Burial Sword (M)

Xu Changan raised his head, he couldn't see anything, his face was full of anxiety, and he still pulled the sleeves of the little master from time to time, but the little master was also staring at the sky tightly, his eyes were solemn.

"How's it going?"

Xiaobai and Xu Changan were also entangled, motionless.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Little Hou Ye!"

Xu Changan turned his head and saw that Jian Fearless had just arrived, but he also raised his head, but he couldn't see anything.

"How's it going?"

He asked Xu Changan, Xu Changan flicked his sleeves, his face sank, and he said anxiously: "You ask me, how do I know? Your fucking cultivation is higher than mine, you can't see it, how can I see it." ”

Xu Changan was very anxious, he hoped that Ji Qiuyang would win, among the two old men he had contacted, Ji Qiuyang was higher than the master in terms of cultivation, personality, or attitude towards world affairs, this was the feeling in Xu Changan's heart. Moreover, Ji Qiuyang's predecessors were obsessed with swords, but they did not forget their family and country, and at the same time, they could calmly accept the collapse of the country and the change of dynasty. This point made Xu Changan even more admired.

If Ji Qiuyang thought, Xu Changan knew that the Holy Emperor had almost no ability to resist, even if there was a Chang'an Great Array. But as long as Ji Qiuyang's predecessor made a fierce move, the Holy Emperor didn't have time to open the Chang'an Great Array at all.

But so what?

After killing the Holy Emperor, the world will be in chaos, and his Ji family may not be able to replace him, but it is the people who suffer! Moreover, in today's world, compared to when the Ji Dynasty was at its peak, it is not far behind!

He didn't go to the trouble of the Xuanyuan family, it was for the people of the world and for the last wish of the imperial brother, and he went to break through many sects, and even the Nine Hidden Caves were destroyed. He gave up targeting Ling Tianyou because he knew that Ling Tianyou did not participate in the pursuit of the Ji family back then; he was looking for Cen Xuebai to compete with the sword for his own heart, the heart of seeking a sword all his life!

In Xu Changan's eyes, a good son, love and hate are clear, and he should be like this!

He hoped that Ji Qiuyang's predecessors could get what they wanted, but he didn't want the two of them to be damaged!

Xu Changan sighed leisurely and saw Zheng Dayan with his head bowed under the tree.

Zheng Dayan's cultivation was enough to see the situation in the world clearly, but he lowered his head, which made Xu Changan jealous and a little resentful at the same time.

He walked over, grabbed Xiaobai on his body, and threw it towards Zheng Dayan.

Zheng Dayan hurriedly caught Xiaobai, glanced at Xu Changan, and continued to lower his head.

"You don't want to see it, can you tell me what's going on up there?"

Zheng Dajun tilted his head, raised his eyes and said, "Now for Ji Qiuyang's seniors, winning or losing is really so important?"

Xu Changan was stunned for a moment, and was silent for a moment.

Ji Qiuyang injured the origin because of a forced breakthrough, and if he recuperated well, there would still be a glimmer of life, but now, ...... Is that really that important?

"In life, happiness is the most important thing. ”

"He told his mistakes, and he had no guilt in his heart; he killed the enemy without fear in his heart; he saw the descendants of the Ji family, and he felt carefree; if he could stand at the peak of the current kendo at the last moment, this life should be the most proud moment, right?"

Hearing him say this, Xu Changan suddenly lost his mind to watch the battle situation.

Zheng Dajun is right, Ji Qiuyang is just asking for pleasure.

"He, he just told me that it should be pretty good to lie here, looking at the morning sun and drinking soy milk. ”

Xu Changan nodded and ran towards the city.

Whether it is the morning sun or the sunset, he must leave a bowl for Ji Qiuyang's predecessors, so that he can see the last touch of the morning sun.

......

"That's good!" The sword qi condensed into ice, and the frozen sword domain, if most people fell into it, they were afraid that they would only be killed.

"Thank you seniors for your praise!"

At this time, Cen Xuebai was holding an ice-blue whisk in her hand, with blood at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Ji Qiuyang with a smile on her face.

"The swordsmanship is elegant, tricky and vicious, and I have the style of the year!"

As he spoke, an ice-blue rainbow stabbed towards Ji Qiuyang.

Ji Qiuyang waved his sleeves, stretched out his middle index finger and grabbed the famous sword, Fu Lan.

"If I'm at the same level as you, and I don't have a long sword in my hand, I'm afraid I'm really inferior to you. But if you go to that realm and take a look, you will find that everything is different, including the world. ”

When the words fell, his fingers flicked slightly, and Cen Xuebai stepped back.

............................................................................................ It's still a little bit short, and I'll write it later.