Yu Wu

The cold air in the cave was very heavy, and there was a strange fragrance of powder and powder, as well as the stench of corpse water, all mixed together.The ground was littered with fragments of human bones, pieces of cloth, and even some unused human hearts and eyes were lying in a white porcelain platter in the corner.But in contrast to this gloomy situation, there are a pile of red cushions and golden tents with colorful butterflies in the depths of the cave.

In the depths of the tent, a naked woman was curled up mourning and crying.She was already very unconscious, and she didn't even have the slightest reaction to other people entering the cave.

Yue Chenqing was taken aback: "Why is this flower picker a woman?"

Just after Yue Chenqing finished saying this, a hand suddenly stretched out from the pile of soft red pillows and ruthlessly strangled the girl!Before she could scream, she was dragged into the red waves by that hand. Then, a pale-skinned man got up from the mattress and pressed down, biting the girl's lips hard in front of her face.

In the blink of an eye, the girl's soul seemed to be sucked away, her hands were hanging down limply, her eyes were wide open, and she died...

The man sucked his soul, then raised his head——

This person has a clear face, long eyes, slightly sunken cheekbones, a few strands of long black hair hanging around his face, making him look very thin.

He is the real "flower picker".

A little silence.

Mo Xi said, "...it's you."

The man licked his wet lips and said with a smile, "Mr. Xihe has seen me?"

"... seen."

They've seen it.

Many years ago, on the battlefield in the northern border, Mo Xi was alone in a dangerous situation, surrounded by demon wolves domesticated by the Liao Kingdom, unable to escape for a while.At that time, a young monk in green clothes came to him with a sword, and his swordsmanship was ethereal and wonderful, and he joined forces with Mo Xi, who had never lived before, to repel those thousands of demon wolves.

When the monk in blue was about to leave, Mo Xi wanted to persuade him to stay and thank him, but the monk just turned his head and smiled, his brows and eyes were gentle, and the blue ribbon in his hair fluttered in the wind.

"Passing by to help, it's a little effort."

There were faint smile marks on his cheeks, "Why should the military master worry about it?"

Haoran Chuxue, Qingzheng sword master.

——That was the Li Qingqian that Mo Xi had seen with his own eyes.

Therefore, although many traces of Duan Shui swordsmanship were found on the body after the Hongyanlou bloody incident, Mo Xi still couldn't be sure until he saw his real deity.

Murong Lian had seen Li Qingqian's portrait in Heroes, so he obviously recognized him at this time, he was startled, and said sharply, "Why are you?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it is." Li Qingqian got up, kicked Miss Lan's limp corpse aside casually, and said sarcastically, "Could it be that runaway cook?"

He sneered and said, "That trash is just a pawn in my hand. If he was half as good as I am, would you lock him up for so many years?"

When it comes to yin and yang, Murong Lian will never admit defeat.After Murong Lian was surprised, the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and he said: "Hehe, that's weird, Duan Shui Jian Li Qingqian is a well-known master of Yunye, who is famous all over the world. When I saw him today, it turned out that he was just a A flower picker who likes to suck people's essence and blood, eat meat and dig out their hearts. It really opened my eyes, amazing, amazing."

But who would have thought that after Li Qingqian said these words, before Li Qingqian could speak, Yue Chenqing who was beside him suddenly froze for a moment, and said, "Isn't that right?"

"What's wrong?"

Yue Chenqing said: "He's not Li Qingqian. He, he is obviously..."

He hesitated for a while, and seemed not so sure of his judgment, but finally said: "He is not a living person, he is just a sword spirit!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Li Qingqian's face froze suddenly.

He slowly rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yue Chenqing.At this time, the smile on his face had not faded completely, but the fierceness in his eyes was already on the verge of breaking out.

Yue Chenqing couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, and moved her steps to hide behind Mo Xi.However, Li Qingqian grinned and grinned: "This little brother is a real person, can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Yue..."

"Why are you answering him!" Mo Xi raised his long leg and kicked him fiercely, and said angrily, "You think you are still a student of the academy, and you will answer every question?!"

Yue Chenqing shook her head with a rattle, and hurriedly said, "My name is not Yue——"

Li Qingqian raised his head, opened his bright red skirt, laughed loudly, and interrupted him: "Okay. I only need to know your surname Yue. Chonghua Yue's family is one of the best forging weapons in the 28 countries of Kyushu. Aristocratic family, it's no wonder that Wang Shuxi and the two gods didn't see the clues, but you, a little ghost, saw it clearly."

Yue Chenqing liked to hide behind on the battlefield. At this time, there were only three people and a bamboo warrior in the cave. He was suddenly focused, and he couldn't help being very nervous, cowering like a quail.

"I I I..."

Mo Xi kicked back, and after kicking, he still pulled Yue Chenqing back, protecting him behind him, and asked sideways, "Is he the one who fought you in the wine shop?"

"Yes, it is……"

"Why didn't you recognize that it was a sword spirit?"

"At that time, I just felt that he had a familiar smell..." Yue Chenqing murmured, "Do you remember Mr. Xihe? I told you. Now that I think about it, it's the spirit of sword spirit, but... "

"It's just that I deliberately suppressed it at that time." Li Qingqian took his words and said with a sneer, "Plus, this young master Yue and I only split a few tricks. He is young and wants to come to the Yue family's forging and appraising weapons." I have never mastered all the means. That's why I can't think of an answer for a while."

He paused, licked the tip of his lips, and said, "But Young Master Yue, I think what your parents need to teach you most is not refining weapons. It's another thing."

Yue Chenqing was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"That is, even if you know something, it's best to pretend..." Before the words were finished, the person rose into the air, summoned an iron sword, and stabbed towards Yue Chenqing, biting out the last three words :"have no idea--!"

Seeing the sword approaching, Yue Chenqing screamed, "Help, Lord Xihe!"

Mo Xi pushed Yue Chenqing to Murong Lian, and he went up to meet him. With a flash of red light, he turned into a long blade and collided with Li Qing shallowly.

Sword Spirit... Sword Spirit...

That's it!

No wonder the wounds on those corpses were caused by evil spirits and ordinary weapons.Li ghosts generally don't use weapons to hurt people, and they don't maintain a clear consciousness, so it is impossible to write inscriptions on the wall.And if it's a sword spirit, then everything makes sense.

In order to make the weapons more powerful and flexible, some weapon refiners in the mainland of Kyushu, in addition to the general spirit-enchanting, would sacrifice swords with living people.However, this method is too cruel. Twenty countries headed by Chonghua have abolished this sword tempering method long ago, but the Liao country is the one that uses this method the most.

The soul enters the sword, or falls into eternal sleep in the long river of time, never to wake up again.Or the obsession is hard to dissipate, and it can slowly reunite in human form.The reincarnated sword spirit can almost be said to have the same appearance and behavior as a living person, but it is full of evil spirits.Since maintaining the transformation requires a lot of spiritual power, if one's own cultivation is not enough, one will be like Li Qingqian, who can only achieve his goals by eating the hearts and flesh of monks and absorbing the souls of the weak.

This kind of transformed sword spirit is often very powerful, and every move is better than before.But they also have a very fatal weakness - this is exactly the reason why Li Qingqian was so angry after being pointed out by Yue Chenqing, and wanted to kill Yue Chenqing desperately -

Their bodies cannot fall into enemy hands.

In other words, as long as the carrier weapon of the sword spirit itself is obtained, or sealed, or destroyed, then no matter how powerful the sword spirit is, it can only be captured with nothing!

Murong Lian obviously thought of this part too, taking advantage of the fight between Mo Xi and the sword spirit, he dragged Yue Chenqing aside and asked him: "You said that Li Qingqian is a sword spirit, then can you find a way to destroy his body?" find out?"

"I'll try!" Yue Chenqing closed his eyes as he said that, forming a formation with his hands, after a while, he opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at Murong Lian in a daze.

Murong Lian wondered, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"..." Yue Chenqing said in disbelief, "Brother Murong...his body...his body is on your body!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A bong hit Yue Chenqing's forehead, and Murong Lian said angrily, "How dare you say that I and Liao Guo's running dogs are in the same group?"

"I didn't, I didn't! I just said that his body is, is—"

"Not on me!"

"……OK."

Murong Lian pressed his head angrily: "Try again!"

Yue Chenqing had no choice but to try again, but after trying three or four times, she finally opened her eyes, not even daring to speak, and stared at Murong Lian aggrievedly.Murong Lian's face was a little blue, his lips were pursed, and he wanted to take a breath to calm his heart, but when he remembered that he had stabbed a female corpse in the mouth with a bong, he felt sick, so he put the bong on Yue Chenqing's clothes Wipe back many times.

While wiping, he suddenly thought of something, his expression froze, and the movements of his hands gradually slowed down.

"Wait a minute." He pondered, "...it's true...it might be on me."

After he finished speaking, he took a look at Li Qingqian and Mo Xi, who had broken the clouds with sword qi, and saw that Li Qingqian would not be able to get past Mo Xi to come to them for a while, so he hurriedly pulled Yue Chenqing, trying to turn to the hidden place behind the rocks. everywhere.Li Qingqian was not stupid, he caught a glimpse of their movements from the corner of his eye, snorted and turned his sword to the side, trying to chase after them.

But after only a few feet away, Mo Xi's deep and cold voice was heard behind him: "Shu Ran, Hua Ling!"

Li Qingqian was startled, he heard the sound of explosions behind him, the red light reflected the whole cave like a sea of ​​flames, a spirit snake as tall as three people rushed out of the fiery red, rushed towards Li Qingqian, and stopped him the way to go.Li Qingqian turned her head and said angrily: "Mo Xi, don't go too far! Others don't know about those scandals between you and Gu, but I know very well! After you came back, what did you say to him in Luomei Bieyuan? I know it too! If you stop me again, I will definitely destroy your name!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Xi just glanced at him coldly, holding a whip in his hand that echoed the spirit of recklessness, took a moment, and uttered a word: "Go."

Ruan ran towards Li Qingqian.

Li Qingqian shouted: "The surname is Mo! You really don't care what I say?!"

"I care what you say." Mo Xi narrowed his eyes, with a contemptuous expression on his face, "Will anyone believe you if you say it?"

"you--!"

But Li Qingqian knew that Mo Xi's words were true. Mr. Mo had been upright and upright since he was young, and he would never do anything reckless. He had no interest in good-looking men or soft women. I am afraid that only Gu Mang will be the only stain and scandal on this man.I have the body of an evil spirit, even if it can be said that everything is reasonable, no one will believe it.What if I believe it?

Now he gritted his teeth and turned his head, fighting with Shuan Ran Snake.

The bamboo warrior ran around wanting to help, Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang who was still sleeping tied to it, raised his hand, and dropped a protective barrier, trapping him in it.

Bamboo Warrior: "Da da da! Ah da!!"

Mo Xi said, "Stay inside and don't move."

The bamboo samurai seemed to be frustrated with his inability to contribute, his head drooped, and even Gu Mang's drooped.After a while, it opened its hands, stood up listlessly, and began to act like a scarecrow.

After Stone Forest.

Yue Chenqing squatted on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the pile of miniature small weapons in front of her, swords, sticks and whips the size of fingernails, everything, all of which came out of Murong Lian's bag.

"These were confiscated from the captives of Luomei Bieyuan." Murong Lian said, "Although their masters have had their spirit cores abolished, the weapons may not be willing to change hands, and there is a lot of resentment."

Yue Chenqing said in surprise: "Brother Murong, it's very dangerous for you to bring so many unowned magical weapons with you. If they transform into spirits, it will be a big disaster!"

Murong Lian gave him a blank look, and took his kindness as a donkey: "I'm not a fool. This Qiankun pouch was made by your father before his death, and it has his seal on it. Let alone hundreds of weapons, it can be counted as thousands of weapons." I can bear it too. What's more, I have already asked your father to pull out the spirit bodies of all these weapons, suppress them in the clear spring pool of Luomei Bieyuan, and raise seven or fourty-nine golden carps in the pool. What's more Not to mention that Luomei Bieyuan itself has a barrier to prevent evil spirits from escaping, generally..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped.

Then, as if thinking of something, his complexion slowly turned pale, and he murmured: "I understand..."

"Brother Murong, what do you understand?"

Murong Lian said: "I understand how the sword spirit Li Qingqian escaped from Luomei Bieyuan."