"Chen Hou is really a good method!" Xi Rui sighed sarcastically. Feeling the chill of the Blue Frost Sword touching the blood veins in his neck, he closed his eyes. Chen Qingshuang just wanted to punish him a little, so that Xi Rui could obediently return to the Northland. At this moment, looking at her haggard and somewhat detached look, I couldn't help but soften my heart a little, and said slowly: "Princess Xi, there are some things that you really shouldn't know, at least not now." When that day comes, you will naturally understand.

You, let's go back quickly. After a pause, his expression was sharp, "But since Chu Huaiyu told you something inexplicable, and asked you to do such an inexplicable thing, you have to be punished." ”

As soon as Chen Qingshuang's words fell, the blade of the sword moved down, and he slapped the string of glass beads on Xi Rui's wrist heavily. The bracelet burst into a burst of white light, as if it was resisting Chen Qingshuang's sword qi. It's just that the power is too weak, like a flash in the pan, it shines brightly and then it is annihilated.

I could only hear the crisp sound of "pop", how domineering Chen Qingshuang's angry blow was, the bracelet beads on Xi Rui's wrist were almost shattered, but one of them seemed to block the erosion of Xuan Bing's true qi. However, the technique of Dayan applied to the bracelet has been broken, and the beads can no longer be fixed to Xi Rui's wrist. With a glowing yellow light, the beads shot out in the direction of the sword power. The direction of the beads flying was Chen Anzhi's study window. At this time, Chen Anzhi had just woken up from a dark and sweet dream, rubbing his eyes, dragging his steps to the window in a daze, and he didn't notice the danger in front of him at all.

A black shadow brushed in front of Chen Anzhi. Steward He's face was heavy, and he took a deep breath, this breath was inhaled very quickly, and the originally shriveled chest and abdomen instantly swelled, and the wrinkles on his face full of furrows deepened. The right hand was raised lightly, and the entire palm was glowing with the cold light of pig iron, and he grabbed the flying bead.

"Huh" Steward He's face changed again and again, and he was a dragon and crane hunter who had been cultivating for half a lifetime, and he was confident that there were not many tangible things in this world that could not be grasped by himself. After this grasp, I found that the bead was completely invisible, just an extremely pure mysterious aura, and in the aura, it seemed that Chen Qingshuang's Xuanbing True Qi was also engulfed. The bead delicately passed through Steward He's palm and hit Chen Anzhi's eyebrows.

It's just that at the center of Chen Anzhi's eyebrows, the beads are yellow and bright, and all the power contained in them seems to burst out. A chaotic aura inherited from the desolation enveloped Chen Anzhi's body. As the aura deepened, blue and blue patterns began to appear on Chen Anzhi's skin. It seems to be extremely sensitive to this pattern, and the Xuanbing True Qi contained in the beads turns into countless probes, delicately decomposing the painted pattern.

The last trace of blue dissolved along with the Xuanbing True Qi, and the few people present heard an extremely thin crisp sound like a jade crack.

"It's a seal," Steward He muttered. When the seal was broken, the aura that enveloped Chen Anzhi was like finding an old friend, churning around him happily. It kept changing in the churning, and finally transformed into a yellow dragon, surrounding Chen Anzhi. After a few circles, it rushed towards the Nine Heavens and dissipated into the night sky, but the sound of dragon groans was still endless.

Looking at the true form of the Yellow Dragon that had dissipated in the Nine Heavens, Xi Rui let out a soft "ah" and fell to the ground as if he had been drained of his essence in an instant. Her gaze was misty, and her fingers sliced feebly across the air, touching the warmth she imagined. The thoughts and fears that have been held back for more than ten years seem to have finally found an outlet, turning into tears and dripping down drop by drop, but they don't care about wiping them, and happily only whispering to themselves, "It's so good, you're still there." Brother"

At the same time that the glass bead on Xi Rui's wrist was shattered by Chen Qingshuang's blow, Chu Huaiyu, who was far away on the top of the Great Wilderness Mountain to gather qi and meditate, suddenly became even more pale, and even had a trace of green and yellow qi. Blood dripped down the corners of his mouth onto the spotless white robe, staining one gorgeous petal after another.

Chu Huaiyu seemed to be undecided about all this, and just listened attentively. As if hearing the dragon's groan that slowly dissipated thousands of miles away, Chu Huaiyu began to laugh loudly, laughing until his breath was unsteady, laughing until he danced with his hands, laughing until he grabbed the ground with his head, and laughed until he was sobbing. The handsome face with that completely crazy smile has an indescribable weirdness. Chu Huaiyu's intermittent laughter came from the wind, and when I listened to it from afar, it was like the cry of a lonely soul under the Nine Shadows, and it was more like the hiss of a lonely owl hovering in the night sky without a branch to rely on.

"It turned out to be really you!" Steward He's face turned extremely gray, and the wrinkles on his entire face rose to an ominous black. "It's really you. Steward He muttered to himself in disbelief, and grabbed Chen Anzhi's neck with one hand. The green iron qi on the edge of the palm is hidden and revealed, as long as a little force is used, it can cut off Chen Anzhi's vitality.

Chen Anzhi's eyes were full of incomprehension and fear, and slowly turned purple red due to pain and poor breathing. The trembling lips touched lightly, and there was confusion in the hoarseness, "Uncle He?" "Why you!" Steward He burst into tears, his heart throbbed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Steward He let go of the hand that was holding Chen Anzhi's neck and punched the wall beside him. The wall of the study was originally made of the hardest bluestone, but Steward He's punch ignored the bluestone as nothing, and he was deeply sunk into the bluestone.

Taking advantage of the gap when Steward He let go, Chen Qingshuang, who had quietly arrived, pulled Chen Anzhi and blocked him behind him. At this time, Chen Qingshuang's face was also extremely ugly, and he said slowly: "He Ying! This time the movement is too big, the people who have been waiting in Anqiu in Kyoto should be almost there, and I need to leave immediately." After a pause, Chen Qingshuang seemed to be moved by the blood spilled on the ground, "If you want to stop me, for the sake of the intersection of the past sixteen years, I will stand still and pick you up three times." ”

"Sixteen years ago, I was secretly spying on you by the secret edict of the Son of Heaven, and you must know that. You have been cautious in your words and deeds for so many years, and An Zhi, this kid, has no talent for cultivation. I'm relieved. An Zhi is very sensible, he calls me 'Uncle He', and I also treat him as a grandson. I thought that I could finally enjoy my life in peace, but I really didn't expect it" He Ying slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, smiling bitterly, but the despair in his eyes was shocking to anyone who saw it.

In the distance, fireworks bloomed in mid-air, and in the changing light and shadow, an extremely realistic broken sword was drawn in the night sky. He Ying's gaze was lined with this brilliant flame, cloudy and uncertain. "There is a favor to be rewarded, and there is a fate that is difficult to disobey. Chen Hou, offended!" He Ying, who had already made a decision, rubbed his hands, and his palms touched, but the sound of metal rubbing was made. The entire palm of his hand was glowing with the cold light of pig iron, and a pale white flame was faintly visible in the palm of his palm.

"The golden hand, the nameless fire. "It's the famous stunt of the second elder of Shangshan. There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes that "the hand of cutting gold is continuous, and the nameless fire burns when it encounters gas." Chen Qingshuang naturally didn't dare to slack off. In front of the horizontal sword, it is the starting style of the "Immeasurable Death Sword Technique". The Infinite Death Sword is extremely defensive, and it is good at decomposing and absorbing the enemy's strength and turning it into its own use, which is the best choice at this moment.

He Ying jumped towards Chen Qingshuang suddenly, and cut his left palm towards Qingshuang's sword body. Chen Qingshuang cherishes the saber that has accompanied him for many years, and naturally does not want the saber to be cut off by this palm. Xuan Gong turned sharply, and the true qi filled the sword body, and a sword slashed diagonally towards He Ying. The moment the gold slashing hand touched the sword, He Ying smiled miserably, and suddenly withdrew the strength of the palm and changed back into the palm of an ordinary old man. Qingshuang's sword was so sharp, and when Chen Qingshuang felt that something was wrong and wanted to accept it, half of He Ying's palm had already fallen to the ground.

"You, what's the matter? Chen Qingshuang understood it as soon as she thought about it, and couldn't help but be moved. He Ying's right index finger and middle finger connected the dots and sealed the blood veins of his left palm. Blood no longer dripped from the wound, but the pain still made his face, pale from blood loss, twitch slightly. "In this way, it can be regarded as an explanation to the Son of Heaven and to the Broken Sword Guard. Guys, let's go. ”

Everything that happened tonight changed so quickly that Chen Anzhi didn't wake up from the chaotic state until he saw He Ying's severed palm falling to the ground. "Uncle He" screamed, Chen Anzhi quickly ran to He Ying's side, picked up the broken palm on the ground and wanted to pick it up on He Ying's hand. It's just that as soon as you let go, the severed palm will fall back to the ground.

Chen Anzhi picked it up over and over again, and dropped it again and again. Until the blood in the severed palm that fell had dried up, showing an ominous gray color, and the cut surface of the palm was also covered with dust, Chen Anzhi finally came back to his senses and could no longer connect this hand. The nose was very sore, and the lower lip that had been trying to bite could no longer be restrained, and finally cried out with a "wow".

He Ying gently stroked Chen Anzhi's head with his right hand, and with relief on his pale face, he said softly, "It's so big, and I'm still crying." Don't be ashamed. Good boy, get out of here with your father, or it'll be too late. It just scared you, whether it's a battle or a war, it's so dangerous and full of ferocity. If you can in the future, try not to get involved. ”