Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Heshia didn't miss the Excalibur and the inheritance that Feng Jianxue spoke of, and it wasn't something she had to get, but she wanted to complete the regrets her mother had experienced back then.

Not only because she is a daughter, but also because she also inherited her mother's views on many matters. If some customs and rules are out of date, then cut them off. People cannot always live in the illusion of the past.

People are very strange creatures. If it is only for themselves, most of them can choose to endure and give in, but when it comes to the important people in their hearts, sometimes they are willing to take great risks and pains to do something.

The matter between her and her sister caused her mother to be overly sad and died young. After gradually understanding the truth, Heshia always felt a little guilty in her heart. Maybe the main reason was not her, but her sister, but this kind of discomfort cannot be easily dispelled. .

It would be great if we could do something to make up for it, even if it would be very risky.

One cannot be calm and rational forever, and perhaps this is quite a reckless and willful behavior, but after she suddenly had this idea today, she could no longer suppress it.

The practice of the withering sequence has yet to be carried out slowly, but the extraordinary core of the natural sequence has a mature template. The extraordinary core of the sequence 3 in the body slowly melts, and then the magic power of the natural sequence gathers and condenses faster. The sequence he is best at among his talents, and with the talent of 'Voice of Time Strings', it is not difficult to restore it again.

Natural Sequence 5 · Blue Bird Breaking Branches (Legendary Bead Level), achieved.

The long black hair fluttered in the breeze, and the blue brilliance appeared in the eyes, and then the white fingers were raised, and a silver-edged long sword condensed with green crystals appeared in front of him.

"This! This! It's unbelievable..." Looking at the pure magic power overflowing from the girl in front of me, the lightness and rhythm, the harmony and remoteness, just like the figure recorded in the dusty ancient book, the girl in front of her The old man burst into tears of excitement.

For this reason, he knelt down slowly and put his hands on the ground.

"We from the lineage of the 'Sword Guardian', are willing to go to the Seven Mountains to slay the monster dragon, and set up a green lotus that will not be turbid!"

After speaking, he carefully took out a token from his bosom, on which the blade pierced through the green lotus, and the fringe of the sword fluttered, proud and uncommon. Each of the five branches of Qingluan fell into its own family, and what they followed was the head of the five veins that shocked the world in the past, 'Qinglian Xijian Palace'.

The old man input the magic power into the token according to the special secret technique. At the same time, in every corner of the forbidden city, some people who still kept the "sword order" felt the coldness coming from the token in their arms. Note, some information also came from the hand holding the token.

"Is this true?" Someone sat at home empty-handedly, looking at the radiant token for a long time without saying a word.

"Lian Feng probably wouldn't make such a joke. If Second Miss really has descendants who come back to collect debts..."

"Then we can only get up and follow."

The blade of the sword that had been dusty in the dark compartment of the home was taken out again, and the white goose feather coat that was no longer worn for a long time was put on again. The Forbidden City, which had entered a truce and gradually became silent, became noisy and tense again.

"What's going on, I feel that the city is suddenly in chaos again." Hiding in the attic not far from the ancestral hall, Feng Jianxue watched the scene outside the window, feeling anxious.

"Hersia must have lost her way. If I knew it earlier, I would have brought her here. It seems difficult to leave now." He wandered around, and finally made up his mind, and retreated for the time being.

On the other side, in the downward vertical elevator, a man in black with a mask on his face listened to the report of the staff with cold eyes.

"Her daughter? A joke."

"I have preserved myself flawlessly, and now I have dragged future generations in. I thought she would live out the rest of her life in peace and contentment, but I didn't expect her to be so naive and stupid." He knew his sister quite well, although he had a gentle personality. Good, but too ideal.

A person can choose to be weak and give up, but a race cannot choose to be weak and give up, because it means dying and falling.

"Pass down the order that anyone who follows Gu Yongrong's daughter will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

As the contemporary ruler of Jilou City, he will never be merciless. The more it is at this moment, the more he must implement the thunderbolt method to suppress the division in the bud.

The garrison personnel in Jilou City received the order and began to patrol and blockade the residential area in teams. In the core area of ​​the lowest floor, soldiers in vermilion armor opened the sealed arsenal, and a bunch of weapons that had been preserved for many years The electromagnetic rifles were reassembled, and then they continued to gather in the Forbidden City.

"Hurry up, Your Highness, we must control the T2-level AI 'Yingyu' in the Forbidden City before Gu Qianlou returns, so that we can disintegrate most of the recalcitrant forces in the city and seize the initiative at the same time." Followed Ti Behind Lan, Ge Lianfeng talked about his plan, and at the same time, the old "sword guards" gradually gathered around the two of them.

"It's really exactly the same as the second lady, and the temperament is exactly the same." The "sword guard" who rushed over felt that Tilan was similar to her mother in temperament and appearance.

"Has it really manifested? Our long-cherished wish of passing on for five hundred years..." Some people looked at the aura leaking from Tilan's body, their eyes were dazed, and tears streamed down.

"That's it, it's time to die!"

"When a man is born in the world, how can he sit on the ground like a rotten tree and perish!" Pulling out a bright long sword, it revealed a cool brilliance.

Dozens of people...

hundreds of people...

hundreds of people...

Nearly a thousand people...

As the "Sword Guardian" who was as famous as the "God General" back then, although he has long since declined, there are still descendants who survive.

The battle in the city resumed, but this time it was not facing outsiders, but acquaintances and old friends from the past, even close blood relatives.

"Old He, do you really want to go against the will of the current lord and follow that little girl?"

At the entrance of an alleyway, seven "generals" in gold and copper armor stopped a dozen "sword guards" in white goose feather robes. Compared with the brightly equipped "generals", these sword guards There is a gap in both extraordinary strength and equipment, and the highest among them is only Sequence 3.

"Qin Sheng, don't stop me. It was because of your hesitation that Second Miss almost died in the chaos. Today, I will never let this chance of redemption go away." The sword guard held the eight-faced ancient sword in his hand and responded in a low voice.

"Atonement? You really think highly of yourself, I just don't want to see my old friend die by the sword for nothing." He raised the long-handled sword in his hand, and slashed across the air, making the wind whine.

"Stop here! If you don't leave this alley, you can still save your life. If you continue to move forward, I will have to kill you." He leaned down slightly, and smoke came out of the gold and copper armor. Qi, mighty and ready to go.

The leading sword guard on the opposite side took a deep breath, and just when everyone thought he was about to give up and retreated, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the blade in his hand flashed a cold blue light.

"Finished formation!"

"promise!"

A cold and cold long sword pierces through the forest like a bird, rushing towards the 'God General' blocking the way, its trajectory keeps changing midway, avoiding the mighty edge of the 'God General', and piercing directly at the weak point of his body .

The stern blade inserted into the gap of the armor, or the armpits, neck and other undefended places, bringing out bursts of blood.

"The skill of carving!"

The leading "God General" shot a golden light in his eyes, and then slashed the sword horizontally, and the electric fire burst out, cutting open the sword guard who was trying to attack him, and the blade was broken, hitting the wall beside him, rolling fell to the ground.

Facing such an opponent, the sword guards in the lane couldn't help but fell into a hard fight and retreated steadily.

In the middle of the main street, the largest number of 'God Generals' gathered here, as did the 'Sword Guards' who rushed over.

The hundred or so elite 'generals' who had beheaded the priest in black before were still here, with intense magic power bubbling from their bodies, and the weapons they held were entwined with gold and electricity, buzzing endlessly.

"Those who dare to step forward will be killed without mercy!"

The generals yelled sharply, their voices were like thunder, and rolled across the street, making the sword guard in front of him unsteady and even dizzy.

"You..." Ge Lianfeng saw these 'generals' were about to speak, but was stopped by Heshia.

She shook her head and asked the sword guards to stand behind her for the time being, then stepped forward step by step, and slowly pulled out the ancient silver-bladed sword in her hand. At this time, she had already changed into the clothes her mother left in the city. With a snow-white base, the wide sleeves fit well, and the waist belt and inner lining were dyed blue like delphiniums, just like the color in the girl's eyes.

One blue and one red, to distinguish it from the mother.

I closed my eyes and recalled the figure of my mother dancing the sword in front of the red building twenty years ago. The girl who was gathering everyone's attention slowly moved. Her movements seemed to be the same as the sword dancing back then, but between the fluttering sleeves and the sword blade, It seems that there is a faint breeze flowing through the streets and alleys of the forbidden city.

The dance of sacrifices was originally the means used by witches to manipulate the dragon veins of heaven and earth to affect the climate, water and soil of one side. Now that there are no dragon veins on this planet, the means of manipulating and guiding dragon veins are naturally useless. The swordsmanship left by the classics, guiding the atmosphere in front of the red building to let oneself dance in the air, is already amazing and brilliant and unprecedented.

But Tilan was even better. After awakening her own talent, she could even glimpse the remaining auspicious feathers in time from this remnant of swordsmanship, and learn a trace of true meaning retained in swordsmanship.

Seeing the blue belt and cuffs fluttering, the sword light dancing, and the breeze entwined around the body, the Eqka particles in the air also slowly quieted down, as if they were dyed with that cool color.

"Don't let her continue to dance the sword, let's go!"

Feeling the power boiling like a branding iron slowly cooling down in the breeze, the leading generals frowned and roared, and then these 'generals' who were like heavenly soldiers, with great power, rushed towards the slender man in the middle of the street like thunder. Girl, that saber is cold and charged with electricity, showing no mercy.

Between the staggered figures, Heshia's figure swayed, turning over like a swallow, and shuttled lightly between the gaps of the blades swung by a god general, avoiding the sharp edge entwined with lightning, and then suddenly put her hands The blade of the sword turned and inserted into the scabbard in the left hand.

In an instant, the blue eyes opened, and a huge circular arc cut open from mid-air.

'The Jade Bird's Legacy·Feiyan Jianyue! '

The piercing arc of light from the blade of the sword bloomed in the 'God General', cutting off all the halberds, broadswords, and armors that came into contact with, bringing blood splashes, if Hersia hadn't been merciful, I'm afraid Several people died on the spot.

"Treason!"

Turning around, the painted-faced general didn't appreciate it, but became even angrier, thinking that the girl didn't take them seriously at all, and she was still naively holding back at this time.

"For heaven's sake, God's power is unforgiving, please take the heavenly soldiers and gods to the upper body!"

They roared again suddenly, the blue-red paint on the body seemed to come to life again, and golden lights appeared in the pupils of the eyes, and the magic power on the body also boiled rapidly.

Along the way, white smoke filled the air, and amidst the scorching magic power, the weapon entwined with golden lightning swiftly slashed, and then a bitgod suddenly looked straight at the figure in the field. Like the girl.

Facing the "God General"'s secret technique of suppressing the gods, Heshia turned over in the air like a bird, while the silver blade swirled and danced with her body, and countless fine sword flowers were like flying snow like spilled.

'The Blue Bird's Legacy·Flying Snow Hengzhou! '

As soon as the many facial makeup marks approached, they were smashed by the many sword lights, and they couldn't stop the girl like a blue bird at all.

After avoiding this god-suppressing technique, Heshia broke into the formation of the 'generals' again, the afterimage-like blade swayed across the passage, and silver sword arcs poured down, smashing the swords in the hands of each 'general'. The weapon cut off, blood splashed, and the wounded god lost consciousness in his legs and knelt down on the ground.

The blade of the high-speed shuttle made a screaming trembling sound in the air, flying like a bird's flying feathers, and the figure in the snow-clothed blue skirt danced and flipped like a frightened bird, tearing and shattering along the way again and again. enemy.

By the time Hesia stood up again, nearly half of the 'generals' were already lying on the ground, and the blade hanging under the sleeve was also full of potholes and scars.

The fingertips caressed the raised sword slowly, and the light sand swayed and fell, and the scarred blade was restored to its original state, as bright and moving as autumn water, and a pair of dreamlike monsters were slowly revealed behind the blade. Blue eyes.

When everything in front of her was so startling and unbelievable, the girl in the snow-clothed blue skirt standing alone in the street seemed to have a kind of almost magical beauty.

"How can this be……"

The headed general with a painted face slowly knelt on the ground. He covered his bloody and unconscious arm with one hand, and then slowly raised his head to look at the girl at the end of the road.

"This is a master's technique that has been improved for several generations based on cutting-edge technology... How could it be defeated by that ancient and backward... swordsmanship..." He murmured, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes lost.

"Frontier? Maybe that was hundreds of years ago."

The girl sighed softly. She was determined to go to medical school before, so she naturally knew about things like prosthetic bodies. Three or four hundred years ago in the Federation, this kind of thing was indeed very popular, and it could strengthen itself and bring convenience to work.

But later, with the prosperity and development of AI, people found that instead of installing various prosthetic machines on themselves, why not directly install them on the self-discipline unit, which is not only easier to manufacture, but also can be replaced at any time without worrying about rejection and many problems. , and you don’t have to worry about controlling it yourself.

In addition, the upper class of the federation was influenced by the first-generation color-level singer Isainessa, and naturally likes natural and flawless things. This preference also affects all levels of the federation from top to bottom, thinking that only those who really can't get along will Go install this stuff and make yourself the same as those machines that are full of oil and rust.

Under all circumstances, the prosperity of prosthetic bodies was only a flash in the pan, and was gradually replaced by various self-discipline units, exoskeleton armor, and even large mechs. Now it is difficult to see residents with prosthetic bodies in the Federation.

Although Jilou City was once prosperous, most people's concepts and memories will always be stuck in that era, and they don't know the changes in the outside world.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and building a car behind closed doors is nothing but a self-deceiving dream.

One after another, the 'sword guards' jumped over these fallen 'generals', and under their excited and admiring gazes, the girl in the snow-clothed blue skirt climbed step by step on the path leading to the 'Great Fish' loaded with super AI. ' tall buildings.

At the same time, the vertical elevator carrying the solemn man in black also landed in the forbidden city. He wore a mask and stepped out slowly, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl below.

"You are her daughter..."

There seemed to be nostalgia and disgust in the voice, and finally turned into indifference.

Thanks to Archbishop Lilina, Three Kingdoms Killing God

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