"The Nine Springs Blood Sword slashes the dragon body,

Three thousand lifetimes of extinction and reincarnation.

Thunderfall's soul is endless,

Fate is not providential... Tao Changsheng. ”

With the yellowed sleeves of his coat, Du Lei wiped the gray-brown stones in his little hands, frowned slightly, and muttered.

This stone was unintentionally picked up by Durrey just now, and this poem is engraved in it, and the mud is embedded in the vigorous lettering, which hides most of the handwriting, and it is difficult to distinguish without looking carefully.

Several handymen around him who had collected the grass dew were bragging and laughing in a hoarse accent, and no one looked at Dulei's side.

Durrey looked left and right, pursed his lips, carefully lowered the stone into his cuff, and picked up the nectar from the grass.

The Divine Weeping Continent, one imperial capital, ten imperial cities, one hundred dynasties, and the rest of the vast and barren realms are even more weird and mysterious. The place where Du Lei is located is the powerful sect in the Luoyu Dynasty with a population of three billion: Wujimen.

The Divine Cry Continent respects martial arts, and the truly strong step on the song to ascend to the sky, turn the mountains and rivers upside down in their hands, and are respected by the world, however, without strength, there is no dignity.

Du Lei's meridians are intricate and slender, and he can't even reach the realm of a heavy forging vein, so he is not worthy of entry at all, he can stay here just because he is a small handyman who does miscellaneous work for the inner disciples, and in the powerful sect, the purchased handyman is as cheap as a mustard, and he can only obey the call of others, and if he doesn't do it well, it doesn't hurt to kill him.

No one wanted to be a handyman, but Durrey's family was poor, and he was sold here when he was seven years old, and it has been eight years since then.

At this moment, the snow grass nectar that Du Lei and the other miscellaneous servants took on this Qianyun Snow Mountain was to forge a sword for Xia Mengyan, a disciple of the inner sect of Wuji Sect, the Luxue Sword.

This sword, using the Tianshan ice iron tempered thousands of times to build, after the sword is formed, it needs to be used every morning condensed at the time of the 9981 drops of snow grass nectar as a guide, continuous pouring for nine days, before it can be opened, showing true power. Once cut out, the hair is blown off, the iron is sharpened like mud, and the ice air is splashed, which is a rare sword.

In the past, Du Lei was very curious about this Luxue Sword, and thought that one day he would be excited to touch it, but the verses on this small stone took away all his curiosity.

The little rabbit that grew up in the mountains and forests, if it can run out of the nest and see the blue sky, it is always a little unaccustomed.

"Xiao Lei, hurry up, we can't afford to delay. Uncle Zhao, who was dark-skinned and wrinkled, walked past Du Lei and reminded with a smile. Over the years, he has taken care of Doure, like his own father.

Du Lei came to his senses, answered, took the small bamboo tube containing the nectar, and ran down the mountain with Uncle Zhao.

Passing through the gate of Wuji Mountain, passing through Huaqing Pond, walking all the way to the north for an hour, Du Lei saw a pavilion, the building is five stories high, carved beams and painted buildings, and the glass is dazzling.

It seems that this kind of Qionglou Yuyu, although it is only the tip of the iceberg of the magnificent Wuji Gate, is also a wonderful place.

Du Lei knew that this was Xia Mengyan's residence: Mengque Pavilion. Durrey longed for such a splendid abode, but he knew that he would never be able to live in such a mansion in his life, so he was satisfied to be able to watch from a distance for a while.

The handymen stopped when they walked to the door of the main hall, and stood respectfully, while Du Lei stood in the back row, although he bowed his head, his eyes glanced at the inside of the Mengque Pavilion.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black robe, standing next to the high position in the hall, and said excitedly: "Miss Xia, if you can successfully forge this Luxue Sword today, it will be able to become a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and with your martial arts Biluo Qiongzhi, it will definitely be able to add wings to a tiger!"

Next to him was a sixteen-year-old woman, her face was as delicate as jade, her eyes were bright, and her apricot eyes were full of aura. Dressed in a tight jade robe with red and gold, his delicate figure is also perfectly revealed.

She is Xia Mengyan, one of the strongest inner disciples of the Wuji Sect. is not only powerful, but also the daughter of the Xia family, with a huge background, this Mengque Tower is owned by her alone.

At this time, Xia Mengyan ** sat on the high chair diagonally, playing with a long sword in his hand that was as bright as the moon, and the corners of his mouth obliquely picked out a slight arc: "What a dew snow sword, as long as I practice this spirit sword for a few days, my strength will definitely increase greatly, and after a month, all the disciples of Wuji Sect will hunt in the mountains, and I will definitely be able to kill the Burning Flame Wolf King." Come and pay him the remaining 20,000 ink jade balances. ”

The middle-aged man smiled from ear to ear, the money for forging this Luxue Sword was finally earned.

"Come in. Xia Mengyan saw that the handyman had arrived, so she nu pursed her thin mouth and said.

A group of handymen received the order, each holding a small bamboo tube in his hand, and hurried in. Today is the last day of forging the Luxue Sword, and these little handymen can finally finish their hard work, and while they are happy, they are also moving a lot faster.

Du Lei rushed behind, and he was followed by a handyman, who was Uncle Zhao.

"Little Lei, slow down. "Uncle Zhao is old after all, and after walking such a long mountain road, he was a little out of breath, and when he crossed the threshold in front of the hall, he accidentally tripped on the threshold with his foot, and fell forward with a scream, hitting Du Lei, and falling to the ground with Du Lei.

The sound of bamboo tubes falling to the ground sounded, and snow dew splashed on the ground.

One by one, their eyes stared at this side, frightened, afraid...... All negative emotions rose to the extreme in an instant.

The snow dew stained the dust on the floor, and it was already impure, eighty-one drops of snow dew, not one drop less, let alone two. Everything that was done in the first eight days is nullified today.

"No!"

Durrey's face turned pale, and he stood up, looking at the dew on the ground, his teeth clenched, and he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, he felt an invisible murderous aura* coming, and when he looked up, he found that Xia Mengyan above the high hall was cold, and her whole body was full of true qi, and she was obviously really angry!

Uncle Zhao was so frightened that he ran to Xia Mengyan, knelt on the ground with a "poof", his voice trembled, and his snot cried, because he was nervous, he couldn't even speak.

The quality of this Luxue sword is excellent, because of what Uncle Zhao did, everything fell short, Xia Mengyan will inevitably punish Uncle Zhao heavily, but Uncle Zhao is kind, he has taken care of Du Lei for eight years, and he also saved Du Lei's life after he was seriously injured.

In the final analysis, Uncle Zhao is Du Lei's savior, and Du Lei can't help it!

Du Lei gritted his teeth, knelt down, lowered his head slightly, looked at Xia Mengyan's golden-red satin skirt and jade boots, and said: "Miss Xia, I'm sorry, Uncle Zhao made a big mistake just now, but, villain, please see Uncle Zhao's loyalty in Wujimen for more than 20 years, spare his life, even if you want the villain to be a cow and a horse, you will not give up!"

Xia Mengyan lightly held his cheeks with his right hand, stretched out the tip of his shoe to provoke Du Lei's chin, looked down at him, and said, "You were originally my subordinate, and it is your duty to be a cow and a horse, and you are embarrassed to negotiate terms with me, huh?"

Immediately, the conversation changed again: "Besides, Lu Xuejian is worth 30,000 ink jade, do you think his cheap life is enough to compensate?"

Durrey's expression was gloomy, and his throat squirmed.

The woman who picked up his chin with jade boots was obviously the daughter of the Xia family who made all men crazy, but his mood was surprisingly uncomfortable.

Du Lei didn't know where to get the courage, and said coldly: "You simply, kill me! Let me bear the responsibility of Uncle Zhao, one life for another, ......like this."

The sound stopped abruptly, Du Lei only heard the sound of "brush", he turned his head to look, but found that Uncle Zhao's entire head had flown out three feet away, blood gushed out from the broken neck and splashed out, and Xia Mengyan raised the snow spirit sword slightly, and there was not even a drop of blood on it.

"Uncle Zhao!"

Xia Mengyan's speed was so fast that before Du Lei could react, Xia Mengyan got up and cut off his head.

This is the gap between mortals and cultivators, I heard that Xia Mengyan has become a dual powerhouse of the God Refining Realm. The cultivators of the Ninefold Peak Forging Vein Realm have the power of three thousand catties, not to mention the powerhouse of the Refining God Realm who is one level higher, refining qi and transforming gods, and releasing true qi!

Seeing the tragic death of his loved ones, Du Lei's face turned pale and froze!

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

It turns out that the ordinary is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that when you encounter waves, you can only stand helplessly aside, being a humble spectator, powerless to change, powerless to fight back.

Begging for mercy will only make a person more and more cheap, more and more humble, only by becoming strong and standing higher than others, can you live your own wonderful ......

Yes, in this life, I can't be better than you, but even if I die, I won't allow you to trample on my dignity!

Durrey stood up, his waist straight, he raised his head, his bloodshot eyes, with unyielding and stubborn, but his face was as calm as water, and it was terrifyingly cold.

"Kill me. ”

Looking at the persistent and unyielding eyes of the young man in front of him, even Xia Mengyan, a trace of extremely faint fluctuations flashed in his eyes, but that's all.

"You're ordering me?"

Xia Mengyan suddenly smiled, a smile has the beauty of a falling city, but it is terrifyingly beautiful!

She played with the taste: "Whether to kill you or not depends on my interest, but this obedient dog has been raised a lot, and occasionally a wild one jumps out, which is quite interesting." Don't you want to die? Okay, I'm not going to let you die! ”

After that, his robe shook, and in Xia Mengyan's slender hand, there was an extra black pill the size of a dragon's eye.

Xia Mengyan's voice was as tactful as a song warbler, and he said lightly: "This poisonous scorpion pill was bought by me from the black market for 10,000 ink jade some time ago, although it is a pity to waste it on you, but I can teach you how to be a subordinate of my duty, and I am happy to spend this little money, today, I will reward you with this poisonous scorpion pill." ”

Du Lei didn't know much, but he still heard of the famous poisonous scorpion pill in the Luoyu Dynasty, and people who took this pill would have cramps all over their bodies every other hour, and their internal organs would burn, and life was worse than death, until a few years later, the toxin spread throughout the body, and the organs ulcerated and died.

10,000 black jade, a poison pill, a lifetime of life is better than death.

How could Du Lei let Xia Mengyan torture him like this for the rest of his life, his eyes were cold, and a fierce force surged up, and he was about to hit the tip of the sword.

"Don't commit suicide, or I'll punish your whole family!"

Xia Mengyan's cold cheers made Du Lei's movements stop abruptly.

He can ignore his own life and death, but his parents and sister in the countryside are the most cherished people in his life, how can they be involved?

Du Lei clenched his teeth, he had no way out, the whole family would die if he didn't take the pill, so he took the pill and swallowed it in his stomach.

"Thank you...... The grace of not killing. ”

A slave is born to belong to his master, and receiving a reward from his master is a blessing that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes, and he must be grateful for the thanksgiving, otherwise it will be blasphemy and insult to his master.

Raising his chin at the door, Xia Mengyan smiled lightly: "You can get out." ”

As a mortal, Durley has extremely poor resistance. As soon as this elixir entered the body, it turned into a fierce current and rushed to the whole body, and he only felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were burning, his five organs were twisted together, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

Du Lei coughed up blood in his mouth, and crawled out of the door step by step with difficulty, behind him was Xia Mengyan's "giggle" mockery like a silver bell, and it was not until Du Lei walked away that the voice gradually disappeared.

Waiting for Du Lei to leave in embarrassment, Xia Mengyan put away his playfulness, dropped the Luxue Sword, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "I am going to retreat these days, and after I come out, I hope to see a new spiritual weapon appear in front of me." ”

"Yes!"

........................

It was night, dark clouds filled the sky, thunder rolled, and torrential rain poured down like water.

In the wind and rain, Wujimen is in a remote grass house.

Large drops of rainwater leaked from the simple grass and wood roofs, and the loose beams of the house were crunched and crunched by the wind, and it seemed that they would collapse at any moment. Duret huddled in the corner of the plastered bed, shivering.

Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow", and his breath withered a lot.

The medicinal power of the poisonous scorpion pill has flare up again.

Du Lei originally thought that it would be good to live an ordinary life, but because he was ordinary, he couldn't protect the lives of his loved ones, and he even had the right to commit suicide... None of them.

Duray was in a trance, took out the stone he picked up today in his cuff, looked at the verses on it silently, and muttered to himself: "I didn't care about anything before, but suddenly I want to be stronger, I want to be stronger! So longing for one thing!"

"'Isn't life the will of heaven and the way of immortality'...... Hahahaha, I want revenge, I want to kill Xia Mengyan!But I can't do it, this is the will of God, right?!"

Durrey smashed the stone to the ground, cracking it apart.

Suddenly, there was a flash of darkness in front of Dulei's eyes, and something had come out of the stone.

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