Chapter 122: Red Sword, Xihe

"You want to save her?"

Zhang Sanyi wanted to turn back, but he was choked, and the person who held him was so angry that he couldn't move.

"Yes"

"I can't save it!"

The man's voice was filled with sadness.

"She's Your Daughter"

"That's her life"

The voice was calm and terrifying.

"Life, life again? Then she sacrificed the sword, did you win?"

......

Behind him, the man was silent.

Zhang Sanyi knew that he had not left yet.

In the empty hall, it was just him and the man, and he sat on the cold black chair.

There was silence for a long time before the man behind him spoke again.

"Back then...... I have the same choice as you......"

Zhang Sanyi suddenly couldn't speak, he didn't know what to say.

Of course he doesn't want Huo Shuangsheng to sacrifice the sword, the current situation is already a dead end, either Huo Shuangsheng sacrifices the sword and achieves the sword, and there is a glimmer of hope to keep Jincheng, if he doesn't sacrifice the sword, it will be the same ending, Jincheng has become a ghost, skeletons are everywhere, and there is no living thing.

"So what to do?"

Zhang Sanyi squinted at the door, his voice heavy.

"Now, you're the lord of the city, you shouldn't ask me"

The voice stopped abruptly, Zhang Sanyi turned around suddenly, and there was nothing behind him.

"Grass, he's your daughter"

Zhang Sanyi couldn't help it, but still scolded out.

What could he do?

Slumped in the chair, Zhang Sanyi grabbed his head.

The black-armored soldiers can only support a whole day at most, and even most of the young men in the city have already left the city and gone to the battlefield, and they can already be said to be full of soldiers.

But why make your own choice?

Getting up, Zhang Sanyi slowly walked out of the black palace.

The city was already empty.

Walking on the bluestone street, he was alone.

The place where the sword is forged is in the back mountain, because there is earth fire in the back mountain, which is the place where the sword is forged.

Zhang Sanyi had never seen the so-called sword that could save Jincheng from fire and water, and he wanted to see it.

The back mountain has already been hollowed out, but just when it gets closer, a blazing sensation comes to the face.

"Lord Castle—"

Come respectfully.

Zhang San glanced at it.

"Do I have to get Shuangsheng?"

"Yes"

Take me to see the sword.

Continue to walk inside, and you have reached the heart of the mountain.

Everywhere there was hot red magma, gurgling. In just a moment, Zhang Sanyi was sweating profusely.

In the middle of the magma, Zhang Sanyi saw a sword, which was pitch black and more like a stick, and he couldn't tell it was a sword at all.

The protruding bluestone statue is a plank path that leads to the vicinity of the sword.

"Lord Castle, danger-"

Zhang Sanyi didn't listen or stop, but still walked towards the sword.

"Don't come here"

The bluestone is more than ten meters long.

The more he walked inside, not only did he feel hot, Zhang Sanyi felt that his heart was already hot, and he wanted to take off his clothes, but at this moment, he was wrapped in black armor, as if he couldn't take it off.

Finally came to the end, Zhang Sanyi looked down at the sword, and the sword trembled slightly.

"I suddenly figured it out"

Zhang Sanyi was silent for a while, he didn't know if the person was there, he wanted to make sure, but unfortunately failed.

"You're supposed to be there, right?"

"If you can't get out, it's up to you"

"Perhaps, you jump in, it's the best ending"

Zhang Sanyi's eyes were staring at the sword, but he was already on guard.

"You go in, and it's the best ending"

It's still the same indifferent voice.

Zhang Sanyi didn't look back, still with his back to the man, at this time, as long as the man gently pushed him, he really sacrificed the sword.

"Hehe, looks like we're going to have to fight?"

Turning around slowly, Zhang Sanyi was like looking in a mirror, and the man was also shrouded in black armor, exactly like him.

The man didn't answer, just shook his head slightly.

"Do you know how to drink?"

Zhang Sanyi shook his head at first and nodded a little.

"Then sit down and have a drink with me, shall you?"

Between the two, a stone table appeared, on which was placed a wine jug and two bowls.

Zhang Sanyi sat down and waited for the person opposite.

"Do you want to ask, why should I let you come?"

"Because you are the only one who can hold that sword except me, and you should always find someone who can use it, right?"

"It's been so many years, I've really waited for it"

Zhang Sanyi didn't make a sound, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, surrounded by hot magma, and his mouth was already dry.

"Ahem-a-"

With just a small bite, Zhang Sanyi's chest felt like it was on fire.

"Haha, he said he would drink"

"You say, if I went in and let Sheng'er hold the sword, wouldn't it be better?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Sanyi replied in a deep voice, "I don't know."

"I don't know, who knows, at least, it's better than now"

The man looked up, "Knock knock—" and swallowed the entire bowl of wine.

"Drink, it's not too early, it's time to get down to business"

Zhang Sanyi picked up the bowl, a little worried.

But, I still tilted my head and poured it in.

Like a fire, Zhang Sanyi felt that he was about to burn, and he under the black armor must have already turned red.

"I drank the wine too, one more word, take care of Shuangsheng, back then, I really didn't want to let her sacrifice the sword"

"Am I a hero, you say?"

Zhang Sanyi didn't answer, it should be counted, right?

Then, bowing his head, he bowed down.

"The rest, it's up to you"

Zhang Sanyi felt it, the man laughed, and then, he fell, straight down, fell onto the sword, and his body was swallowed by magma.

In an instant, the sword trembled violently, and the whole mountain shook with it, and the magma began to boil and tumble, and the red magma flowers exploded in the air.

On the sword, the black shell began to slowly fall off, and the magma began to slowly surging towards the sword, which was actually devouring the magma.

The hilt of the sword appeared, still a swarthy color, the kind of deep black, the black that engulfed the light. Slowly, the sword body appeared, and the crimson sword body was like flowing magma.

The mountains are still shaking, the magma is still rolling, but the magma is getting less and less.

After a long time, half of the whole mountain had already collapsed, and the magma had bottomed out. The tip of the sword was exposed, and the tip of the sword was not red, as if it had been connected, it was white, white like bones. It looks extraordinarily out of place.

The last drop of magma disappeared, and there was a sword roar, and the wind was blowing, and the mountain wall was cut off and slammed into the ground.

Zhang Sanyi stood on the crimson sword, without moving, the black armor on his body had already been shattered, just a sword roar made him helpless black armor broken.

Trembling and stretching out his hand, Zhang Sanyi grabbed the hilt of the sword, and a huge burning sensation rushed straight to his chest, several times worse than the bowl of wine just now.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanyi's right arm began to burn, and the blazing red flames began to spread slowly, from the right arm, to his head, and then to his left arm, half of his body burned, and the flames began to spread downward.

Zhang Sanyi felt that his armor had turned into ashes, and his skin began to burn, and next, flesh and blood, right? Finally, bones?

Will he be burned to death?

But why didn't he feel pain?

Isn't it possible that people don't feel pain when they're burned to death?

He smelled the smell of meat.

Well, it's quite fragrant.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanyi sensed something and squeezed towards his head. It was raging everywhere, but he was helpless, and there was nothing he could do.

It was like a dark shadow, what did he want to do?

Zhang Sanyi became nervous all of a sudden, what should he do?

He couldn't move.

That's right, flying swords.

In his mind, three flying swords flew towards the black shadow, but the black shadow just stretched out his hand, and with a slight grip, the flying sword disappeared.

The shadow had come closer, opened its mouth wide, and bit at itself.

Subconsciously seemed to dodge, but he couldn't dodge, the black shadow had already bitten him, painful, heart-rending pain......

I don't know if it was fear or pain, Zhang Sanyi closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the sharp pain disappeared, and Zhang Sanyi slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that a golden villain was carrying a sword higher than him, crossed his waist, and the fierce black shadow was actually prostrate in front of the golden villain's feet at this moment, trembling and trembling, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

Isn't this the villain in his dantian?

How did it get to my head?

Suddenly, the villain turned his head and grinned at Zhang Sanyi.

How do you feel like you?

The golden figure disappeared, and a white mark appeared on the black shadow's eyebrows.

Zhang Sanyi knew that this black shadow was the sword spirit of this crimson sword, that is, the soul of the city lord who sacrificed the sword, but just after the sacrifice of the sword, the sword spirit was just formed, and it was muddy, so he wanted to take the lord and want to take away Zhang Sanyi. After all, no soul wants to be imprisoned in a sword, and every soul is free by nature.

The black shadow disappeared, Zhang Sanyi opened his eyes, and the fire on his body had already disappeared.

The black armor has long since disappeared.

Yes, he was naked and holding a sword.

Embarrassing, extremely embarrassing, even if there is no one around, it is very embarrassing.

Zhang San consciously covered his crotch.

Suddenly, the crimson sword moved slightly, a red light flashed, Zhang Sanyi's body was shrouded in a faint layer of flames, the flames disappeared, and a bright red robe was already covering his body.

Although it is bright red and particularly eye-catching, it is much better than bare.

At this time, the sword was already much lighter, and Zhang Sanyi lifted the sword with a slight force.

Carrying a sword, Zhang Sanyi walked out of the cave.

There was no one around.

......

Outside the city, the demon beast had already crossed the moat and slammed into the city gate.

Just took a step, Zhang Sanyi came to the city, in the black armor, Zhang Sanyi's bright red body was particularly dazzling.

Gently tiptoeing, Zhang Sanyi floated in mid-air.

Holding the sword, raising the sword, the crimson light illuminated the entire heaven and earth, like a scorching sun, shining on the earth.

Falling from the sword, the light poured out, and the whole world was quiet, and the dazzling light made Zhang Sanyi close his eyes.

Silence, absolute silence.

After a long time, Zhang Sanyi opened his eyes.

He was still in the main hall, and the main hall was still empty, but in his hand, he held a crimson sword, the tip of which was pale and pale.

"Is it over?"

Zhang Sanyi muttered.

"Greetings to the Castle Lord"

A hunchbacked old man in a green shirt knelt on the ground, prostrate three times, and was already in tears.

"What's his name?"

"Huo Xihe"

"So, your name is Xihe, right?"

Zhang Sanyi stroked the red sword, and a warmth came.

Getting up, Zhang Sanyi slowly walked out of the hall and stood on the high blue-black steps.

Isn't it alive? But why is this city still empty?