Volume 1 Chapter 9 Your swordsmanship is flawed
"Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce you to ......"
Lin Zhan walked towards the three-foot red coffin, the smile on his face was slightly ridiculous, and then he opened the coffin lid and said: "This is the baby kiss that Lao Cao gave me back then, at this time, it seems more appropriate to introduce her to you as my deceased fiancΓ©e." β
The three-foot red coffin stood in the corner of the wall, and Shen Yue's body was straight inside.
His eyes were closed, and he couldn't distinguish the skin color on his face.
How could someone who didn't know the truth think that the lifelike little girl in front of him was just a corpse that had been dead for ten years.
Although Gong Yuwei was so frightened that she retreated again and again, she didn't faint directly like last time, she only felt that there was a kind of coldness growing in this room.
Lin Zhan sat down at this time, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It's really strange for you to say that this person is not afraid of a living person with a bad heart, but he is afraid of a corpse whose soul is dead and the lights are extinguished." β
Gong Yuwei gave him a blank look: "Of course I'm not afraid of the corpse whose soul is dead and the lamp is extinguished!" Can...... But your fiancΓ©e will move! I'll open my eyes! β
Lin Zhan smiled: "Then if she sits here and talks to you one day, will she be no different from a living person?" Are you no longer afraid? β
"What nonsense?! How can a corpse speak! β
Gong Yuwei only thought that he was talking nonsense, but as soon as she refuted it, she glanced at Shen Yue in the coffin, and couldn't help but shudder, pointing at Lin Zhan and warning: "You scared me to death today, it's not good for you!" β
Lin Zhan looked at Gong Yuwei, who was supposed to be a heroine of the rivers and lakes but trembled, and laughed directly: "Don't worry, my 'Six Immortal Corpse Recipes' haven't been cultivated to that point!" β
"Then you hurry up and close the coffin first, forget it, let's go out and talk!"
Gong Yuwei slipped out of the room in three or two steps along the wall.
Lin Zhan followed and walked out, and saw that Gong Yuwei's body was obviously much more relaxed, and he stood there and then spoke: "I heard my father-in-law mention before, Heavenly Crying Star stepped into the realm of supernatural powers, snooped on supernatural powers with innate qi, and learned an evil skill. Could it be the "Six Immortal Corpse Recipes" you said? β
Lin Zhan didn't deny it, so he listened to Gong Yuwei continue: "It is said that on the day of the completion of this exercise, one person can manipulate eight hundred corpses, invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable!" β
Hearing this, Lin Zhan's eyes widened directly: "Do you think it's those immortal cultivation techniques in the book?" If he was really so powerful, Lao Cao would have become an emperor a long time ago! β
Gong Yuwei nodded thoughtfully, but asked curiously, "Then aren't you able to manipulate the corpse in the room?" It's your fiancΓ©e......"
As soon as the words fell, I saw Afu running over: "Brother and sister, the meal is ready!" β
Lin Zhan responded, and when he went to the kitchen to serve food, he didn't forget to come to Gong Yuwei's side and put away his smile and said, "This is my ability to save my life, do you think I will tell you?" β
Gong Yuwei couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Lin Zhan's back and not saying a word.
After eating, Lin Zhan went back to his room to rest.
Gong Yuwei was healed because of the old injury, and the matter of saving people was close at hand, and now that she had nothing to do, she carried out Ziwei swordsmanship activities in the courtyard to move her muscles and bones.
Afu, who was sitting on the side, looked at it stupidly, but said coldly: "Sister, your swordsmanship is flawed." β
Gong Yuwei, who had just received the sword momentum, was stunned for a moment, looking at the little girl in front of her who was a little distracted, and then asked, "Afu, do you know swordsmanship?" β
Sister, there are flaws in your swordsmanship.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl can say it.
"Why don't you compare and contrast with your sister, where are the flaws?"
No matter what I say, I can be regarded as a descendant disciple of the True Martial Sword Sect, but now that I am questioned by a little girl, I will inevitably be unconvinced.
Gong Yuwei watched Ah Fu hook her palm towards herself, and the soft sword in her hand came out directly under the violent trembling!
Afu took the soft sword out of thin air, and it was just an understatement of the sword towards the sky above her head.
After three breaths.
The clouds were surging, and the sky was suddenly dark.
Gong Yuwei raised her eyes as if she was stupid, and the two explosions burst out with several purple gases, instantly tearing open a hole in the entire sky.
"It's ...... Heaven's Gate?! β
"You are using the True Martial Sword Sect's "Purple Extreme Immortal Que"!"
"Who the hell are you?!"
Gong Yuwei stared at the little girl in front of her, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, trembling all over.
Ah Fu collected the sword momentum, stared at Gong Yuwei, and her eyes suddenly turned cold: "I only warn you once, don't think crookedly about Lin Zhan." β
Gong Yuwei was still in a daze, and Lin Zhan walked out of the room after hearing the movement: "What was the movement just now?" β
At this time, everything had already returned to its original state, and Ah Fu ran to Lin Zhan's side like an innocent little girl, and said coquettishly: "Brother, there was thunder just now, I want to go back to Shantang, Ah Qing and Ah Bing will definitely be anxious if they don't see me for a few days!" β
"Then my sister and I will send you back."
Lin Zhan didn't notice anything unusual about Gong Yuwei, who was facing away from him, so he asked, "How is it?" Let's go together, just get some things ready. β
Gong Yuwei turned around slowly, didn't dare to look at Afu's eyes, and hurriedly went back to the room to pack her things.
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Just now, Ah Fu raised the sword in his hand, and several purple gases burst out from the two explosions, which directly spread in the air for thousands of miles.
There are 36 states in the world, hundreds of sects.
Even in the palace of the Great Chu God Dynasty, everyone changed color.
"It's probably in the northwest direction, but I can't tell the exact direction!"
"Open the gates of heaven! Hundreds of masters of the Divine Power Realm can't do it together! β
"When did our Da Chu come out with such a monster?!"
"Seeing that the enthronement ceremony is imminent, it is rumored that the thirty-six sword-catching captains will enter the court to discuss matters!"
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Yunzhou, Shishiyuan.
The two sit in chess, with one behind each of them.
The black chess player was calm and relaxed, and after falling into the game, he said to himself: "Senior sister, this casual sword is enough to make the Great Chu Divine Dynasty have a heartbeat." β
The person holding the white chess was indecisive, and his tone was slightly annoyed: "It seems that the hexagram sixteen years ago is about to come true, and I don't know if Wang Chu's kid's decision is right or wrong!" β
The black chess player smiled: "Whether it is right or wrong, you will know when you enter the WTO." β
The white chess player glared at him: "Bah! The principle of cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao freedom, our interference will only detract from the longevity! Broken practice! β
The black chess player glanced at the white-clothed young man behind the opponent and shook his head: "The world is like a chess game, and the only way to enter the game is to practice." β
The young man in white bowed to the white chess player, and his words were full of sonorous: "The disciple asks the master, may as the master said, the master will enter the game!" β
When the player in white chess heard this, he overturned the chessboard, and then exhaled: "Forget it, master's practice is regressing into the mother's womb!" If you want to go, go ahead! β
The young man in white showed joy on his face, and bowed his hand: "Master Xie!" β
The white chess player waved his hand: "Before leaving, the teacher will only send you a word, the troubled times are coming, no matter success or failure, you must remember to retreat!" β
"Disciple Sheng Chunchao, obey the master's orders!"