I have been assisting these years

Xie Xiaozhi kept talking to Qi Jin. She was worried about the battle situation, but she had to guard Qi Jin.

Waiting helplessly until the east is white, and then the sun rises, the golden sunlight shines on the window lattice, the snow outside has melted a lot, and the ice edge falls on the steps, making a plopping sound.

She was very tired, and desperately opened her eyes to wait for a result.

In the end, he couldn't make it through, and fell asleep holding Qi Jin's hand.

She was very restless in her dreams. She dreamed that Yuqing Que was gone, that her senior sisters and brothers were all separated, and that her master never came back...

She didn't seem to be herself in the dream, and it seemed that she had always been that little street performer, gritted her teeth and practiced juggling in order to eat a hot steamed bun. It was so cold in winter that her hands were cracked by the cold, and she still had to practice kung fu.

The class leader is very fierce, beats people mercilessly, and doesn't allow her to cry.

Her happiest thing every day is to eat. A pot of hot water and a steamed bun, soaked in water, will give her a very satisfying feeling of fullness.

If they didn't make a lot of money the next day, not only would they have no food, but they would also be beaten several times.

In the winter in the dream, she was poured with a basin of cold water, and she shivered from the cold.

She wanted to cry, but she would be beaten if she cried out, so she could only suppress her sobs, her throat hurt...

A hand touched her head, like a comfort.

Qi Jin looked at the little junior sister who was resting on the back of his hand and trembling in dreams, and sighed.

Her face was extremely pale, and the long-lost sunlight outside shone on her face, adding a bit of vitality.

Xie Xiaozhi still woke up. She was nervous at first, but now she opened her eyes in a daze. When she saw Qi Jin with her eyes open, she didn't react for a while.

"Master... senior sister?"

Her voice was a little hoarse after holding it in for a long time, and her throat was a little sore. Finally, she reached out and touched Qi Jin's face.

Qi Jin grabbed this hand and said, "Don't touch anything indecent."

Her voice was also a little hoarse, her lips were a little dry, and she was about to ask Xie Xiaozhi to pour her a cup of tea to moisten her throat, but she heard the other party wail loudly, and then threw herself on her.

Qi Jin almost fell down again, she was a little passive to bear this enthusiasm, she could only coax her, and patted Xie Xiaozhi's back, "Why are you crying, am I not dead?"

Her tone was still unserious, and while drinking water, she heard Xie Xiaozhi make some short stories.

He also heard the constant rumble outside, and knew that that day would finally come.

She got out of bed, and the days of recuperating on the bed made her lose a lot of weight, and her belt was longer.

The scabbard that Xie Xiaozhi thought was too heavy was easily picked up by Qi Jin.

The cold air rushed over Qi Jin's body for a moment, but she felt that this feeling was a little familiar.

As soon as she touched her hand, Leng Qiuzi's voice came from her mind, presumably it was the previous entrustment.

It is rumored that there is an artifact in Suihai, which was lost tens of thousands of years ago after the war between the Taoist school and the ancient ghost clan.

Was dragged into Suihai by the retired ancient ghost clan.

According to legend, it is the nemesis of the ghost clan. This is what the ancestors most wanted to regain after the Penglai prophecy. However, the ancient ghost clan in Suihai is too vicious. The Daomeng guards outside the boundary of Suihai all the year round. The ghost clan, who really doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, reappears.

The seal tens of thousands of years ago is still strong, but if you want to take out the artifact, you have to pay a huge price.

Yu Qingque had the highest reputation in the Dao League, and the disciples they sent were not bad in cultivation. All sects also sent disciples, and the elders of the Dao League followed, but they did not expect that the final casualties were still so tragic.

With the sea there are artifacts.

But no one knows what the artifact is.

The artifact has no form, and the disciples who brought the artifact out of Suihai didn't know what the artifact looked like, so they handed it over to the Daoist League for management.

And Leng Qiuzi asked to look at the weapon several times but was rejected, so she knew that the Daomeng people had two hearts.

Later, she and Feng Changyu went out to kill the ghost clan, and she asked Feng Changyu to save people first, and she was alone.

One of those who besieged her was Xue Yu, Zhe Lin's leader.

Both Xue Yu and Leng Qiuzi were born in Jingu, and Quezhu was also born here, so she is somewhat related to Xue Yu.

After chatting, I found out that Xue Yu and Qi Jin had actually fought against each other. I also knew that Xue Yu was confused by the current situation.

On the other side of the Daomeng, the artifact Guanghua was broken, but they didn't expect it to be a scabbard.

If it is a sword, everyone knows how to kill the enemy, but with the scabbard, there is nothing to do.

Xue Yu stole the artifact in a snowy night, and sent it to Yuqingque according to Leng Qiuzi's instructions.

And when Qi Jin picked it up, he knew the subtleties.

Her epee was a gift from Qi Lin when she was born Jingyu. At the beginning, she disliked this sword because it was ugly, heavy, and cold. It could not even be shown off except that it was useful in Xia Tian.

At that time, Qi Lin knocked on her head and sighed.

"What do you know, maybe it's a peerless sword that will make you famous."

When Leng Qiuzi saw her epee for the first time, she also said it was a good sword.

But Qi Jin didn't feel it, but this sword has already entered into a subordinate relationship with her, that is, the sword of natal life, and it is quite troublesome to change it. She has made do with it for so many years and is used to it.

Unexpectedly, everything is like gears, one bites one by one, with incomparable precision.

Even if she does it all over again, the way of heaven has paved the way, and she has no choice.

So did she choose this path, or did this path choose her?

It doesn't matter anymore at this time.

She has found many scabbards for her Wuzhen over the years, but none of them are suitable, and it cost her a lot of money to store the old and torn fabric in the sword bag.

Now that the scabbard is here, it has to be useful.

Xie Xiaozhi always felt that Qi Jin's strange power was unimaginable. Seeing the other party easily holding the scabbard and inserting his own sword in it, he realized that there was another thing he didn't give.

"this."

Qi Jin picked up the bamboo slips, with a page of yellow paper sandwiched inside. Once he opened it, the streamer flashed, and the next second it was normal.

She picked it up and looked at it. It was very transparent, but it was also very heavy.

A letter fell, and it was easy to identify who wrote it, but it was a little difficult to recognize what was written.

"You brat can't write well."

She muttered something, and as she recognized the content on it, her face became more and more ugly the more she looked at it, and finally put away the Wanzhen paper, and patted Xie Xiaozhi on the shoulder, "I have to go."

The sun at noon is quite strong, but the sun in winter will not make people feel hot.

"Thank you, Xiaozhi."

Qi Jin called her junior sister.

Xie Xiaozhi said, "The Moon Gate is handed over to you."

Before Xie Xiaozhi could ask a question, Qi Jin's figure disappeared.

The Que was in a mess, Feng Zhi was exhausted, a disciple supported her.

The ghost clan also suffered a lot of casualties, and the red fox had several wounds on his face.

Feng Zhi's sound repair is almost unmatched by anyone, wave after wave, provoking the violent string of the ghost clan.

A heavy blow rushed towards Feng Zhi, Feng Zhi really didn't have the strength to pluck the strings again, the only ghost left was Chihu, she wanted to kill him herself.

But at this moment, the power is very different, all she can do is to push away the disciples around her.

Then close your eyes and die.

"Master hasn't come yet?"

A voice sounded, Qi Jin blocked the move and helped the star gate chief who was panting heavily.

She knew that Feng Zhi and Leng Qiuzi had put in a lot of effort for her, so she sighed, "Why can't your own alchemy bring back more energy and blood?"

She is still poor.

Feng Zhi glared at Qi Jin, and Qi Jin touched his nose.

The disciple who handed over the person to the side said, "I'll do it."

She didn't quite understand why a scabbard could be called a divine weapon, but when she held Wuzhen, she found that the scabbard had already merged with the epee. The ghost will be very sensitive to this breath.

Of the four ghost generals of the ghost clan, only the red fox remained alive in the battle of the three realms. Among the ghost generals who reappeared this time, except for He Tian, ​​who is an ancient ghost clan, almost no one can understand the meaning of this chill.

The ancient ghost clan was born in the deep sea, and they also fear the cold stones in the deep sea.

The cold stone is extremely precious, there is a thousand-year cold stone under Jingyu Island.Back then, the sword with the scabbard was forged from Suihai's cold stone. It was destroyed by the ghost clan in that battle, but the scabbard was even harder, and was finally brought back to Suihai by the ghost clan.

lingering in the birthplace, there are very few ancient ghosts left, and their vitality has also dropped a lot, so the monk took away the artifact in the mission of Suihai.

The red fox vomited a mouthful of blood, Qi Jin was holding an epee, but his movements were exceptionally light.

Every move she made was extremely tricky, but it didn't take long for her to find that the ghost energy on her body was growing and changing with the weapon, and she actually restrained her martial arts.

But she didn't show any flaws on her face, and she was still fighting the red fox.

I don't know how many rounds passed, cold sweat dripped down her face, just at this time Leng Qiuzi came over, she looked very embarrassed, as if she also encountered a big change on the way.

"Leave this to me, you go to Tianheng Mountain!"

There was a wound on Leng Qiuzi's face, which was still dripping when she spoke, holding a long sword in her hand, and glanced at Feng Zhi.

And the red fox laughed, "It's you again."

……

It was completely dark, and when Qi Jin arrived at Tianheng Mountain, he found that the surrounding area had been razed to the ground.

The place that was supposed to be a cliff has completely turned into an isolated island. Two figures, one black and one white, intertwine instantly, but it is obvious that the black one has the upper hand.

Feng Changyu was panting, her sweat soaked her dressing gown, and her long hair that was only mixed with white was now snow white.

In recent days, Shisanjue has rapidly overdrawn her life, and the ostentatious accessories before have disappeared, her hair is disheveled, and she is extremely embarrassed.

As for Yan Qi, who was holding a halberd, even though his clothes were torn, the madness on his face remained undiminished.

"What's the use of you doing this?" Her voice was full of joy, and she said that the halberd was still brushing against Feng Changyu's body, the cloth was blooming, and blood was flying, "We should be people living in the dark together. , why do you want to oppose me?"

"If I had known about your existence earlier, I would definitely not have let you go to Yuqingque... Hahahaha, you should live in the dark place with me. What I suffered, you should suffer too!"

Her voice is very hoarse, and it is almost difficult to distinguish between men and women. The fusion of the power of the two-point ghost mark is enough to make her strength skyrocket. Feng Changyu's Jintian Thirteen Absolute Books are the secret books of cultivation, and the ghost energy in her blood cannot be exorcised. While practicing, he tortured her repeatedly, and the more she hated, the more pain she felt, and the more sober she became.

"what do you know?"

Feng Changyu never responded to Yan Qi's provocation from the beginning to the end, and Yan Qi's hatred was undisguised. For a few moments, Feng Changyu almost thought that the other party also hated ghosts.

But even then, they were never the same.

Fate gave them the same starting point, but because of different turning points, they went to completely opposite paths.

Yan Qi hates it completely, she doesn't want to be manipulated, but she is still manipulated, she is like a test subject being pulled, the only thing that stands out is the occasional perverseness and indulgence.

Feng Changyu hated it completely, she wanted to strip it off, but she couldn't strip it off, she turned herself into a weapon, and the only thing she could overcome was the uncontrollable emotion.

Her vision was hazy, Yan Qi's halberd pierced her body, the momentary pain caused her to fall to her knees, but she stood up quickly, and slapped the opponent's shoulder.

Wen Xuanqing, who was watching the battle, was even more anxious, but the next moment he saw Qi Jin rushing over, his anxiety turned into joy in an instant.

Knowing Feng Changyu's plan, he held back Qi Jin who was about to rush over in a hurry.

"What are you doing!"

Qi Jin saw Feng Changyu's kneeling figure, although it was only for a moment, it overlapped with the figure in his memory, and he couldn't help but think of the ending.

If you cut your heart open, you will never die with peace in your eyes.

Feng Changyu couldn't die like this.

Why did it end like this in the end?

She was trembling all over, almost unable to listen to Wen Xuanqing's words, but she had to force herself to listen, because it was Feng Changyu's confession.

It was late at night, but the fighting teams at the bottom of the cliff hadn't stopped. The mountain wind blew up Qi Jin's and Wen Xuanqing's identical robe feet, but it couldn't blow away the frown between her brows.

Her fists were clenched and loosened, tears were rolling in her eyes, she was biting the Wanzheng paper, shaking with her whole body.

Wen Xuanqing gritted his teeth, watched Feng Changyu fall down again and again, and stood up again and again, his white hair was blown by the night wind, and watched her long sword be raised, turning into a line of sword light in the air.

it's time.

Wen Xuanqing's long sword shot out, he is good at archery, Qi Jin once laughed at his low luck as an archer, but he never thought that there would be such a day when he would shoot an arrow at the elder sister.

Qi Jin praised Wen Xuanqing's archery skills.

Indeed.

An arrow pierced through Feng Changyu's back, and the poison of the monster race that could win the Battle of the Three Realms was applied to the arrow, piercing through Feng Changyu's body, and also piercing Yan Qi's body.

In the past, she was punished countless times by Feng Changyu. She drew the ghost-suppressing talisman after many years, and she actually remembered every stroke.

Lord of the ghost clan, there is no talisman to suppress.

According to legend, only the holy seal of the ghost clan can be used for self-suppression, and another method is the ghost-suppressing talisman on Wanzhen paper, which is divided into three ghost seals——

Qi Jin was stepping on the mountain wind, she was trembling with her pillowless hand, the cold air and the breath of the ghost seal in her body counteracted, making her vomit blood.

She felt that the cold was piercing through her heart, but she could only close her eyes, and had no choice but to stab the sword wrapped in extreme cold into the bodies of the two people.

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