The cute sword breaks the sky!

This kind of thought made Hong Lian want to move, he jumped to the side of Xuan Lun's corpse, his eyes were full of obsession.

ah!It looks delicious!

Thinking about it, Hong Lian stretched out her round little hand, ready to drink the blood of Daoist Xuan Lun, but at this moment, Jian Jian suddenly said:

"Honglian, do you want to drink blood?"

Saying that, the sword involuntarily took Honglian's paw, with a gentle face, "Honglian, if you want to drink blood, drink mine, I have a lot of blood."

However, after hearing this, although Guren was tempted to swallow her saliva, Guren still shook her head with difficulty and labored under the reminder of her conscience.

"No, don't, you were injured, I, if I eat your blood again, you will be very painful!"

As she said that, Hong Lian hugged Jianjian fiercely, and shouted: "I don't want Jianjian to die! I don't want Jianjian to become the stranger before! I want Jianjian!"

Seeing Honglian's appearance, Jianjian stopped persuading him, he felt so warm in his heart, it turned out that in Honglian's mind, he was more important than blood.

However, for me, red lotus is more important than blood.

Therefore, even if Honglian wanted to drink up his own blood, he didn't care.

As long as Guren is happy.

Thinking like this, Jian lowered his eyelashes slightly, suppressing the loss in his heart.

Thinking of Honglian drinking other people's blood, for some reason, a strange and uncomfortable emotion sprouted in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Seeing the two of them getting along like this, suddenly, a voice came from the side.

"You want to drink my blood?"

Hearing this cold and familiar voice, Hong Lian was instantly startled and got goosebumps all over her body. Looking aside, she saw such a voice suddenly coming from the Dragon Sword not far from Daoist Xuan Lun. .

"Ha! What is this?" Honglian frowned, puzzled.

Seeing this, Jian's eyes instantly turned cold. He raised his left hand and signaled Honglian to hide behind him, "Honglian, let me do it."

After saying that, the sword stepped forward, and an invisible force all over his body pressed against the Dragon Chanting Sword.

However, the sword spirit of the Dragon Chanting Sword just sneered, and then, a layer of mist like moonlight suddenly appeared around the Dragon Chanting Sword, followed by a thick fog.

But Jian is not afraid in the face of danger, not frightened and not afraid, he looked at the Dragon Chanting Sword coldly, his eyes were icy cold.

It wasn't until the fog cleared, revealing the familiar yet unfamiliar face inside, that Jian frowned, and his eyes became more vigilant.

Seeing his real body, this sword, still looked vigilant, but this familiar and handsome man just looked up to the sky and laughed,

"As expected of my disciple, be vigilant everywhere."

Saying that, I saw that this one looks very similar to the real Xuanlu, no, it should be said, it is exactly the same, except for the clothes, it is exactly the same as the real Xuanlu.

"Ah! Jianjian, your master is not dead yet!"

Hearing this, Master Xuanlu just raised his eyebrows slightly, pierced Honglian with icy eyes, and said with a sneer, "Of course I'm dead, so there's no need to be so wary."

Hearing this, a hint of deep meaning flashed across the eyes of the sword, and then he raised his eyes slightly, fixedly stared at Master Xuanlu, and said slowly: "Master, you used the Art of Sending Artifacts, didn't you?"

"What do you think?" Master Xuan Lu looked at the sword coldly.

"I'm stupid, I offended the master a lot before, I hope the master will forgive me." Even though he said so, the murderous intent in Jian's eyes could not conceal Jian's intention to kill Xuanlu Daoist.

Daoist Xuan Lu didn't care, or in other words, seeing his apprentice like this, he appreciated it even more.

He was dressed in a snow-white long cloud robe with a long jade sword tied around his waist. He looked like a fairy, his face was still as cold as snow, and under his eyes was still unfathomably cold.

Even though he has been reduced to a soul body, the aura of Xuanlu Daoist is still unstoppable.

Just standing there made it impossible to ignore him.

Hong Lian was slightly worried, he was afraid that the real Xuan Lu would suddenly attack Jian Jian and find Jian Jian to settle the score.

Jianjian was injured just now, and now he will definitely not be able to defeat the real Xuanlu!

Therefore, Honglian poked Jianjian, and then said in a low voice: "Jianjian, let's retreat quickly! We killed this real Xuanlu once, and he came back to life. He is simply an old monster. Now, it's time It's time to retreat strategically, don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

Hearing this, Jian frowned slightly, obviously he didn't agree very much, he obviously thought that the real Xuanlu should be destroyed while only the soul body was left.

Otherwise, when Daoist Xuan Lu finds his body and returns again, they will surely make their lives worse than death.

However, Jian didn't want Honglian to worry. If he started a war with Master Xuanlu now, Honglian would obviously be worried and very sad.

So, Jian turned back, held Honglian's soft paws, nodded and said: "Okay, let's retreat first." At that time, wait for you to fall asleep, and then come back to deal with this enemy.

Jian has always put Guren's life first, and he doesn't want to put Guren in danger of death.

Therefore, Daoist Xuanlu must be eliminated.

Otherwise, Xuanlu Daoist will come to him in this stage of transforming gods in the future. Although the sword will try his best to protect Honglian, even if he dies, Honglian will definitely be injured.

Thinking about it, a sense of darkness gathered in the eyes of the sword.

Seeing Jian agreeing to her proposal, Guren instantly grasped Jian's hand, trying to escape.

However, the fact is,

"Disciple, you misunderstood, as a teacher, I don't want to be your enemy."

Hearing this, Jian raised his head and looked sharply at Master Xuanlu. Just as he was about to say something, Hong Lian stepped forward to protect the sword.

The sword behind him raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Guren is always like this, wanting to protect him.

However, the taste of being protected is not bad.

Although, he doesn't need protection.

Honglian doesn't know, he only knows that he is the boss, and the enemy in front of him is the master of the sword.

When facing the master, Jian will inevitably soften his heart.

For a soft bun like Jian, when facing the master, he would definitely think of being merciful.At that time, his master will definitely kill Jian with one blow.

Thinking about it, Honglian would never allow this kind of thing to happen, so he straightened out his small chest and looked at Daoist Xuanlu without fear,

"Don't try to confuse people, Jianjian won't listen to your demonic words to confuse people! Although Jianjian is your apprentice, but you want to kill your apprentice, no matter how stupid Jianjian is, he will never think of the respected teacher again." !"

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