there are villains

When Zhou Qingyuan stepped into the sword room, he still didn't feel the chill, on the contrary, he felt as if his body was being burned by fire, and the pain was unbearable.However, as soon as Zhou Qingyuan stepped in, Yang Fengshu followed up.

In just a moment, that feeling disappeared from Zhou Qingyuan's body.

Zhou Qingyuan looked down at him in astonishment, and said in his heart: "As expected of the protagonist, this aura is really powerful..." After finishing speaking, there was a sense of pride in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to rub Yang Fengshu's cheeks. head.

Yang Fengshu raised his head and smiled at him.

Zhou Qingyuan thought of Wei Rulan's words again, immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock, coughed twice pretending to be calm, and glanced around.

"Fengshu, do you feel anything?" He said.

There are all kinds of weapons here, mainly swords, and almost all the places except the floor and ceiling are filled with all kinds of weapons, which makes people dazzled.

Yang Fengshu's eyes flickered when he heard the words, nodded again, and said hesitantly: "I feel a strong sword energy, but it's just a sword with an owner... What's wrong with you, master?" Yang Fengshu said After that, seeing Zhou Qingyuan frowning and not speaking, he raised his head to look at him and asked suspiciously.

Zhou Qingyuan was slightly startled, it seemed that since the beginning of the plot, everything had gradually deviated from the development of the original novel. Xiaotian was Yang Fengshu's destiny, but why did he suddenly have an owner?

Soon Yang Fengshu gave him the answer.

Seeing that Zhou Qingyuan didn't answer, Yang Fengshu consciously walked to the sensing point, went all the way to the corner, and picked up a yellow rapier.He looked back at Zhou Qingyuan, then at the sword body, and finally threw the sword to Zhou Qingyuan.

"Master, look. This sword is probably not trivial."

"...Destiny." Zhou Qingyuan took the thin sword, looked at it with lowered eyes, and gently read the words engraved on the sword.

It's that man's sword.

But... why are you here?Zhou Qingyuan was shocked. Things that shouldn't have appeared at this time point appeared one after another. The current trend is gradually breaking away from the plot. What does this represent?

Zhou Qingyuan was sweating coldly, but he didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and said: "Feng Shu, you stay as a teacher and don't leave. I'll go talk to the sword spirit of this sword."

To talk to the sword spirit, one must gather spiritual energy and put one's consciousness into the sword wholeheartedly. At this time, it is most likely to go crazy and cannot tolerate a little interference from the outside world.What's more, if the guess is correct, if Yang Fengshu leaves the room at this time, then the burning feeling will come again.

Yang Fengshu nodded, holding the jade flute in his hand, and made a vigilant gesture: "Okay."

Seeing this, Zhou Qingyuan's eyes couldn't help softening, so he let go of his heart, concentrated his spiritual power and put his consciousness into the sword.

His hand holding Tianming gradually shimmered.

Yang Fengshu's gaze was fixed on Zhou Qingyuan, and seeing that he was getting better at this time, he stretched out his hand.

In an instant, the whole space lit up.

It was different from Zhou Qingyuan, a sun-like flame.

Yang Fengshu jumped in front of a table with his flute, and threw a few talismans backwards. The talismans immediately formed a large formation, eliminating all dangers.Then, he opened the wooden box on the table.

The face illuminated by the fire was so cold that it made one's heart palpitate.

When Zhou Qingyuan opened his eyes, what he saw was a dilapidated scene, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess.

This is a house, perhaps the former residence of the sword spirit master.The reason why it is said to be in life is because the place is lifeless, and no spiritual power can be felt at all.

Once the sword spirit signs a contract with a person, it will become a symbiosis.That is to say, one is prosperous and all is prosperous, and one is damaged and all is damaged.

And this sword was intact, but the inside of the sword was dilapidated and lifeless, which could be felt by someone like Zhou Qingyuan who came here for the first time.It is not difficult to guess that its owner must have passed away.

"Shards?" Zhou Qingyuan squatted down, looking at a piece of debris on the ground vigilantly.

The mirror reflected his appearance.

Now it is impossible to see the sword spirit of Destiny, let alone communicate. In this case, if Zhou Qingyuan wants to know something, he has to take risks.

So Zhou Qingyuan reached out to pick up the fragments.

Zhou Qingyuan paused, a hot current gradually spread from his fingertips to his whole body, and finally flowed into his mind.

Zhou Qingyuan came to a strange place. At first glance, it looks a bit similar to the layout of the sword room, so it should be somewhere here.

And behind him, stood a monk in a golden robe.

At first glance, this monk looks extraordinary, just a little gloomy, but it is very comfortable to look at.If you take a closer look, you can see jealousy, confusion, and anger in his eyes.

...it's just muddy.

As for why he said it was behind him, it was because his back was facing the monk.

Zhou Qingyuan heard himself, no, it should be said that it was the original owner of Destiny who said: "Xiao Sheng, will the ice lotus seeds really be here? I remember it was in an extremely cold place." It was like a spring breeze. Just the sound of exhilaration.

Zhou Qingyuan suddenly remembered that he recognized that monk.

"Sect Master Huang saw that Ah Ying was injured and worked so hard, so he probably wouldn't say anything." The monk said with a smile.

Zhou Qingyuan recognized that monk.

Fang Rensheng.

Zhou Qingyuan faintly felt that he seemed to know who the owner of this sword was.

"Sigh... Father always expects me to be better, although father should understand that we were hunted down this time... But I really don't want to be lectured by him." Huang Youying turned around, but at this moment , the scene changed rapidly, it was on the street.

It was raining, Huang Youying and Fang Rensheng stood face to face, looking at each other, the rain soaked their hair.

The scene has changed, but the person has not. Huang Youying's originally helpless smile froze on her face immediately.

"It's okay, young master. Huang Yi will never have the opportunity to criticize you again." Fang Rensheng said with a smile, but his tone was unprecedentedly cold.

With unbelievable eyes, Huang Youying lowered her head to look at the sword pierced into her belly, looked for the direction of the sword, and looked at Fang Rensheng in a daze.

I saw a terrifying smile on Fang Rensheng's face.

"Xiao... Sheng?"

When Fang Rensheng saw him showing such an expression, his face became more ferocious. He pulled out the sword as if possessed by a demon, and inserted it again, repeating this several times.

Fang Rensheng laughed like a madman, and seemed to have accumulated a lot of emotions and finally broke out, saying incoherently: "Hahahaha! You are finally going to die! Hahahaha! Our great savior! Our disgusting and hypocritical savior Ah! My dear young master!"

"...Why are you the son of heaven? How can you have so much? How can you stand so tall?!! And me, and me!!"

Fang Rensheng stood in the rain with red eyes, roaring.

"Why... why is God so unfair to me? I will always be just your accessory!!! Damn you, damn you!!!"

Huang Youying didn't say a word, just watched him go crazy and knelt down, the liquid fell from his face, and he didn't know if it was rain or tears.

"Aying..." Fang Rensheng sobbed, "You, you won't blame me, right? Ahying..."

There was a moment of silence, and for a while, only Fang Rensheng's joyful and sad laughter was left in the world.

Zhou Qingyuan suddenly felt unprecedented sadness, sadness, confusion, and pity at this moment, but he did not have the anger and unwillingness he expected.

However, Huang Youying suddenly rushed forward and hugged Fang Rensheng.

"Xiao Sheng, don't cry..." he said.

Don't cry, I'm leaving you, I don't have the strength to wipe your tears away.

Fang Rensheng was stunned suddenly.

In his blood-red vision, a person's smile gradually became clearer, and the clearer it became, the more crazily the jealousy in his heart grew.

However, the next second, a sword pierced his back.

"Xiao Sheng, you are possessed. I thought the effect of the medicine had passed... I was negligent. You will be sad forever... Just, come with me." Huang Youying lowered her head , It seems that there is no fear of death at all.

The picture freezes here.

When Zhou Qingyuan went back, he was still in a trance. He was silent for a while, collected his thoughts, and said in his heart: "It seems that I have found a clue, and I have to report it to the senior brother and the second senior brother. I strongly recommended to attend Shen's Immortal World Conference, and happened to have the honor to meet the rumored mortal Huang Youying, who is really talented and beautiful, and Fang Rensheng followed him at that time, so I also had some impressions of him. Now that I think about it, Mr. Qing Ding may have anticipated the occurrence of today's incident, so he took me to meet the two protagonists. Now it seems that Huang Youying is sincere and kind, but it is a pity that he is too kind, which eventually led to the murder disaster."

Zhou Qingyuan paced on both sides, paused, and said puzzledly: "Back then, Fang Rensheng was not as crazy as among the fragments. On the contrary, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, making people feel comfortable and reliable after seeing it. Could it be that he was caught by something evil?"

Thinking of evil, Zhou Qingyuan had a bad premonition.

"Wait a minute, why did they appear in the Golden Dragon Pavilion?" Zhou Qingyuan asked.

Huang Youying, Fang Rensheng, Xie Chong, Fengtian Baishi, Jinlong Pavilion... When these keywords are put together, Zhou Qingyuan faintly feels that this matter will never be that simple.

Zhou Qingyuan suddenly had goose bumps all over his body.

"Feng Shu!" Zhou Qingyuan exclaimed in shock, and immediately read a decision to release the spiritual power from the sword.Before leaving, he waved a talisman towards the beam and stuck it on the beam.

backtrace.

People cannot be resurrected after death, but the sword spirit can be reborn as long as it seizes the opportunity. Zhou Qingyuan put a retrospective symbol on it. As for whether the sword of destiny can be reborn, it all depends on its good fortune.

Zhou Qingyuan just opened his eyes, and before he could recover, he heard Yang Fengshu say: "Master, you are back."

His high-hanging heart was relieved all of a sudden.

It was pitch black all around, Zhou Qingyuan realized his negligence, and even forgot to burn an open fire talisman.The spiritual fire is controlled by spiritual power. Just now, if he wanted to enter the sword, he had to concentrate all the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual fire would naturally go out.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingyuan immediately burned an open fire talisman, and then reached out to hug Yang Fengshu.

Feng Shu was afraid of the dark since he was a child, and he was extremely timid. Zhou Qingyuan felt a little guilty, and comforted him: "Fang Shu, are you afraid? It's okay, Master was negligent."

Yang Fengshu took the opportunity to bury his head in Zhou Qingyuan's chest, and rubbed against it like a puppy.

Seeing that Yang Fengshu didn't speak, Zhou Qingyuan thought he was afraid, so he felt more and more guilty. He patted his head and said helplessly, "Okay, don't act like a spoiled child, what a grown-up." After a pause, he suddenly felt An unusual wave of spiritual power.

No, it should be said to be sword energy.

"Fengshu?" Zhou Qingyuan called out.

"En." Yang Fengshu responded sullenly.

Zhou Qingyuan let go of his heart, and then pulled Yang Fengshu away to look at his waist, only then did he notice the sword on his waist.

Xiaotian.

Zhou Qingyuan smiled helplessly, thinking that it really didn't take much effort, whoever is the protagonist will always be the protagonist, God has always favored his disciple Yang Fengshu alone.

Before Zhou Qingyuan could ask, Yang Fengshu obediently explained: "Tu'er just found this on the table, and I just took a look at it, and it took the initiative to recognize me as the master, and I couldn't shake it off. . " After finishing speaking, I was still a little aggrieved.

Zhou Qingyuan thought to himself, you are the only one in this world who feels wronged by the enthusiasm for ancient artifacts.

Feeling the trembling from Yang Fengshu, Zhou Qingyuan quickly hugged him, and coaxed him several times helplessly.I thought to myself: "A child is a child, and if there is a change, I will be terribly afraid... This will leave me, what will happen to Fengshu in the future?"

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to the player [Lin Yehan] who planted a mine and exploded a notebook.

The notebook says 【Character Setting】.

([-]) Zhou Qingyuan, a modern person who wears books, is extremely responsible, and has a different attitude towards people and time, and is more strict and caring for Fengshu (although he can't be strict once he is acted like a baby).The weapon is the lady's white silk gifted by the gentleman with the sword and the immortal Youshi. The lady's name is chosen by herself, and it is seriously useless.

([-]) Qing Dingjun, serious and boring, very mysterious, has past events, can write, and also has extra stories, by definition he is a mysterious passer-by.Qing Dingjun is a fairy name, and his real name is also Zhou Qingyuan.

A large part of the reason why Zhou Qingyuan (Master Shou) chose this book was because of Qing Dingjun's original name.