The secluded ancient road, the awe-inspiring sword intent left over from the long years, at this time, Gu Ji held his breath, did not dare to show his edge, and even some of the sword intent had been disordered and began to tremble constantly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They seem to be afraid of it.

A sword, a man. Xu Qingyun raised his head, he couldn't believe it, the voice just now seemed to be this sword?

"Were you talking just now?" he asked cautiously, boldly.

In front of him, there was only this sword, the black and round sword body, at this time, there was an inky brilliance flowing, and a long breath made this sword no longer look as mediocre as a burning stick.

"You seem to be a little beautiful!" Xu Qingyun exclaimed, otherworldly, nothing more than that.

This sword has been sublimated from the original burning stick to an ancient and heavy ancient sword.

"Idiot!" said the faint ancient road, and the voice sounded again.

Xu Qingyun was shocked, pointed to the sword, and said, "It's you, that's what you said." ”

At this time, it was already certain that the sword in front of him could not only run out of the rock wall, but also speak on its own!

"Idiot, it's Aunt Ben. The ancient sword trembled slightly, the sword blade pointed directly at Xu Qingyun's eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to shout, believe it or not, I will kill you with a sword?"

Xu Qingyun's little face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, he cautiously raised his eyes, stared at the sword blade in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Jian, we have something to say, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

"Who do you call uncle?" Gu Jian trembled violently, as if he was holding back a powerful anger, and said: "I am a woman, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will cut your tongue!"

Isn't it, the voice is crisp and pleasant, just like the voice of a seven or eight-year-old girl, full of childish innocence.

"Ah, my fault, my fault" Xu Qingyun's little face was pale, and he was about to cry in a hurry, and stammered: "Sister Jian, Sister Jian, it's all my fault, it's really my fault, you have a big heart, just forgive me this time." ”

The ancient sword hummed, it seemed to be a little dissatisfied, the sword light was slightly cold, and his voice was cold: "Do you remember what you said?"

Xu Qingyun had a bitter face, thought about it, and said, "It seems that I don't remember a little." ”

The sword roared, like a dragon's groan.

The long sword pierced the center of his eyebrows, and blood dripped from the blade of the sword, and Xu Qingyun could clearly feel the stinging pain in the skin between his eyebrows.

"Between life and death, it turned out to be so close," he raised his eyes and looked at the blood-dripping sword blade in front of him, as if time was reincarnated, between life and death, he once again experienced the fear that the Shushan Sword Pavilion brought to him.

"Strange, aren't you afraid of life and death?" The ancient sword hung in front of him, and the ink-colored brilliance revealed a long-standing vicissitudes of history.

Between life and death, it seems that you can really realize it.

"There is no one in the world who does not fear death. ”

Xu Qingyun's heart was like water at this time, he looked at the ancient sword in front of him, his voice was unusually calm, and said, "But between life and death, if you know that you will die, then what is there to fear?"

The ancient sword trembled slightly, was silent for a long time, and the ink-colored blade of the sword was pulled out from the center of his eyebrows.

Blood dripped down, and the red mark between Xu Qingyun's eyebrows was like cinnabar.

"This is a lesson for you!" the ancient sword hung in the air, and his voice had a bit of girlish arrogance.

Xu Qingyun knelt on one knee, endured the pain in his forehead, and reached out to touch his eyebrows, and there was a bit of golden light flowing in the scarlet blood.

"Hey, you're not human!" The ancient sword trembled slightly, as if it contained a powerful rage, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the sword sea.

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"This sword roars,"

Even outside the Yellow Sand Desert, she could still feel the awe-inspiring slaughter of this sword roar, Su Ke's face was a little pale, and she couldn't help muttering to herself: "How can 'Mingli' be so unreasonable?"

"You count on a 'sword' that can understand personnel?"

Zhao Sanxing was in a good mood, some eyebrows were smiling, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. But after thinking about it, he pretended to be sad and comforted: "Little county lord, it's not that the old man is talkative, Canghai County is like this now, why should we make the King of Chu unhappy? It's better to stay in this Luocang Academy honestly, and wait for the time to be ripe, and then you can go to Canghai County by yourself, what's the difference?"

Evening breeze, sunset.

The girl's long hair is like ink, and her body is slender and slender, like an ink-colored orchid, lonely and cold.

She pursed the corners of her thin lips and was silent and did not speak, but looked at the yellow sand desert in the distance, looking a little sad.

Not because her hope is dashed, hope, as long as people live there will be hope.

What I'm worried about is just that naughty teenager.

He just came here this year, just came to Luocang Academy to study, just came to study, and he hasn't experienced his own life yet, so it ends like this?

It's all self-inflicted.

Su Ke bit the corner of his thin lip, and his eyes were a little dazed......

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"You're not human!" The ancient sword trembled slightly, the sword light shot straight into the sky, and the sword intent of the entire ancient road rock wall trembled.

Xu Qingyun was a little stunned, he seemed to remember something, his little face was a little pale, and his voice trembled and said, "I don't know what you're talking about,." ”

"You don't know? I am a 'Mingli' ancient sword, an ancient sword that has existed since ancient times, but tomorrow, how can I be wrong?" The ancient sword hung in the sky again, the blade of the sword was close to his eyebrows, and he said sharply: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different! You don't need to be clear, you can go directly to death!"

In one day, he will face death again.

The ink-colored long sword body of the ancient sword was already hanging in front of his chest, life and death were only instantaneous, and Xu Qingyun could no longer be calm.

"Since we're going to die, let's die together. ”

He took off the jade talisman, he knew that the jade talisman contained unimaginable power, and wanted to use the power of the jade talisman to bury this ancient sword. But at the moment when the jade talisman was removed, the scene in front of him changed again.

The ancient road is secluded, it is gone, only the bamboo forest of the mountains, with no end in sight, swaying the ink-colored bamboo leaves in the evening breeze.

The evening breeze blows, the bamboo waves roll, empty and lonely.

Xu Qingyun stretched out his hand in disbelief and touched his eyebrows, and the profound sword marks still existed.

is like cinnabar, always imprinted with the sword intent of that ancient sword.

It seems that he is bound to kill himself.

Prove that what happened to him just now, it is really not a dream, he escaped death, he took out the jade talisman, although he can investigate the illusion, but why is the bamboo sea in front of him so real!

"What is this place, and why am I here again!"

Xu Qingyun suddenly felt like a dream, a little unbelievable, he didn't know where this was, he could only walk forward blankly, the evening breeze was blowing, blowing across his cheeks. Let him, who had just experienced life and death, suddenly have a sense of calm relaxation.

"This is ......"

As he walked, he looked at the bamboo sea in front of him, and saw that under the ink-colored bamboo leaves, there were faint stone tablets, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "Forest of steles." ”