Chapter Eighty-Eight: The True Body of the Blood Sword - Looking for the Dragon
Hou Wen quietly hugged the injured and unconscious Youyue, his peaceful eyes, and his brows appeared from time to time. Two lines of clear tears slowly fell, from the remaining corners, to Hou Wen's hand. Hou Wen is surprisingly gentle, he and the killer who kills without blinking, are like two people. Hou Wen's gentleness, even he doesn't know it, he is only gentle to Youyue, who has the grace to save his life. There is another one, that is, Nangong Shiqi, who he never dreamed of and hated. It was she who harmed me with nothing, and my whole family was exterminated. However, Hou Wen is still reluctant to fall in love with her, if there is a reason, that is, first love.
"Don't, don't ........, Holy Lord, don't hurt Brother Wen, all this is subordinate. ......Woo woo..... you bastard, why did you do this to me........"
In the dream, Youyue's world was still so unpeaceful, and the content of her face turned out all her thoughts. Hou Wen's hand was placed on her chest, quietly healing her.
"Fool........ why are you bothered? I don't deserve your dreams. ”
Hou Wen stroked her soft hair, and whispered to Youyue in a voice that only he could hear.
"Hehe....... such an infatuated woman, you can't bear to abandon it? Houwen, you have become ruthless. The Holy Lord scoffed
"Hmph, yes? I can't see it! I'm afraid I'm not even worth your fur compared to you. For your own selfish desires, to torture your own daughter like this, Holy Lord, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" Hou Wen shot back coldly
"Presumptuous! Wait for ants, what do you say about my fault? Hmph!"
The Holy Lord roared, and the sky flew with sand and rocks, and the trees swayed. Strangely, he never took a step out of the dark hole. But a roar of his rage, a breath, and even a thought in his heart was enough to destroy everything. Hou Wen seems to be accustomed to this kind of startled life, and he does not move a single bit, and continues to heal the wounds of the moon.
"You killed me! Seven years ago, I should have died. If Yue'er hadn't saved me, I would have been eaten by your subordinates. I'm lonely, and it's better to live than to die. If you kill me, I will be grateful for your great kindness. Holy Lord, don't you claim to be the only one in the world with the strongest skills? Kill me, and you will be able to defy the heavens. Haha...ha.....haha........ "Houwen is neither lukewarm nor hot, and his tone does not have a trace of air. Instead, there is a plea, a tiredness from the heart.
"Hmph, you're a madman, so I don't talk to a madman!"
The Holy Lord was so angry that he found a reason for himself to remain silent.
The Blood Sword floated in the air, absorbing the essence of the moonlight. Cheerful jumps, hissing joy. In the quiet of the night, it became the protagonist instead. Hou Wen coldly despised the Blood Sword, and while healing Youyue's wounds, he carefully watched its every move. The Holy Lord seemed to be staring at Hou Wen all the time, and he couldn't find his eyes anywhere. However, everywhere there are his eyes, and everywhere there is a curious look of his.
"Do you like it? Give me your body and I'll give it to you. It's a good deal, isn't it? It's a feeling of power, it's a pleasure. Houwen, with it, you can travel the world and become a prince. Become the overlord of a space and become the male god of the woman in your mind. Yes, it's the ** in your heart. People are to be full of **, only it will allow you to reflect the value of your life. "The Holy Lord continues to encourage Hou Wen's heart
"Idiot, I can't believe that a prince is a helpless cunning traitor. I have no desires and no desires, so why should I let people know my value?" said coldly after Houwen finished his work
"I'm going to fight you! I'm going to die with my bloody sword! You've angered me so much that I want you to be fertilizer forever. "The enraged Lord is full of rage.
Under its control, the Blood Sword suddenly became larger, several times larger than the Blood Sword cast by Youyue. The blood sword turned into a speckled star, and it disappeared into the sky. The next moment, it quietly appeared behind Hou Wen's head. Although Hou Wen knew about its appearance, he didn't dodge it at all, and laughed evilly. Looking at the Holy Lord who doesn't know where. The eyes are full of mockery, sarcasm.
"Hmph! The deity doesn't kill cowards who have no power to fight back. Coward!~Coward!~ You're a coward," the Holy Lord said smugly
Hou Wen was not ridiculed by him at all, and silently cleaned up the things on the ground.
The Blood Sword was released, and the volley was replaced by a blood-red dragon, which flew in a circle. Hou Wen saw Huanyue's blood sword for the first time, revealing his true body. He didn't expect that this blood sword already had a machine spirit. It is already the best of the best, even better than the best.
"It is the only giant sword left from ancient times - the dragon seeker. It is the sword of the first generation of emperors, named 'Dai Tianxing Punishment, looking for the true dragon son of heaven. Later, he was abandoned in the wilderness. Seeing Houwen's doubts, Youyue explained
"What happened later?" asked Houwen
Later, it became a part of the deity's life, and they fought together in all directions. It's all just pediatrics, and if it's just this little brush, the deity really can't look down on it. The true identity of the dragon is not like this, hehe......" The Holy Lord suddenly sold Guan Zidao
"Huh?"
Youyue and Houwen were stunned in unison, this identity of seeking the sky is crazy enough. But this holy lord said that this is just a child. What is its true strength? Hou Wen had a strange sense of crisis in his heart. This feeling was given to it by Seeking Heaven, and it was more terrifying and mysterious than the strange ancient Holy Lord.
Everyone gathered in the East Gate Mansion one after another, looking at the wind and rain, Ling Feng was a little lost. The results of a day's investigation turned out to be clueless. The six drank some water, ate some dry food, and sat around the fire. Each told the experience of a day, which was magically similar to what happened to Ling Feng and Mengyan. The difference is that there is no scene of Mengyan and Crazy Sanniang PK.
"Now, what are we going to do?" Ling Wei asked
"I want to go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy!" Meng Yan muttered and said dissatisfied
"I really want to have a bed, Ling Feng, I want to sleep!" Shi Shuai said
Seeing that they were all tired, Ling Feng smiled and said, "Go back! I'll think about it here!"
Seeing that the rain stopped, they left in an endless stream. Looking at their reluctant eyes, Ling Feng turned away from them. Ling Feng knew that they had done their best. However, there is still no progress in all this. Tossed for a day and got nothing.
"Brother Ling, I'll stay with you!" Meng Yan said when she saw that he was not leaving
"Brother, let's go back together! there will definitely be a way tomorrow!" Ling Wei comforted
Ling Feng Yaoyao nodded and said to them, "Go back! I just want to be quiet here, and I'll go back later." ”
"However, this place ...... gloomy, and if you don't say it well, they will all die here in vain. Mengyan simply told the truth
I'll wait here for my aunt to come out and ask her who had harmed them. Ling Feng quipped
Mengyan and the others shuddered and left together. Looking at the lights that were gradually leaving, Ling Feng sat on the ground bored. I don't know what I'm thinking. Ling Feng had seen ghosts in the Ageless Forest, and he was no stranger to ghosts. He stayed, wanting to meet them, and took the joke seriously.
A gust of wind blew, and the lantern in Ling Feng's hand was covered by paper paste. However, it was miraculously extinguished. Ling Feng's breathing suddenly became heavier, his eyes wandered, and he looked around. Vigilant, although it was not the first time he came into contact, he was still a little scared. After all, it's a matter of two worlds.
Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew in my ears, but I couldn't see the ghost.
"Is that you?aunt?aunt?" Ling Feng screamed wildly, and shouted in the night without lighting the lamp
"I died so innocently!"
A deep voice floated in, this was resentment, it was the last word that people condensed in their mouths. It is precisely this sentence, coupled with the right time and place, that makes it sound. Ling Feng was first startled, then overjoyed, and hurriedly lit the lantern, but there was not a single ghost. Extremely lost, he suddenly saw a ghost and grabbed him.
"Ah~~"
Ling Feng screamed and fell to the ground. He didn't expect that these ghosts would be indiscriminate and kill directly. It was about to be pierced in the throat by its claws. Suddenly, not far away, a white tiger roared. The last trace of thought was also frightened away by the wild beast screaming in the middle of the night. Ling Feng had the courage to look around, but there was no one alive. It is certain that they were slaughtered.
"Alas, brother, I can only help you a lot! ”
Seeing that there was no more crisis, Yan Lan disappeared in place with a white fox.
Ling Feng was carrying the lantern and was about to leave when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance. This is a unique scent of sandalwood, and when you look up, you can see a thin sword floating in the distance.
Ling Feng raised his hand, and it was magically lying in Ling Feng's hand. Love spared no effort to touch it, and the troubles in Ling Feng's heart disappeared in an instant. The thin sword is not a divine sword, and under Ling Feng's touch, it actually bloomed petals, many strange flowers, and floated in the sky.
"What a magical sword!Okay, you will follow Young Master Ben in the future, and I will give you a name." Well, let's call it Tianjiao! Full of love, haha......., this hero finally has his own sword. Ling Feng said to himself as he walked with the lantern in his hand
Passing by the bend, I saw a familiar figure again. The shadow man, the figure of the ghost, under the moon, there was no shadow. Walking lightly, it quickly disappeared at the end of West Street. The curious Ling Feng carefully looked at his figure, to the point that he looked a little like Lu Yu who had disappeared for a long time. It's just that he appeared in the middle of the night, and he was sneaky, what did he want to do?