The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

"Boom, boom, boom," a thunderbolt hit the stone pillar mercilessly, causing screams and screams, and so did Tang Xingran.

Jiang Zijian on the shore felt that his breathing had stopped at this moment. The thunder seemed to have hit his heart directly, and he subconsciously wanted to rush towards that figure.

At this moment, the water mirror dissipated and the water surface returned to calm again. Ling Yun's cold voice sounded in Jiang Zijian's ears, "Don't waste your efforts. This is the land of heaven's punishment, and those who defy nature are imprisoned here. "After saying that, she held the Huaguang Sword again.

The sudden light on the shore instantly interrupted Ji Wule's rhythm of comforting her precious sword. She shouted at the shore: "Hey! Ling Yun, don't leave!"

Until the light ended, Ji Wule looked at the deserted river bank and sighed with emotion, "Oh God! When will I be able to be so awesome!"

"Boom--" She was responded to by several giant thunders. Ji Wule was bathed in the thunder, feeling the heart-wrenching love from Tiandao's father, "Your way of heaven and my way of heaven seem to be different!"

Jiang Zijian, who returned to the roof of the building again, kept flashing back to what he had just seen. His heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and the pain was dripping with blood.

"I was wrong, it was me who was wrong!" He covered his face with his hands and knelt on the ground, tears dripping from his fingers onto the dusty ground. His cry was bitter and hoarse, "Xingran, I'm sorry for you. "

Regret, heartache, guilt, self-blame, sadness... Too many emotions swallowed him up. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and stood up resolutely.

With him as the center, a large amount of demonic energy suddenly surged out from the surroundings. Jiang Zijian raised his head to the sky and roared, "Roar——" A loud roar resounded over the city, and several cracks appeared in the seal in Tang Jinchao's body.

Ling Yun tapped his feet lightly and jumped into the air. He waved the long sword in his hand, and several sword energy fell down, just in time to isolate the building from the outside world.

As the demon power quickly evaporated from Tang Jinchao's body, the seal in Tang Jinchao's body was completely shattered, followed by rolling thunder.

"Boom -" The thunder seemed to have gathered all its power and plunged straight down like a sharp sword. Tang Jinchao stood there with his eyes closed, obviously not fully awake yet.

At the critical moment, a huge three-tailed demon fox suddenly appeared behind him and shot straight into the sky. In an instant, the whole building shook violently, and countless cracks opened on the ground.

The giant fox transformed by Jiang Zijian's demonic soul tightly guarded Tang Jinchao, letting the sky thunder hit him again and again without retreating even half a step. At this moment, his heart was extremely determined, he must Help his Xingran protect Tang Jinchao!

Jiang Zijian stared at Tang Jinchao tenderly, as if looking at someone through him, then the huge fox head pressed against Tang Jinchao's forehead, and the next second two voices sounded at the same time, "With my soul, here The oath was sworn, the contract was concluded, and we will be together for life!"

The moment the contract was established, the building collapsed, and Tang Jinchao stood in the ruins with a blank look on his face, with a long sword floating in front of him.

Ling Yun stared at the unharmed Tang Jinchao indifferently, and suddenly she let out a chuckle, which turned out to be a soul contract.

Demons are different from humans. Just like Jiang Zijian was able to suppress Tang Jinchao, demon souls are much more powerful than human souls. Once the soul contract is reached, it is equivalent to handing over the soul to the other party. Throughout the ages, no demon beast has ever been willing to do so. Enter into such a contract that is extremely unequal to them.

Yu Jian flew to Tang Jinchao, "Tang Jinchao! Draw your sword!"

Looking at the oppressive Ling Yun in front of him, Tang Jinzhao hesitated, "I..."

"Draw the sword!" Ling Yun said again, her voice exuding a strength that could not be resisted, and Tang Jinzhao slowly approached the Yueshuang Sword in front of him.

He cheered for himself secretly, and then reached out and grasped the hilt of the Yueshuang sword. For a moment, he felt a cold air coming from his hand, reaching straight to his heart.

Tang Jinchao gritted his teeth and used almost all his strength, but what he didn't expect was that he would pull out the Yueshuang Sword without any effort at all.

He stared blankly at the long sword in his hand until Ling Yun's emotionless voice came, "From now on, you will be the Yueshuang Sword Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yun turned around and wanted to leave, but Tang Jinchao suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Master..."

Ling Yun paused, and she turned her head slightly and asked him: "What do you call me?"

"Master!" Tang Jinchao raised a smile, his voice louder and firmer. His memory was incomplete, but he had "seen" everything that happened tonight. He could come out of that dark house, most of the time. They are all Lingyun.

Ling Yun still flew away with his sword, but his originally calm voice suddenly became a little more awkward, "I do not accept disciples."

Tang Jinchao chased Ling Yun behind him, shouting as he ran, "I don't care, you are my master anyway."

Tang Jinzhao followed Ling Yun all the way, and finally caught up with Lin Yi. Of course, this was because Ling Yun let him go, intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Jinzhao sat carelessly in the assistant's seat, looking excitedly at the documents flying in the air and asked: "Master, where are we going now?"

Ling Yun separated a lot of her spiritual consciousness to deal with matters, but she played the game leisurely. When the game was over, she said calmly: "I want to return to the capital."

At that time, Tang Jinchao had fallen asleep on the table. Ling Yun glanced at him sideways and smiled with an unknown meaning. Things were getting more and more interesting.

The next morning, Tang Jinzhao was woken up by a phone call. When he woke up, the office was already empty. He looked at the caller ID and subconsciously answered the call.

"Ah Chao." A familiar voice sounded on the phone.

"Pian..." Tang Jinchao was a little confused. How should he face Pian Pian and tell her that the person before was not him?

Ling Yun's voice came from nowhere, "Follow your heart."

Zhu Pianpian on the other end of the phone didn't notice anything unusual about Tang Jinchao, and complained as usual, "Achao, where were you last night? I sent you a message and I didn't reply."

Tang Jinchao also explained as usual: "There are some private matters to deal with."

Zhu Pianpian rolled her eyes. From the day they met, her boyfriend had disappeared from time to time. If she hadn't suddenly checked his phone from time to time, she would have really felt like she had met a time management master.

After thinking about it, she still couldn't say that. After all, she still liked this boyfriend very much. Thinking of this, Zhu Pianpian still asked softly: "Have you dealt with it?"

"Yes." A smile appeared on Tang Jinchao's lips unconsciously, and his voice became much softer, "Pianpian, I want to go back to the capital."

"Ah? I didn't listen to you." Zhu Pianpian suddenly became alert and had already begun to decide whether to let Lin Rou or Ling Yun follow her, or both together? Anyway, both of these items are in Beijing.

With the blessing of roommate BUFF, Zhu Pianpian felt a little more relieved and asked: "Will you come back?"

Tang Jinchao answered directly without thinking: "Of course, as long as you are here, of course I will come over."

Little did he know that his answer made Zhu Pianpian even more alert. She actually agreed without even thinking about it?

She tried again: "Then remember to send me a message."

"Okay, silly girl."

Until the two of them hung up the phone, Tang Jinchao's doting smile was still on his lips. The feeling of free love was so good. In his few memories, all he had was Zhu Pianpian. This girl... I really like it.

And Zhu Pianpian, whom he liked, had already bought a ticket to Beijing. Lin Rou and Ling Yun seemed unreliable, so she still had to go in person.