Bai Yueguang lost his vest

"Senior brother—" Gu Bai's hoarse voice came from beside his ear.

At this moment, the tentacles have been thrown to the front.

Xie Xiaoyi could clearly see the pitted skin of the tentacles, and there was a gurgling liquid coming out of the depressions, which smelled bad.

One can imagine what kind of picture it would be if it was drawn.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't move the Shenxia Sword, raised her left hand, and opened her slender fingers.A complex incantation appeared in the palm of the hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed in, forming a translucent barrier, blocking the front.

Ding--

Tentacles were drawn to the barrier.

But Xie Xiaoyi is a swordsman, not good at using spells, and using spells in a hurry, the effect is even more halved.

The barrier only blocked the tentacles for a short moment, and then fell apart under the huge impact, turning into bits of crystal light.

However, a moment is enough.

In the crisis of life and death, Xie Xiaoyi smiled instead of being surprised.

The sharp wind lifted the hair on his forehead, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

next moment.

The tentacles came whistling, but they didn't touch Xie Xiaoyi, but hit the ground straight.

A loud bang.

The tentacles squirmed, a little dazed.

What about people?

Where have people gone?

Just now, the moment the tentacle fell down, Xie Xiaoyi felt a hand stretched out from behind, hugged him to the waist and abdomen, and took him away from the place.

Xie Xiaoyi lowered her eyes.

The palm on the waist is broad and thick, with distinct knuckles, and a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth.

This is Wei Lingxiao's hand.

Aftermath.

Xie Xiaoyi was a little proud - he knew Wei Lingxiao was back.

Xie Xiaoyi wanted to use this to break the deadlock between the two, and was about to turn around to tease a few words, but before she could speak, she felt a lightness on her waist.

Wei Lingxiao had already put his hand back.

Xie Xiaoyi: "..."

If you touch it twice more, you will die, right?

Wei Lingxiao looked like an upright gentleman, he didn't even dare to touch him more, and opened the distance between the two of them.

Xie Xiaoyi: "You..."

Gu Bai scrambled over, and rushed between the two of them without any vision: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, are you alright?"

With just such a little effort, Wei Lingxiao has already walked out by mistake.

Xie Xiaoyi looked at Gu Bai, and really wanted to say: I'm fine, you're fine.

the other end.

The monster was restless, its tentacles kept flapping, pushing the surrounding trees to the ground.

It wants to eat.

Want more flesh and blood.

However, the prey ran away.

The monster's nose twitched, and it turned to look at a certain corner.When it saw the figure, it grinned happily.Here comes fresh flesh...

The monster squirmed excitedly, and made a sound that didn't match the disgusting body: "Help, help—"

Wei Lingxiao raised his head slowly, unmoved by the behemoth.

Just when the monster was about to pounce in front of him, a gust of wind suddenly rose.

The monster's tentacles were raised high, but they froze at this moment.

The wind blows over the tentacles.

Gently and softly.

But when the wind ended, the whole monster disappeared out of thin air.

It was as if someone had wiped it away with a paintbrush, leaving no trace, only a mess on the ground, which represented that such a giant once existed here.

After eliminating the monsters blocking the way, logically speaking, they should start again.

But Xie Xiaoyi was troubled by another matter.

He looked down at the Shenxia sword that fell at his feet.

Ever since that noisy voice sounded from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the Shenxia Sword has stopped listening to him.Not only can it not be retracted into the sea of ​​consciousness, but it is also as heavy as a thousand catties, no matter how hard it is, it will not move at all.

Gu Bai came over: "Brother, what's going on?"

Xie Xiaoyi let go of her hand, stood up straight, and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "I can't lift the sword anymore."

Gu Bai was surprised: "Isn't this your sword?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "It's my sword, that's right."

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness began to resist again: "It's not your sword, don't think it's your thing!"

Xie Xiaoyi: "..."

He directly blocked the voice.

Gu Bai was eager to try: "Why don't I try it?"

Xie Xiaoyi stepped aside.

Gu Bai rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, and squatted down.He sank into his dantian, and lifted his hands vigorously——

"Ouch!"

Shenxia Sword didn't move like a nail, but Gu Bai used too much force and sat down on the ground.

Gu Bai: "Brother, no way."

Xie Xiaoyi also gave up the idea of ​​picking up the Shenxia Sword.He squatted beside him, looking at the sword lying on the ground.

Gu Bai also imitated him and squatted opposite.

The two squatted facing each other.

After a while, Gu Bai said: "Brother, why don't you...don't want it?"

Xie Xiaoyi rested her chin with her hands and shook her head: "No."

When he fought with Jiaolong back then, not only the Longevity Bridge was broken, but also his natal sword was destroyed. After so many years, he couldn't find a suitable natal sword.

Then, the Shenxia Sword suddenly came to him, and without his consent, it automatically became his natal sword.

Obviously Shenxiajian took the initiative to touch the porcelain, but now it seems that Xie Xiaoyi stole other people's things.

A little pissed off.

But now it is impossible to want it, and it is impossible to not want it.

Gu Bai: "Then we will wait here?"

Xie Xiaoyi blinked her eyes.

do not know.

Gu Bai put forward an opinion: "Otherwise, ask Ling Xiaojun?"

Xie Xiaoyi glanced at it from the corner of her eye.

Wei Lingxiao stood not far from them, with his hands hanging by his sides, as if looking into the distance, without saying a word.

Xie Xiaoyi: "Hmph. Don't ask."

Gu Bai knew, his senior brother was having trouble again.

There is one thing to say, Gu Bai thinks, the two of them have been husband and wife, what kind of conflict can't be resolved by rolling it out?If so, then roll again.

But his senior brother just has some inexplicable axis, the enemy doesn't move and I don't move, he just refuses to take the initiative.

The emotional world of adults is really complicated.

Gu Bai, who was only 19 years old, sighed.

After sighing, Gu Bai said, "Then you can't wait forever, can you?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "I'll try."

Xie Xiaoyi tried to suppress the noisy voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, that voice came from the remnant consciousness of the previous Shenxia Sword Master. He had controlled Shenxia Sword longer than Xie Xiaoyi, so even if Shenxia Sword recognized its master again, it would still have an impact.

No matter how hard Xie Xiaoyi tried, he couldn't suppress it, but was ridiculed by him instead.

"You are not worthy of using the Shenxia Sword at all."

"You still can't recognize your identity? Hurry up and return the Shenxia sword."

"Stop wishful thinking..."

Xie Xiaoyi's expression became more and more ugly.

Anger+1+1+1...

Finally, the anger tank is full.

Xie Xiaoyi gave up, stood up, and put her hands on her hips: "What the hell? Do you really think you are the same? This sword——I don't want it anymore!"

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness was overjoyed: "Then return the Shenxia sword to its original owner!"

Xie Xiaoyi sneered: "Even if I throw away or smash the things I don't want, I won't give them to others!"

If this remnant soul talks about it well, maybe Xie Xiaoyi will think about it.But when it comes up, "you are not worthy" and "what are you", the clay figurines are still angry, let alone Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi kicked the Shenxia sword: "I broke it and took it back as a fire stick."

"You—" Remnant Soul seemed to be frightened, and couldn't even swallow his words, "How dare you?!"

Xie Xiaoyi asked back: "Why don't I dare?"

After the excitement, Remnant Soul calmed down: "Heh... just relying on you, you can also hurt Shenxia Sword?"

Xie Xiaoyi: Sorry, I really have a way.

Xie Xiaoyi secretly glanced at Wei Lingxiao, before she could speak, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the woods.

Listen to the sound and frequency, it should be a person.

Xie Xiaoyi looked over subconsciously.

A boy came out.

He was wearing blue and white clothes, with a jade pendant around his waist, and there was a sense of pride in his brows.

Xie Xiaoyi recognized the clothes the boy was wearing: "A disciple of Wangshan Sect?"

That boy is Shen Baitu.

I don't know if it was God's favor, but he came here by mistake just a few days after he left Wangshanzong, and met Wei Lingxiao and his party.

Shen Baitu heard Xie Xiaoyi's voice, but ignored him, but fixed his eyes on the sword on the ground, and blurted out: "Shenxia Sword? Why is it here? Isn't this my sword?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "?"

When did it become your sword?

Shen Baitu took a step forward.

Shenxia Sword also seemed to feel something, the blade made a "buzzing" sound, originally it was not moving at all, but now it wants to take the initiative to rise into the air.

It's just that Xie Xiaoyi stepped down mercilessly, holding the Shenxia sword firmly in place.

It's okay if you can't pick it up, but you want to go?Then I'm sorry, no way!

Shen Baitu felt that he really deserved to be the protagonist of the book.

In the plot of the original book, the Shenxia Sword stayed in a secret realm, and it took a lot of twists and turns to get it. Now, the Shenxia Sword can be obtained without any effort.

You know, the Shenxia Sword is not just a sword, there is also a "grandpa" inside, who will pour his whole life's cultivation into him, how many years of hard training can be saved?

He was waiting for the golden finger to fall from the sky, but after waiting, he did not see Shenxia sword approaching.Looking again, the Shenxia Sword was being trampled underfoot.

Shen Baitu was anxious and angry: "How dare you?"

Xie Xiaoyi said lazily: "Why not? This is my sword."

Shen Baitu retorted: "This is my sword!"

"Oh?" Xie Xiaoyi tapped her toes, "Will it respond when called?"

The "buzzing" of Shenxia Sword accelerated a bit, as if responding.

Shen Baitu: "Listen—"

Xie Xiaoyi stomped down the Shenxia Sword, with an innocent face: "Sorry, I didn't hear that."

Shen Baitu: "..."

Shen Baitu can be said to have had a smooth life since he passed through the book, and he has never been wronged like this.

Now that someone was in trouble, he gritted his teeth and put on an indifferent look: "May I ask your name? This Shenxia sword is indeed mine. If you can return it, I will definitely thank you very much."

Xie Xiaoyi has never been a person who hides his head and tail. When he saw him asking, he reported his family name: "Shenxiazong, Xie Xiaoyi."

Shen Baitu's expression changed.

The Shenxia Sect is a down-and-out sect, ranked at the [-]th rank, so it's normal if you didn't hear it.

Xie Xiaoyi thought that Shen Baitu had never heard of it, but after looking at it again, it seemed that this was not the case.

Shen Baitu looked at Xie Xiaoyi in panic: "You, shouldn't you be dead?"

In the plot of the original book, there is indeed a character like Xie Xiaoyi.

It's just that he died at the beginning of the plot, only living in the memory kill, and the number of appearances is very few.

To sum it up, it is Ling Xiaojun's Bai Yueguang who died early.

Xie Xiaoyi: "?"

WTF?Still have a curse?

Xie Xiaoyi was a little upset: "I live a good life."

Shen Baitu murmured: "It shouldn't, it shouldn't be like this..." When he looked at Xie Xiaoyi, he looked like he was looking at a dead person.

Xie Xiaoyi felt that he had met a fool.

Shen Baitu read the plot of the original book over and over again, not knowing what's going on now.

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to think about it, and got the Shenxia Sword first.

"I don't know why you are still alive, but—" Shen Baitu stretched out his hand confidently, "Shenxia Sword is indeed mine."

The voice fell.

Xie Xiaoyi heard the remnant soul in her mind start to make trouble again.

"Even if you insist on nothing, what's not yours isn't yours."

"It's better to let go early, both sides are decent. I can give you a part of my cultivation as a gift for returning the sword."

"I can also give you a way to repair the Longevity Bridge."

Every word Remnant Soul said was full of temptation.

When Xie Xiaoyi heard about "Longevity Bridge", she was in a state of confusion, and Shenxiajian seized the opportunity to get away and run towards Shen Baitu.

As soon as he raised it an inch, he felt a pressure coming from above again, suppressing it firmly, without the power to resist.

Xie Xiaoyi came back to her senses and felt a hand land on his shoulder.

"Ling Xiao-jun..."

"Mr. Ling Xiao!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Shen Baitu recognized Mr. Ling Xiao, but judging by his expression, it was not just a simple recognition.

When most people hear Ling Xiaojun's name, they are either in awe or fear.

Ling Xiaojun is aloof, and he is not a figure that ordinary monks can touch.

But when Shen Baitu looked at Ling Xiaojun, it was as if he was looking at a loot that was bound to be won, and he was full of pride.

Ling Xiaojun is in his pocket.

Gu Bai said in a low voice: "Is this person mentally ill? The look in his eyes is disgusting."

Xie Xiaoyi: "Don't you just leave him alone?"

Gu Bai: "Oh."

After finishing the brief exchange with his junior, Xie Xiaoyi returned her attention to her shoulders.

Ling Xiaojun's hand was on it.

Neither light nor heavy.

It's just that through a thin layer of clothing, the temperature of his palm is transmitted all the way, a little hot.

Xie Xiaoyi felt a little hot and a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to move his shoulders, but held back.

Xie Xiaoyi, what are you afraid of?

It's not like I haven't done anything more intimate than this! ?

After some foreshadowing, Xie Xiaoyi finally returned to normal.

However, what he didn't know was that all the struggle fell into Wei Lingxiao's eyes.

Wei Lingxiao's deep black eyes softened slightly, and a smile flashed by.

Xie Xiaoyi felt that this posture had been maintained for too long, so she said, "You..." After saying one word, she didn't know what to say next.

Wei Lingxiao seemed to laugh, but he didn't seem to: "Do you want to help?"

Xie Xiaoyi immediately replied: "Yes."

Wei Lingxiao's gaze lightly flicked over the Shenxia Sword: "The sword intent of the previous sword master is still there, and it can only be used after getting rid of his sword intent."

Before Xie Xiaoyi could speak, he heard the remnant soul in the sea of ​​consciousness shouting: "You can't drive me away! I have controlled the Shenxia Sword for thousands of years, and I have already merged into one body. Unless the sword is broken, it is impossible to separate my sword intent! "

Xie Xiaoyi let out an "oh" and said lightly, "Then break the sword."

Remnant Soul: "Can you do it?"

Xie Xiaoyi smiled, and said to Remnant Soul: "I can't do it. But—" he said the title naturally, "My husband can do it."

Wei Lingxiao didn't hear the "husband", but seeing the smug look in Xie Xiaoyi's eyebrows, his heart softened.

Xie Xiaoyi: "Do me a favor, is there a way to break this sword?"

Anyway, it seems that this sword is impossible for him to use. It is better to let it rot in his hand than to give it up.

It's not that Xie Xiaoyi is too selfish, but that each of these people has such a bad attitude that they look down on him at all.Make him feel very uncomfortable.

Shen Baitu also heard this, and said in shock: "No way!"

Xie Xiaoyi ignored him.

Shen Baitu rushed over: "If you break the Shenxia sword, you will definitely regret it!"

This is not just as simple as a sword!

Xie Xiaoyi finally gave him a look and raised her eyebrows: "I will never regret it."

Shen Baitu wanted to stop him, but before he came to him, his feet seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move.

Xie Xiaoyi looked at Wei Lingxiao: "Is there a way?"

Wei Lingxiao nodded: "Yes." He paused, "But, there is a request."

Xie Xiaoyi: "..."

The times have changed.

Even silly scholars dare to make demands.

Xie Xiaoyi looked at Wei Lingxiao suspiciously, but didn't agree in one word: "You talk first."

Wei Lingxiao said in a low voice: "You never called me Ling Xiaojun before."

The tone was flat, but Xie Xiaoyi could hear a sense of grievance.

Xie Xiaoyi was silent for a moment: "..." He thought about how he called Wei Lingxiao before.

At that time, Wei Lingxiao was still Wei Lin.

He would mischievously call him "scholar", and when the love was strong, he would call "husband" in a crying voice.

Xie Xiaoyi pursed the corners of her lips, a little embarrassed to shout.

In public, it always needs to be brewed.

But this delay caused Wei Lingxiao to misunderstand.

He thought that Xie Xiaoyi hadn't let go, his eyes darkened, and he withdrew his hand.

Xie Xiaoyi: Wait!

Before he had time to explain, Wei Lingxiao grasped his hand in front of him, and a long sword appeared out of thin air.

No, it's not so much a sword as it is... a cloud, a wind.

The clouds were blown away by the wind, and then slowly gathered together, showing thousands of changes.

But no matter how many transformations there are, they are all in the palm of Wei Lingxiao.

This is Wei Lingxiao's sword.

The name is Yunfu.

Shen Baitu: "Don't—"

But it was too late.

A cloud fell gently.

It was very light and soft, but when it floated onto the Shenxia Sword, it carried a powerful aura.

Trembling.

The remnant soul still wanted to save it: "Shenxia Sword is your natal sword, you just broke it?!"

Xie Xiaoyi really wanted to say: Do you still know that this is my natal sword?

He held back, and said casually: "It's been broken once, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar."

Although the breaking of the natal sword would damage his cultivation, he has experienced it once, and with experience, he can minimize the damage.

Anyway, the damage of breaking the sword is the same as being taken away by others, so it is better to choose the former.

In the silent forest, there was a "click" sound, and the sound resounded throughout the world, and it lasted for a long time.

In Xie Xiaoyi's sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul also said: "You will regret it! You are a vicious person, you are a thief..."

Xie Xiaoyi was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Say more, it will be too late if you don't say more. By the way, don't you want some last words?"

Remnant Soul: "You, you..."

The remnant soul was so angry that he didn't even leave a last word.The Shenxia sword broke from it, it lost its shelter, and naturally disappeared.

However, the inheritance of those Shenxia swords, of course, did not remain.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't think it was a pity.

Anyway, if he can't get it, that's fine.

But it's a little strange, this time the natal sword was broken, he didn't feel it at all, and there was a faint feeling that the shackles were untied.

Refreshing.

Wei Lingxiao retracted the Yunfu sword.

Xie Xiaoyi lowered her eyes and saw that the Shenxia Sword had been broken into two pieces, and the clouds that were originally on the sword had also become dim.

He picked up the broken sword.

The invisible force that imprisoned Shen Baitu disappeared, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.After finally stabilizing his figure, when he raised his head, he saw Xie Xiaoyi's movements, and he asked, "The sword is broken, why are you still holding it?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "Take it back and use it as a fire stick."

Shen Baitu: "You, you... you are violent! You will regret it, wait in the future...you will definitely regret it!"

Xie Xiaoyi: "Really? I don't believe it."

Xie Xiaoyi put the broken sword into the Qiankun bag.He didn't realize that when he touched the broken sword, the cloud on the sword moved like a living thing, sinking into his skin bit by bit.

Yunxia quickly disappeared.

Correspondingly, the auspicious cloud and fire patterns on Xie Xiaoyi's forehead became more prosperous, revealing a faint golden glow.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't know anything about it, she thought that the cloud pattern should recede when the sword was broken, so she didn't take it to heart.

The matter with the sword has been completely resolved, and he should start again, but there is an extra neurotic who is noisy and noisy, so he insists on going with him.

Xie Xiaoyi said: "We don't know you."

Shen Baitu said confidently: "I know you all, I am Shen Baitu, a disciple of Wangshan Sect."

Gu Bai interjected: "You know me too?"

Shen Baitu gave him a condescending look, his eyes were full of: who are you?Passerby?do not know.

Gu Bai ran to complain: "Brother, don't take him, brain damage can be passed from person to person."

Xie Xiaoyi: "Oh? I think you are quite brain-dead."

Gu Bai: "..."

Xie Xiaoyi thought this person was very strange, so he came over with a face of familiarity, and shamelessly said that the Shenxia Sword belonged to him.

——But it might be his, that's what the remnant soul said.

It's just that everything is on a first-come, first-served basis, right?Always show some respect to those in line.

Even if you really want the Shenxia Sword, you have to wait until he is dead.

Xie Xiaoyi thought for a while and made a decision: "Follow him if he likes."

Gu Bai was shocked: "Huh?"

Xie Xiaoyi waved her hand: "Let's go."

Xie Xiaoyi didn't want to see the Holy Mother on a whim, but just felt that Shen Baitu was a little familiar.

It's not about how familiar it looks, but the feeling he reveals from his bones.

Out of place, not like people of this world.

There is also a foolish innocence, as if he feels that he can control everything.

Xie Xiaoyi was in a daze.

I always feel that he seemed to have such a period of illness before, how did he recover later?

Xie Xiaoyi tried hard to recall, and always felt that her memory seemed to be missing a section.There was a blank in the middle, and I couldn't remember anything.