The last sunset faded into the desert, the wind finally stopped, and the amazing bloody battle finally came to an end.

With the last trace of strength to kill Cao Yunjiao, He Busi was exhausted, could no longer support it, and fell to the ground, while he still held the iron sword in his hand.

Luo Qiyue slowly walked to his side, squatted down and held his hand, wanting to take off the sword in his hand but couldn't break his hand, he was so tight, so tight, as if what he was holding in his hand was not the sword, but his life.

She could only gently ** his hand and look at his ordinary and cold face.

His face still looks young, but it is engraved with indifference and perseverance that is completely incompatible with his age, and many things will turn into traces of time even if they pass, and they will be engraved on people's faces and can never be erased.

He once said that Cao Yunjiao was not strong enough.

He wasn't referring to strength, Cao Yunjiao's strength was far stronger than him, even stronger than all the enemies he had ever seen.

He is talking about the heart, the heart that has endured the erosion of time and the suffering of the world, and a person is only truly strong when his heart is strong enough.

She was suddenly very curious, curious about Cao Yunjiao's death, he shouldn't have died, she thought that it must be herself who couldn't escape, curious about what kind of place the Sword Washing Ice River was, and curious... His past......

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Slight footsteps came from behind them, and two people walked slowly.

One person is wearing a brocade robe, obviously a man but with a soft complexion, and there is a portrait of a woman.

The other was cold and eerie, like a demon hidden in the dark.

"One person killed Cao Yunjiao, and he actually grew to such a point",

A man with a woman's image said.

Luo Qiyue said: "Does the left protector know He Daxia?"

The left protector, of course, was the protector of the Holy Fire Sect in the past, and worshiped Du Hehuan in the sword and red mansion.

Since Du Hehuan is here, the other person is naturally the Faceless Ghost King.

His person is the same as his title, and even if you get closer, you can't see his face clearly.

Du Hehuan took his hand and said: "He Daxia, when I trained him, he was just a little-known disciple of the Red Mansion of Worship Sword, and now... Completely different",

It's quite different.

At the beginning, He Busi was weak, cowardly, and there was nothing surprising, Du Hehuan didn't even remember that he was a disciple of that peak.

But now that he has been completely reborn, Du Hehuan is also surprised.

"Femdom... You mean the bureau of the Moro Martial Arts?",

Luo Qiyue's face changed suddenly.

She naturally knew about the game of "Moro Wudian" arranged by Du Hehuan to resurrect Wei Qinghong, and even in this game, she was an accomplice.

Du Hehuan used that book to kill many people who couldn't resist the temptation, and then drew their strength to lay down the Yin and Yang cults.

"He was the only one who survived",

Du Hehuan said.

Luo Qiyue's fingers trembled suddenly, and the hand holding him tightened a little, muttering, "This is... I almost killed you",

Who would have thought that the boy who almost died at their hands a year ago would become the heir of the Sword Washing Ice River? Who would have thought that one day they would meet here?

The ghost king snorted coldly: "What kind of fate? This kid doesn't have the ability to kill Cao Yunjiao at all, but he dares to break our formation and impose a sword ban on us, one person against Cao Yunjiao, if he doesn't kill Cao Yunjiao by luck, it's us who die."

He hooked his five fingers, and the yin wind gathered at his fingertips.

Luo Qiyue's face turned cold, and she got up and stood in front of He Busi.

Du Hehuan also stopped him and said: "It was not a fluke that he killed Cao Yunjiao, he did have the ability to kill Cao Yunjiao."

The ghost king snorted coldly: "Their foundation is so far behind, why did he kill Cao Yunjiao?"

Du Hehuan said: "With the poison of snake venom weeds",

"Snake venom?",

The Ghost King frowned, looked at Cao Yunjiao's corpse and suddenly understood.

Snake venom grass is a kind of plant that grows in the Western Regions, contains highly poisonous, the blood of the poisoned person is coagulated, and the symptoms of snake venom are generally the same, so it is called snake venom weed;

Luo Qiyue also understood, but there were more puzzled places, and said: "It is indeed a symptom of snake venom, but how could he be poisoned by snake venom weeds?"

In order to deal with Cao Yunjiao, they had long considered poisoning and killing, but Cao Yunjiao had no friends, no relatives, nothing around him, no one could get close to him at all, and naturally no one had the opportunity to poison him.

Du Hehuan said: "There is a technique of aura quenching poison in the "Sword Poison Secret Codex", which can incorporate the poison of snake venom grass into the aura in advance."

"As long as he quenches the aura first, Cao Yunjiao forcibly devours his aura with Wu Gong is toxin, and it will naturally be passed on."

Luo Qiyue suddenly understood, but she gasped and said, "Yes, only by using this method can the poisonous seed of the snake venom grass enter the body of He Busi.... But even if he cultivates the technique of aura quenching poison, he can only temporarily suppress the poison before the completion of the "Sword Poison Secret Codex", if Cao Yunjiao does not use Wu Gong to devour his aura, once the poison of the snake poison grass cannot be suppressed, then it is he who dies."

"Yes, this is a bet he made with his life",

The Ghost King snorted coldly, "After all, it's not a fluke?"

Du Hehuan glanced at him and said: "You don't understand at all, he only used to swallow Wu Gong twice in this battle, and each time it was very jerky, which shows that the swordsmanship he has majored in this year has not often used Wu Swallowing Gong to fight against others, especially when a master like Cao Yunjiao is fighting against life and death, it is useless to swallow Wu Gong;

"Such a temptation Cao Yunjiao can't refuse, swallowing Wu Gong has cultivated to the ninth level, and it is already difficult to improve his own strength by devouring the aura of ordinary monks, and only by devouring the 'Gu worm' who also cultivates Swallowing Wu Gong can he break through again, so Cao Yunjiao will definitely use Swallowing Wu Gong to devour all his aura, which he knew very well from the beginning",

"That's why he quenched the snake venom into the aura, which seems to be very dangerous, but he has already won the battle",

"This is his wisdom, and you are not worthy of him",

The ghost king frowned, but he didn't say anything.

A person who thinks so carefully and dares to gamble his life no matter who dares to underestimate him.

"So what to do with him now?",

"What kind of treatment? I'm going to take him back to heal his wounds, don't blame me for being rude if you dare to touch him."

Luo Qiyue glared at him, leaned down to pick him up, her movements were so gentle, she had already consumed a lot of aura, but she didn't feel heavy at all......