Hot as China, cold as snow

The horse was frightened and fled around, Liu Moran immediately wanted to pull the rein to calm the horse down first.But he didn't expect that Shan Ting was so powerful at this time, he pulled Liu Muran forward and charged down the hillside with both men and horses, Liu Muran didn't exert any strength on his feet, so he let go of the rein immediately, but it was already too late , The horse rolled down the hillside and couldn't stop, and the horse disappeared.

Liu Moran was rolling on the hillside, his body hit a stone, and it hurt so much, his eyes turned black, his ears buzzed, and it seemed that he could hear Leng Xuanren's anxious voice calling to him, when suddenly a soft weight fell on his A lot of gravel was separated from his body and he rolled along with him.

When Leng Xuanren saw the horse was frightened, he didn't know what to say, but when he saw Liu Moran being led down the mountain by the horse, he hurriedly followed with light kung fu, intending to restrain the out-of-control horse. Moran let go of the rein of the horse, rolled down the slope softly under his feet, jumped down without thinking, and grabbed Liu Moran.One hand rests on the back of Liu Moran's head, holding Liu Moran tightly all the time.

Liu Moran's Soul-Binding Hundred Refinement Cable was not easy to pull out at this time, and it was even more difficult to get out when he was hugged tightly by Leng Xuanren.Leng Xuanyan drew out the thin-bladed double knives on his body, inserted them between the gap between the stones, and stopped the downward trend.Leng Xuanyan firmly grasped the thin-edged double knives.Liu Moran opened his eyes in a dizzy state and was dizzy.After finally waking up, he saw Leng Xuanyan lying under him, holding him tightly with one hand, motionless, and his body was still stained with blood. Liu Moran shook and called his name softly: "Leng Xuanyan , Blade, you, wake up." Hearing the voice, Leng Xuanyan blinked, and opened his evil and lazy eyes after a while, and comforted Liu Moran, "I'm fine."

Although the slope is steep, the two people who have stopped the downward trend can still sit up with each other supporting each other.Leng Xuanyan used force, and the thin-bladed double knives penetrated too deep into the rock wall. At this time, he couldn't get it out, and the person slid down a little more, so Leng Xuanyan let go of the thin knife inserted into the middle of the rock, but pulled Liu Moran asked softly: "Are you okay!" Liu Moran shook his head, touched Leng Xuanren's wound: "You are not seriously injured." Leng Xuanren raised his eyebrows, and opened his arrogant and confident evil charm. Lazy eyes: "You worry about me."

Liu Moran's ears turned red, turned his head away, ignored him, and Leng Xuanren didn't ask any more questions, just sat up and moved his limbs, he felt empty, and the two slid down the hole one after another.The turf outside is slightly concealed, and under the turf is a deep cave.

The two people who were carrying each other fell under the cave without any preparation.Although Leng Xuanyan was the wounded, his reaction was still quick. When he scooped up his long arm, he pulled Liu Moran tight, and the two of them fell to the bottom close to each other.Once on the ground, Liu Moran broke away from him, but saw Leng Xuanyan staggered, stepped back a few steps and leaned against the rock wall to slide his seat on the ground.Liu Moran was taken aback for a moment, seeing the raised eyebrows on Leng Xuanren, knowing that he was fine but just traumatized, so he didn't care about him, and looked up, but was taken aback.The cave is very deep from the top, and it is difficult to go up without ropes and tools.Liu Moran put one hand on his waist, tightly grasping the soul-binding Bailian rope, and stroked the four walls of the cave with the other hand. The walls are smooth, and the seams between the stones are tightly connected, and a thin piece of paper cannot be inserted. Lightness kung fu has no place to rely on, and soul-binding hundreds of exercises are useless.

Leng Xuanren leaned against the rock wall beside him, shaking and stroking the rock wall, looked at Liu Moran's movements and said: "It looks like it's man-made, the cave is too deep, and I can't go up."

On one side of the cave is a dark passageway, with no light, and the black hole has a damp atmosphere, Liu Muran looked at it: "If you come, you will be safe." As he spoke, he strode forward.At the entrance of the cave, he looked back at Leng Xuanyan who was following him. Looking along the light, he seemed to see the light shining in Leng Xuanyan's arrogant and confident evil and lazy eyes, with a smile on his lips, for no reason. There was a burst of irritability, and he said in a hard tone: "If you regret following my adventure, it is too late now. Just don't blame me for killing your life in the future."

Leng Xuanyan seemed to sense his inexplicable anger, and hurried to catch up, holding Liu Moran's trembling and cold hand firmly and without hesitation: "If I'm with you, so what if I don't see the sun? I'm sure It is determined." After speaking, he took his hand and walked forward.Both of them are people with excellent night vision, and there is no obstacle in the dark and damp corridor.Leng Xuanren raised his eyebrows and smiled, because Liu Moran didn't shake off his hand.

I don't know how many times I walked in the dark corridor. The man-made corridor is full of damp, and the walls are seeped with water drops. It is a straight road with no turns or forks. The end of the road is indeed a blocked dead end.

A stone tablet stands in front of the wall. On the front of the stone tablet there is only a big and powerful character 'Qi' carved on the edge of a sword, which shows the profound skill of the sword user.Behind the stele is a beautiful crape myrtle flower.Liu Moran half-kneeled on the ground, using his slender fingers to walk along the lines on the stone tablet, he pursed his lips and said nothing, but his eyes became complicated.Leng Xuanyan grabbed his shoulder with one hand very hard, he felt sorry for Liu Moran like this, and was also afraid that he would disappear at any time like this, but he said something irrelevant: "Obviously this is man-made , No one would build such a dead end in the barren mountains, there must be an agency, let's look for it." He also squatted down and groped the wall inch by inch.

There was only a sound of Kadang, and the sound of an ancient machine gun. Liu Moran rested his hand on a square stone behind the stele, not daring to move rashly, observing the changes in the tunnel.The wall in front of him slowly opened, revealing a staircase going down.The two descended the stairs, which were slippery with moss.The slippery and icy downward stairs seemed to lead to the eighteenth floor of hell. When we got to the bottom, there was only a loud bang, and the door had already been sealed when we came.Liu Moran didn't seem to see or hear, he never looked back, never hesitated, and looked forward.Leng Xuanyan frowned and looked at Liu Moran. Like Liu Moran, he dared to take risks without any preparation. He didn't seem to come here to save people, but rather came here to seek death. For him like this, Leng Xuanyan has already It's not the first time I've seen it. When I was in the sand world, Liu Moran once rushed to the desert without any preparation.Leng Xuanyan couldn't figure out why Liu Moran wanted to die so calmly.At the moment when the two of Xutushan fought side by side and the ground cracked in the illusion, Leng Xuanren clearly sensed Liu Moran's trembling body because of the fear of death, and the person who was obviously afraid of death rushed towards the danger again and again without fear of death. .

There is not even a trace of light in here, even the Leng Xuanren, who is an excellent martial artist, has some strenuous walking, but Liu Moran still walks like flying, not disturbed by any darkness, his eyes are shining brightly, shining light in the darkness, Like a cat in the wild woods, light and agile.

Down the stairs is a wide circular open space. On the surrounding stone walls, there are lighting tools, which contain well-preserved grease. Liu Moran took out the fire pocket that was placed next to his body, and lit the lights on the wall.The wide underground square became brighter like this.In the center of the square was an altar. On both sides of the altar and the edge of the wall stood many stone men with weapons in their hands. Their faces were ferocious, like generals of the guards.

On the altar is a huge yin-yang fish pattern, with a sword in the middle of the pattern, Leng Xuanren stared at the sword, his mind moved, as if drawn.But Liu Moran took a step ahead, stepped onto the altar, folded the sword with both hands, and pulled out the sword vigorously, only to see the light of the sword suddenly soared, Liu Muran let go of his hands, and was knocked off the altar by the light of the sword, and the cold black blade brushed him behind him With one stroke, he stabilized himself.

Seeing that Liu Moran was fine, Leng Xuanren followed the pull in his heart to the altar, stepped on the yin and yang fish pattern on the altar, stood in front of the sword, clasped his hands together and clenched the hilt, without using any force, the sword was alive Buzzing and shaking.Liu Moran was shocked when he saw this scene, but Leng Xuanyan was not surprised, it seemed like it should be.After Leng Xuanyan exerted his strength, he pulled out the sword easily, the sword was shining with golden light, and the blade was as sharp as newly ground.Leng Xuanren danced a sword as if possessed by a demon, and after the dance, he shouted: "Good sword." He stretched out two fingers to walk on the sword, and the big golden characters "Zhu Yao Jian" appeared where they passed.

Liu Moran could see clearly from below, he lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand holding the sword with an unpredictable expression, the palm was full of burnt red marks.The sword has a spirit and will recognize its owner. It is obvious that it has recognized Leng Xuanyan as its master.Liu Moran looked up with joy in his eyes, without any surprise, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Very good! Your pair of dark iron double-edged thin knives just lost one of them to save me. And this sword is clearly a good sword with a spirit, and it recognizes you as its master, so you might as well just take it with you."

Leng Xuanren said indifferently: "If you like it, I will give it to you." He saw Liu Moran's impatient act of drawing the sword just now, and thought it was what he wanted, so he pulled it out and gave it to Liu Moran .

Liu Moran shook his head, and lowered his eyes: "The treasured sword has a spirit to recognize its master, and now you are destined to be its master. If you don't want it, it will be sad too." As he spoke, he pushed the sword to Leng Xuanren In his hand, he said softly: "What's more, I have a hundred soul-binding ropes, so I can take advantage of it, so put it away." Leng Xuanren was not pretentious, and put the sword away very skillfully.Looking at it from the side, Liu Moran felt that the Yaozhu Sword really matched the cold black blade, this person and the sword exuded a different light, as if such a scene had happened before, such harmony.

After passing the altar, it is covered by a curtain, but it has been a long time, and the place is dark and humid, and the covering curtain has long lost its function of covering.Step up a few steps, lift the curtain, a bed, a stone table, three stone chairs, a simple indoor scene is presented.There was a person sitting cross-legged on the bed. The person was sitting cross-legged upright. Although the person had been turned into a skeleton and the skeleton was covered with dust, one could still see the rigorous and upright posture of that year.

When Liu Moran saw the corpse, he was a little excited, knelt down on his knees right in front of the corpse, and respectfully bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

"You know him?" Leng Xuanren saw that he looked strange, although he was puzzled, he only asked after he saluted.

Liu Moran was silent for a while: "He is 'Qi', remember the stone tablet I saw on the way here? There is a word 'Qi' on the front, and a pattern of crape myrtle on the back. The crape myrtle is the family flower of our clan."

Leng Xuanren nodded to show he remembered, but he was puzzled: "Ziweihua?"

Liu Moran gave him a sideways glance: "You have lived in Lingzhou Pinggu for so long, and you have seen the ancestral hall of the Ziwei clan, so you don't know that I am a member of the Ziwei clan!"

"I know." Leng Xuanyan nodded for him to continue.

"He is from our clan." Liu Moran was silent for a while, as if he was choosing his words carefully: "Ancestor, if I guessed correctly, the corpse in front of me is Qi. Yu Wenzhu left Pinggu this time and came to this mountain range. It is to find the hometown of our Ziwei clan. If you are not mistaken, this place should be Wuyin Mountain. We will find Yuwenzhu soon if we do not go wrong."

After Liu Moran finished speaking, he got up and tore off the clothes on his body, spread them on the bed, said unworthy words in his mouth, but kept holding back the bones in his hands.Seeing him restraining the bones, Leng Xuanyan suddenly pulled out the sword that was stored behind him, and pulled it in front of Liu Moran: "This demon-killing sword belongs to your family? You know, so when you saw this sword, there was joy in your eyes I can't wait to draw my sword. I'm afraid it's the long-lost sword of the Ziwei clan!"

Liu Moran pushed away his hand, and finally tied the cloth that restrained the bones into a knot, without raising his head, he said, "You don't need to know."

"I don't need to know what it means." Leng Xuanren raised his voice and pulled Liu Muran, but accidentally touched the burn on Liu Muran's hand. Liu Muran withdrew his hand without a trace, and frowned at him stubbornly.

"Answer me, why did you give me the things from your clan?" Leng Xuanren narrowed his eyes dangerously, and sneered, "Your master Lingzhou Taoshan people seem to value the Ziwei clan very much, and they want you to restore the glory of the Ziwei clan!"

"You must know?" Liu Moran suddenly showed a wry smile on his expressionless face, and Liu Moran raised his voice and said: "Okay, let me tell you, I am the only one left in the entire Ziwei clan. A sacred object that has been missing in the clan for many years. I have no ability to make the Ziwei clan brilliant, I will only disappoint the master, I am an unlucky son who exterminates the clan, and even the Demon Slayer Sword does not recognize my bloodline." Liu Moran lowered his head, He sighed softly: "Since it recognizes you, let it see the light of day again in your hands, its glory! It can be regarded as fulfilling the master's wish." Liu Moran pushed Leng Xuanyan away and said stiffly: "Would you like this sword? If you don't, you'll lose it."

Leng Xuanyan embraced Liu Muran, put it in his ear and said, "Fool." Liu Muran was stiff and wanted to break away, thinking of his trauma, he gave up.

"Fool. Liu Moran, you big fool, even if you are so overwhelmed by the burden of the Ziwei clan, you can't have the idea of ​​committing suicide, even if it's for me. You can't rush forward like this , you still have me." When Liu Moran heard this, his body froze, and then his eyes showed warmth and relief. This person understands him, understands his helplessness, understands his psychological bitterness, really understand him.Liu Moran's hands hanging on both sides of his body stretched out in the air, but they didn't fall down, and the warm breathing sound next to his ears said: "The prosperity of the race has nothing to do with you. It's just a natural replacement. When a family arrives, only The fact that there is only one person left is due to several generations, so don't carry such a heavy burden on your back." Liu Moran's eyes were a little moist, and his hand in mid-air landed on Leng Xuanyan's shoulder lightly, but said: "Let go, what nonsense." Hearing this, Leng Xuanren let go of his hand, and Liu Moran picked up the cloth bag that contained the corpse in his hand without paying attention, but saw an ancient book "Ziwei Miscellaneous Records" appearing under the cloth bag .