my magic sword system

"Yang Chuming is tired, I let him rest early." Murong Yan said.

"Have more haste and take your time." Xi Wang Yu Wenxi nodded and said approvingly.

Murong Yan nodded, and then seemed to be thinking about something.

"What are you thinking, Yan'er?"

"I just had a dream, a nightmare I often have."

"Oh?" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi looked puzzled.

"Maybe it's because during the day I remembered the experience of Yang Chuming's family being ruined, and I thought about it day by day, so I had another dream."

"What did you dream about?"

"There are fires all around me, there are a lot of villains, they are killing my family, my parents put me under them, they use their lives to protect me, then a little boy ran away with me, we I was running away, and the villains were chasing after me. The little boy led those villains away to save me. I was waiting, waiting, but I didn't see him coming back, so I cried, cried, and cried until I woke up. Foster father, I have always felt that dream was telling my past. I vaguely remember that I have an older brother who always calls me Little Bell. Do you know foster father? Do I have an elder brother? My Were the parents hurt by others? Foster father, please tell me, tell me the truth, okay?"

"I don't remember!" Xi Wang Yu Wenxi said with a sigh.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi turned around to leave after finishing speaking.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi only took a few steps when Murong Yan came over and grabbed his arm.

"Father! Father! I know you still remember! You remember! You just don't want to tell me, you are afraid that I will be sad, right? I have grown up, I have become strong, father, can you tell me ? I beg you. Foster father, I beg you!" Murong Yan said with tears.

While begging, Murong Yan bent her knees and was about to kneel on the ground.

King Xi Yu Wenxi shook her head and helped Murong Yan up.

"Get up! Listen to Yifu slowly explaining to you."

"Thank you foster father, thank you foster father!" Murong Yan wiped away tears.

Xi Wang Yu Wenxi brought Murong Yan to the stone table and chairs in the courtyard, let Murong Yan sit down, and sat down herself, and then began to talk about the past.

"Speaking of which, it was already 20 years ago. You were only three years old at that time. That day I found that you were injured and bleeding all over your body. It was on you that I found this jade pendant when you brought it home." Xi Wang Yu Wenxi pointed to the half jade pendant in Murong Yan's hand and said.

"The word Murong is written on the back of this, but I have asked all the big families in the capital, but there is no one with the surname Murong. I guess this may be your mother's surname. In this way, you will live in my house. You were very special when you were young. I like dancing knives and swords, but I don't like writing. Whenever I ask you to write, you insist on grinding ink for me. In addition, you are lively, so I call you Yan'er. On the one hand, it is the same as Yan, on the other It means that you are a lively girl, like a little swallow. And this half of jade? Maybe it was left by your relatives, and the other half is carried by your brother. You still have a chance to meet again, as long as there is If you wish, don't give up." Xi Wang Yu Wenxi said in a deep tone.

Murong Yan nodded and said: "I won't give up, I will find my brother one day~"

At this time, Murong Yan suddenly thought of a person whose eyebrows always gave her a sense of déjà vu.

"It's all war and chaos. I don't know how many families and happiness have been ruined. How much the people of Liming, who have suffered from wars and chaos, hope to have a safe and happy life." Xi Wang Yuwenxi said with emotion.

"Father, I will definitely use my life to defend our country and not let the children of our country repeat my previous nightmare." Murong Yan said.

"Yan'er, foster father sees that you are so promising now, I think your parents will feel it and be gratified when they are alive." Xi Wang Yu Wenxi said.

"Father, I thank you for adopting me, thank you for accepting me as a foster daughter, you not only taught me swordsmanship, but also taught me the principles of life, thank you foster father." Murong Yan said.

In a certain forest, Sikong Chen took two identical scepters and dug up in one place.

The Divine Sword of Lu Dian is hidden in Sikong Chen's scepter, but the Divine Sword of Lu Dian has been coveted by people all the time. Now that Sikong Chen is seriously injured, it is really easy to cause accidents with the Divine Sword of Lu Dian.

Sikong Chen buried Lu Dian Divine Sword well, marked it, held another scepter, and laughed. He was very satisfied with the design of this scepter, and it had nothing to do with the scepter that concealed Lu Dian Divine Sword. the difference.

The real Lu Dian Divine Sword has been buried by him. As for this fake scepter, it is naturally a means to get rid of others chasing and killing him.

Si Kongchen took a fake scepter and set out on the road.

After walking for a long time, Sikong Chen was halfway there, when the four cold-blooded assassins found him again and surrounded him!

"We meet again!" Sikong Chen said.

"Just to see you guys out of nothing, why bother chasing me so hard!" The killer Yitian said with a gloomy expression.

"You, Zhao Guo's spy, are not a good person. Don't you just want to draw out the Qingshuang Excalibur with the Lu Dian Excalibur, so that the two swords can be combined?" Killer Haoyue said with a sneer.

"How could our Great Chu's divine sword fall into the hands of an outsider like you!" The killer Wumeng said arrogantly.

"Then come." Sikong Chen said coldly.

The four cold-blooded killers attacked Sikong Chen.

Sikong Chen has also learned his lesson this time. He knows that the four of them are powerful together, and he dare not face it head-on. Can't hold him.

Sikong Chen tossed and turned, changing his footsteps non-stop, and soon stood out from the encirclement of the four cold-blooded killers.

Seeing that the four cold-blooded killers were still chasing after him, he waved the scepter and fought with the four cold-blooded killers. As long as the four cold-blooded killers were not besieging him from all directions, he could almost handle it, but now he was suffering Injury, without recovery, simply can't do things that can only be done in this heyday state.

It's just that Sikong Chen is still thinking about how to get out of the current predicament, he is seriously injured, it is not suitable to fight for a long time, it is best to get out as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the scepter in Sikongchen's hand was snatched by Yitian, one of the four cold-blooded killers. Sikongchen's complexion changed drastically, but he was still a little complacent. Isn't this fake scepter used for this purpose?

Sikong Chen turned around, performed lightness kung fu, and fled away.

"Heh, old man!" The killer Haoyue spat and said.

"Forget it." The killer Yitian said: "Now we have what we want, and his life or death is no longer important."