"I know you're going to come and get this Soul Slayer sooner or later, so I've been planning for a long time. ”

Shangguan Feiyao said lightly: "Come with me." ”

The three of them walked all the way to the Sword Spirit Altar.

A strong evil aura permeated in one of the spaces, and due to the confinement of the altar, the sword spirit could not be released.

"Brother, do you have a way to open this altar?" Wen Zhuo asked.

Shangguan Feiyao nodded, turned around and looked at the two:

"I have something to ask you before I unravel it. ”

Wen Zhuo replied cautiously, "Whatever you ask." But what does this have to do with Sword Spirit?"

Shangguan Feiyao didn't answer, and asked:

"Do you know the cost of using this sword?"

Nodding, Wen Zhuo replied solemnly:

"I know. If you defeat the evil spirit with one blow, you will also be counterattacked. ”

"That's right," Shangguan Feiyao's expression was still serious, "so you should know how to judge the situation." ”

Wen Zhuo responded, thinking that now this cousin has a sense of stability of his father.

Shangguan Feiyao asked in a deep voice again:

"Did you know that today, the Spirit Exterminator is the only magic weapon that can kill you?"

Wen Zhuo was silent, she naturally knew, but when she heard her cousin ask, she remembered some dusty past:

"Brother, I know. However, what you are trying to say is ...... What does it have to do with my father?"

Shangguan Feiyao sighed and nodded: "That's right, this sword has something to do with both the father and the queen mother." ”

He looked at Yin Xichuan on the side, and then looked at Wen Zhuo again:

"Back then, my father used this sword to kill his mother, who was an evil spirit. ”

Wen Zhuo's body flickered, and her vague premonitions came true.

This is also why, Shangguan Feiyao is reluctant to let this sword appear again.

Yin Xichuan was shocked and hurriedly supported Wen Zhuo, but she broke free lightly and walked forward in a daze, looking at the sword in the altar.

Shangguan Feiyao continued to tell:

After killing his mother, his father sealed the sword and sealed the spirit of the sword in the altar. ”

Wen Zhuo muttered a little distractedly:

"No, Father won't let people take out this sword so easily!Brother, what else haven't you told me......"

Shangguan Feiyao pondered for a moment and said, "It takes the blood of one person to sacrifice this altar, if the sword spirit is out of control, the person holding the sword is in danger......

Wen Zhuo walked up to Shangguan Feiyao and stared into his eyes.

She grew up with her cousin, and she knew him.

“…… If the danger is imminent," Shangguan Feiyao continued:

"The person who sacrificed was thrown into the altar in the form of a god, and the sword spirit could be sealed here again. ”

Yin Xichuan was also taken aback, this was obviously a shackle for this sword spirit with one life.

"Brother, what are you doing!"

Before Wen Zhuo could react, he saw that Shangguan Feiyao had already placed his severed palm on the altar, and blood droplets fell into the altar.

Yin Xichuan didn't have time to make a move, he completely felt that he should be this person!

"Cousin, I owe you so much. The queen mother passed away, and you suffered a lot alone, and I found you too late......"

Shangguan Feiyao's expression seemed to be much more relaxed, and his tone was soft:

"This sword spirit should naturally belong to you. ”

He looked at the altar indifferently and withdrew his palm:

"And this shackle, let my brother wear it. ”

"Brother......

Wen Zhuo's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alright, don't cry. Brother believes in you. This can also make you, a careless girl, more cautious when using the sword spirit. ”

Shangguan Feiyao smiled faintly and patted the top of Wen Zhuo's head, just like when they were children.

The altar was unlocked layer by layer, and Wen Zhuo stood in front of the sword spirit, reaching out to put the soul destroying sword into the original god.

"Go," Shangguan Feiyao waved his hand, "do what you have to do and go where you want to go." ”

He suddenly remembered something and said to the two:

"Remember to come home when you have nowhere to go. ”

Wen Zhuo burst into tears and smiled, revealing a bright smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, like the pretty young ghost doctor back then.

Yu Ziye retreated for two days, and on the third day, he couldn't delay early in the morning and left the customs.

Zhou's physical and mental pulses have recovered six or seven percent, and they can barely be used.

She still has a lot of things to tell.

Yu Ziye had already closed the entrance to the enchantment on weekdays, so as not to be found.

She carefully wrote down the manipulation technique in detail and quietly put it away.

Yu Ziye got up and smiled bitterly.

copied for a whole day, and it was this spell breaking that was passed down from generation to generation, causing her a lot of trouble.

She walked to Shen Yu's study as usual, and he was in a daze in front of the bookcase.

It was rare to see Shen Yu in a daze, and Yu Ziye coughed lightly.

Shen Yu came back to his senses and saw Yu Ziye standing in the study with some restraint.

He was a little stunned, this look was no different from the first time she stepped into this study.

"Something?" asked Shen Yu lightly.

He was indeed in a daze just now, and he had been struggling with whether to lift the ban for Yu Ziye in the past few days.

He wanted her company, but he was afraid that if he untied it, he would have nothing.

He didn't love her, but he didn't want to please his brother.

These thoughts were haunted in his mind, and every day was not at peace.

Yu Ziye smiled faintly, pointed to the rooftop and said:

"This time, it's your turn to drink with me. ”

Looking along her fingertips, I don't know when, there were several large and small wine jars stacked on the rooftop.

The twilight was dull, and Zhu Gui seemed to be even redder.

“…… Good. ”

Shen Yu rubbed his eyebrows, he was also irritable in his heart, so it was better to drink two glasses with her.

The two sat in the twilight, the shadow of the laurel tree was stretched by the slanting sun, and the falling flowers gently fell in the cup.

Shen Yu took a sip and frowned slightly:

"What is this?"

Yu Ziye took a drink, looked into the distance and sighed:

"Floating on the clouds. ”

This is the famous wine on the clouds in her hometown, and she asked the disciples on the clouds to bring it back.

Although Yu Ziye wandered across the continents, she always felt that the clouds were her hometown.

Maybe it's because of Yu Laosan's nonsense that the first snow is a birthday......

Shen Yu drank another glass, and the wine floating on the clouds was indeed indifferent and clear as its name suggested.

"How did you remember to drink with me today?"

Yu Ziye shook the cup in his hand and said lazily:

"Sometimes, there's no reason why you want to drink. ”

She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Yu: "What about you, why did you agree to drink with me?"

Shen Yu turned his gaze away from Yu Ziye's face, it was impossible for him to admit that he was entangled:

"I did what I wanted to do. ”

"You always say that. Hey......"

Yu Ziye chuckled, leaned forward, and asked Shen Yu:

"If you weren't born in Tongding Pavilion in this life, but just a small scattered immortal in Wuzhou, how would you live?"

This question stopped Shen Yu at once, and he frowned and thought about it, as if he was thinking about it quite seriously.

Yu Ziye pretended to be at ease looking at the birds in the sky, but in fact he was carefully observing Shen Yu's movements.

He'd better be honest and answer this question well.

After all, it will decide his own fate.

A dark light flashed in Yu Ziye's eyes, and the light went up and down.