For travelers in the desert, the most precious thing is a clear spring in the oasis.

For the fisherman who gets lost in the night, the most precious thing is the lighthouse that guides the way home.

And for people in the mud, the most precious thing is the hand that reaches out and tries to pull them out of the mud.

Perhaps, as Huang Quxiang and Ziyu said, these crow slaves are mountain thieves and horse bandits.

When the Raven God came to kill them, they also thought about escaping, but when they took a step, they watched the girl who was questioned for saving them fall into danger.

Some of them decided to stay anyway.

It's not to repay the favor, it's not to make yourself look so noble.

Just to ......

Telling her, hey, saving us may not be the right choice, but at least ......

He wouldn't be too wrong.

After all.

Escaping into the mountains and forests to become bandits has turned them into unsightly rats.

They were taken away by the ghost crow village and became crow slaves, and let them live like livestock.

When they have already sold everything they can in order to survive.

Some people still regard them as human beings, and the kind of loss that regains their dignity again is even more precious, and it is even more difficult for people to give them away again.

"Thank you, you treat us as human beings."

The girl looked at Chu Zhaozhao and finally said.

Then she turned and yelled at the Raven General, "Bastard! I am here! ”

After she said that, seeing the crow general's gaze towards her, her heart was happy, she did not hesitate, and used all her strength to run away from Chu Zhaozhao at this time.

"It's useless! Come back! Chu Zhaozhao finally came back to her senses, and she spoke loudly to the girl.

She knew that this was the best thing the girl and the crow slaves could think of to save her.

Unfortunately, this approach does not make much sense.

The cultivation of the Raven God is in the four realms, and he already has the ability to release his divine consciousness.

His divine sense could cover a distance of several zhang in a radius, and under this ability, unless Chu Zhaozhao had an extremely advanced method of concealing qi, it was impossible to hide the other party's divine sense.

Under such a divine sense, Chu Zhaozhao is destined to have nothing to hide.

There's no escape from her......

But the girl didn't know such a thing, maybe she had never practiced, or maybe she needed to do her best to live, so she didn't have time to understand it.

She just ran as hard as she could, trying to lure the Raven God General away as much as possible, she thought that as long as she worked harder, Chu Zhaozhao would have a little more hope of surviving.

The Raven General's eyes narrowed, he stared at the back of the girl leaving, and then looked at the big tree where Chu Zhaozhao was hiding, just as Chu Zhaozhao thought, he had already understood everything.

The corners of his mouth rose to a cruel grin, and the wings behind him opened, and several black feathers poured out from under his wings like sharp swords, attacking the fleeing girl.

The girl's life-threatening run was like a turtle crawling on the ground compared to the bursting feathers.

Slow and ridiculous.

……

Chu Zhaozhao looked at the feathers that were getting closer and closer to the girl's back.

Her fists clenched.

She wanted to save her.

But her rusty sword was destroyed, and the sword intent in her body was also scurrying around in her body as if she were rebelling.

Without that rusty sword, she would not have the capital to fight against others......

Zheng!

And at this moment, behind her, there was a clear sword sound.

Chu Zhaozhao was stunned.

She suddenly remembered that she still had a sword.

A handful of ......

The sword that Xu Dangren forged for her.

The sword, trembling slightly, the clear sound of the sword seemed to call, like a fierce horse calling for a general who could make it gallop across the field, and like a pack of wolves waiting for their wolf king.

……

"This sword is called cinnabar." Xu Dangren slowly and leisurely handed the sword with a snow-white body, but the center of the sword body was inlaid with a thoughtful red crystal, to Ziyu.

Ziyu, who took the sword, looked at the sword, and she frowned slightly: "The sword is a good sword, but this name is soft and weak, and it is not good." ”

Xu Dangren just smiled and didn't say much, and then he turned around and looked at Chu Zhaozhao again, and sent another sword over.

Chu Zhaozhao respectfully took the sword.

She looked at the sword closely.

The body of the sword is snow-white, two feet and one inch long, which is a little shorter than an ordinary sword, but the width is the same as that of an ordinary sword, so it looks a little strange.

"What's the name of this sword?" She looked at Xu Dangren and asked.

She had heard Chu Qingxiao say before that Xu Lao would also give a name if he gave a sword.

But the old man who heard this shook his head at this moment.

"The name of this sword has to be chosen by the girl herself." Xu Dangren said with a smile.

Chu Zhaozhao couldn't help frowning: "Why?" ”

"The girl already has a name in her heart, and she doesn't need to be old and decrepit." Xu Dangren said again.

Chu Zhaozhao suddenly felt strange, she said: "But I never thought about ......"

"You've thought about it." Xu Dangren faced the girl, and the white eye sockets seemed to be a little brighter at that moment.

"It's just that the girl never realized it."

"When you actually hold the sword, you know its name."

……

Zheng!

The sword behind his back was still trembling.

Chu Zhaozhao didn't know what this meant, and she didn't have time to think about it.

She just subconsciously grasped the sword.

She's going to save her.

Although it should be useless.

But it's like the crow slaves who used their lives to do useless work.

They wanted her not to regret it, and they reached out to them.

And she will use this sword to tell them that she no longer regrets it.

The moment her hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the restless sword intent in her body no longer surged, and her body benefited from this, slowly rising from the ground.

The palm of the hand exerted force, and the sword body was slowly drawn out at this time.

Snow-white sword light bloomed from the sword's body, illuminating the dense forest as if it were day.

Her heart calmed down at that moment.

No longer entangled in what sword is determined to raise, what rusty sword.

She just wanted to wield this sword with her own heart.

The comprehension of her thoughts made her heart suddenly brightened.

The sword body trembled more and more violently, and outside the dense forest in the distance, the purple jade was still fighting on the ground, and suddenly something crystal lit up from the ground.

It was a broken shard of the rusty sword.

They rose slowly from the ground, their bodies trembling slightly.

Then, at a certain moment, there was a sudden pause, turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the place where Chu Zhaozhao was in the dense forest.

Chu Zhaozhao didn't notice this, she just slowly drew her sword.

And as the sword continued to come out of the scabbard, the rusty sword fragments also continued to pour in at this time, and they fell into the drawn sword body like meteors one after another, merging into the sword.

Every time a fragment merges into the blade of the sword, the slightly strange-looking blade of the sword stretches out by a point.

When this sword was completely withdrawn, all the fragments fell into the sword body at this time, and the sword body turned into a three-foot green edge, and the sword intent surging on it was also vast and pure, as if it was enough to destroy the city and open the mountain.

Chu Zhaozhao, who was holding this sword, was also filled with sword intent, her face was resolute, and her clothes were agitated.

She remembered that day again, in the city of Nawuling.

She stood outside the realm of eternal night.

Looking at the souls of those swords and armor, they faced the gods, and faced the evil aura that could destroy the world and destroy the world.

They did not hesitate to live and die.

Under the call of Song Guicheng, he used his body to make a sword and swung his sword at the gods.

That moment.

She heard the call from the depths of her soul.

Lifting the Rusty Sword, he accepted the sword intent inherited from them, and swung his sword at the gods as they did.

That's the way of the sword she wants.

It has nothing to do with the gain or loss of interests, nor does it have anything to do with the difference between life and death, nor does it have anything to do with the strength or weakness of the opponent.

It's just that the heart is uneven, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand can start a dragon groan.

She finally understood why she was holding the sword.

When she was enlightened, there was no further hesitation in her heart.

Her footsteps stepped out at that time, the sword intent poured out from the green edge in her hand, the mountains and forests rustled, and the mountain wind was pulled and wrapped in the sword body.

Her figure was almost as fast as she stopped in front of the girl, and the blade of her sword trembled, knocking off all the feathers that struck.

The girl behind her looked back in astonishment, and the crow god in front of her frowned.

He realized that Chu Zhaozhao in front of him seemed to be different from before.

But Chu Zhaozhao didn't give him time to think about it, the moment the feather was shaken off, her toes touched the ground, her figure suddenly struck, and the sword in her hand was wrapped in the sword intent of the sky, and went straight to the head of the crow god general.

The Raven God General also seemed to feel the power of this sword, he didn't dare to be careless, his heart moved, and the martial spirit transformed by the demon seed appeared, stopping in front of Chu Zhaozhao's sword body.

Chu Zhaozhao was not afraid, and the sword in her hand continued to move forward.

The sword intent was still pouring out of the sword body, as if it was endless, and some of them began to pour into Chu Zhaozhao's body, and those sword intents passed through Chu Zhaozhao's body, wandering through her meridians, and finally gathered in her spiritual mansion.

The huge soul pillar in the spirit mansion seemed to have sensed something, trembling lightly at this moment, and the sword intent also gathered on the soul pillar at this time, and the lines began to be carved on the soul pillar with the influx of sword intent.

Is that......

Countless swords and countless individuals.

They are armed with swords, and the swords are attached to men.

They threw their swords forward, and in front of them were the massive heads of the gods.

Those people were so small compared to the gods, but their eye sockets and their swords were not afraid.

They drew their swords.

So the sun and the moon are eclipsed.

They draw their swords.

So the mountains and rivers are silent.

They move forward.

So......

The gods get out of the way!

At the moment when the painting was completed on Chu Zhaozhao's soul pillar.

Chu Zhaozhao's heart finally understood.

She knew the name of the sword......

She looked at the Raven Divine General and opened her mouth.

At the same time, behind her, countless figures appeared, and with an indomitable determination, they stretched out their hands at this time, and Yu Chu Zhaozhao held the sword together.

The sword intent poured out from their bodies and poured into Chu Zhaozhao's sword body, and the sword intent surged, vast as a tide, towering like a mountain.

It's just like when it was in Nawuling City.

Their mouths were opened at that time.

He whispered with Chu Zhaozhao.

"This sword, as it is."

"Unswerving!"

That moment.

The mountains and forests are silent, and the stars and the moon are dark.

Only the sword in their hands.

Cut the heavens and the earth.

Pierce the night.

Brilliant as a miracle.

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