Chapter Ninety-Two: Fragrance Disappears

Late at night, it was quiet and panicked.

Xiao Qian was in front, and Mu Wen followed behind, speechless all the way.

Walking in the open field of eternal withered grass, the surroundings seemed to be affected by some kind of vague aura, and there was not even a single sound of insects.

"It's here. ”

She stopped and looked back at Mu Wen: "It should be around here." ”

Mu Wen looked around, and could see the gate of Biye City from a distance, and there was no eagerness to find the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits, only some inexplicable silence. After walking a few steps, the snow sizzled under my feet, and a few pieces of dead wood in the thick snow broke one after another.

In the line of sight, Xiao Qian quietly went around to the back.

She hugged Mu Wen gently, leaning against her back, feeling the warmth that was about to fade away. Plop, plop Mu Wen, who was standing still in place, heard Xiao Qian's heartbeat in her ears was very fast, very violent, and her forearm sleeves were shaking faintly.

"Nine Ghost Sword Spirits, probably in that position. Xiao Qian whispered in her ear, trying to distract Mu Wen.

Lip and tongue pandan, the moist breath is exhaled at the base of the latter's ear.

Itchy, soft.

Mu Wen didn't turn around, he looked ahead from beginning to end, and suddenly said, "Stab in." Use that knife in your sleeve, and you too will be free from the sea of suffering. ”

Xiao Qian was shocked, her hands and feet were flustered, and the pupils in her eyes opened wide and wide in an instant.

"It's okay, I won't hate you. Mu Wen turned his cheek slightly, looked at Xiao Qian's eyes gently, and said, "I can hear the sound of blood dripping from your heart, and I understand that you are suffering. Hurry up and stab me in the back with this knife. Let all the nightmares that torment you end with this knife. After all, it was I, the guilty man, who brought even more misfortune to your already unfortunate fate."

Snow, falling from the sky, swept through the eyes of the two.

Is it snowing again, this sudden winter snow in the middle of the night.

White, blemish-free.

An icy north wind blew, carrying the white snow into her heart.

In the distance, who was playing a sad song, from the gate of Biye came here, and the sound echoed in the eyes of the two men who looked at each other.

Xiao Qian held her breath, her delicate body trembled, and the knife that could no longer be held fell to the ground and fell to Mu Wen's feet.

Mu Wen picked it up and stuffed it into the palm of Xiao Qian's right hand: "Hold it, come without any hesitation." A single stab won't kill me, but you can go back and do it. ”

"No, no!" Xiao Qian threw the knife in collapse and shouted with all her strength: "Mu Gongzi, run away, the vice president and they are in ambush not far away." ”

As soon as the words fell, countless sword spirits came overwhelmingly from mid-air.

A piece of black pressing, shining and fishy.

Mu Wen's three hundred sword spirits came out of the sheath together, forming a sword wall that firmly surrounded him and Xiao Qian, but he couldn't help but collapse from the impact of the large number of sword spirits.

"What do you want to do with eating inside and out!" On the other side of the ravine, Wei Feng appeared with twenty-three henchmen, and his gloomy eyes swept over the two people who were prostrate on the ground: "But it can be regarded as a meritorious service to be able to lead Mu Wen here." ”

In a word, it stung Xiaoqian's heart, and remorse and self-blame made her feel ashamed.

Her body was full of blood, it was Mu Wen's blood, and she looked at Mu Wen who was seriously injured and lying on the ground in horror and wanted to stretch out her hand, but she was afraid of hurting his wounds. There were a lot, there were a lot of scars on his body, and in order to protect himself, he used his body to block those sword spirits that he could completely dodge.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Xiao Qian covered her face, and couldn't say anything else except these three words.

Mu Wen barely supported his body, although he was covered in bruises, but several vital parts were fine, his eyes turned from Xiao Qian to Wei Feng and the others who were approaching, and he had nothing to say.

"Hand over the Thundering Sword, and spare you two dogs and men immortal. Wei Feng shouted.

Mu Wen smiled, if he really handed it over obediently, he was afraid that he would be killed so much that he would not even have the strength to resist at all.

touched Xiaoqian's hair and signaled her not to be afraid.

raised his head and glared back at Wei Feng: "Die, the Thundering Sword is not something that anyone can accept casually." Only the Nine Shadows of my Mu family can be recognized by the Nine Ghosts Sword Spirit. ”

"You reminded me of that. The corners of Wei Feng's mouth rose, and he raised his eyebrows: "If you are interested, hand over the Nine Shadows Decision!"

"Forgive me. ”

Mu Wen wiped the blood on the back of his hand and sneered, his eyes did not turn, and he said softly to Xiao Qian: "I try my best to drag them, there are not many opportunities, be careful not to be caught up by other people." ”

The words fell, and without waiting for Xiaoqian to refuse, her hand was pushed behind her back hard.

"Great Sword Spirituality. "The three hundred sword spirits are not broken, and their momentum has increased greatly after integrating into the great sword spirits.

Slashed away, on the other hand, although Wei Feng and the others had a large number of sword spirits, the best quality was only the essence sword spirits, and many of them were only high-grade sword spirits and high-grade sword spirits. This big sword spirit slashed away violently, and some of the high-grade sword spirits and high-grade sword spirits that were hit were shattered in response.

Minion Wei Feng soul-transformed his sword spirit and attacked directly at Mu Wen, but after one blow, he spat out his own blood.

"Idiot, don't you know that he has a thundering sword body protector!" Wei Feng cursed, and then immediately cast his two thousand sword spirits with the Great Sword Spirit Technique, and a giant sword with a height of one hundred meters and a width of thirty meters blocked the air.

Mu Wen's great sword spirit was only three hundred sword spirit fusion, forty meters high and fifteen meters wide, and the earth shook under a hard blow.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Not only Wei Feng, but also the Wei clan swordsmen on the side also used the Great Sword Spirit, and defeated Mu Wen's Great Sword Spirit in one fell swoop. If it weren't for Wei Feng's order to leave Mu Wen's surname and force the Nine Shadows to decide, I am afraid that these big sword spirits would have taken Mu Wen's surname as soon as they slashed down.

Mu Wen was secretly happy, and the star thunder flashed and ran forty-five meters away, but he didn't want this trick to be expected by Wei Feng.

The star thunder flashed again before it was useless, and a large wave of sword spirit stabs came.

That's not Wei Feng, it's Wei Feng's sword spirit. He was ordered not to kill Mu Wen, but the strong killing intent was obvious, clearly wanting to cut off Mu Wen's limbs.

"Drink. ”

Mu Wen let out a low roar, and directly resisted with his sword qi, barely knocking down the wave of sword spirits in front of him.

Suddenly, a thrill flashed violently, and a sense of crisis came from behind.

Damn, Mu Wen scolded secretly. Missing a sword spirit, to be precise, Wei Feng played a trick and deliberately opened a sword spirit to sneak attack from behind.

The body didn't have time to react, and his sword spirit was still on the way back.

If you feel it, you will be pierced by a sword in the back.

Even if the Thundering Sword is out of the body, it will be too late.

From just now to now, Mu Wen also thought about fighting with the Thundering Sword, but the physical exertion would be too great, and it was not good that he would lose his physical strength without killing Wei Feng with one blow. And now, the thundering sword can't save itself, the sneak attack sword spirit is close at hand, and after piercing the chamber, there is only a half-breath to be forced to ask.

The snow is still falling, and it's getting heavier and heavier.

In the back, there is no pain at all.

Intact.

What about the sneak attack sword spirit, Mu Wen turned around suddenly, only to see the woman's chest flushed

"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you"

"Ahem, ahem"

Mu Wen's eyes were distracted, watching the sword spirit pierce through Xiao Qian's chest little by little, Wei Feng seemed to have the intention to torture, and deliberately let Xiao Qian suffer the pain of piercing the heart.

At this moment, Xiao Qian was like a butterfly in the wind, and her skirt fell into the snow in a circle.

Blood turned red with snow.

"Don't die. Mu Wen muttered, grabbing the sword spirit on his chest with his bare hands and trying to prevent it from piercing deeper.

Xiao Qian knew that the end was coming, so she didn't rest, and said with difficulty: "Master Mu, you run away, if you can, please go to Cloud Village and rescue my imprisoned family." I feel very guilty that I lied to you on the mountain that day, it wasn't Vice President Wei Feng who saved my family, those bandits, that bandits, that bandits are hateful, cough cough"

Blood was already pouring up her throat, and every word she uttered hurt to the bone.

Mu Wen was not angry, he didn't have time to be angry, his mind was rarely so blank, he just desperately grabbed the sword spirit and didn't want it to move again.

"Stop talking. You're going to be okay. Mu Wen said.

Xiaoqian cried: "Mu Gongzi, I once heard people say that love can make people's chests hurt a lot, but I don't want to forget that from the first time I saw you, I found that as long as I think of you, my chest hurts, I don't know if I like you, I am very glad to have met you over the years, only you treat me as a woman, if I can, I really want to get back my most precious first time, so you won't reject me"

Listening to the sound of sobbing, Mu Wen's eyes lit up.

Burst!

The sword spirit pierced through the heart, and blood splattered in the air.

She closed her eyes forever, tears lingering in her eyes, and she couldn't bear to wash away the rain.

"Ahhh

Mu Wen covered Xiao Qian's hand and roared angrily, his anger rushed to the crown, the killing intent that rushed to the sky bloomed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head and squinted at Wei Feng and the others who were playing.

Thundered...

Enchanting purple, the thundering sword was held in his hand.

"I want you dead!"

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