Xu Qingyun walked alone on the deep bamboo forest path. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The tall and vigorous ink bamboos on both sides swayed slightly in the breeze of the bamboo forest, and the dark bamboo leaves fell all over the ground.

"It should be in this direction. ”

Thinking about the ink bamboo forest of memory, he raised his eyes and looked at the intersection in front of him, which was already overgrown with grass and trees.

Now that this direction can be determined, that is, the direction in which the voice of the strange bird suddenly sounded, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, the dantian vitality in his body was full of his body, and the physique that had been holding the sword for a long time completely exploded at this moment.

"So fast!"

Although Xu Qingyun has been enlightened for a long time, and the time he has been holding a sword in the bamboo house is not short, he has never tried his true speed, how fast it is. Until now, he had transferred all the vitality in his body to the meridians, and completely burst out his fastest speed.

"It's really fast!"

He felt like a low-flying bird, quietly passing by on the quiet and fresh forest path, with a strong wind blowing on his cheeks, he squinted his eyes slightly, only to feel that the vigorous ink bamboo on both sides was constantly flashing.

"This should already be the fastest speed of the Enlightenment Realm, if you want to exceed this speed, unless you reach the Guardian Realm!"

Xu Qingyun's figure swept by quickly, leaving a very vague afterimage on the quiet ink bamboo path, until the sight in front of him gradually dimmed, and the crazy growth of ink-colored bamboo leaves suppressed the whole space a little deep.

"It should be here!" he stopped slightly, carefully hiding under the ink-colored bamboo leaves, his forehead was already covered with sweat, this was the sweat of the hurried and somewhat anxious heat, but the sweat in his palm was completely because of his own nervousness.

He took a deep breath, and now he was not facing a gentleman in the academy, nor a fierce and direct martial artist like Hong Wuwei, but a group of extremely vicious outlaws, who could kill wantonly without scruples in the face of life.

Xu Qingyun is a person who has died once, he knows very well the preciousness of life, but he has paranoia beyond ordinary people about some things.

"I just want to see what kind of person can treat life like this!"

The light in the ink bamboo forest has gradually become darker, and a cool breeze has swept through the bamboo forest. It's just that I don't know why, Xu Qingyun felt the freshness of the grass and trees in the cool breeze blowing here, with a faint drunken warmth.

"The smell is somewhat familiar, as if it is...... He was a little unsure, but feeling the breath in the cool breeze, he couldn't help frowning, and muttered: "This breath seems to be the senior sister's grass and wood sword intent!"

Only the senior sister's grass and tree sword intent can have such a fresh artistic conception.

"I remembered. Xu Qingyun raised his head suddenly, he didn't hesitate at all, he directly skimmed the intertwined bamboo leaves in front of him, relying on the route he remembered at the beginning, and finally came to the memorable bamboo forest again.

He looked at the scene in front of him, pursed his lips in disbelief, and saw that the ink bamboo seemed to have a chance to grow wildly here, and the intertwined branches stretched out for tens of meters, intertwining and intertwining as if supporting the entire firmament.

The sunlight shines through the fine inky bamboo leaves, shining below, and the ground is full of mottled shadows.

"It's ...... Cocoon. Xu Qingyun couldn't believe it the most, or the cocoon that seemed to hang on the ink bamboo, the dark green cocoon silk was full of the breath of life, slowly squirming in the sun breeze, just like a pregnant woman in October, brewing the final process.

It's a miracle of life.

He seemed to be able to feel the rhythm of life in the cocoon, and the kind message that he had delivered when he came here.

"Do you remember me?" Xu Qingyun asked in disbelief.

The huge green cocoon hung on the large net woven by ink bamboo, and it seemed that it could understand the words, and the huge cocoon body trembled and shook slightly, exuding a faint fragrance, lingering around Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun felt surprised, only felt that this fragrance was refreshing, there were butterflies and birds hovering in front of his eyes, and there was an intimate and friendly attitude everywhere.

"You really remember me!" he watched the giant cocoon swaying on the web woven by bamboo leaves, as if he was very happy, and couldn't help laughing, but just as he wanted to say something, his eyes were very keen to find the faint sword marks on the green cocoon.

Although it is very subtle, it looks very sharp, as if it has just been cut up, but who else is there here...... ，

"Oh no, this is someone trying to destroy this green cocoon!"

Xu Qingyun's face suddenly turned pale and terrifying, and just as he wanted to leave, the sky in the entire bamboo forest instantly darkened.

A deep sword intent, like the shadow of the night, crept in.

It seems that it has been hidden for a long time, and it only wants to kill with one blow, and the sword intent swept through the depths of the inky bamboo forest, cutting off anything in its path.

Whether it is the vigorous and upright black bamboo, the hard and heavy rock, or the gentle bamboo leaves falling down with the wind.

All of them are one-hit penetrations.

It wasn't until it appeared in front of Xu Qingyun that this long-brewing sword intent began to show its true killing intent.

"Am I going to die?" He looked at the sword intent in front of him, his eyes were full of disbelief, he only felt that this sword intent was full of the dead silence of the night, but he had to admit that this was the real sword intent he had seen in this life to kill.

"How many people have you killed, and how many people can comprehend the sword intent?"

Xu Qingyun's face was pale and terrifying, he was desperately running the vitality of his whole body, but in front of this sword intent, he seemed a little too pale and powerless, and the killing intent in the sword intent had already locked himself firmly.

Just ask for a one-hit kill!

"No, I still have a lot of things to do, how can I die!"

But reality didn't wait.

The sword intent swept by, and with a loud bang, a powerful vitality swept in, and the entire ink bamboo forest was full of sand and dust and bamboo leaves.

"This ...... , how is that possible!"

Xu Qingyun's face was pale, he looked at the giant cocoon in front of him, he couldn't believe it, and said with a trembling voice: "I didn't die!"

Click,

The breath of life on the green cocoon was a little dim, and the fine cocoon silk began to break inch by inch, and a deep, deep crack spread half of the giant cocoon.

"What's wrong with you!" Xu Qingyun was a little panicked, he looked at the giant cocoon with cracks in front of him, he was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he muttered in a panic, "What to do, what to do, will you die, it's all my fault, if you crack such a big hole, if you are a human being, you will definitely die!"

His forehead was sweating anxiously, and when he kept chattering, another deep sword intent quietly passed by in the bamboo forest.

This time, no one can find out, like a shadow in the real night.

It's a nirvana.

But there is a sword intent, come first!

It was not only the sword intent that came, but also the Taiqing Sword that had become a real ancient sword.

Taiqing, the sword of ruthlessness!