The woman hadn't seen moonlight in twenty years.

She was ragged and coarse red in the dim light, the sword she held in her hand was thin and light, like a long dagger, and her body was equally light, as if floating in an illusory sea, and the air vibrated as she skimmed, and the trail of water was like a long tail feather.

She often believed that a woman's hatred was the easiest firewood to ignite.

She held the sword, and the scene she had seen in her dreams again came to her mind.

Late at night, in ancient houses, fires, overturned copper-glazed oil bottles, broken railings, ponds engulfed in flames, soldiers holding half-human high shields, guarding the gate with wine gourds and drinking on their heads, and the bearded leader with a huge body like a hill.

This is a nightmare that she can't struggle to leave, the nightmare in which Shura walks towards her in heavy armor, the fireworks rising into the sky in the mansion are engulfed by his slowly walking figure, the wide sword in his hand is still dripping blood, and the little girl hiding in the corner does not know whether the blood is her father's or her mother's, or other family members and servants.

She was too frightened to speak, her heart seemed to be filled with ice, and if she held it slightly, the coldness would break through her heart and paralyze her whole body.

She looked at him with wide eyes and wanted to ask for mercy, but she couldn't say a word, not to mention that the person in front of her was a Shura evil ghost, how could the evil ghost understand human words?

It was a night you'll never forget, and the fire turned the sky red.

In the midst of the fighting and screaming, the evil ghost who came towards him was obviously a very incompetent ghost, and he stared at his big eyes, wondering if he remembered his daughter, but he only raised his knife and cut a scar on her face, and then continued to walk forward.

When the killer had gone away, she finally let out a sigh of relief, and she ran to the study, opened the ancient painting, leaned against it, flipped over the wall, and ran into the secret passage.

Then she saw that there were many corpses on display in the secret passage.

It turned out that the enemy had already found this place, including fathers and mothers, as well as brothers and younger brothers - they originally wanted to abandon themselves and flee for their lives, but they fled to the underworld first.

The shadow still seemed to be swaying in the distance, and she couldn't tell whether she was pretending to be dead or really fainting, and she fell in a pool of blood.

It had been an unknown amount of time since she woke up, and she found that valuable objects had been searched from the corpses around her, and that she was wrongly convicted of being dead.

Then she walked out along the secret path, cried for a long time in the wilderness, tried her best to survive, and after a few years, she tried her best to find the visiting immortals, and was lucky to be caught by the visiting immortals at a glance and worship the Sword Heavenly Sect.

Her talent is beyond everyone's imagination, she entered the longevity realm in her twenties, if it weren't for a Lu marriage more than ten years later, she would be the most talented female disciple in the history of Tianguo Peak, and was even once thought to be the new peak master.

But she finally made a fatal mistake.

After stepping into the realm of longevity, her heart for revenge was too eager.

In the twenty years of cultivation, she hid her hatred very well, she was well-behaved and sensible, just to cover up the scars, and the half-face makeup she put on made that kind of well-behaved a little scary.

But she is indeed very obedient, and has never disobeyed the master's will, even when the master almost became the sword maniac of the enemy of the whole peak, she did not leave, and all her efforts were for the fire in her memory.

She secretly investigated many things, and finally sorted out the ins and outs of the year, and understood who her enemies were, and who those killers and iron riders were.

After many years, those killers who once pressed her side like a mountain, proudly showing their minions, have now become ants at her disposal, and when she easily pierced their armor with her sword and sent them to Huangquan one by one, the heart-rending look, the weak and powerless begging for mercy seemed to tell her that the killing gods who made her whole world collapse twenty years ago were just illusions in her memory.

In addition to the matter of slaying demons and eliminating demons, cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the life and death of ordinary people in the mortal world, although she has broken the precepts, but she is the pride of the Heavenly Cave Peak, no one will criticize her, and even take the initiative to do these for her.

It's just that fate is too tricky, when she killed an elderly killer, she accidentally took a second look, she saw his eyes, even after so many years, even if the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles at the moment, she still recognized that look.

That was the only look that showed in the iron helmet back then, and it was all she remembered.

The look in her eyes drove her a little crazy.

Of course, the killer couldn't have known her, and he said pleading words, saying that his daughter was always bullied by her husband's family, and if she died, she didn't know how much she should be bullied.

She couldn't listen, so her sword fell suddenly, cutting off his head, and death without torture was a mercy to him.

The dust edge was cut off, she just broke her life to enter the Purple Court at this damn moment, and then she was imprisoned in the Heart Demon Tribulation, and then the Dao Heart was lost, half crazy and half awake, when the thunder came, she couldn't carry it, and was beaten to the point that the Great Dao was damaged and seriously injured.

She is crazy, she has killed many, many people, slaughtered several villages, and has become a demon in the eyes of countless people, the only difference is that the crazy evil ghost never relents, and will only kill them all.

In the end, the sect master personally intervened, broke her spiritual veins, scattered her skills, and put her in a cold prison.

And in these long years, she is sober, this sobriety brings pain, she has regretted that revenge for twenty years, she can't understand, obviously her father and mother don't like her at all, and her brother always uses herself as a punching bag, why should she be paranoid to take revenge?

She had already become an immortal, and there was nothing more important in this world than herself.

A ridiculous revenge ruined the avenue in exchange for an endless painful life, so she hated everyone, hated the dead family, hated the ghost who spared her life, hated the master, hated the sect master, and hated all the people of the Sword Heavenly Sect.

She stood on a high peak rock and simply recalled her life. Her life is like an old wine, which should have become incomparably mellow, but when she was about to open it, she shook the dregs at the bottom of the altar.

"Is that you?" she looked at the Peak Lord Hall in the distance and slowly floated over.

The black shadow that gave her a new life told her that the current peak master was married to Lu, and his talent and qualifications were very similar to her back then.

That's why she wants to kill her even more.

She never felt that there was any other woman who was stronger than herself, even the peak master of the Hanging Sun Peak, who had only cultivated the Dao for decades more than herself.

The shabby red clothes swept up in the night wind, and the wind blew away the long hair to reveal a pale face.

She soon came to the front of the Peak Lord's Hall.

And when she came to the front of the hall, she heard a strange sound coming from the peak lord's hall, and this sound made her murderous aura no longer able to hide.

......

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In the main hall of the peak.

Ning Changjiu was helping Lu marry and refine the body, and his fingers against her vest were glowing with a faint gold, and the gold was like electric light, which reached every thin thread that made up the white yarn, and the white yarn that covered Lu's beautiful back was also dyed into a golden net.

And her delicate body seemed to be wrapped tightly in this net, like a trapped little beast, narrowing her shoulders in the net and trembling.

Ning Chang could sense the strangeness of her body, her body had never been so bright, the cold qi that had accumulated for many years dissipated into nothing in the golden crow, and all the acupuncture points loved this light, they absorbed the light, emitted heat and temperature, like the sun that fell in the body.

Her purple court was bright, and the sea of qi was also illuminated like a golden pill.

She felt that she was obviously wrapped in clothes, but it seemed to be seen at a glance, although the scorching temperature was not real, but a kind of burning in the Dao realm, this kind of burning was even more unbearable, if there was no one here, she was afraid that she would not be able to help tearing off her clothes and plunge directly into the cold pool behind the peak lord's hall.

Her toes were curled up and her body was as tight as a bow, clutching her clothes in one hand and her lower abdomen in the other, struggling to combat the burning dizziness of her body.

Lu married the silver teeth clenched, her eyelids closed and trembled, she suddenly felt that the placket in her hand was so slippery, as if as long as it was hotter, the whole dress would melt in the light of the golden crow, her fingers groped into her lips, biting gently, the wet heat was thick with onion-like fingers, and the pain was exchanged for a short period of lucidity.

She calmed down a little, and pinched out a lotus sword trick with her other hand.

She began to try to strip away the spirit, causing the main consciousness to fall into a coma, while the other consciousness, like an ignorant and insensible saint, watched her change with a cold eye, like an overseer, watching solemnly the casting of porcelain or iron in the hands of a craftsman.

This kind of too

The journey lasted for a long time.

Lu Jiao suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear, and the desire born from the burning feeling faded like a tide in her mind, and the sound of the waves gradually became smaller, as if her body no longer belonged to her.

She was nothing more than a real sword, a statue of Guanyin meditated, and no emotion could stir up the slightest wave of pity on her countenance.

Her Dao realm was occasionally realized, and she actually stepped into a new realm by chance, and she could sense that Ziting was really only one step away from herself.

And in Ning Changchang's perspective, Lu Married's back straightened again, the curve of her back and waist softened again, and her calm was also perceptible, as if all external touches were nothing.

Ning Changjiu was a little dissatisfied with Lu Marriage's current state, but of course he would not destroy the Dao Realm that Lu Marriage had created with great difficulty, he was just worried that if Lu Marriage continued like this, would it really become a humanoid weapon without desire.

But this state of affairs was soon broken.

After all, Lu Marriage is not the real Purple Court, this kind of Dao realm beyond the realm has not lasted too long, and the spirit of emptiness cannot achieve true emptiness, so any emotions and desires will seep into even a little bit, and they will be like weeds and vines after the spring rain, climbing like crazy to full consciousness.

Between the emptiness and fullness of the Dao Realm, Lu Marrying and Marrying Divine Thoughts flew back, although his perception of the Dao Realm was further, but if he spied on the Purple Court in advance, the negative impact would be that it would bring a lot of spiritual nothingness.

In a very short period of time, she changed from a sword to a human again.

She bit her fingertips and oozed blood, and after snorting, her body leaned forward suddenly, her arms were propped up, and she was half-lying on the cold ice jade bed, and the sword robe that she wore backwards hung down, and the light reflected more jade-like colors.

And if the refining body is suddenly interrupted, it will cause great damage to the body, but fortunately, Ning Changjiu's fingers seemed to be stuck to her back, and as Lu Jiao's body fell forward, he also leaned forward.

"No...... Stop it. Lu was a little unconscious, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Of course, Ning Changjiu will not stop, he is measured, if he stops at this moment, it will cause irreparable damage to her body.

Lu was unbearable, her long hair fell downward, covering her cheeks with a red tide, and the arms supporting her body gradually bent, and finally her entire forearm was bent down and pressed against the jade bed.

This was the first glimpse of the woman in dark red at the window.

From her point of view, Lu Marry Luo was half-faded, with her back exposed, kneeling on the bed, a young man in white bullied her, not knowing what she was doing, in short, Lu Married was flushed and moaned.

"Are you also worthy of being the peak master?" the woman's expression was fierce, the scar on her face was like a knife that was about to fly out at any time, she gritted her teeth, thinking that she had broken the fornication between the peak master and the disciple, and her anger and hatred were difficult to contain.

She couldn't hide her emotions since she went crazy, and at this moment, under the stimulation of this scene, she couldn't bear it.

"Such a slut who has fallen into desire and can't control himself, how dare anyone compare him with me back then?"

The woman looked at the scene, and the sword in her hand was slowly raised.

She originally thought that the two of them in the sinking desire would not be able to detect their own actions, after all, her strength had now recovered to its peak, and under the cover of night, she should have been the best killer of Heavenly Cave Peak.

But the moment she raised her sword, both men in the room noticed it.

The first thing she noticed was Lu Marry, who had a higher realm, and the alarm of her sword heart temporarily shattered the Dao realm she had created, she sensed the killing intent outside the house, and she couldn't judge who was coming, and the burning sensation of her body made her hands and feet weak, and she couldn't urge the sword intent for a while.

Behind her, Ning Changjiu made a quick decision, stretched out his hand, and instantly extinguished the candles on all the lampposts in the Peak Lord Hall.

The hall was instantly dark.

The woman peeping outside the door had a grim expression, and she subconsciously opened her sword eyes, but this action also exposed her to the other party's sight.

She immediately closed her eyes, trying to hide again, but it was too late, and a sword had already broken through the window and shot into her brow.

The woman lost her strength for twenty years, and her first reaction to the body was weak, and after she overcame the weakness in her heart, the sword had pierced her heart, but fortunately she was not slow to react, and in a very short time she grabbed the sword with her bare hands, pulled it out, and twisted it into iron bars.

"Dog man and woman. ”

The woman cursed, and then the window broke instantly, and her figure rushed into the dark peak lord hall at once.

Ning Changjiu and Lu are no longer on the cold jade bed.

"Let go of your hand!" Lu Yuyu let out a low sigh.

"No, it's over early at this moment, and the previous half a month's efforts have come to naught. Ning Chang hugged her body, her fingers were still on her back, Lu Married couldn't do much resistance, and always felt that she was like a little girl in her posture at the moment.

"How much longer?"

"Half a moment. ”

"Then hold it first, I can still draw a sword!"

"Good. ”

Ning Changjiu nodded, not caring about the killer of the raid, he was refining the body for Lu to marry, and at the same time he used the Dao Gate Concealment Technique to sweep towards the back door.

Although they used the means of concentrating the sound into a line, the fluctuation of the words still made the woman perceive, her figure slid over the floor tiles, as fast as the shadow of a swimming fish, a sword pierced into the darkness, she felt that she had stabbed something, the long sword was raised, it was a bloody cloth.

The injured person was Ning Changjiu, he didn't say a word, his face was extremely cold, and he flew towards the back door with Lu Marry.

But they still underestimated the speed of the killer, and the second sword came in an instant, if it weren't for the natural suppression of outsiders in the Peak Lord Hall, this monstrous sword could even cut all the bricks and stones on the ground.

And Ning Changjiu was also an outsider, and his actions were also blocked in the Peak Lord Hall, so the killer woman's aggressive sword, he couldn't completely dodge, and an extremely long blood mark was cut out of his back.

Ning Chang's body shook, and the spasms caused by the pain made it difficult for him to react, so he could only press his fingers on Lu Married's back, and his strength was so great that he seemed to want to sink into it and merge with it.

Lu Zhuo felt the power of her fingers, her whole body was hot, her consciousness kept tugging between lucid and blurred, and Ning Chang's finger power made her realize that he had been injured.

Lu Marry would never allow herself to sit still under his protection, she snorted, and once again forced into that kind of Dao realm, her consciousness was clear, and her consciousness seemed to be beyond the soul of the body, but she dominated everything.

The mind moved slightly, and the fairy sword Minglan broke through the sheath and buzzed.

The sword light flashed like lightning.

This sword sound was very familiar, and the woman immediately recognized that it was the sword of the Heavenly Cave Peak, the sword that should have belonged to her.

Jealousy made her stretch out her palm directly, wanting to grab the lightning, but she moved a little slower, and the lightning slipped through her fingers and fell into Lu Married's hand, but the restless sword qi blew up her fingers, leaving a charred black color.

Lu Married Married Straight Forward, Standing with a Sword, Ning Changjiu wrapped one hand around her waist, the other hand on her vest, the two stood one after the other, Lu Married Married knew that Ning Changjiu was injured, so she simply did not move, holding the sword and facing her hand.

They opened their eyes at the same time.

The woman looked at Lu Marrying's reddish beautiful face, her heart moved slightly, even if she was also a woman, she felt intoxicated, but this intoxication made her want to pull out her sword and cut a scar on her face.

He looked at the hand wrapped around her waist and sneered: "A good pair of dog men and women, they are still entangled at such ......a juncture? Heh, look at your appearance, the disciples outside probably still think you're an iceberg fairy, right?"

Lu Marry was silent, staring at the woman in front of her, her eyes fell on her scar, an incredible thought flashed in Lu Marriage's heart, and then said coldly: "Are you Bingrong?"

"Bingrong?" The woman hesitated for a moment before laughing: "I don't even remember my name myself, I didn't expect you to know." ”

Lu had never seen her before, and when she started, Bing Rong had been imprisoned in a cold prison for several years.

But she had heard Master talk about her countless times.

said that if she is not crazy, she will be her best sister.

But she was crazy, and when the master was crazy, someone pulled him back, but this senior sister was crazy, and the big mistake she made was no longer worth being pulled by others.

"How did you escape?" Lu was shocked in her heart, she obviously supervised the repair of the cold prison and the establishment of the ban with her own eyes, and the Hidden Peak Chaos Bing Rong failed to escape that day, so of course it was even more impossible after that.

And Ning Chang

Jiu Ze thought of more things.

He understood what he had noticed in the past few days.

It stands to reason that if the cave peak withers today, the snatching of the aura should be far inferior to the other peaks, but on that day, the wind of the aura was blowing, as usual, because it was too ordinary, so he subconsciously sensed the abnormality, but he failed to figure out the origin of the abnormality.

Today he finally figured it out, it turned out that it was because there were still masters hidden in the Heavenly Cave Peak.

This tall finger is not the woman named Bingrong in front of him, but the person who gave Bingrong strength and helped him escape from the cold prison.

Ning Chang couldn't figure out who that person could be.

And Lu married and Bingrong, after a short "greeting", they began to draw swords almost at the same time.

They all inherited the same teacher, one was the best female disciple twenty years ago, and the other is the best today, and their swordsmanship also came out of the same way, and they almost knew the root as soon as they made a move.

Ning Changjiu was sure that if Lu married and married, this Bing Rong would definitely not survive ten moves, but at this moment, Lu Marrying and refining her body was unbreakable, and the heat of her body was eroding her spirit, and the Dao realm she created was also precarious and could not be supported for too long.

Bingrong's figure flickered, and the next moment, what remained in place was an afterimage that quickly shattered.

And the extremely thin and light sword in her hand was already close to Lu Marriage.

Bing Rong's momentum is the sand and snow style of the first half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra, and the mirror style used by Lu Marriage, after both of them gathered momentum, the two of them used the same way to use the big river into the desecration style, in the dark, their sword light was annihilated after the collision, and countless cracks broke on the bricks and tiles on the ground at once, and they quickly stretched to the distance.

In the sword aura, the two swords also collided together.

They pressed the blade of the sword against the blade, the strength of Bing Rong's arm pressed on, and in the sound of steel rubbing, Bing Rong's light sword grazed Minglan, and suddenly hit the sword blade, and she turned her wrist, wanting to leak the sword through the gap between Lu Rong's defense and cut directly into her heart.

Lu Zaimari noticed it, his wrist flicked, and the sword body moved suddenly, shaking it away before the sword cut in, and although the woman's arm holding the sword was opened, and then when her body twisted, her other hand slapped directly on Lu Marry's forehead.

Lu married and protected Ning Changchang like a hen protecting her cubs at the moment, and she couldn't directly dodge Bingrong's attack, so she had to stretch out her hand to greet her.

With a snap, Bing Rong's palm hit her wrist, and in the huge power, Lu Yuyu and Ning Chang's body slipped backwards, and in the Peak Lord Hall, the darkness was illuminated a lot at once, Bing Rong opened his arms, and at the center of his own point, the long sword hung silently in the air.

The sword aura is generous and bright.

This was the sword cut out by Lu Marriage in the Imperial City that day.

"Let go!" Lu Yuyu let out a low snort, but it was too late.

The refining body is about to be completed, and Ning Changchang is not willing to give up halfway at this moment, so that there is no possibility of cultivating the sword body in the future.

Disagreement at critical moments is fatal.

At this moment, Lu Marry's Dao Realm was almost lost, and the scorching sensation surged into her body and mind again, and countless emotions were amplified in the flames, which would greatly disrupt the speed at which she took out her sword.

Sure enough, Bing Rong's sword momentum had risen, but she hadn't set up the sword frame yet, and when Bing Rong's sword came to her, she had no choice but to turn from attack to defense.

Ruhong's sword aura illuminated their faces.

"How are you so weak to be a peak master?" Bing Rong felt her shaky sword intent, and angrily pushed out the sword.

The sword momentum of the two collided, stirring up the sword fire in the sky, illuminating the main hall of the peak.

The sword qi of the two of them then collided together, and the messy sword intent was like countless flying knives, which burst out in an instant, destroying everything and cutting everything.

The impact condensed into a huge wave, directly overturning Lu Zhuang, knocking them backwards, the back door of the Peak Lord's Hall was shattered, and Lu Zun's figure and Ning Changjiu's figure fell backwards and flew out together, smashing into the cold pool behind the Peak Lord's Hall like a stone.

Bing Rong stood in place, looking at the splash in the cold pool, sneering and shaking his head slightly.

"Ahem......"

The two of them crashed into the bottom of the cold pool in a huge impact, Ning Chang coughed, the cold pool water poured into his mouth and nose, he quickly held his breath, and let the transparent water hold his body like a huge palm, and hold them back to the water.

Bing Rong walked out of the back door of the main hall of the peak.

She looked up at the moonlight and then turned back to look at the huge hall.

The flames of the mansion more than forty years ago and the memory of slaughtering the village and the city when she went crazy twenty years ago came flooding back to her heart, and she went from being a defenseless person to a devil with a sword in her hand.

She never felt that she was wrong, she never felt that she was a poor person, what she hated the most was Master, obviously he was crazy back then, why couldn't he understand himself?

Bing Rong sneered and hid her face, tears overflowing from her fingers, this should have been something she had dried up long ago.

And she didn't know what a good opportunity to kill someone she missed when she was sad at the moment.

When Bing Rong walked to the edge of the cold pool with his sword, Lu Married had already stood up with the sword in his hand.

Her clothes floated on the surface of the water, like a snow-white water lily.

Her lower skirt was soaked in the cold pool water, clammy and clung to her slender thighs.

Her long hair was also wet and draped, covering her body, at this moment her face became extremely quiet, quiet and secluded, the body under the moonlight seemed to be carved from the best beautiful jade, and it was also like the best court painter's painstaking work.

But she sensed that Lu's aura had changed suddenly, and the woman who had no power to fight back in front of her before seemed to be really out of her sheath at this moment, and the cold glow she showed made her retreat.

Bing Rong was not afraid, but even more aroused his fighting spirit.

It is my lifelong wish to be able to play a sword again, let alone such an opponent?

Bing Rong remembered the man he killed, and that man never knew that his death came from his soft-heartedness.

When she killed him, she didn't have any woman's kindness, even if she was asked to choose 10,000 times, she would kill him, and she enjoyed the pleasure of killing the good heart, although this also became the key to her later falling into the demon calamity.

She originally thought that it was the most satisfying sword in her life.

But now, her spirit has climbed to the top again, and she believes that she can cut a sword that is very strong and fast, and she can't find a flaw.

The two looked at each other, then drew their swords again.

The bright moon in the sky was robbed of color.

In the center of the two, a cold pool rolled up a water dragon, drowning them.

This is really Bingrong's most satisfying sword, which makes her impeccable in any aspect, even if it is Lu Marrying now, when facing her sword, she can only achieve an equal score.

But she still died.

She died from a sword stabbing her throat in the side.

It was Ning Chang's sword.

Although he knew that Lu could kill her with a sword, he would not give Bing Rong any chance to fight back or ventilate.

Bing Rong stared blankly ahead, the fire in his eyes gradually extinguished, and then fell into the cold pool with a thud, blood smeared.

Lu Married lowered his sword and said softly, "Turn around, I'll change my clothes." ”

Ning didn't respond for a long time, and after he cut out the sword, his body fell directly.

Lu Zhuo exclaimed softly, only then did she realize that Ning Changjiu's back was already soaked with blood, and the sword marks were extremely deep.

She didn't care about anything anymore, she rushed over to help him, and held him in her arms, she lowered her head and looked at his pale face, with a bad premonition in her heart.

She immediately dispelled the thoughts in her heart and healed him, but his back was already blurred with flesh and blood, and forcing his true qi would only make the wound more torn and counterproductive.

This time, she didn't hesitate, and she didn't waste time looking for other tricks that could cross the qi, but leaned down directly, and her petal-like red lips were imprinted.

The disciple's life is at stake, and he is just healing his wounds.

When the lips were connected, and the true qi was like water, Lu thought so.

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