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Luoshui City, although it has no intention of being in the human city on the second floor, there are all kinds of commodity shops suitable for the ghost clan, but after all, this is a ghost town, Rao is after thousands of years of development and change, trying to connect with the human city, but there are still many unusual features.

Ghost people are naturally bloodthirsty and aggressive, and their vitality is more than twice that of humans, and the average ghost people can live for about two hundred years, and their cultivation is profound, and they can live for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, and their Taoist cultivation is no less than the top cultivation masters of human beings.

Yuan Bao and Master Li stood at the end of the southernmost Yin Yang Road on the second floor of Luoshui City, and they had not yet woken up from the shock that the old man Deshang had disappeared out of thin air after only one step.

Suddenly disappeared, like a dream, as if it had reached the top level of human beings, the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

At this time, two ghost clansmen not far away fought on the street, they were vicious, and when they became adults, they both had cultivation no less than the human Jindan realm, with great strength and extremely fast speed. The black qi on the two of them was entangled, and countless ghosts cried loudly.

These two people are just ordinary characters in the ghost clan, and they are incomparable to ordinary human residents.

Yuan Bao glanced at it from a distance and said: "This Luoshui City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and if the righteous path wants to eradicate this ghost city, the price will definitely not be small." ”

Master Li nodded and said, "The ghost clan people are naturally fierce, and this is the bottom of the abyss, so it is indeed difficult to eradicate it. What do you think we should do now?"

Yuan Bao thought for a while and said: "Since Zhao Wuregret and Chu Tianyun are not in danger, they still have to think about the matter of taking the soul chasing sword from the son and mother, didn't the old man Shangde say that if you want to take the sword, you must wait until the Yin soldiers borrow the way." ”

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the Yin-Yang Road in the three streets, which no one had ever walked, and said slowly: "I finally understand what the Yin-Yang Road is for now." ”

Master Li is extremely smart, and naturally he has this in common.

The Yin and Yang Road is indeed for ghosts, not the ghosts of the ghost clan, but the real ghosts.

At the end of more than ten miles north of Yinyang Road, there is still a tall black stone tablet, on which the three big characters of Yinyang Road are also written with blood dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

In front of the stone monument also stood a man and a woman. But it was Mu Zilin and Zhao Wuregret.

Zhao Wuregret seemed to have returned to his previous indifferent and sad appearance, without her black hat and veil, her pretty face looked a little pale at the moment, and her bright eyes were no longer red.

She looked at the Yin-Yang Road, and under the faint green light, she seemed to have crossed the Yin-Yang Road for more than ten miles, and saw the ingots standing at the end of the road.

Mu Zilin beside him sighed and said, "No regrets sister, the past is like dust, that kid has already forgotten you, why bother with it." ”

Zhao Wuregret retracted his gaze, a trace of sadness suddenly crossed his eyes, and said, "They are all liars, everyone is liars." ”

Mu Zilin couldn't bear it, and blurted out: "No regrets sister, I have never lied to you, I am sincere to you." ”

Zhao Wuregret's body trembled slightly, looking at Mu Zilin's slightly excited face, she suddenly said, "If you are really good for me, go and kill them." ”

Mu Zilin's face changed slightly, and he said: "Yuan Shaoqin is the descendant of the Sword God, and Master Li is a disciple of Yuxuzi, and neither of them can afford to provoke them." ”

Zhao Wuregret seemed very disappointed, turned around and left, and said, "Coward." ”

Looking at Zhao Wuregret's back, Mu Zilin gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sister Wuregret, don't worry, I will send the bodies of the two of them to you in an hour." ”

Of course, Yuan Bao and Master Li didn't know that danger was coming, they stood under the stone tablet for a long time, and then planned to go out of the abyss and join Zhu Changqing and the others.

When the two of them had just walked up to the second floor, Mu Zilin, dressed in gorgeous silk, was already standing on the dirty street of the third floor.

It's dirty, it's chaotic, and the man is hiding far away, with a sad face.

"You two, you have already got the news you want?" Mu Zilin smiled faintly, his green eyes flashing like light, looking at the two of them.

Yuan Bao didn't expect to meet Mu Zilin again here, and said: "I already know, thank you Mu Gongzi for your advice." ”

Mu Zilin shook his head slightly and said, "Since you have nothing to worry about, you can die." ”

Yuan and Li were stunned in their hearts, and a bad premonition came to their hearts.

Yuan Bao saw Ah Man, who was hiding in a broken corner not far away, and was making a gesture to himself to hurry up, his heart sank, and he looked at Mu Zilin coldly, and said, "What does Mu Gongzi mean by this?"

"Someone wants me to take your two lives, and I can't help but listen to her. ”

"Is it Miss Zhao Wuregret?"

"Yes"

Mu Zilin waved the folding fan in his hand, and the endless violent yin qi rushed to his face, and the bodies of Yuan Bao and Master Li suddenly slid backwards quickly. Master Li's cultivation realm is far superior to ingots, and after taking three steps back, she first froze her body, her face froze, and the Qingying Sword suddenly came out.

The dazzling blue sword light and the green ghost qi collided fiercely, making a deafening roar, and the soldiers at the city gate in the distance were attracted by the sound of the two fighting, and a group of people ran over, and when they saw that it was Mu Zilin, they retreated one by one.

"The Shushan Sword Technique is really domineering!" Mu Zilin sneered, revealing his long fangs, and grabbed it in the air, and there was an extra white bone long whip in his hand.

The length of the long whip is close to two zhang (one zhang is about 3.3 meters, and some brothers may not know how to convert the ancient zhang to the current length). I forgot to explain it earlier, but you just need to know. ), which is made up of countless strange bones, and as soon as the bone whip comes out, it suddenly makes a snapping sound.

Heaven and earth changed color, and the sound of ghosts crying came from all directions.

The white bone whip came extremely fast, accompanied by a sharp sound that tore through the air, Master Li could dodge, the whip hit the hard floor, and a slender crack suddenly appeared, if it hit a person, it would either kill or hurt.

Master Li's face changed greatly, and the Qing Ying Sword came out of his hand, and with his telekinetic power, he entangled the white bone whip, but the mysterious white bone whip was unpredictable and extremely flexible, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Yuan Bao saw that Master Li was alone and could not compete with Mu Zilin, a master of the ghost clan, his face changed slightly, and he stepped slowly, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and the hilt of the dragon slaying sword with his right palm, and walked towards the field where the two were fighting.

The Qing Ming Sword and the White Bone Whip intersected again, but they were entangled by the White Bone Whip, Mu Zilin showed a smug look on his face, and shook it hard, and the Qing Ying Sword was inserted into the tall city wall a hundred zhang away. Then, the mysterious and weird white bone whip turned into a white dragon, with a strange cracking sound that broke the air, and shot straight towards Master Li's chest.

The speed is unparalleled.

Master Li hurriedly retreated, but the speed of the white bone whip was too fast, and he was about to be hit by the white bone whip, when a black light came first, hitting the white bone whip like lightning.

Bang, the white bone whip was slashed, and it suddenly shook back.

Mu Zilin took three steps back, his face was horrified, and he looked at the ingots that were walking slowly.

In the darkness, the long hair of the ingots danced, and the eyes were as bright as the stars of the Nine Heavens that the people of the ghost city could never see.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the tiger's mouth and the hilt formed a vertical state, slowly rotating.

"Slashing the sky and drawing the sword!" Mu Zilin said word by word: "Sure enough, it is worthy of its name." ”

Yuan Bao motioned to Master Li to step back, and said lightly: "Pass the prize." ”

Mu Zilin suddenly sneered, his long fangs glowed with turquoise light, he looked at the ingot, all his mental power was locked on the ingot's sword, and said slowly: "Then I will come again to comprehend." ”

The white bone whip is more than two zhang long, and the best attack range of the ingots is two zhang, seeing the white shadow flashing through the air, he used the Xuantian eight-step body technique to deceive himself and get close, but several times he was blocked by the white bone whip that came and went without a trace.

There seemed to be only the sound of the snapping bone whip breaking through the air in the entire Luoshui City.

Master Li had already recalled the Qingying Sword and stood beside him, staring at the two people in the field with all his attention. She also discovered the weakness of the ingot, and she was very worried.

Finally, Yuan Bao took out the sword, and the black sword split the white bone whip, and his body was quickly pressed, and he had reached more than a zhang in front of Mu Zilin.

Master Li could see that Mu Zilin, who had cultivated to be powerful, couldn't see it, seeing Yuan Bao bully, his face changed slightly, and his body was about to fly up.

At this moment, when Mu Zilin's body was just less than three inches off the ground, and the white bone whip had not had time to return to defense, Yuan Bao took out his sword for the third time.

From the second time Yuan Bao took out the sword, to the time he bullied and pressed it, and then the third time he took out the sword. Before he could take a breath, the black sword was like the scythe of death, cutting through this cold space.

Mu Zilin's pupils contracted rapidly, and his telekinesis had been locked on Yuanbao's sword, of course he knew how fast Yuanbao's sword was.

The sword slashing style is something that can only be understood in the realm of the unity of man and sword. The ingots have become one with the dragon slaying sword in his hand at this moment. In fact, it is said that it is sword light, but it is actually his own true essence essence.

Qi and blood, muscles, meridians, and primordial spirits, every time he drew his sword, he integrated all his strength.

This is a feeling of blood connection, and only kendo masters who have reached the realm of the unity of man and sword can experience this wonderful feeling of mystery and mystery.

An hour later, in the northernmost part of the second floor of Luoshui City, there was a huge and luxurious mansion backyard.

Zhao Wuregret sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and looked at the blood-colored epiphany in front of him.

This epiphany is unique to Luoshui City, red as blood, flowering, withering, but only a dozen breaths.

Countless epiphanyes bloomed and fell in front of her, ruthlessly interpreting the passing of time.

Ten years of ruthless years, ten years of girlhood.

Suddenly, she wanted to cry. A heart-wrenching feeling of sadness welled up in my heart.

Time flies, in that snow-white winter, two weak figures, holding hands and barefoot, running happily in the snow.

"No regrets, sister, I'm leaving, one day I, Yuan Shaoqin, will definitely come back to you. ”

"Brother Shaoqin, I'll wait for you. ”

That's 10 years!

When the cold yin wind blew the crystal tears on her cheeks, she could no longer suppress the feelings in her heart, and lay on the stone table with a low whimper.

The epiphany is still blooming and falling, and the time is still slowly draining.

Until, until footsteps were heard outside the courtyard.

She knew that only one person would come in this courtyard, so she raised her head, and sure enough, she saw a tired Mu Zilin standing at the door of the courtyard with a smile.

After all, he is not the Shaoqin brother in his heart.

As soon as Mu Zilin waved his hand, the four ghost clan big men carried the two corpses and placed them in front of Zhao Wuregret, and then the four big men bent down and retreated.

Both bodies were covered with black cloths, and their faces could not be seen. Zhao Wuregret stood up violently and said, "This is?"

Mu Zilin waved his hand, a yin wind blew, and the black cloth covering the two corpses swept away, and below were two cold corpses.

Yuanbao, Master Li!

Mu Zilin said softly: "Sister without regrets, I killed them, my ability is no less than Yuan Shaoqin." ”

Zhao Wuregret's body shook violently, looking at the pale ingots, she was so angry that she spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and her body swayed, as if her whole body strength had been drained at such an instant.

"You, you killed him!" Zhao Wuregret pounced on Yuanbao's corpse like madness, and his tears couldn't be stopped again.

Cold tears dripped down Yuanbao's cheeks, like blooming epiphany, which was heartbreaking.

Zhao Wuregret threw himself in front of Yuanbao's corpse in despair, hugged Yuanbao, and shouted: "Brother Shaoqin, wake up, wake up quickly." ”

Mu Zilin, who was standing on the side, no longer had that smiling expression on his face, but a kind of sadness, he finally knew that no matter how good he was and how hard he worked, he could not replace the position of this cold corpse in Zhao Wuregret's heart.

What is fake is fake, even if he is unwilling to admit it, he is a fake Yuan Shaoqin, he is just Mu Zilin.

"Sister without regrets, Yuan Shaoqin is dead now, your heart knot can be untied. Even if you kill me now to avenge Yuan Shaoqin, I will never complain, I just hope that you will live happily. ”

Zhao Wuregret raised his head, the deep tears on his pale cheeks were shocking, and those eyes gradually turned red, as if everything in heaven and earth was red in her eyes at this moment.

However, after a while, the blood in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she sat weakly on the cold stone slab, glanced at Mu Zilin, and then at the ingots in her arms.

"You, you go, I don't want to see you again in this life and in this life. ”

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(PS: Don't worry, the male and female protagonists will definitely not die.) Ask for a recommendation ticket, no sense of collection registered collection)