Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

Chapter 4 Wanshan Red ([-])

A ray of bright white light flashed in the darkness, the slender and thin fingers rubbed against the blade, and the dark red blood rolled down, and a deep curse song sounded.

This was originally a widely sung mantra song called "Mountain Ballad". Almost all immortal cultivators knew it, but Lu Yunshen sang it backwards.

The curse song was not long, the chorus was sung three times and came to an end, the light on the snow-white blade gradually turned crimson, the Kurong Sword was raised high, and the sword energy gushed out like a torrent, submerging the entire Little Night Stone.Lu Yunshen walked over with his sword light, and Gao Tianfan's body circulated around him, protecting him tightly.

Relying on the connection between Kurong Sword and Jiang Qihe, Lu Yunshen felt that Jiang Qihe was everywhere, but everywhere... only a faint breath remained.

"Ahe?" Lu Yun pursed his lips deeply, and tentatively called out.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Jiang Qihe was already speechless, his soul was so shattered, if Xiao Yeshi hadn't trapped him, he would have drifted to nowhere by now.

He couldn't see Lu Yunshen looking around blankly with his sword in hand, he couldn't hear Lu Yunshen's call, he couldn't even hear the conversation between this man and Liu Panying just now.

Or go back to Xu Yuan?

Jiang Qihe thought casually.

Anyway, he has already come out once, and it is only a matter of time before he goes back to nourish his soul and climb out again.

but--

But what about Lao Liu who was tied up in Lianyun's body, what about Ah Lu who finally came out after waiting for 500 years, how to explain to Bai Wuxin who came here on a special trip, and how to explain to those who might know the news of his return to the world How does Jiang Mian explain?

How...to explain to the white-haired boy outside who tried his best to protect him?

Lu Yunshen will probably cry again?

Just like when he was sucked into the bottom of the Lanjiang River before and the effect of the attached spirit paper disappeared, the big teardrops fell to the ground one by one. His whole body, the shrugging shoulders, and the fingers holding Qing Moss all revealed strong emotions. sad.

Hey, he sighed inwardly.

Still try hard and put yourself together.

Jiang Qihe made up his mind and was about to use his power, when he felt an indescribably gentle force flowing towards him, gently stroking every piece of broken soul.

Immediately afterwards, this gentle force pulled the fragments of the soul body scattered around Xiaoyeshi together, and gathered them beside the Kurong Sword.

Lu Yunshen?

Jiang Qihe's brows trembled inconspicuously. There was a singing voice from a distance, and his deprived vision gradually recovered. He saw the inner light of Xiaoyeshi, and when the Kurong Sword was rising and falling, he heard the voice of Lingling Supreme, with a long charm.

What followed was Xiaoyeshi shattering, and he was thrown into something by that force.

Bright, the surrounding snow is bright, it is not the sword light that Kurong Sword swung just now, but on the empty ice field, the white light can not see the end.

The wind was also very strong, blowing the sleeves of the clothes flying, and the walking speed had to be slowed down.

What is this place?

Jiang Qihe raised his hand to cover his forehead, his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the place in doubt.

The snow is deep, the ice crystals are white and blue, the sky is covered with clouds, and the boundary between the sky and the earth cannot be seen at a glance.

Jiang Qihe took a few steps here, and suddenly, he heard some kind of different noise coming from the whistling wind.He keenly sensed that it was the sword's edge piercing the wind, his eyes flashed, and just as he was about to turn sideways, the sword that struck from his back suddenly turned around and swayed in front of his eyes.

This is a sword no bigger than a palm. The sword is the same color as the snow field, and the whole body is white. The fringe of the sword is glowing with a moist silver light, but there is a black mark near the hilt.

A bad thought came to Jiang Qihe's mind. He half-closed his eyes and took a step back. The little sword turned slightly in mid-air, and moved forward according to the distance.

"Kurong Sword?" Jiang Qihe raised his hand to touch the blade, and the little snow-white sword immediately let out a happy beep.

Okay...it really is the Kurong Sword.

Jiang Qihe lowered his hands and raised his eyes, and looked around again. He could confirm that he was right in the Kurong sword.

This is the space formed by Kurong Sword's sword intent, the sky and the earth are pale and cold.

He suddenly felt some toothache. He refused so many times at the beginning, but he didn't expect to go around and come here anyway.

Unable to tell what emotion was in his heart, Jiang Qihe sighed, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down on the floor.

Xiao Kurongjian leaned over to stand side by side with him, but after only being quiet for a while, he began to rub against his sleeve.

"Be honest." Jiang Qihe stretched out a finger to push it down, and the little Kurong sword pretended to roll on the ground twice, and when it stood up again, it looked a bit dejected.

"..."

Just one sword, so many scenes?Sure enough, the sword follows the master.

Jiang Qihe thought unhappily, when the boy's slightly deep voice came from above his head as he expected.

"Ahe, are you okay?"

"It's good to have hands and feet, and the head is still there." Jiang Qihe said while habitually pulling on the tassel of the Kurong sword, and circling the tassel with his fingers.

Lu Yunshen: "Just wait a moment, it might hurt a little bit later."

Jiang Qihe thought pain was nothing, he had broken his soul just once, but in the next moment, an unprecedented feeling came from the back of his head, and then spread to his neck, torso, and finally his limbs.

A little itchy, but also painful like needle pricks, the kind of very thin and soft needles, densely packed, spread out in every corner of the body, making people restless.

Jiang Qihe couldn't help but frowned, and then he heard Lu Yunshen say: "You are growing bones now."

"I didn't have bones like this before." Jiang Qihe replied without thinking, his voice trembling from the itching and pain.

In the thin light, Jiang Qihe's body gradually took shape, and he was able to turn his face halfway, looking expressionlessly at Lu Yunshen's dark and delighted eyes.

Lu Yunshen said in surprise: "Do you still remember the feeling when you grew bones?"

"Don't you understand?" Jiang Qihe raised his eyelids and gave him a white look, because his whole body was extremely uncomfortable, and the water in his light amber eyes glistened, like the surface of water brushed by spring flowers.

"I..." Lu Yunshen became dumb as soon as he opened his mouth, "Probably, I always think it should be like this."

Jiang Qihe raised his eyebrows, but quickly turned his head to the other side, so as not to let Lu Yunshen see his slightly ferocious expression.

The Kurong sword turned into his body, and the sword body was stretched inch by inch to condense his head and limbs. The process was extremely difficult.Jiang Qihe was still in the mood to rejoice that this was an heavy sword, but if it was a light sword, it would be only three feet long and a few inches wide, and he didn't know how long this torture would last.

This made Jiang Qihe curl his lower lip involuntarily, Lu Yunshen caught the arc, squatted down in another direction, and leaned forward.

His silver hair fell down, just passing Jiang Qihe's face.

The voice was low and serious, with a hint of worry, "Ahe, if you can't bear it, just tell me."

"Could it be that you can bear it for me?" Jiang Qihe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he blew to the side, blowing away Lu Yunshen's hair.

Unexpectedly, this unlucky thing floated in the air for a while, and then it fell down again.

"Excuse me, move it a bit." Jiang Qihe sighed.

Lu Yunshen pulled back his lock of hair silently and hung it behind his ear.

After about a stick of incense, the thin light covering Jiang Qihe's body dissipated, and the whole body was revealed, which was no different from the one transformed from the spirit paper attached earlier, with long black hair, porcelain white skin, and lifted eyelids , are the broken stars and bright moon in the sky.

Lu Yunshen leaned over to support Jiang Qihe when he got up with his hands on his hands. He first bent his lips into a smile, but it lasted only for a moment before the arc couldn't hold back. His black eyes trembled, and the water shone in his eyes, like a silent river flowing in the night. .

Jiang Qihe couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched the man's cheek.With the movement, the silver hair of the opposite person slid across his chest and shoulders like water, and then his posture changed from supporting to hugging, and he rubbed his head in the socket of his shoulder.

"Ahe."

Lu Yunshen murmured softly, and after a while, he shouted again.

"Ahe..."

This final sound has a crying voice, just like the old people reunited after years, and the frost flowers on the roadside are full of tears.