Ye Haoran looked down and watched the colorful sword spirits in the middle of the sky-high giant sword wantonly surrounding, and the sword shadow was reflected on the quiet mirror-like Sword Heart Lake below, as if the Sword Heart Lake was once again covered with a veil of mystery. He smiled and said, "Instead of chaotic life, it's better to let it go." Even if the result is not good, it is better than the time I wasted. Moreover, my word will not allow me to turn back!"

When Han Xingyi heard this, he sighed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Then, Ye Haoran bowed respectfully to Han Xingyi and said, "Master Guoshi, if I go... If you don't go back, please help me take care of my friends and relatives, who are not related to me by blood, but who are extremely important to me in my life. I owe a lot of people a favor, and I don't want them to continue to hurt me. ”

After Ye Haoran said this, he knelt on one knee and bowed deeply to Han Xingyi.

At this time, Han Xingyi's old cheeks looked a lot more unsettled, but then he hid this expression, smiled and stepped forward to help Ye Haoran up and said: "Hao'er, I have never married a Taoist couple in my life, although it was just my doppelganger taking care of you in those two years, but the slightest feeling echoed in my heart. You are not my own, but you are better than my own. Your perseverance has been very human since you were a child, and although your talent is very poor, you are more persistent than anyone else. This time, you can go with confidence, if you... If I don't come back, as long as I live a day, I won't let your friends and relatives get hurt......"

When Ye Haoran heard this, he looked at Han Xingyi's depressed body, and his eyes began to moisten. Then he hurriedly turned around and stood on the edge of the hilt of the sword, and said with a smile: "National teacher, the two years you gave me were my best childhood!"

After saying this, Ye Haoran closed his eyes, opened his arms, leaned forward slightly, and then his whole head fell downward.

For this reason, Han Xingyi reluctantly stretched out his right hand, and then took it back tremblingly.

At this time, Ye Haoran's body was like a stone falling from a high altitude, the faster he fell, his green silk was floating behind his back, and his clothes were crackling. At the same time, Ye Haoran's mind flashed all kinds of experiences in his life, including happiness, sadness, palpitations, and heartbeats, those people, those things, wandering deeply in his memory, and he will never forget it until he dies.

The moment Ye Haoran's body passed through the middle of the sky-piercing giant sword, it scattered the countless sword spirits that surrounded it, and for this reason, those sword spirits were like crazy, chasing towards Ye Haoran who continued to fall, as if Ye Haoran was followed by a colorful rainbow.

Ye Haoran fell faster and faster. Even those sword spirits couldn't catch up with him, until finally his figure was so fast that only a trace of afterimage passed by.

With a loud "poof", waves tens of meters high instantly stirred up on Jianxin Lake, and Ye Haoran's body completely disappeared into the water. At the same time, those sword spirits also seemed to be unable to find their target, and they all flew back to the middle of the sky-piercing giant sword one by one, continuing to circulate.

At this time, Han Xingyi, who was standing on the hilt of the Heavenly Giant Sword, sighed deeply again, and then he slowly closed his eyes, and as the wind continued to blow, his body gradually disappeared.

......

The moment he entered the water, Ye Haoran felt a cold feeling, which was the same as the feeling of a mortal entering the water in winter, cold to the bone marrow, and his whole body began to be numb. And even his Yuan Spirit power can't be used, if he doesn't know that he relies on his own strength to be stronger than others, I'm afraid that the moment he enters the water, he will be directly frozen.

Then Ye Haoran looked up at the water, but found that it seemed to be a layer of prohibition attached to it, and when his fingers touched it, it was instantly scratched.

It seems that this retreat has been sealed, and we can only move forward. For this reason, Ye Haoran looked at the bottomless bottom of the lake, and quickly swam down with his breath.

The further downstream, Ye Haoran saw more and more light spots swimming around him, and when he looked at it, he found that it was not fish and other creatures, but a long sword, and the breath was at least above the high-level spirit weapon.

For this reason, Ye Haoran reached out and grabbed the long sword closest to him, but then the long sword instantly broke in his palm, and then condensed not far from his palm.

This surprised Ye Haoran, and then tried a few more times, but the result was the same. It was as if none of those swords were real, or it could be said that the space where those swords were located and the space where he was located were not on the same level at all. This also indirectly explains the reason why Han Xingyi can catch things from here, it seems that not everyone can catch it, only a power like him who knows the power of space can do it.

For this reason, Ye Haoran ignored these and continued to swim towards the depths, but the deeper he went, the more frightened he became, and he found that there were no less than ten kinds of acquired spirit treasure level treasures around him, and they were not just swords. But the result is the same, it can't be caught at all.

But this is only one of Ye Haoran's shocks, and the second is that the depth of his descent at this time has exceeded at least 100 meters, but he still can't see the bottom, which makes him feel a little wrong.

Moreover, Ye Haoran also felt that the further down he went, the lower the temperature of the water became, as piercing as ice. And at this point, Ye Haoran found that he was like a mortal entering water, and it was difficult to hold his breath for a long time.

For this reason, Ye Haoran couldn't help but open his mouth and inhale a mouthful of water, and as soon as this water entered his body, the even colder feeling directly dispersed to any corner of his body. For a moment, Ye Haoran felt in horror that his limbs had become weak, and then his consciousness was a little blurred.

Until Ye Haoran no longer controlled his body, his mouth opened slightly, bubbles kept pouring out of his mouth and nose, and his consciousness was about to dissipate as he continued to fall freely.

"Could it be... Is this going to be the way to die?"

This is what Ye Haoran said in his heart, everything at this time is out of his control, as if his death is inevitable, the water is getting colder and colder, and his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker.

At this time, Ye Haoran's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the bottom of the lake that was still invisible, a trace of weakness appeared on his face, and he was muttering to himself in his heart: "Perhaps, there is no Evergreen Gong here at all, everything is just a bureau!"

When he said this, Ye Haoran's last trace of consciousness was about to disappear, and at this moment, he seemed to see a white light not far below him, illuminating the entire Sword Heart Lake.

At this moment, Ye Haoran's consciousness had completely disappeared, and then the white light was instantly released, turning into a complex magic circle a hundred zhang wide, and the place where Ye Haoran fell was the center of that formation, and then Ye Haoran's body shuttled through the center of that formation, and disappeared without a trace.