Tian Yan 49

The sharp and bright sword light emerged in the dark night, and half-moon arcs passed silently across the surface of the silvery spring, piercing straight towards Shuangjiang's surface.Shuang Jiang swung his knife to chop the sword light into pieces, and he was taken aback for a little bit of unfamiliar familiarity... This kind of familiarity is not a familiarity that is evenly matched, but a familiarity that makes him want to turn his head and run away, but before he can get out of here He was puzzled by what came out of the familiar middle product, the man's sword came so suddenly that he couldn't see it clearly, only a ray of light hurt his eyes.

Shuang Jiang subconsciously raised the knife to meet him, the huge force almost knocked him to the ground, he twisted his waist and slid past the side of the blade, dodged a little on the spring water, and landed lightly on the other side of the bank.

He didn't dare to use the power of the Golden Crow blatantly in the heaven, but the environment in the heaven was different from that of the human world, anyone without wings had to walk on the ground, even the emperor of heaven couldn't fly.

Shuang Jiang didn't want to get too entangled with him, he was about to run when he landed, but he stopped when he took a step out - he saw a silver arc light up on the ground at the end of his eyes, forming a complete circle, covering the whole mountain within range.

This person's mental field can drive so far and still run a fart, even Shuang Jiangfei can't fly out.

Shuang Jiang turned around and slashed the knife, the temperature on the knife soared, and as soon as he lowered his body, centered on the man, the field of invisible sword intent suddenly opened, and the sharp sword intent fell towards Shuang Jiang like a torrential rain.

Shuang Jiang's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't have time to speak. A faint red circle lit up on the ground where he was, and then the flames rolled up in the sword field, stably propping up thousands of sword lights.Shuangjiang hurriedly scatter a gust of sword wind, and the words that were about to blurt out were interrupted by the oncoming sword blade. Raising his eyes, he was facing a pair of light-colored pupils drooping upwards.

This interlacing was extremely fast, yet extremely slow, so slow that Frost Jiang could see a thick layer of moonlight veil covering his eyelashes, casting mottled shadows.

Shuang Jiang held his breath for a moment, and his emotions went blank.As soon as the sharp edge missed, Shuang Jiang took a step forward and just opened his mouth, but the man swung his sword again, Shuang Jiang had no choice but to raise the knife to meet him, and then was directly crushed to the ground.The blade of the sword pierced the wind and came towards Shuang Jiang's face, Shuang Jiang turned his head hastily, the blade of the sword pierced the ground against the side of his neck, Ming Hong's knife bounced and flew into the pool, the skylark fluttered and flew up, throwing off the water all over his body.

Shuang Jiang stared blankly at a face that was close at hand.Those beautiful eyes were out of focus, the lips were pursed, the eyebrows were sharp and cold, and the brows were slightly frowned, as if with annoyance, the hair on the shoulders fell down and fell on Shuang Jiang's face, as cool and slippery as water.

Shuang Jiang asked in a daze, "Li Shuyan...?"

These three words woke him up, and Li Shuyan's eyes finally got real, and they fell into Shuangjiang's vertical pupils.

Li Shuyan blinked, stood up for a moment, his voice was a little hoarse after sleeping for a long time: "Shuangjiang? I'm sorry, I—"

He frowned and cleared his throat, and recovered his cool voice: "Sorry, I didn't wake up just now, did I hurt you?"

Shuang Jiang sat up, heard the words and said: "I remember you always suffered from insomnia when you were on Sushen Peak, are you alright now?"

Li Shuyan still seemed to be a little unconscious, and answered what he asked: "Well, well, after reshaping the body—"

Li Shuyan paused suddenly, as if he finally woke up and remembered where this place was, and turned around with a bit of surprise: "Shuangjiang? When did you arrive in the heaven?"

It was the first time for Shuang Jiang to see such a confused Li Shuyan, and he found it interesting, and also regretted that his state would not last long, and said with a smile: "Just arrived."

Li Shuyan frowned: "What are you doing here?"

Shuang Jiang opened his mouth and didn't know where to start, so he shrugged and smiled: "It's a long story, let me think about where to start..."

Li Shuyan said quickly: "Then let's not talk about it. I heard that your ethnic group was ordered to be killed by the Emperor of Heaven. Do you have a place to go now?"

Shuang Jiang's words twitched on the tip of his tongue, and the words came out: "Not yet. I plan to go to Yanggu to have a look."

Li Shuyan said: "Do you want to follow me?"

Shuang Jiang was in a trance for a while, as if he had returned to the starting point in 36 years. That day, the morning light was burning like fire, and the young man asked him softly, "Would you like to follow me to cultivate immortality?"

He couldn't refuse, so he said, "Okay."

Li Shuyan approached and looked at him carefully.

"Long time no see, you have grown taller." Li Shuyan said, "But you have lost some weight."

These simple words almost crashed into Shuangjiang's ears, and an unspeakable sourness suddenly overflowed from his chest, but it was very weak, so weak that he can now smoothly suppress this emotion, pressing it deep, deep At the bottom of the valley, with the blazing youth, a thick layer of fallen leaves will never be corrupted.

Minghong spread his wings and landed on Li Shuyan's shoulder. Li Shuyan raised his hand to poke its stomach, and naturally stretched out his other hand to Shuangjiang.Shuang Jiang hesitated for a moment, but still took his hand, stood up with strength, lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "Yeah, long time no see."

"stop."

After the sound came, Mo Zhinian paused with his hand on the door, stopped, and stood where he was without looking back.

"Where have you been?"

"It should have nothing to do with you, right?" Mo Zhinian said.His voice has always been ironed, every word is mellow, and the sentences he uttered are covered with harmless clothes. These words have a bit of flattering or coquettish meaning, and Sha Ze has goosebumps all over his body when he heard them: "What are you doing?" I speak well."

Mo Zhinian smiled, but said nothing.

"Xing Ge is looking for you." Sha Ze said, stepped forward two steps, leaned on the door frame with his shoulders folded, and carefully looked at the young man's face, "His complexion is not very good, you have been sued to the parents for what you did wrong ?”

Mo Zhinian frowned.

It is rare to see such an expression on his face. Sha Ze admired it for a while, and then said: "I don't like God of War very much. If you have any clues about him, please share with me. Maybe I will When you’re happy, you can even say a few nice words for you.”

Mo Zhinian thought to himself, I should thank your eight generations of ancestors if you don't make trouble.

Calamity and Disaster As the two notorious generals under the God of War, after working together for so many years, Mo Zhi figured out Sha Ze's character early on. This man is an out-and-out lunatic, and the greatest joy in his life is causing disasters and breaking rules. , but the madness is still principled and distinctive. Sometimes Mo Zhinian can go crazy with him, and they often join forces to cause harm to the world. The last spiritual spring was snatched with the help of Sha Ze.After weighing it, Mo Zhinian decided to take a risk, and smiled at Sha Ze: "I know that Xing Ge wants to do a big thing, but I don't want him to do it. How about doing me a favor?"

"Master God of War."

This call shattered the emptiness of the Temple of War God. The silver-armored god took off his armor and was wearing a dark uniform. He turned around expressionlessly and looked at the young man in white in the hall.He has a resolute and handsome face, and years of killing and killing have covered him with a majestic shell. At that station, his aura had already overwhelmed the cold-glowing weapons in the hall, which made people feel cold for no reason.

Mo Zhinian kept his head bowed in a salute posture and never looked at him.God of War looked at him for a while, then said slowly: "Mo Zhinian, don't push yourself too hard."

As soon as the words came out, if there was any substance in the court, the murderous aura drove Wen Nuan out of the hall, and frost blossomed on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Mo Zhinian kept his original posture and said lightly, "Your Excellency?"

"The disaster you brought to the world is the responsibility, and I don't care about you; you provoked the war in the world, and I took it for your merits, and I didn't say much; I have endured how many disasters you caused in this heaven, and now Do you still want to cut off the three springs of Spring God?" Xing Ge said, his anger burned like a prairie fire from the first word he uttered, he barely suppressed his killing intent, "I thought you were already killed in Yaochi Exactly, how many disasters have you caused for that broken sword, what else do you want me to express?!"

"I want to fix it." Mo Zhinian said quietly, unmoved.

"If you are thinking about the old love, you don't have to. If you can refine yourself into an artifact, you should know better than anyone else. If the sword breaks and the spirit is destroyed, even if the sword is repaired, a new sword spirit will only be born. The one you want to get back People will never come back!" God of War said, "What are you obsessed with?"

Mo Zhinian laughed at himself.

clinging to something...

It's just clinging to a home that I can't go back to.

Of course he knew it was too late and nothing could be redeemed, but how could he be reconciled.

"You want to kill me?" Mo Zhinian raised his eyes, "I am the last of the Mo family, you should think clearly."

God of War did not speak, the temperature in the hall dropped suddenly, and his breath turned into fog.

Mo Zhinian didn't take it seriously, and said softly: "During the ancient prehistoric period, the Protoss left the heavens and left a copy of "The Book of Heavenly Craftsmen" to the Mo family who was promoted to the heavens. This book is considered a half-sacred tool, and the Protoss can use it to create Everything... you want it, don't you?"

Mo Zhinian smiled: "It's a pity that this book disappeared when the Mo family was driven into the mortal world. The Emperor of Heaven also sent people down to find it. The God of War should have put in a lot of effort, but he still couldn't find it. Where is it? It's a pity, Lord God of War, if you have it, you can have the sundial scene for yourself—"

The God of War didn't move, but a black rune suddenly lit up on Mo Zhinian's body, and the rune burst out, spinning around him rapidly, twisting an invisible knife light into pieces.

The killing intent scattered from the fragments, filling the entire hall.

Daofeng picked up a strand of Mo Zhinian's hair, and he raised his eyes, which instantly turned into black and blood-red pupils, and still smiled: "Do you want to kill me, Xing Ge?"

"It's nonsense." God of War said, "Are you crazy? If you let Sundial continue to develop like this, both worlds of heaven and man will be destroyed by its explosion, and you will not be able to live. Why are you unwilling to repair it?"

When it explodes, it explodes, Mo Zhinian thought indifferently, it's not like he hasn't seen it before.

"I really can't kill you easily," God of War walked towards Mo Zhinian, holding a silver long knife in his hand, "Let me ask you one last time, do you want to repair the sundial scene?"

Mo Zhinian said: "No."

God of War said: "Very good."

The blade was like frost and snow, splitting the world into two parts. The black runes on Mo Zhinian's body collapsed. The light of the blade cut off the boy's limbs. Gouged it out.

Blood was splashed on God of War's face, and he squinted his eyes indifferently.

This is no longer a heart of flesh and blood, but more like some kind of crystal nucleus, which is connected to the body by a fine talisman chain.The God of War cut off the talisman chain indifferently, and Mo Zhinian lost all his strength suddenly, and his body fell into a pool of blood.

God of War pinched Mo Zhinian's chin, and a tiny needle appeared in his hand.Mo Zhinian panted, and raised his eyes blankly: "You... have studied..."

"I do know how to deal with people like you." God of War pierced Mo Zhinian's eyebrows with a needle, and said expressionlessly, "I told you earlier, just be obedient."

Mo Zhinian groaned in pain, and soon there was no movement. God of War violently pressed the heart that had been thrown aside back into his chest.When the heart returned to its original position, Mo Zhinian trembled like an electric shock. Dark runes emerged from the cuts of the limbs, crawled towards the stumps, and dragged them back slowly.

The God of War said: "Let me ask you, where is the "Tianjiang Pu"?"

Mo Zhinian looked at him and replied obediently: "I am."

God of War didn't think about the answer, thinking he heard it wrong: "What?"

"The heads of the Mo family in the past would refine themselves into the "Tianjiang Genealogy". Before the patriarch died, he would plant it into the blood of the heirs and pass it down from generation to generation."

The corners of God of War's eyes twitched slightly: "Is there a way to take it out?"

"I have become one with it, and unless I voluntarily pass it on to others, I can't take it out." Mo Zhinian said, "But my lord, only the blood of the Mo family can activate the "Tianjiangpu". If it’s dead, it’s completely useless.”