"I can give you the Chixiao Sword, but what do you get in exchange?"

When Xiao Ying held the fiery red long sword, a crisp female voice echoed in her ears for a long time.

Vaguely, she saw a man in a green shirt holding a slender woman under a towering plane tree.

The woman, dressed in a purple Pero dress, was innocent.

The Chixiao Sword that was originally held in Xiao Ying's hand.

At this moment, it is hanging on the woman's waist.

Xiao Ying stood aside, as if transparent.

She looked at the two of them in a daze like a passer-by who had hurried in.

And the two people under the plane tree didn't seem to see her.

Or they see it, but pretend they don't.

The girl's family has a thin face, especially for a girl like Xiao Ying who has never even been in love once, such a picture can't help but make her blush.

"That...... That, you guys...... I ......" Xiao Ying stammered a little, and quickly covered her eyes with her hands, she stood there a little overwhelmed.

After waiting for a long time, I quietly opened my hand to take a peek, and couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed.

I saw that the two of them were still talking to me under the tree, ignoring her appearance.

When Miss Xiao was a child, she dared to run away from home without saying a word, and she was originally a soft character on the outside and rigid on the inside, where could she stand being ignored like this, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "Hey, in broad daylight, what kind of system have you become!"

But let her be so loud, but the two still ignored it.

"Hey!"

At this time, Xiao Ying was really like a fried cat, with a pair of apricot eyes, and she raised her hand to push the two of them.

But he didn't want to, and his palm went straight through the two of them.

She stumbled and fell to the ground, her face pale as if she had seen a ghost.

"You, you are human beings and ghosts. Hurriedly got up from the ground, not caring about patting the dust off her body, Xiao Ying retreated again and again, timidly.

Where in this world is there a woman who is really not afraid of ghosts, as if there is no reason in the world that mice are not afraid of cats.

Ji Xiaoyue is like this, and so is the girl surnamed Xiao.

She tried to escape, but she only circled in circles, no matter how far she ran or how long she ran, she would still end up under the plane tree.

Miss Xiao was tired and panting, so she simply stopped running and collapsed to the ground regardless of her image.

She suddenly remembered what he had said to her when she met the little medicine boy in the valley when she was a child.

The little medicine boy who she couldn't remember what she looked like said to her, 'If you really meet a ghost in the future, don't run away.' Because, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, but ghosts are afraid of people for seven points. ’

Once the box of memories is opened, it is like a flood that has opened the floodgates, and it is out of control.

In a trance, Xiao Ying remembered that she would always take advantage of the interval between collecting medicine to cross the stream with her back, tell ghost stories to scare herself, and once stupidly said that she would bring her little medicine boy to elope when she grows up.

But one day, that guy seemed to have evaporated from the world and never came to the valley again.

For this reason, she was sad and sad for a long time.

I also wanted to sneak out and go to the outside world to find the only playmate in my childhood, but every time I just acted, I was caught by my mother by the collar.

Before coming to the Southern Regions this time, I also went to find the pharmacy that the little medicine boy mentioned to her by chance.

It's just that when I arrived in the city, the pharmacy that was said to be famous in the Central Region had long been empty and had become a bustling inn.

Later, there was no news of this only childhood friend.

But today, the memories that had already become blurred came to her heart one after another, making her eyes red for no reason, but less afraid of the two ghosts in front of her.

Miss Xiao sat on the ground, clasped her hands on her knees, and looked at the man and woman in a daze.

Since there is no escape, I simply respond to all changes with the same.

Before trying to communicate with Chixiao, the second-ranked divine sword on the "Kyushu Famous Sword List", she remembered that the aunt with the good-looking pink long hair surnamed Luo had said.

The sword has a spirit, but whoever confesses the Lord, there will be a vision.

Come to think of it, this is the vision in the mouth of the aunt surnamed Luo.

"I can give it my all. ”

In front of him, the man in the green shirt spoke, and he squeezed the woman's soft and boneless crisp hands with both hands, and made a loud sound.

The woman in her arms was stunned, she looked at him, and suddenly smiled.

There seemed to be tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, shiny.

For some reason, Xiao Ying looked at this scene, and her heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

"The King of Wutong, who dared to go up to the Nine Heavens to slaughter the immortals and the Nine Demons in the Guixu Country, never blinked an eye when he killed ten thousand demons in the past, but he didn't expect to turn into a finger twister for a woman, and even poured everything out. She hooked her lips and smiled, pushed him away, and turned around, just in front of the girl surnamed Xiao.

Xiao Ying could see that there was gloom in the woman's eyes that were enough to pour out the world.

It's a pity that the woman can't see Xiao Ying.

After a long time, the woman took a deep breath, she turned to look at the man in the green shirt, and wrote lightly: "If so, what if I want your life?"

The man in the green shirt, known as the King of Wutong, was silent for a long time, sighed lightly, raised his head to look at her, and said in a calm voice: "When I was seriously injured and dying in my life, she did not hesitate to exchange her innocence for my life. If my life can be used to save her today, it will be fine. ”

The woman with a peerless face that was not inferior to any other in the world, her arms were lightly raised, her eyes were covered, and her fingers were moist, and she asked softly, "You love that witch very much?"

"Miyue, I'm ......"

The man in the green shirt opened his mouth, lowered his head and looked gloomy, and before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the woman's voice.

The woman who was called 'Miyue' by the King of Sycamore turned her back and whispered, "That's enough!

"But I ......" The king of Wutong, who was dressed in a green shirt, raised his hand and wanted to touch the shoulder of the purple-robed woman in front of him, but she dodged it quietly.

"I said, I see. The sleeves swept her eyes without a trace, and the purple-robed woman who was called Miyue raised her hand and raised her index finger to make a "shhh" movement between her lips, as if she didn't care or want to know.

There are some words that are suitable for rotting in the heart.

Once you say it, you can't take it back, it will leave a scar on your heart, eternal and incurable, and the slightest touch will cause you to die.

She turned her hands behind her back, looked up at him, and said with a chuckle: "I don't want your life, the Chixiao Sword can also be given to you, as long as you promise to kill someone for me after taking Chixiao back for that witch's life, are you willing?"

King Wutong looked at her, his eyes full of doting.

But the girl surnamed Xiao could see clearly that there was a faint pain in the eyes of the king of Wutong in the green shirt that flashed at this moment.

After a long time, he bowed his head slightly and spit out a word: "Okay." ”

At that time, it coincided with the blooming of the sycamore flowers, the wind blew, and the light white petals fell like rain.

Under the tree, Mi Yue, who was dressed in a purple robe, steadily hooked the neck of King Wutong, and smiled like a child in his arms: "Then it's decided, I'm waiting for you to come back in Chudu and kill someone for me." ”

Xiao Ying's eyebrows jumped, this scene was like an old acquaintance.

Just as she was looking at it, a white light flashed in front of her.

Immediately after, both men under the plane tree disappeared.

When I opened my eyes again, there was only a man with white hair and vicissitudes of life sitting cross-legged under the plane tree.

Hidden in those cloudy eyes are mottled years.

He remained motionless, like a stone sculpture, as the white sycamore petals fell on his head, body, and dusty green shirt.

On his lap, there was a long sword as red as fire, which was the divine sword Chixiao, which claimed to be able to burn everything in the world.

Vaguely, Xiao Ying could recognize this old man with white hair like snow as the King of Wutong who was still like a crown of jade.

The old man was gloomy and lonely, and his dry palm caressed like the sound of a fiery sword, as if he was whispering something.

Miss Xiao knew that it was a phantom, and her courage became a little bigger, and she cautiously walked forward and leaned down to hear what the old man was saying.

Suddenly, the old man raised his head, looked at Xiao Ying and smiled slightly, and said softly: "Little girl, it's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations!"

Xiao Ying only felt that the hairs on her body stood on end, and she sat unsteadily on the ground.

"You, you, can you see me?" she said with her feet pushed back and back, clasping her hands in front of her chest and looking at the old man defensively, incredulous.

The old man who suspected to be the King of Wutong laughed, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and said, "You are so close to me, and you are not invisible, it is difficult to say that you can't see it!"

"But, you're not an illusion!" Seeing that the old man didn't seem to have malicious intent, Miss Xiao became timid and whispered cowardly.

"Illusion?" The old man was slightly stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it's true! ”

He looked at the girl surnamed Xiao, then looked down at the Chixiao Sword on his lap, raised his hand and handed the fiery red long sword to Xiao Ying, and said with a chuckle: "Come to think of it, you are the new sword master she chose." ”

Subconsciously took the Chixiao Sword, Xiao Ying asked a little puzzled: "How did the seniors know that I would be the new sword master of the Chixiao Sword?

"You, like her, are the unparalleled physique in the world. So I've woken up since you came here, and I didn't know that you were the new sword master she chose. The old man stood up slowly, leaning his back against the plane tree, as if in remembrance, and his voice was a little sad: "Here, is my memory." ”

Xiao Ying thought for a moment and said softly: "She is in the mouth of the senior, but she is the predecessor of the Northern Qin?"

"A queen through the ages?" The old man was stunned, lowered his head, his expression was lost and mixed with bitterness, the corners of his mouth barely hooked a touch of arc, and said in a low voice: "Yes! Later, she did marry Ying Xi, married the peerless emperor of the Qin State, and became the first queen of the ages in the eyes of the world. ”

The two were silent for a long time, and Xiao Ying slowly spoke: "The predecessor is the King of Wutong?"

"In this world, where is there any Wutong King, it's just a wisp of obsession that struggles and doesn't want to dissipate. The old man raised his hand to catch a piece of plane blossoms that were flying and falling, and his voice was very soft, as if he was remembering.

As if to confirm the old man's words, the towering plane tree collapsed with a bang as his words fell, and then turned into specks of light and disappeared in the air.

The old man's body also began to dissipate, he raised his head hard, looked at Xiao Ying and smiled softly: "I shouldn't have pulled you into here, but since you have obtained the Chixiao Sword, you are destined to have something to do with her in the future." Girl, I don't know what your name is, but I want to ask you for something. If you go to the Northern Regions to see her in the future, tell her for me that I have always loved her from beginning to end, and if there is an afterlife, I will no longer bear her. ”

"Good!"

Xiao Ying nodded in agreement, she watched the old man dissipate into the air, watching the space gradually collapse, as if in a dream.

When she woke up, she was lying on the back of a teenager.

Struggling to jump off Jiang Xiaoman's back, Xiao Ying was a little confused and said, "Jiang Gongzi, where are we?"

"You forgot, I accompanied you to get the sword, where did you think that you just held the Chixiao sword and fainted. The lazy young man rubbed his sore shoulders and couldn't help complaining, "Miss Xiao, you are so heavy!"

"Phew!" Xiao Ying blushed like a ripe persimmon, took a sip, and was about to fight, only to raise her hand to find that what she was holding in her hand was the divine sword Chixiao that would turn into a red dragon.

In a trance, an old but peaceful voice came to mind: "Girl, in return, I will leave three drops of essence blood in the sword, which can prevent three calamities for you in the future." Remember, if you want to achieve the body of the Nine Yin Xuannu, you must go to the Great Zhou of the Western Regions in the future, and there is a complete inheritance of the Nine Yin Xuannu left by the Empress Wu Cong in the Qianling Tomb. ”

Then, with a faint sigh, everything fell silent.