Chapter 248: Memories Stained with Blood

The primordial spirit of the Shadow Allure City hid all the breath of her body with a breath avoidance bead in her hairpin, and a pair of phoenix eyes always fell on the ancient sword of the Burning Abyss.

This is what that person promised her back then, but in the end, it came to naught.

The empty tomb is now only accompanied by a hand-carved wooden sword given by her.

"Little Allure City, when you are sixteen years old, the Immortal will personally deliver the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword to you."

"Oh? What is the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword?"

Back then, Ying Chengcheng, who was only six years old, blinked with big eyes and was still a little ignorant.

"The Burning Abyss Ancient Sword, legend has it, is an ancient swordsmith, in order to save his beloved, he forged a sword with his body, and sealed his soul in the sword, creating a peerless sword."

"Brother Yin, Allure doesn't like this story, it's very sad."

"Hehe, silly girl, the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword is rare, only you deserve it."

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Four years later, when she was ten years old, that day, blood stained the entire Shadowless Dynasty.

The young man was half-kneeling in a pool of blood, and the cold sword in his hand was dripping blood, sticking into the hard earth.

His gaze fell on her gently, "Little Allure, I'm really, useless, I can't wait for you, I'm sixteen years old-"

"Brother Yan, you won't leave Allure, will you?"

"Little Allure, I'm sorry, this time, I'm leaving."

"But Allure likes to kill my brother."

"Heh, I like you too---"

"Brother Yan lied, didn't he say that they would be together forever?"

"Silly girl, in this world, no one can always accompany anyone, you have to learn to be strong."

Ten years old, it is the age when a child seems to understand whether he understands or not, and on that day, the boy who was as bright as a spring day disappeared forever in front of the eyes of Yingcheng City.

"Little Allure, it's a pity, it's too late, I found the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword and gave it to you---"

Memories appeared in front of her eyes, and Ying Chengcheng's heart was a little blocked, that person's last wish before he died was that he didn't wait for her to be sixteen years old, and he couldn't personally find the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword and give it to her.

He is a person who loves swords and is obsessed, and his lifelong wish is to send the best sword in the world to her.

In the sixteenth season, the abyss was hired, and after all, the mind turned into ashes.

This is the knot in the heart of Ying Chengcheng's life, she wants to get the Burning Abyss Ancient Sword, not for herself, but for that person's wishes.

In the phoenix's eyes, there was a slightly cold look, the past has been dusty for six years, even though she was just a child at the time, now, every time she recalls that person, her heart is still like a knife.

"Huh~" At this moment, the bones of the wolf demon corpse of the king suddenly moved, the ancient sword of the burning abyss in his abdomen roared, and an ice blue light emitted, and after a while, he saw the thousand-year-old ice wrapped in the bones of the wolf demon's corpse, from the inside to the outside, cracking layer by layer.

Xie Yaoxi was shocked in his heart, and immediately protected himself with a bone fan.

And the next moment, there was no imaginary Xuan Bing sharp arrow shooting.

The ice-blue light slowly dispersed, and the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice, layer by layer, peeled off, fell to the ground, and shattered.

At this time, everyone's eyes widened, and their eyes fell on the faint blue light.

I saw an ice-blue cold sword, towering in the belly of the wolf demon's corpse, and when all those dark ice fell off, I saw that the cold sword was actually completely penetrated from the middle of the wolf demon's body!

And everyone was shocked that in the cold sword, there was a sleeping teenager!

A boy carefully depicted in ink!

He looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, his hair was full of blue ink and flowing, and his quiet face was like a beautiful water lily, and his face was covered with a layer of frost, with a hazy beauty.

Like a person, more like a painting--