Chapter Ninety-One: Turning a Sword into the Sky
Yan Chixia's expression was solemn, her expression was no longer as casual as before, and she said: "I have already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, and I don't want to care about it anymore, if you want to save her, I won't stop you." ”
Qiao Chenan suddenly showed a smile and asked rhetorically, "Dare to ask Brother Yan, what are the rivers and lakes?"
"The rivers and lakes are naturally ......"
Yan Chixia was speechless, only to find that the words came to her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
Qiao Chen'an had long expected this to be the case, and said, "Why don't you come and let me tell Brother Yan what Jianghu is!"
"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes! Since Brother Yan is still in this world, how dare he say the words 'quit the rivers and lakes'!"
"The eldest husband is determined to be in the world, when he holds the sword in his hand, he kills all the injustices, and he raises the sword and rides the ghost rain, and kills people in ten steps without leaving a trace! Brother Yan has not forgotten the will in his heart!?"
Qiao Chen'an's words were deep, although his tone was indifferent, but he preferred to be like Huang Zhong Dalu, deafening, and had an extraordinary momentum.
Yan Chixia was silent, standing in the small pavilion, seemingly unmoved, but Qiao Chenan seemed to have felt his gradually tense body, as well as the spirit of being buried in the past!
"Farewell!"
At this point, Qiao Chen'an didn't say much, he believed that the other party's heart must not be calm at this time, if there was still a trace of man's ambition, these words would be enough, if he lost a sword heart, it would be useless to say more.
Leaving the water dwelling with Nie Xiaoqian in his arms, he gently pushed open the door of the house, and saw that Ning Caichen was still asleep, so he slowly walked into the room and put down the woman in his arms, but saw that the latter's face was ruddy, like a flower blooming in spring, extremely delicate, and he lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look at him.
Nie Xiaoqian had never felt her heart beating so fast for a moment, and she was no longer cold and calm on weekdays, but she looked like a girl who was just beginning to fall in love, but after staying in Qiao Chen'an's arms for a while, she already felt her cheeks hot.
Slightly bowed, a pair of big eyes on the ground, suddenly saw the simple straw mat not far from his side, it seemed that the residual temperature was still there, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, subconsciously thought, he took himself back to this room, is it to do that fish and water with him?
As soon as this thought came out, she could no longer calm down, her heart was a mess, she had no idea in her daily life, and for a while, thousands of strange thoughts popped up, if he really wanted to do this, what should he do then?
Do you want to reject him?
She shook her head slightly, if the man in front of her could really rescue her from this demon cave, this great kindness could only be paid for with this innocent body and serve him for a lifetime.
I have made up my mind in my heart, if this is really the case, I will definitely serve him well later, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, you are just a lonely ghost, and finally someone is willing to save you, isn't this a thing worth being happy about?
Even if she fell from one demon cave to another, she admitted it, this may be her life!
Suddenly, I heard Qiao Chen'an's words in my ears, "Miss Xiaoqian, for the sake of safety, you don't go back tonight, stay by my side for the time being, I'm afraid that the tree demon already knows your plans." ”
Xiao Qian only then understood his plan, and then thought about what he was thinking about just now, his cheeks were even more ruddy, and he was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, plucked up the courage to raise his head, looked at Qiao Chen'an with crystal eyes, and said: "Childe, Xiao Qian's bones are buried under a big locust tree outside Lanruo Temple, if you want to leave this place, you must dig out my ashes and take them away." Otherwise, when it gets dark, Xiaoqian will still appear here. ”
After she said this, the red glow had spread to the base of her ears.
In the courtyard, there was a sudden strong wind, like the cry of the ghosts of hell, rolling up a large number of fallen leaves, crackling and raindropping on the doors and windows, Qiao Chen'an wanted to sleep, but at this time, he suddenly felt something, and looked out of the window.
Boom!
All the doors and windows were blown open, the cold wind poured into the room wantonly, and seven or eight tree roots as thick as a millstone stretched out from the outside of the courtyard, almost surrounding the entire room, and the demonic spirit was boiling!
Xiao Qian looked at the scene in front of her, her face turned pale, and she exclaimed, "Son, let's go, grandma is here!" If she affected the kind-hearted man in front of her because of herself, it would be her sin.
Qiao Chenan glanced at her and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that you would go together?"
Xiao Qian's voice froze, her nose was sour, and her eyes were shining again.
Ning Caichen, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by this noise, and at a glance he saw the roots of the tree crawling like crawlers outside the room, and hurriedly came to Qiao Chen'an's side, and said nervously: "Brother Qiao, this, what is this?!"
"Brother Caichen, I will give you a detailed explanation for the time being! ”
Qiao Chenan took out the mutton fat jade net bottle from his waist, pointed the mouth of the bottle at Ning Caichen, and said, "Collect!"
Meng Meng's suction burst out, Ning Caichen's face showed surprise, the whole person became smaller and smaller, and finally was put into the bottle with a bang, he just wanted to take Xiao Qian next to him in, and suddenly heard a voice from outside the hospital, "Xiao Qian, you dare to betray me!"
Xiao Qian looked at the root of the tree when she heard the reputation, shook her head and said, "Grandma, Xiao Qian doesn't want to hurt people anymore, don't force Xiao Qian anymore!"
"Xiaoqian, you stinky girl! Grandma, how good I am to you!"
Grandma's voice gradually became softer, "Good, listen to grandma, you will marry the old demon of Montenegro the day after tomorrow!"
Xiao Qian subconsciously took two steps back, bit her lip tightly, and slammed into Qiao Chen'an's body, her face suddenly showed a look of hope, and her eyes were full of pleading, "Childe save me!"
"Stinky girl!"
Grandma's angry voice came, and a python-like thick rhizome suddenly shot out of the window, and the surface was covered with greasy things, which looked like a tongue, and rolled straight towards Xiao Qian.
Qiao Chen'an's face froze, he didn't expect this old demon to say that he would do it, his brows jumped, one hand grabbed Xiao Qian's slender waist, and shifted a few feet to the side, a bright golden light illuminated the darkness, and slashed at the root of the tree with a thunderous snort, instantly splitting it into two.
Rumble!
The floor of the room suddenly opened, splattering in all directions, and three or four thick rhizomes crisscrossed and attacked the two of them.
"Hold me tight!"
Qiao Chen'an put away the jade net bottle, although this magic weapon is good, but it needs a certain amount of time, and it is too late for him to put Xiao Qian away at this time.
One hand supported Xiao Qian's slender waist, Xiao Qian in his arms heard his words, and knew that it was a critical juncture at this time, Qiao Chenan could not be distracted, his hands tightly hooked his neck, and the whole person hung tightly in front of him like a koala.
Qiao Chen'an's only remaining hand held the hilt of the small sword, and the spiritual power in the dantian erupted out, all of which irrigated into the sword body, and the small sword suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.
The shadow of the little sword can no longer be seen, he seems to hold a blazing light in his hand, illuminating the dim room brightly, poofing a few times to cut off the roots of the attacking trees, tapping the ground with his toes, his body suddenly flew out like a cannonball, and the roof was broken with a bang, but the top of his head was still pitch black, it turned out that the dryad had already wrapped the whole room.
But his face still did not change, his eyes were calm, his spine was straight, the small sword in his right hand was pointed straight at the sky, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of golden light, as if turning into a giant blade, with an indomitable momentum, bravely moving forward!
A series of sounds came, and Grandma's screams rang out, and the thick and tough roots of the trees were broken, and the juice splashed, but they were all blocked by the golden light.
The moonlight sprinkled down silently and fell on him, leaving a tiger-like shadow behind him.