For the divine sword in Feng Jianxue's mouth, as well as the inheritance, Heshia didn't miss it too much, and it wasn't something that had to be obtained, but she wanted to complete the regret that her mother experienced back then.

Not only because she is a daughter, but also because she has also inherited her mother's views on many matters, and if some customs and rules are no longer in fashion, then cut them off, and people cannot always live in the illusions of the past.

People are very strange creatures, if only for themselves, most of them can choose to be patient and give in, but when it comes to the important people in their hearts, they are sometimes willing to take great risks and pains to do something.

The incident between her and her sister made her mother overly sad and died young, which made Heshia always feel a little guilty after gradually learning the truth, perhaps the main reason was not herself, but her sister, but this discomfort could not be easily resolved.

It would be nice if something could be done to make up for it, even if it would be very risky.

People can't be calm and rational forever, maybe this is quite reckless and willful, but after this thought suddenly arose today, she couldn't suppress it anymore.

The cultivation of the withering sequence still needs to be carried out slowly, but the transcendent core of the natural sequence has already had a mature template, and the transcendent core of the sequence 3 in the body slowly dissolves, and then the magic of the natural sequence converges and condenses faster, which is originally the sequence she is best at, and with such a talent as the 'sound of time strings', it is not difficult to restore it.

Natural Sequence 5 Blue Bird Broken Branch (Legend Condensation Bead Level), achieved.

The long black hair fluttered in the breeze, and a pale blue glow appeared in those eyes, and then the white fingers were raised, and a silver-bladed sword condensed by green firefly crystal appeared in front of him.

"This! This! It's unbelievable...... "Looking at the pure magic that overflowed from the girl in front of him, the lightness and rhythm, the harmony and distance, just like the posture recorded in the dusty ancient book, the old man in front of him burst into tears of excitement.

To do this, he slowly knelt down and threw his hands on the ground.

"Our 'sword protector' is in the same vein, and we are willing to go to the Seven Mountains for the sake of respecting the Jingcong, slaying the demon dragon, and establishing the life of Qinglian without turbidity!"

After speaking, he carefully took out a token from his arms, and there was a sword blade passing through the green lotus, and its sword spike fluttered, proud and unconventional. The five branches of Qingluan each fell into their own homes, and what they followed was the 'Qinglian Washing Sword Palace', the head of the five veins that shook the world in the past.

The old man entered the magic power into the token according to a special secret technique, and at the same time, in all corners of the forbidden city, some people who still had this 'sword order' felt a chill coming from the token in their arms, and some information also came from the hand holding the token.

"Is this true?" Someone sat empty at home, looking at the glowing token and being silent for a long time.

"Lian Feng shouldn't make this kind of joke, if the second lady really has descendants to come back to collect debts......"

"Then we'll have to get up and follow."

The blade of the sword that had been sealed in the dark compartment of the house was taken out again, and the white goose feather coat, which had long been no longer worn, was also put back on, and the forbidden city, which had entered the truce and gradually became silent, was noisy and tense again.

"What's going on, I feel like there's chaos in this city all of a sudden." Hiding in the attic not far from the ancestral hall, Feng Jianxue watched the scene outside the window, and his heart was anxious.

"Hehia shouldn't be lost, I knew I would have brought her with me, and it seems difficult to leave." He wandered left and right, and finally made up his mind to retreat for the time being.

On the other side, in the downward vertical elevator, the man dressed in black and wearing a mask listened to the report of the people on the side, his eyes were quite cold.

"Her daughter? Joke. ”

"I am still flawless, and now I have dragged my descendants in, I thought she would stay safe outside and spend the rest of her life, but I didn't think she was still so naïve and stupid." He knows his sister quite well, although he has a gentle personality, but he is inevitably too ideal.

A person can choose to be weak and give up, but a race cannot choose to be weak and give up, because it means dying and falling.

"Pass the order, whoever follows Gu Yongrong's daughter will be killed!"

"Yes!"

As the contemporary ruler of the city, he will never be merciful, and the more moments like this, the more he must use thunderbolts to nip the division in the bud.

The garrisons in the city received the order and began to patrol and block the residential area in groups, and in the core area of the lowest level, a soldier in vermilion armor opened the sealed arsenal, reassembled the electromagnetic rifles that had been kept for many years, and then continued to converge into the forbidden city.

"Time must be fast, Your Highness, we must control the T2-level AI 'Scorpion' in the forbidden city before Gu Qianlou comes back, so that we can disintegrate most of the recalcitrant forces in the city, and at the same time grasp the initiative." Following behind Ti Lan, Ge Lianfeng talked about his plan, and at the same time, an old 'sword guard' gradually reunited around the two.

"It's really exactly the same as the second lady, and the temperament is the same." The 'sword guard' who came here lamented the similarity between Tilan's temperament and mother's appearance.

"Is it really manifested, our long-cherished wish that has been inherited for five hundred years......" Some people looked at the aura on Tilan's body, their eyes were stunned, and tears flowed.

"In this case, you should die!"

"The great husband was born in the world, how can he sit depressed and withered in the ground like a rotten tree and perish!" A bright long sword was drawn out, revealing a cold brilliance on it.

Dozens of people......

Hundreds of people......

Hundreds of people......

Nearly 1,000 people......

As the 'Sword Protector' who was as famous as the 'Divine General' back then, although it has long been in decline, there are still descendants alive.

The battle in the city resumed, but this time not in the face of outsiders, but old acquaintances and even blood relatives from the past.

"Lao He, do you really want to go against the will of the Venerable One today and follow that little girl?"

At the mouth of an alleyway, seven 'god generals' wearing gold and bronze armor stopped more than a dozen 'sword protectors' dressed in white goose feathers, compared to the brightly equipped 'god generals', these sword guards are inferior in terms of extraordinary strength and equipment, and the highest of them is only sequence 3.

"Qin Sheng, don't stop me, it was because of your hesitation that the second lady almost died in the chaotic battle, and today I will never let go of this opportunity to atone for my sins." The sword protector in a white feather coat held an eight-sided ancient sword in his hand and replied in a low voice.

"Atonement? You really look up to yourself, I just don't want to see my old friend die under the knife in vain. He raised the long-handled broadsword in his hand and slashed through the air, whining with a whining wind.

"Stop here! If you don't get out of this alley, you can still save your life, and if you continue to move forward, I can only kill the killer. His body bowed slightly, and a trace of smoke rose from the gold and bronze armor, and his voice was majestic and ready to attack.

The sword protector on the other side took a deep breath, and just when everyone thought he was going to give up and retreated, his eyes suddenly opened, and the blade in his hand flashed with a faint blue cold light.

"Formation!"

"No!"

A cold sword pierced through the forest like a bird, charging towards the 'Divine General' who blocked the way, and its trajectory was constantly changing, avoiding the fierce edge of the 'Divine General', and piercing the weak points on its body.

The cold blade of the sword is inserted into the gaps in the armor, or in the armpits, necks and other defenseless places, bringing bursts of blood.

"Carving skills!"

The golden light in the eyes of the 'Divine General' led by him shot straight into it, and then slashed horizontally with the broadsword, and the lightning burst out, directly slashing the sword protector who was trying to attack him, and the blade shattered, slammed into the wall on the side, and rolled to the ground.

In the face of such an opponent, the sword protector in the aisle couldn't help but fall into a bitter battle and retreated.

In the middle of the main street, there are the largest number of 'god generals' here, and there are also 'sword protectors' who have arrived.

The hundreds of elite 'god generals' who had killed the black-clothed priest before were still here, their bodies steaming with fierce magical power, and the blades in their hands were entwined with gold and electricity, and they were endless.

"Those who dare to step forward will be killed!"

The gods shouted loudly, their sound like thunder, rolling through the streets, making the sword protector in front of them unstable for a while, and even a little dizzy in their brains.

"You ......" Ge Lianfeng watched as these 'god generals' were about to speak, but were stopped by Hesia.

She shook her head, let the sword guards stand behind her for the time being, and then stepped forward step by step, slowly pulling out the silver-bladed ancient sword in her hand, by this time she had changed into the clothes that her mother had left in the city, the color was snow-white, the wide sleeves fitted, and the belt and lining around the waist were dyed blue like delphinium, just like the color in the girl's eyes.

One blue and one red, to distinguish him from his mother.

Closing her eyes and recalling the figure of her mother dancing in front of the red building twenty years ago, the girl who was focused on everyone moved slowly, her movements seemed to be the same as the sword dance back then, but between the fluttering sleeves and the blade of the sword, there seemed to be a faint breeze flowing through the streets and alleys of this forbidden city.

The dance of sacrifice was originally a means for the witch to manipulate the dragon veins of heaven and earth and affect the climate, water and soil of one side, and now there is no dragon vein on this planet, and the means of manipulating and guiding the dragon veins are naturally useless, and Gu Yongrong was able to rely on the swordsmanship left behind by this no classics to guide the atmosphere in front of the red building to let himself dance in the air, which is already amazing and unprecedented.

However, Ti Lan is even better, after awakening her talent, she can even get a glimpse of the remnants of auspicious light and feathers in time from this residual swordsmanship, and learn a trace of true meaning retained in swordsmanship.

Seeing the blue ribbon and cuffs fluttering, the sword light fluttering, and the wisps of breeze wrapped around the body, the Ai Qi card particles in the air slowly quieted down, as if dyed with that cold color.

"Don't let her continue to dance the sword, let's go!"

Feeling the power of the boiling iron on his body slowly cool in the breeze, the leading god general frowned and roared, and then these 'god generals' like heavenly soldiers, with a great voice, slammed into the slender girl in the middle of the street like thunder, the knife light was cold and electrified, without mercy.

Between the staggered figures, Hesia's body swayed, like a swallow turning over, lightly shuttling between the gaps in the blades of a god's general, narrowly avoiding the edge of this divine lightning entanglement, and then abruptly turned the blade in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard in his left hand.

In an instant, the pale blue eyes opened, and a huge arc of astonishment slashed out of the air.

'The Legend of the Blue Bird: Swift Cutting the Moon! ’

The terrible arc of light brought up by the blade bloomed in the 'Divine General', and the halberds, broadswords, and armor that it touched were all slashed, bringing with it a splash of blood, if it weren't for Hesia's mercy, I am afraid that several people would have died on the spot.

"Rebellion!"

Turning around, the flower-faced general did not appreciate it, but became even more angry, thinking that the girl did not take them seriously at all, and was still naïve at this time.

"For the sake of heaven to fight evil, the power of God is unforgivable, please come up to the heavenly soldiers!"

They roared again, the blue and red paint on their bodies seemed to come to life again, and golden light appeared in their eyes, and the magic power on their bodies also boiled and heated violently.

Along the way, the white smoke was filled, and in the scorching magic, the blade wrapped in golden divine lightning slashed rapidly, and then the god general suddenly looked directly at the figure in the field, and the color on the blue and red face oozed out, like a soldering iron imprinted on the girl.

In the face of this 'god general's secret technique of calming the gods, Hehia's body was like a bird, turning over in the air, and the silver blade swirled and flew with her body, and countless small sword flowers splashed out like snow.

'The Legend of the Blue Bird: Flying Snow Boat! ’

As soon as the many face imprints approached, they were crushed by the many sword lights, and they couldn't fix the girl like a blue bird.

After avoiding this god-calming battle, Heshia once again burst into the 'Divine General' formation, and the afterimage-like blade swung through the row, and silver sword arcs poured down, cutting off the blades in the hands of one by one the 'Divine Generals', and blood splashed, causing the injured Divine General's legs to lose consciousness and fall to his knees.

The blades of the sword shrivelled in the air, fluttering like the feathers of a bird, and the figure in the snow-clad blue dress fluttered and flipped like a fright, tearing and shattering enemies in its path again and again.

By the time Heshea stood still, nearly half of the 'Divine Generals' were lying on the ground, and the blade that hung under the sleeve was riddled and scarred.

The fingertips slowly stroked over the raised sword, a little bit of light and sand swayed and sprinkled, and the scarred blade returned to its original state, as bright and moving as autumn water, and behind the blade, a pair of dreamy demon blue eyes slowly appeared.

When everything in front of her was so shocking and unbelievable, the girl in the snowcoat and blue dress standing alone in the street seemed to have an almost bewitching beauty.

"This ...... How could it be ......"

The flower-faced general at the head slowly knelt on the ground, he held his bleeding and unconscious arm with one hand, and then slowly raised his head to look at the girl at the end of the road.

"This is the art of the god general, which has been improved for several generations according to cutting-edge technology...... How could you be defeated in that kind of ancient and backward ...... ...... under the swordsmanship" His voice murmured, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes were lost.

"Cutting-edge? Maybe that's hundreds of years ago. ”

The girl sighed softly, she had been determined to go to medical school before, and naturally she had also learned about such things as prostheses, which were indeed very popular in the Federation three or four hundred years ago, and could strengthen themselves and bring convenience to work.

But later, with the flourishing development of AI, people found that instead of installing various prosthetic machines on themselves, why not directly install them on the autonomic unit, which is not only easier to manufacture, but also can be replaced at any time without worrying about rejection and many problems, and there is no need to bother to control it yourself.

In addition, the upper echelons of the Federation were influenced by the original color-level singer Isenisa, and naturally liked natural and flawless things, and this preference also influenced all levels of the Federation from the top down, believing that only people who really couldn't get along would install this kind of thing, making themselves like those machines full of oil and rust.

As a result, the prosperity of prosthetics was short-lived, and was gradually replaced by various autonomous units, exoskeleton armor, and even large mechas, and it is difficult to see residents equipped with prosthetics in the Federation today.

Although the city was once prosperous, most people's concepts and memories have always stopped at that era, and they don't know the changes in the outside world.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and after all, it is just a dream of self-deception.

One by one, the 'sword guards' crossed these fallen 'gods', and under their excited and reverent gazes, the girl in the snow-clad and blue dress climbed step by step to the high-rise building that led to the super AI 'silverfish'.

At the same time, the vertical elevator carrying the solemn man in black also descended into the forbidden city, and he slowly stepped out with a mask on his face, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar girl below.

"You're her daughter......"

There seemed to be nostalgia and disgust in his voice, and finally turned into indifference.

Thank you Archbishop Lilina, the god of the Three Kingdoms

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