"I actually slept ......"

Si Xueyi took the Heavenly Death Spear and watched with some dazed eyes as Bai Lixuan turned into light and shadow and escaped into the gun.

only said that he was sleepy and didn't say sleepy, which may be Bai Lixuan's last stubbornness.

Si Xueyi stared at the Heavenly Death Spear for a while, his expression was complicated, this was the first time he had held the Heavenly Death Gun seriously.

This gun has been with him since he was eight years old, and in his previous life, he accompanied him in battles everywhere and made a name for himself.

Now it was rusty, and there was no sharp edge in it other than the familiar heaviness in the hand.

But Si Xueyi knew that as long as he wanted, as long as he injected the true yuan into it.

No matter how broken the Heavenly Death Spear is, it is better than any spiritual weapon, and it can compete with treasure weapons.

Spiritual weapons, treasures, holy weapons.

Except for the holy weapon that can steadily suppress the current Heavenly Death Spear, no matter how good the other treasure weapons are, they can't completely defeat the Heavenly Death.

Si Xueyi's thoughts changed, and the true yuan was involuntarily injected into the Heavenly Death Spear.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Death Spear immediately shone brightly, and a cold wind overflowed in all directions, and the cold wind rolled up dust and fallen leaves around Si Xueyi.

Boom, whirring, a momentum that had been suppressed for a long time was constantly accumulating roars.

Fragments of memories of the past emerge uncontrollably.

"Young master, let's go with you, the big handsome is wronged!"

"Young master, take our Seven Dragons to rush again!"

"Young Master!!"

The wind was bitterly cold, and the snow was three feet thick.

The Heavenly Death Spear slashed through the neck of a dragon general who stepped forward, it was a blood dragon general, he could dodge, but his face was like iron, and he didn't move.

Whew!

Blood splattered, staining the flying snowflakes into scarlet penetration.

"Cover your neck, and the wound will heal in half an hour."

Si Xueyi held the Heavenly Death in his hand, and said indifferently: "This is my family matter, you don't have to worry about it, my last order to you, before sunset, you are not allowed to move!" ”

Seven big men, just standing knee-deep in the snow, motionless, let the snowflakes fall.

But their fists were clenched, tears flowed out of their eyes and condensed into ice, and the murderous aura and anger all over their bodies were difficult to suppress.

"Young Master!!"

Looking at Si Xueyi, who didn't look back and walked farther and farther, they let out a roar.

Compared with the monstrous murderous intent and boundless anger on his body, this voice was desolate and painful, like the wail of a defeated dog.

The screen flashed again.

"Father, everyone in the world knows that you are slandered, you can't rebel, why do you have to confess!"

Si Xueyi's lips trembled, and he looked helplessly and desperately at the man opposite.

It was his father, Si Xueqing.

Si Xueqing's long hair fell down his shoulders like a waterfall, and his face was like the most dexterous painter, depicted like an immortal possessed by an immortal.

Smart and natural, with dragon and phoenix posture, Xiao Xiao Susu, hearty and green, even if it is a pearl and jade on the side, it will be ashamed of itself.

"I've long looked down on life and death."

Si Xueqing put down the teacup and raised his head, his eyes were bright and his teeth were bright, and his demeanor was particularly beautiful.

Si Xueyi's expression was painful and complicated, and said, "Is it because of me?" Father, you are invincible in the world, but I am your weakness after all! ”

"Father, you look down on me, you look down on life and death, why should I be afraid?"

He was emotional, stood up involuntarily as he spoke, stretched out his hand and pointed at Si Xueyi, both angry and sad.

Si Xueqing got up slowly and said seriously: "Isn't it good to be alive?" ”

Seeing him like this, Si Xueyi was angry, and his right hand trembled violently: "But you are good to me, let me live better than die!" ””

If you die because of me, how can our snow clothes be at ease.

Si Xueqing was stunned when she heard this, but her determination still did not change, and she only said in a deep voice: "I owe you, I can't pay it for 100,000 years, let alone die." ”

He stepped forward and held Si Xueyi's trembling hand, and the two cold hands were clasped together in the cold night.

Si Xueqing looked at Si Xueyi's hand, and then raised her eyes and said: "Don't shake the boy's hand, so that the fear in his heart will be known to others, as for the tears...... If you can't help it, just cry alone. ”

He wiped the corners of Si Xueyi's eyes, then turned to leave, no matter how Si Xueyi shouted, he didn't look back.

Si Xueyi broke down and cried: "Si Xueqing, you really make my life worse than death!" ”

Click, all the memories are shattered.

On the bank of the Canglong River, the dust and fallen leaves surrounding Si Xueqing's body rolled up more than three meters high at some point.

Under the injection of the True Yuan, the Heavenly Death Spear had a light that infected one-third of the evergreen.

Just as the light was about to spread rapidly to the tip and tail of the spear, Si Xueyi let go of his hand, and the spear fell sideways, and the light completely dissipated.

Boom!

The dust and broken leaves that rolled up exploded directly, and the accumulated momentum was gone.

The aftermath was stirred out, and the ground within a radius of 100 meters seemed to have been washed by rain a hundred times, clean and outrageous.

Rock!

The moment before the spear landed, Si Xueyi picked up his toes lightly, and the spear was grabbed by one of them after the spear was half rotated several times, and this time there was no real yuan injection.

"Memories of the dead...... Always come when you shouldn't......"

Si Xueyi sighed lightly, he had a knot in his heart that had not been solved for nine hundred years, laughter was just a disguise, and sadness was the background.

After all, he couldn't let go, Si Xueyi didn't inject the true yuan into the heavens anymore, and came to the riverside boulder alone and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and exercising.

……

At the same time, Uncle Qin also stopped with Fu Hongyao.

After confirming that he was far enough away from Si Xueyi, Uncle Qin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling quite relieved.

Uncle Qin muttered in his heart, that little guy's cultivation has not even condensed the Yuan Dan, but why does it give me the feeling that it is so dangerous?

All my disguises seem to have been seen through by him, and he can't hide any secrets at all.

This little guy's eyes are so sharp!

Where did it come from?

Is it really from Canglan Academy?

Uncle Qin's thoughts turned around, and he couldn't understand it.

Fu Hongyao pouted angrily: "Uncle Qin, Brother Xueyi and I haven't finished talking yet, why did you take me away." ”

Uncle Qin woke up, his face was full of smiles, his eyes were full of doting, and he said with a smile: "Miss, you actually have to go." The mysterious person who drew the sword last night obviously didn't want to disturb the conversation between the young lady and the snow-clothed boy, so he stayed in the forest and didn't come out. ”

Fu Hongyao nodded and suddenly realized, a smile quickly appeared on his face, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Qin, it wasn't you who took me away, Hongyao really delayed Brother Xueyi's matter." ”

The mysterious man and Brother Xueyi must have something to talk about, but if I am all the time, it will be inconvenient for Brother Xueyi to meet with that mysterious person.

Uncle Qin smiled and said: "Miss is really Bingxue smart, the old slave is a little bit, and Miss will understand everything." ”

In fact, this is not the case at all, if you stay any longer, your own young lady will really be abducted directly.

Fu Hongyao said curiously: "Is that mysterious person very strong?" Uncle Qin, do you see the roots? ”

Uncle Qin shook his head, the smile on his face retracted, and said in a deep voice: "I can't see it, I can't see through it at all, the light shone last night, and the old slave can't even see his face clearly." As for cultivation...... It's completely impossible to see. ”

Fu Hongyao's eyes showed a look of shock, she knew Uncle Qin's strength, and she underestimated him when she said that the invincible Cangxuan Mansion was invincible.

"There is a vast and heavy ancient meaning in his sword light...... The temperament is even more gorgeous, and the mystery is very ......."

Uncle Qin muttered to himself, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and continued: "Such a character appears in Cangxuan Mansion, I'm afraid the goal is the same as ours, but I don't know which one it is......"

Fu Hongyao whispered: "Brother Xueyi seems to call him Bai Lixuan. ”

"Bai Lixuan!"

Uncle Qin showed an extremely shocked look in his eyes, and asked, "Miss, did he really say that it was Bai Lixuan?" ”

Fu Hongyao nodded.

Uncle Qin gasped on the spot, and it took a long time before he lost his mind and said, "How is this possible, how can it be ......?"

Fu Hongyao was puzzled: "Uncle Qin, what's wrong, who is Bai Lixuan?" ”

Uncle Qin sighed and said: "Bai Lixuan is the personal disciple of the Dragon Emperor, he is a once-in-a-lifetime sword wizard, he became a sword saint before he was thirty years old, and after walking out of the Heavenly Peerless City, he asked the sword world, but in four or five years, he broke out of a reputation of being invincible in the Holy Realm, shocking the world!" ”

"Speaking of elegance, it seems that he has been wronged a little, but he is more divine in the back."

Fu Hongyao's eyes showed a strange color, and he asked, "Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin, what's going on in the back." ”

Uncle Qin muttered, "After the fall of the Dragon Emperor, he got disciples either to avoid trouble, or to be disheartened, or to want to lie dormant in secret, and all of them left the Heavenly Peerless City at the center of the storm. ”

"Only this Bai Lixuan, who is already invincible in the Holy Realm, has returned to the Heavenly Absolute City after ten years of leaving, and has guarded the Heavenly Absolute City for thirty years with one person and one sword."

"In the past thirty years, he has successively defeated several Emperor Realm powerhouses seeking revenge in the Heavenly Absolute City, but he was betrayed by the villain in the last battle, and he was finally defeated by the Emperor Realm powerhouses."

Fu Hongyao was extremely sad when she heard this, and said, "How can this be, it's a pity." ”

Uncle Qin's expression was complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "But not long after that Emperor Realm powerhouse was arrogant, he was killed by Bai Lixuan with a secret technique, and that sword star fell and shone for thousands of miles, and it can be seen at the end of the world." ”

"After that, Bai Lixuan knew that his fate would not be long, and before he fell, he turned into a bright moon to protect the Heavenly Absolute City, until a hundred years later, the bright moon fell from the sky, and the Heavenly Absolute City, which had lost its shelter, fell and became desolate."

"Because of this, he is called the last white moonlight in the Heavenly Absolute City, and the people of later generations also respect him as the Moonlight Sword Saint."

Fu Hongyao opened his mouth slightly, and the whole person was stunned.

After a long time, she sighed leisurely: "What a touching story, he returned to the Heavenly Absolute City for the sake of the master's will, one person, one sword, one city, and after death, he turned into a bright moon to continue to protect the Heavenly Absolute City." ”

Fu Hongyao remembered something and raised his head: "But Uncle Qin, why are you so shocked?" After all, he was born nine hundred years ago. ”

Uncle Qin showed a bitter smile and took out an ancient broken sword.

Rumble!

Even if only half of it was left, the sword still exuded a terrifying edge, and there was a faint supreme power lingering.

Fu Hongyao was surprised: "Is this the Supreme Holy Weapon?" ”

Uncle Qin nodded silently: "My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, I don't know the specifics, anyway, my ancestor had a sword saint, and after losing to Bai Lixuan, he pinched off this supreme holy sword with his bare hands." ”

"After that, the old slave's family fell in the middle of the road, and no matter how difficult it was, this broken sword was retained, reminding the younger generations not to forget the shame of the year."

Fu Hongyao raised his head and said, "It turns out that Uncle Qin is also a person with a story, but ...... What is Bai Lixuan's appearance? ”

Uncle Qin thought for a while and said, "He became a sword saint at a young age, so he is naturally a peerless youth. ”

Fu Hongyao muttered: "That shouldn't be the same person, Brother Xueyi called that mysterious person an old man." ”

Uncle Qin smiled: "It's definitely not the same person, everyone in the world knows that he has died a long time ago." It should just be the same name, or it should be mysterious, as a snow-clothed boy, there will be a protector to follow. It's just the name Bai Lixuan...... Let the old slave recall this past. ”

He definitely didn't believe that Bai Lixuan was still alive, and it was best not to live, the entire Supreme Holy Sword back then was pinched off.

He now holds a broken sword and wants to go to shame, which is no different from sending him to death.

Uncle Qin gave his own guess: "There is a high probability that it is also for the Longling Treasure House." ”

Fu Hongyao's eyes lit up, will Brother Xueyi also come?