In the suffocation of his heart and lungs, Pei Li's throat was almost speechless, and he didn't care about anything, he immediately turned over and picked up his sword and got on his horse, shook the reins violently, and ran towards the city gate.

He patted the sword box on his back and said urgently: "Liuli, can you go over by yourself?" ”

The glass out of the box turned around twice around him.

"I'm not asking you to look at the map." Pei Liye galloped down the night street, "Do you remember the kitten?" Can you find it? Just go and help it. ”

The glass vibrated for a moment, and a translucent trail crossed the night sky, and it was no longer visible in the blink of an eye.

Pei Ye pursed his lips and clamped the horse's belly again.

From here to Yinyang, it will take more than an hour to rush the horse.

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The clear night sky is like a water mark cut by the glass.

The famous sword flew over this distance in less than two moments.

Yinyang was in the south of Xiangzhou, this direction was not far away from the sword master, but closer, Liuli choked the whistling speed above the light clouds, paused, and fell down to the small mansion on the top of the mountain below.

In an ancient house.

It was pitch black and unlit.

The dark blue worn by the black-clothed priest was the only point of light in the night, and this point of light swept from the tombs, almost pulling into a dark blue line of fire until it hovered in front of the gate of the west courtyard.

It is the one who stayed with the guests today.

In the first few contacts, the thing was almost gone, only a scale and half claws, like a python and a lizard, five or six feet long, pitch black and jade.

However, although the appearance is mysterious, it is not very threatening. Though there is a mystical power, it is very weak; Although the strength is abundant, it is not inferior to the six lives.

It's just that such a thing is easy to affect the edict, so he followed all the way and refused to let go of a step.

Sure enough, I returned to this courtyard.

But he didn't run any more.

The old man's eyes lowered, and he pushed open the courtyard door, and the courtyard was silent, and he came to the hall and stopped. I felt each other at the same time as something inside.

After standing still for a while, the old man raised his hand and pushed open the wooden door.

From noon onwards, he could see what he could not see.

In the middle of the hall, a stone mountain and bamboo in the middle hall hangs high, with it as the background, the pair of blue vertical pupils float coldly in the air.

The body of Xiao Jiao Xiujun floated without wind, about five or six feet long, and the jade-like scales shimmered under the moon, and it appeared in front of the old man without evasion.

"Immortal heir." The old man's hoarse voice sounded in the room, "Are you the one who pays in July?" ”

The black cockroach was silent, and there was no expression in its cold eyes, but suddenly, many blue and magnificent points of light lit up in the night, and they grew and swayed in the air, like flower-like jellyfish.

The old man in black stared, and his true qi swelled around his body at first glance, and the next moment his body retreated, and the dark flowers chased after him at the same time, and the flames exploded in the courtyard with huge brightness.

But the heat wave has not yet dissipated, and the air flow is blowing, and a sharp black cloth has broken through the waves, but it is not towards the black mantle, but sweeping straight back to the back of the house.

Immortal hunting must walk with people, and since it is here, the girl in green clothes must be unfavorable to the [Edict].

The black mantis chased after him, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind the old man, and in the night sky, the great priest suddenly drew his blade and twisted his body, and under the waning moon, a cold light suddenly appeared in the air.

Like a knife breaking leather, the jade tough's body suddenly opened a crack under this knife, but this injury did not stop its slightest momentum, and in the blood, the black cockroach twisted its head and bit the blade.

Its resolute obstruction made the old man confirm that something had happened to the edict, and he expected it to be entangled, so he raised his hand to strangle the body, but the sturdy body suddenly swung away, leaving only the head of the cockroach blade, and with a hard pull, he opened the empty door in front of him.

Before the old man could react, a jade light had already swept down from the sky. The streamer was as pure as a cold night, as moist as clear rain, passing through his chest, and the black robe was blown up by the howling wind, like an ice line passing through a sandalwood bead.

The body fell silently, and the black cockroach turned into a cat's body, and the muscles had bitten the crack into a thin mark.

It stepped on the famous sword, two unearthly things together, I don't know how they communicated, anyway, the glass only hovered for a moment, and then slammed towards the back house.

All the way, a sword and a cat were in the back hall of the shrine in an instant, and the black cat jumped down and pointed to the stone slab.

Liuli swam around twice in the sky, and the invisible Xuan Qi condensed towards the sword body, and the next moment the streamer flashed, and the sound of the sound reached the four fields, and the tip of the sword had hit the stone slab.

The force of the compression collision suddenly exploded in this ancestral hall, the doors and windows shattered in an instant, and the tables and chairs in the room were scattered, and none of them were intact.

But after the earthquake, the slate was once again stable.

The black cat stopped the glass, stared at the stone slab with blue eyes, stepped on it and turned around a few times, and then the fire slowly seeped in, wrapping the panel little by little along the gap.

Slowly, some hidden lines were climbed out little by little by the extremely thin line of fire, and the complex patterns were outlined on the board little by little.

The process took nearly two quarters of an hour, and the black cat was about halfway through it, before it stopped and leaped out.

Motioned for Ruri to come with another sword.

Liuli, which had already been gaining momentum, pulled out a broken plume cloud, the tip of the sword pointed to the center of the slate, and the power of Pei Ran was transmitted to the side, but after touching the part marked by the line of fire, it was like a solid stone turning into soft rot, and the whole stone slab suddenly collapsed like powder, and the bright sword cloud qi penetrated through the cave for several zhang, illuminating the deep and slender path.

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In the realm of sacrifice.

Li Yiqing took this stone mirror in his hand, and his eyes still fell on the altar: "I see that Sister Ling's mother seems to know this "Heart Transmission Candle", how did they pass the servants of the edict?" ”

Yi Chengxin smiled: "At that time, the servants of the edict had not yet been impregnated into puppets. ”

"Oh." Li Yiqing nodded slowly, "So they also went to assassinate the Son of God?" ”

"No, my mother and sister are sacrifices."

"Then why did the servants let them in only if they were sober?" Li Yiqing was surprised, "If it is them who are preaching the edict now, will the edict servants also stop it?" ”

"The edicts are not blocking the "Heart Candle". Yi Chengxin smiled, ""The Heart Candle is a secret technique of passing on the edict, and every edict must be practiced. They'll stop it. It's something else I'm carrying. ”

"Oh? What is it? Li Yiqing opened his eyes.

Yi Chengxin smiled: "Sister will pass through this mirror first, let's go in and talk." ”

"Oh." Li Yiqing pointed the mirror at himself and looked at the courtyard, "What is this?" ”

"The array, you can lead to the realm of purple bamboo."

"Is there only one side in it?"

"For Zhaozi, this is the quiet room in front of the Shenzi steps." Yi Chengxin said, "There is the heart poison left by the edicts of the past dynasties, and before meeting the Divine Son, the edicts of this generation will sharpen the candle sword here again." ”

"Hmm," Li Yiqing raised his eyes and looked, "So after entering, you didn't immediately enter the Purple Bamboo Realm, right?" Then we don't have to rush. ”

Yi Chengxin smiled: "But this door will be closed." ”

"Oh yes."

"Sister, let's go in."

Li Yiqing raised his hand under his chin: "By the way, how does the 'Candle Sword' work in the 'Edict'?" ”

“.” Yi Chengxin looked at her, his smile faded, and he was silent.

Be quiet.

Li Yiqing lowered her eyebrows, threw the mirror back on the stage, and raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"When did my sister start not believing me?"

"From beginning to end." Li Yiqing looked at the girl's delicate pale face and said softly, "It's not easy for me to trust a person, especially in a place like this. Did you know that there is a difference between laughing when you tell a lie and laughing when you tell the truth? ”

Yi Chengxin looked at her and lowered her eyebrows: "But my sister pretended to be easy to trust people. ”

"yes, so I think you're too much like me." Li Yiqing sighed lightly, "Sometimes I really feel that I am facing myself, my face does not change, and my scheming is exactly what Master wants me to try to throw away." ”

The young master of Jade Fei Mountain took a breath lightly, and his eyes became indifferent: "If I believe you, Cui Yu, who I have done everything for it, has become a puppet of the Candle World Sect." ”

Yi Chengxin smiled slowly and lowered his eyebrows: "Because. I really don't want to kill my sister. ”

Li Yiqing was stunned, and said calmly: "Why did you want to assassinate the Divine Son of Lingzhao?" ”

Yi Chengxin also restrained his smile and looked at her coldly: "Immortal Monarch Zhaozi, I was ordered to take the edict for granted." ”

On the sides of the two of them, the fluorescence in the courtyard became heavier and heavier.

The sharp sound of the wind sounded in an instant.

Both of them move at the same time!

Li Yi's green clothes were like an arrow shadow.

Yi Chengxin never said more things, and never got closer to her.

So she had no choice but to do so.

This Qingling girl is light and fast, and her body kicks on the altar in a sweep, not like those people in Tsing Yi coming straight through, but crossing a stunning curve, floating like a butterfly, as fast as a bird, don't talk about people who have never practiced, even if the experienced swordsman of the same realm wants to grasp such a trajectory, he has to tense his nerves.

During this process, she kept her eyes closed. He didn't throw a single glance at the girl.

But the gray world still came.

Yi Chengxin only threw a glance at her, and "Heart Candle", which had reached the state of "touching", dissected the entire mind of the girl in front of her.

She was approaching with a sword, but time had slowed down a hundredfold.

The cultivation of the "Candle Sword" determines what the practitioner sees, and at this time, in the gray realm in Yi Chengxin's eyes, there are more than ten points of light on the girl's chest.

Yi Chengxin picked one of the brightest pieces and lightly clicked on it.

In an instant, the rich black candle body surged up, drowning out the flickering flames on it.

In Li Yiqing's vision, everything was also as slow as stillness.

At the same time, she suddenly forgot everything she was doing, and the drizzle, cold moon, and lake breeze poured out from the bottom of her heart, covering the real world.

The kind face of the old man slammed into her heart unexpectedly.

That night by the lake.

She stood on top of the attic, and Nie Qianyu below had just collected her sword from a serious injury, and looked at her like how many times she had grown up since she was a child.

The whistle in her palm was so hard that she immediately realized what was going to happen next, and the great horror gripped her heart, and the moment the candle body drowned the flames, she put the whistle to her mouth desperately.

She knew what she was doing and what decision she was supposed to make. But at this moment, what is the planning layout, what is the vitality of the desperate situation, what is the green feather Tianshan. It was not as important as the old man's gaze in front of him.

"The Cuiyu Sword Gate is the jade bead that has been handed down from generation to generation by those ancestors in the Yu Temple." In the days when Uncle Shi was still conscious, he once held the young her and smiled slowly in the sunset, "Although it is worn down and broken, it is still held in our hands, and it is very bright, isn't it?" ”

"I am the child of the servant girl that my senior brother bought back from the landlord's house, and you are also the one that my senior brother picked up, and many people in the pie have lost their parents, but as long as there is this vein, everyone holds it, and there is the same home."

"Yes, to pass down such a lineage, it must have gone through a lot of bloody blades and sacrifices. It's the same in our generation, maybe one day, I'll die for it. Growing up in the shade of its trees, and dying to protect it when you get old, isn't it a complete life?.haha, are you afraid of the dead, okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it. It doesn't matter, if you're afraid, it's good not to be the head in the future. ”

Yes, Uncle Shi. I'm not the head of the house anymore.

Does Emerald Feather have to exist?

In such a situation, Cuiyu has already come to the end of its life, hasn't it? Why did so many people die to forcibly redeem it?

Even if I want to die, it's not up to me to decide; Even if you have to die, everyone will die together.

Li Yiqing burst into tears and puffed out his cheeks desperately.

The whole heart candle is about to fall into ashes.

But at this moment, the old man's eyes in the dark seemed to be stacked with those in the twilight.

Li Yiqing was stuck in his throat in one breath.

In an instant, she found what she had always held.

Li Yiqing, you don't want to be the head. Who else can be in charge? You don't want to endure this torture, and who else will?

Master is dying, my brother is dead, I have always been, the head of the Jade Fei Mountain!

In the deep black package, a little white fire flickered suddenly, and then suddenly bloomed, forcing the black back back.

The flame of the burning candle was brighter than before, as if it had been tempered.

The realm of the heart candle suddenly faded, and the two girls who were against the enemy fell back to the real world at the same time.

In the sacrificial realm, Li Yiqing's body sword in the air suddenly collapsed, and it crashed into the giant dome burning with blue flames.

Then the girl fell and curled up on the ground, as fragile as a shelled snail, and the sword and dress were as loose as the clothes.

Yi Chengxin dodged sideways, staggered a step, and held the altar with his hands to support his body, and then "wow" covered his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The two girls raised their heads at the same time, their faces were as pale as paper, Li Yiqing was even weaker, she covered her chest to make sure that her heart was still beating, her face was covered with beads of sweat, and she couldn't even stand up for a while.

"So that's what it is." The candle sword burns the heart with poison'. Li Yiqing gritted his teeth and smiled, and said weakly, "I don't know if I broke your 'candle sword'?" ”

Yi Chengxin laughed silently, she raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from her mouth, and looked at the girl who couldn't stand up indifferently: "It's okay, let me see. What's left with a few roots. ”

She picked up a cold-light dagger scattered by the man in green clothes on the ground.

At this moment, in the distant hole, there was a loud clang.

The two of them were in shape at the same time.

Yi Chengxin suddenly turned around and went straight to the faint courtyard, Li Yiqing exerted all his strength, threw his sword violently, and pierced the sword on the origin of the fire talisman on the stone wall!

(End of chapter)