Chapter 41 and Jun Mo Road

With a "bump!", a loud sound of gas breaking through the air fell, followed by a "hiss" accompanied by a burnt smell.

A trace of green qi rose, and a blue glow burst out from the handsome body.

"Bunfu, I won't let you fall into the devil, I will definitely help you return to the right path, no matter what the price you need to pay, you have to wait for me, hold on!"

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about, I just know that the only person I trust and love is gone, everything is fake, I don't hate, but I never want to see her again!"

The handsome heart is not good, and the scales appear on his arms, the green light is shining, the huge light is soaring to the sky, and the beauty is majestic as if the aurora has descended into the world.

"That's ...... Demon power!" Luo Yan saw the scene, and whispered in a low voice, his big clear eyes full of surprise.

The cold air rose between heaven and earth, and Handsome didn't care about the palm print on his chest that was still glowing with blood red, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the heavenly seal was in his hand, and in an instant, Bunsuke's figure moving forward was stagnant.

"You ......" Wen Fu's resentment was monstrous, but under the suppression of Handsome, the purple fire in his hand became more and more dim, and it was replaced by a strange power from Wen Fu's body, a thousand years of Xuan Ice.

Suddenly, Bunsuke's chest shook, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and then he stumbled to the ground, and his eyes gradually became clear: "Eh! What's wrong with me! Master! Handsome!" As soon as the words fell, Bunsuke felt as if his body had been evacuated, and he fainted to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The wind was sluggish, the rain was continuous, and the handsome saw Wen Fu fall safely, a bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and the demonic power above his head weakened several times, and finally a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Looking at the second daughter who was hurrying not far away in the haze, he also fainted weakly.

He knew that even if Bunsuke was safe today, but he had already planted the seeds of resentment in his heart, he not only wanted to cut off the immortal path, but also kill everyone around him, he could no longer withstand betrayal, and he no longer wanted to get eternal life, maybe from now on, the harmless Bunsuke would take a different path in life......

At night, pitch black shrouded the entire Kunwu City, but although the city was desolate and desolate, and the rubble was everywhere, it was difficult to hide the mixed feelings after life and death.

The stars twinkled at a few o'clock, the inn was simply renovated, and everyone hung up a few red lights inside and outside the inn.

On the brightly lit city wall, two phantoms were hidden in the darkness, and the immaculate slender figure really looked so powerless under the constraints of the scarred figure.

"What's the matter?" The man asked with a little sarcasm, but before the woman could speak, the man snorted coldly: "Ling Xue, don't forget our agreement at the beginning, from today onwards you are your Beidou's person, if you still think about that Wenfu every day, don't blame me for killing him!"

The words fell coldly, and Ling Xuexiu shook her fist weakly, feeling the power of this body's imprisonment, and there was a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I broke his heart, he must have hated me to the core, and I won't have any more nostalgia for him, let's go!"

Beidou's expression suddenly became gentle when he heard Ling Xue's words: "Hehehe! That's right! Lady, don't worry, I will definitely be good to you, when we have a child, the family will be happy together, and we will be isolated from the strife in this world forever!"

With that, Beidou left Kungo with Ling Xue's waist around his waist and Edgeworth, disappearing into the distant sky like a meteor.

In a thatched hut, Bunsuke was groggy, muttering something indistinctly, and the lilac on his forehead became more and more demonic.

Yueya was worried, but Luo Yan looked confused and became more and more silent.

"Stomp, stomp!" With a series of unhurried footsteps, a low and slightly gentle voice said slowly: "Luo Yan, Xiaoya, Wen Fu him...... Isn't he awake yet?"

"Woo woo! Handsome brother, do you think Brother Wen Fu won't wake up, will he not want Xiaoya!"

Youngjun shook his head, he knew that Bunsuke would not die, but it was unknown whether he would be with them again.

Yueya looked at Yingjun and shook her head, she didn't know whether he was saying that she didn't know, or that Wenfu could wake up, she was uneasy in her heart, and she kept playing the drum but didn't dare to ask Yingjun again.

The sky gradually brightened, and the smoke and clouds over Kunwu City were swirling, and the aura was permeated, and it was a peaceful scene.

Bunsuke slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was indeed the scene of Yueya staying at the head of the bed, drowsy.

That cute little face has a slight touch of redness, a small cherry mouth and a face as smooth as jasper, and it feels like a beauty.

Wen Fu was slightly stunned, touched the lilac on his forehead, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself.

The scorching sun has been lost, and this Lethe River has now turned into a force that is gradually eroding my consciousness, if I can't think about it in the long run, I'm afraid it will inevitably hurt the innocent.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to look at Yueya, who was already asleep beside his bed, and got up gently, a light of displacement flashed in his hand: "Xiaoya, handsome, Luo Yan, we are destined to meet again!"

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared without a trace, leaving Yue Ya alone in the sleep, revealing a sweet smile, and muttering a dream in his mouth: "Brother Wenfu, didn't you say that you would take Xiaoya to many places......

In the early morning, the golden silk of light like water fluttered and fell in the sky above the Famous Sword Gate, and the halo of the enchantment was mixed with a faint warm current, flooding out of the dusty holy realm.

It's just that in such a gorgeous and unearthly holy place, it seems to lack the liveliness and vitality of the past when Wen Fu and his cousin came here to seek immortals.

In the past few days, what Wen Fu wanted to see again was this famous sword gate that brought him too many good memories, and the master who had been in his heart for a long time.

Just when Wen Fu wanted to come to his senses, suddenly a fairy-like figure came out of nowhere out of thin air, looking at the clothes and swordsmanship, he knew that he must be a disciple of this sword sect, but this cultivation was much weaker than Wen Fu.

A hint of playfulness flashed in Wen Fu's eyes, and the lilacs between his eyebrows became more and more bewitching, only to see him gently wave his sleeves, and invisibly a purple-red gorgeous sword formed by the convergence of essence instantly condensed.

Wen Fu couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at the sword, his heart fluctuated, mixed tastes, Master, this move condensing sword was handed over to me by you back then, I haven't used it for a long time, I didn't expect it to be so powerful now, but it's a pity that I can't let you see it with your own eyes......

"Condensation...... Condensing the sword!" The young man paused, and then asked, "You...... Who are you, you actually know my name Sword Sect Exercises!" The young man's eyes were gloomy, and he could not hide the surprise in his heart in his words.

"Me, it seems, you're a new disciple in recent years, and you don't even know who I am!" Bunsuke looked at the young man in front of him and sold it with a little playfulness.

Unexpectedly, the young man showed a strange look on his face, swung his long sword with a sneer, and left no room for the killer to Wensuke.

Wen Fu frowned, turned around and turned, a sharp sword light slashed across his shoulders, his eyes were dark, and his feet were unstable Hurriedly I took a few steps back, leaving several stinging scars.

"Evil Spirit!!" Wen Fu's eyes suddenly flashed two bright lights, at first he didn't notice the special nature of the sword in the young man's hand, after these sword qi crossed, suddenly in the depths of his mind, the strange things that Wang Xuan had sealed in Wen Fu's body back then appeared in front of his eyes.

The evil spirit is an ancient fierce sword, its power is not much lower than that of the sun and Lethe, if it encounters an ordinary ancient spirit sword, Wen Fu will not be worried, but this evil spirit is different from other spirit swords, he is not the main attack on people's bodies, what is more terrifying is that he can devour the soul of any powerful person, until the attacked person becomes a bloodthirsty demon and has no consciousness.

Wen Fu smiled awe-inspiringly: "Hehe! I didn't expect this evil spirit to be in your hands, if it weren't for my quick dodge, I wouldn't have survived! Little friend, tell me what your name is, I'm really interested in you more and more!"

"Me, heh, it seems that you are a new disciple in recent years, and you don't even know who I am!" The young man didn't expect Wen Fu to be able to escape the evil spirit, and with a turn of his eyes, he actually sold Wen Fu's words back as they were.

Wen Fu listened to the young man's words, and his head was suddenly full of black lines, and he was speechless.

The young man knew that Wensuke's cultivation was above himself, and seeing that Wenfu didn't have the consciousness to step forward and hurt him, he gritted his teeth and stalemate with Wensuke.

Wen Fu looked at the young man, but his heart was full of grievances, if it weren't for the fact that he was quite jealous of the evil spirit, and he had already captured the hairy boy in front of him with his own level, then he still needed to be betrayed by the other party!