Lin Chuan knew that if something unpleasant happened to Zuo Zhen because of his bad mood, it would not help him get the Ink Bone Sword, so he could only endure the unhappiness in his heart, and said with a cold face: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take us to get the Ink Bone Sword!"

Lin Chuan was too lazy to deal with Zuo Zhen anymore, all the way down, to be honest, he was indeed a little tired, he wanted to end this quickly, and then go back to have a good rest. To be honest, after finding out the Shadow Ghost Sect that disturbed the normal order of the Demon Dao, they had already completed their task, and the disappearance of the Ink Bone Sword was actually not in their arrangement at all, he could have left it alone, the reason why he was willing to follow Jinguan and them was just because he had a little friendship with Zhuge Ang.

It's just that this matter is not something that he should be in charge of, so he feels a little uncomfortable doing it, so after a long time, he is full of complaints, but because of the situation, he can't have a seizure, so now, he vented all this complaint on urging Zuo Zhen.

Zuo Zhen listened, shook his head, and did not answer, but led them towards the depths of the Imprisoned Soul Mountain.

After a long walk, they finally walked into a wooded area that was extremely dark, and the atmosphere became a little eerie. Along the way, everyone didn't dare to speak loudly, Jin Guan carefully protected Hua Chao behind him, and when he arrived at a dark place, Zuo Zhen finally stopped.

"It's right there!" Zuo Zhen stopped, then pointed to a point of light in front of him and said: "The Ink Bone Sword is there, you can go and get it yourself! Isn't this kid the owner of the Ink Bone Sword, it shouldn't be difficult to take down the Ink Bone Sword!"

"You mean, let us go over and get it ourselves?" Lin Chuan was a little skeptical.

Zuo Zhen smiled: "Don't you know the power of the Ink Bone Sword? If it weren't for the master, others would feel a pressure when they approached, and now that I have been seriously injured and not healed, wouldn't it be more difficult to heal if I approach like this!" Although Zuo Zhen's words sounded like shirking, they were reasonable.

However, this place was still some distance away from that point of light, and Jin Guan was afraid of fraud, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Facing their hesitation, Zuo Zhen continued: "Anyway, I don't dare to go over, if you don't believe it, I can't help it." ”

To believe or not to believe? This tangle in front of them made them stop where they were for a long time and did not take any action.

On the other side, not long after Zuo Zhen followed Jin Guan and them left, a strong light suddenly erupted from the nameless deep valley, and in an instant, with a loud bang, the sky shook.

A rusty iron sword hanging in mid-air, after a loud bang, a ray of light flew out of the sword body, and rushed towards a body lying on the stone bed under the sword, and then the light of the sword body instantly dimmed, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The two men standing in front of them looked happy as they watched as the body on the stone bed began to slowly glow with a thin red glow.

Leng Xu couldn't help but whisper, "Blood syncope, it's really blood syncope!" His voice was very small, for fear of alarming the people lying there, but from that small voice, there was still an inexplicable excitement and excitement.

Time passed slowly, minute by minute, in Leng Xu's impatient mood, he felt that it was as long as a year or even ten years. He had waited for this day for hundreds of years, and today, he could finally see the person he had been for four years again, how could he not be excited.

"Desireless, he's coming back! He's coming back......" Leng Xu, who had always been calm, suddenly took Desireless's hand like a child, smiled and shook it. Desireless looked at him, seemed to be infected by him, and then smiled.

In my memory, Leng Xu in the past always followed Xuechao's side, and everything obeyed Xuechao, at that time, he was also naïve like a child, not at all as deep as now. If it weren't for the five hundred years, they might have been like that forever, but......

No, however, things have become the state they are now, and there is no point in pursuing them.

I didn't want to put away my thoughts, no longer thinking about the past, and followed Leng Xu's expectant gaze and looked at the body on the stone bed. This body was snatched by Leng Xu, because his appearance was almost the same as the previous blood syncope, the only difference was that he had an extra mole at the corner of his eye than the blood syncope.

This man was a scholar in a small town, but he died young, but at the age of twenty, he returned to heaven. After his family buried him, Leng Xu dug up his body, and then used secret techniques to preserve his body, which was preserved for hundreds of years.

He also knew that every time Leng Xu said that he wanted to retreat, in fact, he just came here to see what this person looked like.

Over the years, no one knows better than the person who has no desire to live. For the sake of blood syncope, he did not hesitate to practice all kinds of shadow ghost sect techniques, from a person with no foundation to become as powerful as he is now, this kind of perseverance, even without desire, has to be admired.

But as a bystander, it is difficult for Wuxian to truly appreciate the feelings between them.

He only remembered that when the blood convulsion brought back Leng Xu, who was still a child, Leng Xu's innocent eyes were not suitable for becoming a person from the Shadow Ghost Sect at all, but the blood convulsion insisted on leaving such an orphan from the human world, and then slowly raised him, and slowly, they began to have feelings between them, although Leng Xu was slow to learn everything at that time, but since Leng Xu's existence, they began to experience a kind of happiness without a reason.

Later, Leng Xu grew up, they became brothers, and they also lived a carefree and unrestrained life. Later, the conflict between immortals and demons continued, and this period of time came to an end.

There were so many things in my memories that I couldn't help but feel a little sad when I didn't want to think about it, so I shook my head and pulled my thoughts back.

The red light from the body of the stone bed became thicker and thicker, and the light became more and more dazzling, and Leng Xu grabbed the desireless hand and worked harder and harder. You can feel the long-awaited tension in his strength. Wu Xuan put his other hand on Leng Xu's hand, which seemed to make him relax.

Leng Xu turned his head to look at Desireless, "I'm a little scared......"

Fear, these hundreds of years of waiting, finally reduced to an empty wait, fear, this full of expectations turned into a disappointment, and even more afraid, this seemingly imminent success of the formation has become a sad failure......

All these complex emotions are written in Leng Xu's eyes, and no desire understands it better than anyone else.

When the two looked at each other, the corpse shrouded in red light suddenly opened its eyes, and in its sharp and threatening eyes, it was the breath of a king who had been reborn after sleeping.

He's back!

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