Chapter 41: The Death of the Sword III
readx;? I ran out of the cave like crazy, all the way to the limit of my body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info came to a mountain cliff, the cliff is several feet high, called the bitter sea......
Qingheng smiled bitterly: "Bitter sea, bitter sea...... Hahaha...... What a sea of bitterness. "Poof......" Qing Heng spat out another mouthful of blood, and his breath became even weaker. Qing Qing hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Qingheng's hand with his hand, and continued to run the vortex force into it.
Qing Heng coughed a few times, and then gently straightened his sleeves and made it clear: "It's useless, don't waste your strength." Clearly sad eyes, two tears have slipped into his eyes at some point: "His Royal Highness King Heng, no...... As long as you go back with me, Your Majesty will definitely have a way to save you. ”
Qing Heng broke free of the hand that was clearly transmitting the spinning force, combed the scattered green silk, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "My own body, I know it myself." This body was already overwhelmed a few years ago, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still a trace of obsession in my heart, I would have dissipated long ago. ”
Knowing that he wanted to say something more, Qingheng waved his hand to stop him. "Needless to say, the scenery here is also very good, just let me dissipate here......" Then he turned his gaze and grabbed his hand clearly: "Chu Bo, you listen to me." This time the demon race reappeared on the continent in order to resurrect a person. ”
Fear flashed in his eyes: "Are you talking about the Demon King?" Qing Heng smiled: "Yes, it is the Demon King-Evil Monarch who was jointly killed by the eight major sects more than ten years ago. ”
Clearly silent, and then after a while, he said in a trembling voice: "Any named person of the demon clan has lived for at least a thousand years. Because they ...... It is imperishable...... Ten years ago, the Battle of Mocheng was to rescue the evil monarch from the underground, but fortunately, the action of that force shattered the illusion of the demon race to save people. Unexpectedly, they want to ...... again"
Knowing that his pupils were dilated, he knew that if they succeeded, the mainland would fall into crisis again. "No, I'm going to inform the head of the sect immediately, so that he can join the other six sects to come and stop the demon clan's conspiracy as soon as possible. ”
Qing Heng wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, exhaled and continued: "Actually, because of the help of that force, the demon clan did not invade the continent. The ...... who really came to liberate the evil It's the people of the Holy Gate Cave Heaven...... "What!" clearly only felt a thunderbolt in his head: "I didn't expect it...... It turned out to be the people of the Holy Gate Cave, they ...... Have you fallen into the devil?"
Qing Heng didn't speak again......
Drip...... DiDi ...... Qingheng's palms opened, feeling the last rain. "Clear, you go. The Holy Gate Cave Heaven dispatched four Dharma protectors this time. With Mocheng's current strength, it is impossible to ...... And now the strongest force in Mocheng has been invaded by the Holy Gate Cave Heaven......"
Qingheng's pupils tightened...... Have even that guy's people been invaded by the Holy Gate Cave Heaven?" seemed to think of something, and asked clearly and quickly: "Four Dharma Protectors, are those four Dharma Protectors as powerful as King Heng and you?"
Qing Heng smiled: "Two strengths are worse than mine, and there is one strength...... I don't even know about him! I just know that his strength is ...... Very strong, very strong!" was clearly surprised: "It is worthy of being one of the Hidden Sects, this strength is really strong!
"No, I have to go back immediately and write a letter to report to the sect!" Qing Qing immediately stood up, and then turned his head again: "If I leave, what will you do with His Royal Highness King Heng?" Qing Heng spread his hands indifferently: "Go, go, go! I can do it myself." ”
Qing Heng smiled clearly: "His Royal Highness King Heng is still the same as when he was a child!"
Qing Heng touched the sword beside him, and then muttered to himself, "You've been with me for a few years, old friend, do you want to continue to follow me?tell me your answer......?"
The rain is getting heavier and heavier...... gradually covered Qingheng's body. It also covered the entire Mocheng......
"It's been a long time...... It's been a long time since I've seen such a heavy rain. Ruoxi ...... "Qing Heng thought of this name, and the corner of his mouth hung up with a young smile again. It only felt that the rain was not cold, but began to warm up, warm his body, and overflow into his heart......
"Remember the years at that time, and there is no old day today. The land of a light is remembered, and the cliff of the bitter sea is missed. Qing Heng slowly stood up from the ground and shook the dust off his body. His eyes looked into the distance, "Time is running out! I'm afraid it's too late to go back now!"
"Qingyi, would you like to give me a ride?" the long sword kept letting out a mournful sound, hovering around Qingheng. Two drops of water flowed from the corners of Qingheng's eyes, I don't know if it was tears or rain...... Qing Heng used his whirlwind force, grabbed the Qingyi sword in his hand, and inserted it directly into his chest with the green blade.
Poof, the sound of passing through the flesh sounded. Qingyi ran through Qingheng's chest, and large areas of jet black were washed and fell to the ground with the rain, drop by drop......
"Let's bring this in!" Qing Heng's eyes were gentle, and he said softly, "Thank you......"
Rumble...... A black flame ignited on Qing Heng's body. The flame followed the long sword in Qing Heng's hand into the hilt. The hilt of the sword was originally silvery-white, but it slowly outlined the shape of a small black flame.
The rain, which fell heavier and heavier, flooded Qingheng's body......
Only two words remained: "If...... Xi ......"
Qingfeng Empire, in the palace, a man in black, about thirty years old, his eyes were staring at Mocheng, and if he calculated carefully, he should be staring at the dissipating Qingheng...... His eyes are rare pure black......
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