"Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * Shou * Fa" Lu Changsheng couldn't refuse Murong Qingxue's request And this painting was originally given to him by Murong Qingxue The woman inside is exactly the same as Murong Qingxue Presumably it has a lot to do with her Now that Murong Qingxue wants to go back, he will naturally not give it

It's just that Lu Changsheng's heart was like a needle prick, because there was actually a murderous opportunity in Murong Qingxue's eyes, and he could clearly feel that if he didn't give him the painting, Murong Qingxue would do it to himself, although he was not afraid of Murong Qingxue, her strength was too weak

But when his beloved revealed his murderous intentions to himself, even though Lu Changsheng knew that she might have amnesia, he still hurt to the bone marrow

Lu Changsheng gave the painting to Murong Qingxue, she took it in her hand stupidly, and looked at it, as if she was recalling something

"Danger" Xiao Hei's voice suddenly came

At the moment of the little black voice, the painting suddenly suspended itself on Murong Qingxue's head, and the woman in the painting walked out step by step, exactly the same as Murong Qingxue

That is the soul of the painting, and it is not the first time that Lu Changsheng has seen this woman, because when he transformed the yang soul, the soul in this painting had helped him

But today, when he saw this woman again, Lu Changsheng felt the same killing intent from her, exactly the same as the murderous intent in Murong Qingxue's eyes

But he didn't retreat, and he wasn't going to retreat, he wanted to know what was going on with Murong Qingxue, and why this painting had changed like this after meeting her

He just stood stupidly like this, watching the woman in the painting come out blankly, as if her soul had returned to her body, and the woman in the painting walked to Murong Qingxue, and they fit together without hindrance

The painting is still suspended in the air, but the woman in the painting is gone, and at this moment, Xiao Hei reminded again: "Master, go away, go quickly."

But Xiao Hei's reminder was too late Lu Changsheng suddenly felt a breath from Murong Qingxue's body that made his yang soul tremble This woman in front of him is not Murong Qingxue She is even colder and has no feeling Like a fierce king who came out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses

Murong Qingxue didn't pay attention to his reaction, her eyes locked on the painting suspended in the air, and the woman inside was gone, but there was a sword

Murong Qingxue moved fast and ghostly She reached into the painting The painting was as unhindered as water Lu Changsheng saw Murong Qingxue's hand Holding the sword in the painting She slowly pulled out the sword from the painting

The sword body was silver and white, revealing the light of the cold forest When the sword was in Murong Qingxue's hand, Lu Changsheng felt that the aura on Murong Qingxue's body became more and more terrifying That feeling was like treating all living beings as ants Even Lu Changsheng was no exception

When the sword was pulled out of the painting, Lu Changsheng suddenly appeared, and a poem was written on the sword: "Lonely boat, lonely fishing in the cold river and snow"

This is a Tibetan poem, and the first word at the beginning of each word means "loneliness."

At this moment, Lu Changsheng finally understood why Murong Qingxue was getting colder and colder This sword had already told him the answer She was destined to be alone for a lifetime This is her fate

Murong Qingxue's temperament is loneliness, incompatible with the world, she is dressed in white like snow, holding a sword and standing proudly, that is, she wants to be a maverick in this materialistic and prosperous world

"Let's go...... The master ...... "Xiao Hei's warnings kept coming out, but Lu Changsheng didn't seem to see it, his eyes stared at Murong Qingxue

He moved, he knew that Murong Qingxue had become like this, it was this painting, and because of the sword in the painting, the idea had been moved, and the ghost exorcism charm had been deliberately made

He wants to disperse the woman who walked out of the painting from Murong Qingxue No matter what the price is paid, Lu Changsheng does not want to see Murong Qingxue I alone

The ghost exorcism talisman hit Murong Qingxue It's just a ghost exorcism talisman that is used in all kinds of spirits on weekdays Now it doesn't have any effect But Murong Qingxue locked on him His eyes were full of murderous intentions Even Lu Changsheng felt trembling If this were someone else, Lu Changsheng would definitely run as far as he could But now he will never leave Even if Murong Qingxue kills him

The "poof" sword was like a long rainbow, rolling up the murderous aura in the sky and piercing into Lu Changsheng's chest His strengthened body actually couldn't hinder the assassination of this sword at all

Lu Changsheng couldn't dodge he didn't want to hide even if it was death he had to snatch the sword when the sword pierced his body he didn't feel any pain because his heart was numb

His hand grasped the sword body and blocked the sword from continuing to pierce But Murong Qingxue's strength suddenly became extremely huge for some reason The sword body slowly moved forward from his hands until the hilt of the sword Lu Changsheng approached Murong Qingxue again

Murong Qingxue wanted to retreat and pull out this sword, but a pair of hands covered with blood suddenly hugged him

The hand is Lu Changsheng's hand The blood is Lu Changsheng's blood His luck is all the true qi in his hand He hugged Murong Qingxue and said with a wry smile: "Qingxue, don't you really remember me?"

Murong Qingxue's struggling body suddenly trembled, and she seemed to remember something, a familiar embrace, a familiar person, and that familiar breath

But she just couldn't remember who the person who hugged her was Thinking that she had pierced his chest with a sword Murong Qingxue suddenly felt that this sword was also pierced in her body An indescribable pain came from the bottom of her heart and seeped into the bone marrow

She looked at the person in front of her stupidly, and a tear slipped down her eyes, and she wanted to know who the person in front of her was, and why she was crying, but she just couldn't remember

"Ah........h

Murong Qingxue let go of the sword, and she suddenly had a splitting headache, and a terrifying force came out of her, directly shaking Lu Changsheng's hand away and shaking him away

Murong Qingxue looked stupidly at the person covered in blood in front of her, and that familiar feeling made her heart sting, but she really couldn't remember why this person was so familiar and why it made her cry

Lu Changsheng struggled to stand up, he trembled and pulled out the sword on his body, it hurt not only his body, but also his heart and soul

When the sword was all drawn, the sword turned blood red, a strange blood red, and the sword body exuded a monstrous murderous aura, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of evil spirits roaring inside, struggling to escape

Lu Changsheng's hand was trembling, and now this sword seemed to be transforming, In addition to that poem, three other words appeared: Killing Sword

After these three words appeared, Murong Qingxue's tears disappeared, and the pain on her face also disappeared, but it was replaced by a senseless coldness

The white clothes are stained with blood, her body is still as fast as a ghost, and she wants to take back this sword

A dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, blocking her path

"Master, you can't give her the sword, otherwise she will kill you" Xiao Hei entangled Murong Qingxue and used almost all his strength

It can only stop Murong Qingxue for a moment, because after the soul and Murong Qingxue in the painting are fused, Murong Qingxue's originally delicate body is full of terrifying power

Lu Changsheng knew that it would definitely not work if it went on like this, but he wanted to put the sword in the gourd, but he couldn't put it in, it felt like the gourd couldn't withstand the murderous aura of this sword

As this sword transforms faster and faster, the sword body has become crimson, and countless evil ghosts have appeared inside, and they are roaring, If it weren't for the sword body suppressing their ferocity, I'm afraid that any one that comes out Lu Changsheng can't stop it

"Let's go, master, take this sword, get as far away from her as possible, otherwise she will not only kill you, but even she herself will be assimilated by the demonic nature of the killing sword," Xiao Hei's body began to collapse under the power of Murong Qingxue, but it still held on

Lu Changsheng couldn't bear to glance at Murong Qingxue, turned around and left, but the killing sword seemed to sense Lu Changsheng's thoughts, and a shocking murderous aura suddenly erupted from it This murderous aura made Lu Changsheng's legs almost paralyzed, and his yang soul trembled and couldn't move

With a "boom" sound, Murong Qingxue punched Xiao Hei's body and threw himself directly towards Lu Changsheng At this time, Lu Changsheng also felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be about to fly out of his hand The whole person was like falling into an ice cellar under that killing intent, and his body was as cold as bones

The closer Murong Qingxue got to the sword, the more terrifying the murderous aura of the sword body became, but Lu Changsheng was unwilling to let go, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want Murong Qingxue to be assimilated by the demonic nature of the killing sword

But Murong Qingxue got closer and closer, the more terrifying the aura on her body became, even if even Lu Changsheng couldn't stop it, he deliberately came up with a fixed talisman and a weakness talisman, but it hit Murong Qingxue, but it didn't have any effect She came to Lu Changsheng with a blank face, and reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword

Lu Changsheng couldn't grasp this killing sword and watched dumbfounded as the sword fell into Murong Qingxue's hands The sword merged with the person The whole room was as cold as entering the purgatory of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood

Murong Qingxue raised her hand and swung her sword at Lu Changsheng without feeling it, her eyes were a little unbearable, but more of it was murderous

With a "hum" sound, a light shield suddenly lit up on Lu Changsheng's body, and the killing sword slashed on the light mask, and Murong Qingxue was directly shocked and flew out with the sword

At the same time, a pitch-black spiral nest suddenly appeared in his chest, and the spiral nest fell from the quaint coffin jade, and the killing sword was directly sucked under the power of the spiral nest, but the killing sword seemed to be very spiritual, and it seemed to feel a great danger, and when it was about to enter the spiral nest, it suddenly froze in place

"Buzz"

The killing sword let out a trembling roar, and the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts on the sword disappeared, and the murderous aura also disappeared completely, leaving only the whirlpool of the coffin jade pendant and the trembling sound of the killing sword resounding in the room

Lu Changsheng only felt terrifying, like a fighting killing sword, in front of the whirlpool, it was like a lonely boat on the sea, and it didn't have much resistance at all, and sooner or later it was going to be swept into the whirlpool

It was also the first time he had seen the coffin fall so soberly, and he felt not fear, but more majesty, a supreme and inviolable majesty