"Regret, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, remorse? Wait for me. ”

Li Yiregret couldn't listen to anything, and walked inside like a demon.

"Li Yiregret, what's wrong with you?" Chi Yan was also a little puzzled, so he asked.

"I don't know, I always feel like something is calling me over, and that force is a little familiar. ”

"Familiar?" Red Flame was even more puzzled.

Li Yicheng didn't speak again, but soon arrived at the place where the light was shining, this was the end of this path, and there was a half-sized sword lying quietly on the ground, the body of the sword was cyan, the hilt was silver-white, and it was engraved with a feather mark.

"Yi regret, why are you running so fast?" behind him, Tian Ying followed breathlessly, and at first glance, he saw Li Yi regret staring at the ordinary sword on the ground tightly.

"Hey, repentance, this sword is broken, you won't want it, right?" the corners of Tian Ying's mouth twitched, a little incredulous.

Who knows, Li Yiregret really squatted down, his eyes flashed with unknown emotions, but from his slightly trembling fingertips, it can be seen that he was in an excited mood at this time.

"I'll go, stinky boy, don't play with me, no matter how you look at this seat, it's a piece of scrap iron, what's the matter with your precious eyes?" Chi Yan was furious, at first he planned to use his thousand-year-old knowledge to help Li Yiregret get a powerful weapon, but he didn't expect Li Yiregret to run here with a brain and hold half of the scrap iron and couldn't put it down.

However, the corners of Li Yi's mouth were tense, even trembling, his eyes were misty, and his fingertips crossed the body of the half of the sword, with an expression of tenderness and affection that no one had ever seen.

Tian Ying no longer objected to him, but squatted down to look at him: "You like it so much, or will it be?"

Li Yiregret twisted the corners of his mouth and didn't speak, but countless fragments of memories flashed in his mind, from ordinary cultivation to being buried under the hands of the demon god, one scene after another.

"Although it's only half of it, I think it's actually in the sword shrine, and the master should have a way to restore the other half of the sword body. Tian Ying continued, intending to comfort him.

But Li Yiregret knew that it was impossible to restore this sword, and it was the only one in the world, but it was broken in half.

"Okay, now that you've chosen, let's go and see the others, I haven't looked at the right sword yet!" Tian Ying said with a smile and pulled Li Yicheng up from the ground.

Li Yi nodded regretfully, but he squeezed the elf sword tightly in his hand.

After the two left, Chi Yan was still chattering in his mind: "I said, Li Yiregret, did you hear what this seat said? According to this seat's ability, you can choose a better and more powerful sword, why do you have to choose half a piece of scrap iron?"

"It's not scrap metal, it's mine. Li Yixi replied coldly, this was also the first time he was so cold to Chiyan.

Chi Yan paused, speechless, and after a moment, compromised: "Okay, you insist on it, and this seat has nothing to say," paused, and continued: "But half a sword, what do you expect to do? ”

Li Yiregret stopped, his eyes long.

"What's wrong?" Tian Ying wondered.

Li Yi shook his head and continued to walk forward.

"Yes, this seat has convinced you, so let's teach you how to repair this sword. ”

"Can it be repaired?" Li Yiregret's eyes lit up, and a touch of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Of course you can, although I don't know how powerful this sword is when it is intact, but it will definitely not be more powerful than before after repair, so you have to be clear about this. ”

Li Yiregret clenched the hilt of the sword, and his heart was already excited: "Hmm." ”

"Then let's go back. ”

"Hmm. ”

After determining that the elven sword could be repaired, Li Yiregret was relieved.

On the other side, Qin Shu, Li Jingwei and the others also walked to the end of the trail, but they didn't look at any of the swords, it really didn't work, the two could only return the same way, and returned to the fork in the road before.

This time, the two of them did not plan to choose a random path to enter, but stood at the fork in the road and pondered, preparing to feel the sword that could communicate with their souls. With such an induction, Qin Shu really sensed a breath that made his heart palpitate at an intersection, and he wanted to go over and find out.

"Jingwei, let's go this way. Qin Shu pointed to a dark path in front of him.

Li Jingwei shook his head, his eyes were firmly fixed on the small path on the other side: "No, let's go separately, you go to your side, I will go here, and we will meet here later." ”

Qin Shu hesitated, but still nodded: "Okay." ”

The two then went their separate ways.

The deeper Li Jingwei went, the more he could hear the noisy voices in his head, the cursing, insulting and wailing, chaotic like a Shura field, and at the same time, the scene of war and gunsmoke flashed in his mind, and the smell of blood and ominous air flowed in the air.

Li Jingwei's heart can't stop beating wildly, what does that feel like?

Fear, insecurity, and helplessness?

In the depths of the cave, a faint purple light flickered, giving him a sense of both intimacy and majesty. When he reached the end, he found that there was a sword inserted in a stone tablet in the center of the cave, the sword was purple, the hilt was golden black, and the golden dragon pattern was entwined on it, the dragon pattern was lifelike, faintly exuding a strange aura.

"Kids. ”

When he was stunned, someone suddenly called.

Li Jingwei is a spirit, looking around, there is no one else.

Thinking it was an auditory hallucination, he approached the sword with heavy steps.

"Kids. ”

This time he could hear it clearly, it was really someone calling him.

"Who?"

But there was still no one around.

Li Jingwei pressed the strangeness in his heart, and involuntarily stretched out his hand, when the palm of his hand held the hilt of the sword, he suddenly felt a surge of power into his body, penetrating the blood, scorching and powerful, just for a moment, he decided that this sword could not leave his hand.

Li Jingwei pulled out his long sword and looked at it in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more cordial he felt, as if there was a power that attracted him.

"That's you!" he chuckled, took his sword away, and turned to leave.

Just after taking two steps, a voice came from behind him: "Don't do it." ”

Li Jingwei stopped, was stunned for a moment, and turned around suddenly, this time there was someone.

The man was dressed in a white brocade robe, with his back to him, and his body was stubbed, giving people the feeling of being old but fairy.

"May I ask who you are, senior?" The person who can appear in the Shushan Sword Shrine must be a person from Shushan, but this person Li Jingwei has never seen it.

"Don't. ”

The old man did not reply to him, but repeated what he had just said.

"Huh, what don't you do?"

"This sword is called Don't Be a Sword. ”

Li Jingwei looked at the sword in his hand again with a look of surprise: "I see, do the seniors know the origin of this sword?"

The old man didn't speak for the time being, but his body was like smoke, and he flashed in front of him lightly, and his voice came faintly: "No matter what the origin is, it has finally become the past." ”

"That's what I said......"

"The sword has chosen you, you just need to remember that its meaning is not to take evil as small, and not to take good as small. ”

After that, the old man's figure had dissipated into the cave, silent, as if he had never been there.

But his words have been haunting Li Jingwei's mind.