around, and was about to return the knife, but the knife was halfway swinged, and half of the blood-stained blade had already been pushed out of the abdomen.

Xiao Yuelai looked at the scimitar that pierced her body in disbelief, turned around, and saw that the seriously injured Xue Gongzi forced the scimitar of the man in white to press down with a long knife, and then he waved his hand back and forced the man in white to retreat.

Of course, Xiao Yuelai is not a fool, she understood in an instant, if it weren't for the fact that this man in white used a long knife to press the scimitar of the man in white, what was pierced at the moment was the heart instead of the abdomen.

Because of this block, the blood that had just stopped at the wound overflowed again.

The wind blew, and under the white brocade clothes of the white-clothed man's exquisite workmanship and precious materials, a string of silver bells and snow ears unique to the north were exposed.

The five bells made a small but crisp sound in the wind.

Xiao Yuelai's complicated gaze, mixed with disbelief, annoyance, anger, and anger because of the defeat to the man in white, condensed after seeing the string of silver bells and snow spikes.

Then, the dissatisfaction in her eyes dissipated, turning into self-deprecation and sadness.

The man in white who retreated because of Xue Yuan's attack disappeared into the forest. Xue Yuan supported Xiao Yuelai and let her lie flat on the ground.

The woman was dressed in moon-white clothes dyed with a bewitching blood flower, and her delicate skin was white, thrilling beauty. But at this time, Xue Yuan's fear of beautiful women disappeared. The woman in front of him was not a rouge fan in his eyes, but a warrior like him.

She coughed violently, frowned in pain, and a black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Xue Gongzi, no, Xiao Yuelai should call Your Excellency ...... Childe Snow Source. Xiao Yuelai spoke, endured the pain, and said, "I'm sorry...... No, kill him, let you, get out. ”

"Miss Xiao, Xue Yuan and Luo Xi won't complain about the girl. Xue Yuan said earnestly.

"Hurry up and use your spiritual power to your abdomen. Luo Xi took her hand and pressed it on her stomach, "Hurry up." ”

"No, no need, I'm long gone......" As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Xue Yuan, "Young Master of the Xue Family, have you ever heard of 'chariot'?"

"An ancient legend of a group of thieves, who cultivated a strange spiritual art, swallowed the stolen things in their stomachs, and waited for a safe place to spit out, this thief is also known as the chariot. Xue Yuan said.

"It's hard to be a child, understand this, a ninth-rate thing. Saying that, Xiao Yuelai coughed again, spitting out more black blood.

Then, she opened her mouth and put a hand inside. Ignoring Xue Yuan and Luo Xi's incredulous gaze.

Then, she took out a roll of bamboo slips from her stomach.

Luo Xi's eyes widened: "This?

"This ancient secret technique was learned by Uncle Yun and handed over to us. We use this chariot technique to steal other people's spiritual secrets. ”

"This is the secret book of the Qing Su Department?"

"It's the secret book of the Qing Su Department. I, Xiao Yuelai, walked the rivers and lakes at the age of twelve, with strong spiritual power, guarded by my companions, and never suffered losses or been hindered. And where are we Donghai people who are good at detoxification and poisoning?" said the woman and sat up strongly, "Otherwise, how could I, Xiao Yuelai, become so embarrassed?"

"Son Xueyuan, Xiao Yue is here, ask for the son. Xiao Yuelai suddenly said.

Xue Yuan looked at her and nodded.

"Since Xiao Yue held the knife, he knew that he would not be able to live until he wandered the rivers and lakes, but it was just a matter of coming early and coming late. I, Xiao Yuelai, lost today to a sword spirit technique that I have never seen before, even if I am not convinced, I have to accept it. But Xiao Yuelai only has one thing to worry about. As she spoke, the woman stretched out her hand to touch the blood-stained golden knife, and the tenderness in her eyes was like stroking her lover's arm.

The dazzling golden knife was stained with blood, hiding a little bit of the piercing edge, and the blood on the blade didn't know whether it was her own or the man in white.

Only the spirit stone embedded in the heart of the knife was still scorching, so dazzling, just like this woman's proud gaze.

Then, Xiao Yuelai stretched out his hand and broke off the spirit stone without hesitation and handed it to Xue Yuan.

"Prince Xueyuan, this spirit stone, please give it to Jiayun Ye, just say, go first, don't read it. There's also this volume of cheats, we couldn't bring it back to the Ink Gang, so please take care of it for us. Childe is free to see or lose it, and he should return the reward for me to return the spirit stone. ”

After that, the woman coughed violently, spitting out pools of black blood, and black blood gushed out from the place where she had poked with a hairpin before, which frightened Luo Xi and used her silk clothes to plug those bleeding wounds.

"I ...... I...... I actually ......" Xiao Yuelai lowered her head, her long hair covered her face, and then she raised her head suddenly, her eyes were red, and two tears rolled down, the calm and indifference that she had pretended to be before were all broken, at this time she was like a very sad child, she roared: "I am unwilling, I am not willing at all!!"

Then she tilted her head, spat out a pool of black blood, and finally stopped coughing. She fell quietly on the dirt floor, but her eyes were still open, full of grievance and unwillingness.

This peerless woman, the legend of Canaan City, died in such a desolate manner on her own land.

That kind of relic, where does it look like a legend, she is just a young woman who has been mythologized.

Luo Xi stared at her slightly pale face, and then she took off the outer cover of her orange dress and put it over the woman.

Xue Yuan bowed deeply to the woman's body, and then he turned to Luo Xi and said, "Ah Luo, we have to go and find that guy, if we don't kill him, we won't be able to get out of this illusion." ”

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The author has something to say:

At the end of this chapter, you will enter a large chapter at the end. The author's first volume: Snow Origin is coming to an end, and after the end, the author will write two small additions, and then enter a new volume.

The author's article is written very willfully, and newcomers should not touch it, or online articles should not appear, all of which are in the author's text.

Code words all the way, in fact, there are more optimistic than optimistic. In particular, the author's transition is easy to make people feel inexplicable, and the author can only keep saying the recurrence of [], just to facilitate everyone to read the text and create a feeling of interspersed pictures.

I don't know why I'm insomnia tonight, it's a bit much, good night everyone!