Kongtong Mountain.

Night rain and autumn leaves wet steps.

In the Shujian Pavilion, Xiao Tingshu, who closed his eyes with a horizontal sword, suddenly felt something, and opened his eyes and looked at the north.

After a moment of silence, he picked up his sword and got up, and in an instant, he was in front of the detached building.

Before the exit of the "Ming Sword Master", in front of the courtyard gate, an ink pen floating in the air had already come into view. In the autumn rain, the clouds and white true qi surround it, neither wet nor stained with mud.

Xiao Tingshu stretched out his hand, paused again in mid-air, and picked it out with the hilt of his sword.

A line of ink is clear and clean: "When encountering abruptness, don't say anything temporarily, the trip to the Sword Belly Mountain is therefore regretful, and the ten days will be round again." Ming Qitian respectfully. ”

Under the night rain, Xiao Tingshu frowned slightly, flipped the paper in his hand twice, pinched his fingers again, and after a moment of silence, he returned without saying a word.

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Bowang City.

In the southeast corner, the colossal black manor is as silent as ever, and in the cold rain of the autumn night, it shows the ghostly aura of death.

It's silent, it's quiet, and no one will believe that there are still people living here.

In a lonely courtyard at the back, there was still no candle flame lit, and the cold sound of the spring was more like a piece of ice in the darkness.

But compared to a few days ago, the ghostly faint gasping was no longer audible.

Tonight, the man in the wheelchair sat quietly, his long hair hanging down to his knees, his deep face as pale as his lips.

But his eyes have shown the quiet of a peaceful lake.

A long sword lay across his lap, his arm hidden in his sleeve, his slender pale fingers firmly gripping the hilt.

"Can you draw a sword?" The black-robed man stood by the window, the sash pushed open to both sides, and he stared motionlessly at the dark rain outside.

In Shang Huaitong's memory, he was always so quiet and motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Yes, benefactor." Shang Huaitong pressed his sword and paused, and the voice in his throat seemed to be sharpened out of iron.

He opened his mouth, and squeezed out a voice from his chest with some trembling: "Huaitong has spent seven days in the Netherworld Yellow Spring as if he had lived a lifetime. ”

Shang Huaitong never wanted to think back to the seven days of the walking dead in the past, and now that he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, the solid coldness gave him strength again, and he really felt that he had climbed up from hell and gone through an unprecedented quenching.

The crippled injuries in his body were quickly repaired under unknown power, and the broken sword heart was also beating vigorously in his heart, Shang Huaitong had never had such a strong desire to be reborn.

This sentence actually hooked a chuckle from the black back: "Really? So what can you do when you come out of such a Nine Shadows? ”

Huaitong is willing to drive for the benefactor all his life."

The black-robed man chuckled again.

Shang Huaitong hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I want to seek the extreme blood of the sword, the shame of yesterday!" ”

The black-robed man still looked out of the window quietly, and only after a moment did he whisper: "Seventeen years old, clumsy peak, Yijian, Tianzhong talent, Ming Qitian talks about swords. It's really a mountain. ”

Shang Huaitong was silent, and the last name had weighed him down as if he was suffocating.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Everything in the world is like sand, and I will definitely crush this mountain." ”

The black-robed man turned his head slightly: "Then do you know what it takes for an empty-handed person to climb such a lofty mountain?" ”

"Determination, perseverance, emotion," Shang Huaitong said in a low voice, "and. Fortunate. ”

He then said: "It is already Huaitong's fortunate to meet the benefactor, and Huaitong is willing to devote himself to the Zunlou, and the dog and horse will die." Hope for one day. Can wash my revenge in blood! ”

Unable to hide it any longer, the intense hatred squeezed out of his throat, and anyone could see the poisonous flames burning in his heart.

The black-robed man remained motionless and never turned back: "How long can you hold on to this?" ”

"For the rest of my life!"

There was another low laugh, but this time the black-robed man fell silent.

After a long time, he said softly: "Do you really know what it's like to spend your whole life for a mountain that connects the sky?" ”

“.”

"Twenty years." He suddenly sighed and looked out the window, "Twenty years is hard enough. ”

Shang Huaitong looked at this back a little wordlessly, this was the first time he felt the emotion of "human" from it.

"To do one thing, what you say does matter." The black-robed man turned around slightly, and the gold-streaked scene showed a cold dignity in the darkness, but his voice was still the same soft, "But they are not enough to do something more than twenty years ago." ”

"To do something like this. The most important thing is a heart. The black-robed man said softly.

What heart?

Shang Huaitong didn't know what to say, he didn't dare to ask, and the black-robed man didn't say anything further.

Because at this moment, his robe suddenly stirred slightly.

The night is as tight as a string.

Shang Huaitong suddenly panicked, and his keen sword sense made him immediately know that the atmosphere was wrong, but the black-robed man didn't tell him what would happen tonight.

"The Lord of Grace"

"The hour has come." The black-robed man said softly, he looked at the tall tree outside the manor, "Do you know who is in that tree?" ”

Shang Huaitong was stunned, he knew that he would definitely be watched, but he never felt that shadow.

"Li Weiru." The black-robed man revealed the answer to him, "You should know this name." ”

Shang Huaitong's pupils shrank.

No wonder he never noticed.

But how could it be Li Weiru? Cuiyu these days, isn't it the time when you can't pull your hand? Monitor yourself. Why is there a need for such a grandmaster?

"Because they're waiting for me." The black-robed man continued, "They know I'm coming for you. ”

“.”

"Wudong and Anzang are waiting, as long as I show a little trace," he chuckled lightly, "this is the net of heaven and earth." ”

“.” Shang Huaitong had never heard of this.

"The Sun-Swallowing Society, [Hanshi] Shang Minghao, with a true genius, if you can see them with your eyes through two streets." He said softly, "The only good news is that Ming Qitian is finally gone. ”

“.” Shang Huaitong still couldn't say a word, and he was a little chilly now, because he had just extracted the initial problem from the unfamiliar information that filled his ears.

- Why, they will feel . The person in front of you will come to you?

At this moment, the black-robed man gently turned his gaze to him: "You can't do this." ”

"What?"

"What do you think he will be like if he moves with you?"

“.”

"You will never be able to defeat him." The tone of the black-robed man did not fluctuate, as if he spit out some insignificant facts, "If you go with it, you are stupid, if you go against it, you will be cowardly, your heart will be punished, and you will be silent for a long time - if you fail, you will be a maggot." ”

Shang Huaitong's face turned pale.

"The only thing you can see on your body is this sword endowment." The black-robed man looked at him, and for some reason suddenly chuckled, "You said, when the heavens issued the sword endowment. Is it really with your eyes closed? ”

Shang Huaitong's lips trembled and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

"But it's good to be able to reuse that half of the Phantom Sword, and it saves a lot of trouble." The black-robed man sighed lightly and gently held up a round object into his eyes, "Then draw a sword against it." ”

Shang Huaitong watched in disbelief as this thing slowly pushed into front of his eyes, but not a single joint in his body could move.

The jade half of his face was as hazy as amber, and he recognized such a thing.

Soul Reaver Orb.

Shang Huaitong lost his consciousness in an instant.

(End of chapter)

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