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Yes, that sword is helpless.

The treasure of the Eight Desolations, the divine sword.

But why did it fall into the hands of Mu Guiyun, this should be a very interesting question at the time.

Su Changan thought about it carefully.

He won the Star King at the Shogun Star Meeting and obtained a request.

Long Xiangjun wanted to buy Fan Ruyue, so he used this request to return Fan Ruyue.

Then, Long Xiangjun took this request and went to the Eight Desolations Courtyard to change the sword.

This was supposed to be the end of the matter.

But this sword appeared in Mu Guiyun's hand.

Mu Guiyun participated in this competition for the Five Princes, so this sword should have been given to him by the Five Princes.

There seems to be a link in between.

Su Changan was stunned, he turned his head to look at the few figures standing beside him.

Xiahou Xuan, Xiahou Shuyu, Long Xiangjun.

His pupils widened at that moment, and he grasped the crux of the whole thing.

Long Xiangjun and Xiahou Xuan already knew each other, and it seemed that the relationship was very good. If this was the case, how could he sell Fan Ruyue, whom Xiahou Xuan liked so much? How could he be so coincidental that after Su Changan got the Star King, he came to the Peony Pavilion before starting the so-called Oiran Pavilion Conference?

Unless he calculates that he will come, and calculates his temperament, he will do everything to protect Fan Ruyue.

Su Changan's body began to tremble inexplicably, as if he was standing naked in the ice and snow of the Northland, a chill rose from his heels, passed through his navel, crossed his pipa bone, and reached his scalp.

He trembled and gave birth to his hand, and pulled it into his bosom, and took out something.

At this time, Xiahou Shuyu just turned her head and looked at Su Changan, but her eyes were attracted by something in Su Changan's hand at that moment. Her eyes could no longer leave, her body began to tremble inexplicably, and all the words and explanations she had thought of were pale in front of the thing.

It was a bronze medal.

The shape is simple and exquisite, and there are gold and jade borders.

A big ancient character in the book!

It was given to him by Gu Xianjun two days ago, and it was the pass issued by the Long family to the Gu family.

Xiahou Shuyu also had one, but she said that this was the identity card of Xiahou Wang's family.

Everything became clear at this moment.

Su Changan raised his head and met Xiahou Shuyu's dodging gaze.

"Senior sister" he opened his mouth, but there was a flame burning in his once clear eyes. He wanted to question her something, but when it came to his throat, he didn't know why he couldn't say anything.

He looked at the girl in front of him who had been with him for nearly a year, and finally sighed and swallowed the words that came to his lips. He didn't forgive her, he just felt that no matter what he said at this time, he seemed so pale and powerless.

The flame in his eyes gradually extinguished, and finally became cold. His whole being also fell silent at that moment, as if his soul had been hollowed out by something.

"Chang'an" Xiahou Shuyu frowned, and opened his mouth to explain something. But she suddenly realized that she didn't have any room to explain, and everything was just as Su Changan thought. When the gorgeous skin of this Chang'an city is peeled away, all he can show to the world is calculation, deception and betrayal.

Changan!

This royal capital that everyone in the world regards as the holy realm, and you will only find it when you really walk into him. Beneath his prosperous cloak is a foundation forged by countless flesh and blood.

He is like a beast, quietly dormant in the dark night, but mercilessly devouring everyone here.

Su Changan stuffed the bronze medal in his hand into his arms, his knife flashed with a cold light, and then he put it into the sheath. He finally turned his head to take a look at the magnificent Taihe Palace, and then walked out of here resolutely, and finally disappeared into the night of the Great Wei Palace.

Everything here has nothing to do with him, his value has been squeezed dry, so no one will keep him for a single step. As for Ruyan, her life and death are no longer under his control. He was still too weak, so weak that he couldn't save Ruyan, or even save himself.

And the battle between Mu Guiyun and Bei Tongxuan on the field did not end.

How. A sword worthy of its resounding name, indeed.

It flipped back and forth in Mu Guiyun's hand, and one after another sword blades with dead breath flew out like a vicious wolf. Beitong Xuan, who was a whole realm higher than Mu Guiyun's cultivation, was forced by those endless sword qi to only have the ability to parry, but he had no power to fight back.

But even so, Bei Tongxuan's face still couldn't find the slightest abnormality. His eyes were still like a pool of stagnant water, unwavering.

I saw him take a few steps back, and the long sword that flashed with a ghostly light around him came out in response, destroying all the sword qi that came at him. But this could not bring the slightest change to his situation, the spiritual power in Mu Guiyun's body seemed to be endless, and the sword qi was still attacking one after another.

After dozens of times like this, after you attack and defend me again, Beitongxuan's position has finally reached a very wonderful point after such continuous movement. Underneath the Holy Emperor's Terrace.

Mu Guiyun's raised hand paused suddenly, his sword qi was emitted, although he could continue to force Beitong Xuan back, but the aftermath of the sword qi would inevitably collide with the Holy Emperor. Of course, this kind of sword qi would definitely not hurt him, but in recent years, the Holy Emperor, who had become more and more eccentric, was not sure if he would be offended by this. For this reason, he hesitated for a moment.

At this time, the corners of Bei Tongxuan's mouth finally hooked up a smile, and the long sword that had been wandering beside him suddenly let out a clear sword sound. Then there was a shock of afterimage, and the sword turned into nine.

"Nine Stars Broken!" Bei Tongxuan said, and the nine swords turned into streamers in response, staggering towards Mu Guiyun.

Mu Guiyun's pupils widened suddenly, and he suddenly realized that he had fallen for Bei Tongxuan's calculations.

But at this time, it was too late to regret it, his heart was crossed, and a pitch-black light suddenly bloomed in his hand, and then he shouted violently, and he threw this divine sword towards the nine sword qi.

However, at the same time, bursts of jet-black dead qi gushed out from the sword body, and those dead qi continued to gather, and finally formed a ghost-like phant, catching up with the nine sword qi.

Mu Guiyun's body didn't stop there, he kicked the ground with both feet, turned into an afterimage, bypassed the two sword qi that were about to collide together, and rushed to Beitongxuan from the flanks.

"Jiaolong!" he shouted again, and the spear that was firmly planted on the ground shook like a spirit, and finally turned into a scarlet afterimage and flew into his hand.

"Roar!"

A roar that seemed like a dragon but not a dragon, like a tiger and not a tiger sounded in the Taihe Palace, and a dragon phantom suddenly appeared, turning into a tassel and wrapping around Mu Guiyun's gun body, and his speed became faster at this moment.

It was just a time when he couldn't breathe, and the tip of the gun was already in front of Bei Tongxuan. The corners of Mu Guiyun's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile. Beitongxuan is a Confucian student, and what Confucianism relies on is nothing more than a tool that relies on a powerful divine sense, but now once he gets close, even if Beitongxuan is a realm higher than him, he is confident that he will be able to defeat him with one move.

And his goal is clear, he wants to kill him!

So he shot a gun, pointed at his chest.

The pool of Bei Tongxuan's eyes finally showed a ripple, and Mu Guiyun's shot was like a dragon almost sealing all his retreats, it seemed that if this continued, his fate would only be death.

Mu Guiyun naturally thought the same way. He could almost see the blood gushing out of Beitongxuan's torn chest.

But there was a sudden flower in front of his eyes, and Bei Tongxuan's body seemed to move, it was an extremely fast and very short distance, so fast that it was almost impossible to see rough. This didn't seem to change anything, and his gun still stabbed Beitongxuan steadily.

The man as cold as a sculpture flew out, and a blood lotus burst out of his chest.

Everyone in the room thought of a burst of exclamations, no one expected that this man who was only twenty-two years old could defeat Bei Tongxuan, a master who had been on the heavenly list for several years, so cleanly.

Mu Guiyun withdrew the gun in his hand and stood there, his eyes fixed on the man who had fallen to the ground.

He didn't have the slightest joy, because he didn't kill him, and the last flash of Beitongxuan skillfully avoided his fatal blow.

And what puzzled him the most was that with the speed shown by Bei Tongxuan in the last moment, he was fully capable of avoiding this shot, but he didn't. He just saved his life and then lost the fight.

Mu Guiyun looked around thoughtfully, and finally his gaze slipped on a woman.

The woman was about thirty years old. Although there are some traces of time on her face, she is dissatisfied with how beautiful and moving she was when she was young.

She was lying there quietly, as if she had fallen asleep.

Mu Guiyun seemed to have heard her name mentioned in a trance.

He thought about it.

Finally remembered.

The woman's name.

"Like smoke. ”