ink blade

The days passed in the shadow of swords and swords.

The Central Plains Rebel Army went deep into the lair of the poisonous religion in southern Xinjiang, broke through the maze, and wiped out the Gu insects, and fought a hard and tough battle.I don't know when, Dongxue replaced Qiushuang, and the sun rises and the moon sets is a round of time.

Chu Yan didn't remember how many times he had been bathed in blood, how many people he had killed, let alone how many internal and external injuries he had suffered.

I don't know if it's too late, I don't know if it's too late.

All he can do is go faster, and faster.The sword in your hand must be fast, and the steps forward must be fast. In such a day and night, the pain gradually becomes numb, and the fatigue is no longer felt. The soul is separated from the body, and finally sinks into a dark swamp.

"Hallmaster...Hallmaster..."

"—Hallmaster Chu!"

The smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, and his consciousness and five senses were dragged back.

Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and first felt the severe pain and exhaustion all over his body.When the winter wind came from nowhere, it froze from head to toe like a bucket of ice water.

"..."

Chu Yan squinted his eyes with difficulty, and his vision changed from blurred to clear.

He was leaning on the stone wall covered in blood, crowds gathered in the grottoes on all sides, and Yingfeng and Yinglei were guarding his side, their faces full of anxiety.

Yingfeng helped him to stand up straight, and said in a low voice: "Hall Master, you are awake."

Xu/Mingxi handed over the water bag and the elixir, and said worriedly: "Prince Chu, now that you're here, don't be in a hurry. Don't push yourself too far."

Time went around and settled at the present moment, and they finally... finally came to the last step.

The main altar of the Wuxian Sect has been destroyed. This Wuxian Sect was defeated by the righteous soldiers of the Central Plains decades ago. This time, even the resurgent ashes were trampled out by them.

The remnants of the sect scattered like birds and beasts, only the leader Yan Luo stuck to the main altar, and now he is also trapped in this grotto, the situation is over.

Chu Yan pressed the corners of his eyebrows with difficulty, took two sips of water, and murmured hoarsely: "How many days are you..."

I don't know when it started, but he gradually began not to distinguish between day and night, numbly asking the people around him for the day over and over again, even asking several times on the same day.

It's not about what year and month it is, but about how many days and nights have passed since he left the Nine Layers Palace.

How many days and nights have passed since he left the ink blade in the Nine Layers Palace and went to the southern border alone.

Many people quietly commented that the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace was probably not far from going crazy, or maybe he was already crazy.After all, looking at the wandering appearance of these three souls and seven souls, it seems that the last ray of obsession is holding him to trek in the world, and I don't know...

I don't know, if one day the news of the death of his family's guard comes from the Central Plains, this man will be reduced to nothing.

Xu/Mingxi fell silent.Yingfeng's face darkened, and he dared not answer truthfully: "It has been 48 days since the Hall Master left the religion."

Chu Yan said nothing more.

Lin Yun once asserted that Mo Ren would not survive two months.But now that the 48th has passed, he dare not ask for news in the hall.

Chu Yan raised the Xuanhong sword, stood up and walked forward.However, there was a severe pain in his left leg, his face turned pale, and he fell down amidst the exclamation of everyone behind him.

"Hall Master!" The two guardians of Fenglei wanted to rush up to help him, but Chu Yan insisted on supporting his body with his long sword, and he regained his footing, smiling bitterly and looking at his blood-stained left leg——

At that time, a poisonous snake bit his calf.He only thought that if he was poisoned, he would not be able to move forward with his sword. With a wave of Xuanhong, he cut off the piece of flesh directly, and the people around him hadn't reacted when the blood spurted out.

... In nearly two months, he was able to make himself such a mess.

If Ah Ren sees it...

Chu Yan sighed lightly, not daring to think about it any more.

"Let's go."

"That thief Yan Luo should be ahead."

……

The general altar of the Wuxian sect, the cave of poisonous insects.

The Central Plains rebels surrounded this place, and Chu Yan asked everyone not to move.He carried Xuanhong alone, and walked in first.

There are no more poisonous insects in the poisonous insect cave, and all the five poisonous things here have been released during the confrontation a few days ago, stopping the Central Plains rebels for a long time.

In the end, they used ingenious tricks to introduce it into a dry valley, and with the help of the winter wind and dry fire, they burned it clean.

So now there is only one bare cave left, and the depth is connected to the sky. If an opponent goes around and shoots arrows above, the people inside will have no defense.

No one could understand why Yan Luo, that treacherous scum, retreated to such a place in the end.

Snowing.

The sky was accompanied by snow falling, and it seemed to be foggy.

Yan Luo sat at the innermost place.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, his back slanted against the stone wall, slumped like a rotten tree, as if he had been drained of all vitality.

Chu Yan was bruised all over his body, and his loose long hair was drenched in cold sweat. He walked towards Yan Luo with his long sword step by step, as if his footsteps were flimsy.

Blood dripped down behind him.

He made a bloody journey.

"Yan Luo."

Chu Yan spoke hoarsely, and raised his long sword.The knuckles of his right hand, which was holding Xuanhong tightly, were protruding and turning blue, blood snaked from the hilt to the scabbard, and then turned into a few drops of red beads and fell.

The blade of the sword is as sharp as ice, reflecting the pitch-black phoenix eyes, "It's about you and me, it's been so many years, let's settle it."

Yan Luo was still sitting there, and slowly opened his eyes upon hearing the sound.

"It's over..."

His eyes were dark and blue, but his eyes were not focused on the sky above the poisonous worm cave, as if he wanted to see someone in the hazy halo.

Yan Luo murmured: "What is the end?"

There is nothing left.

Like not remembering how many years ago, he lost everything.

Only this time, he will never meet a child in white who looks up at the sky and him in the depths of the cave again, bringing him the hope of making a comeback.

Does he regret it?

Yan Luo couldn't figure it out, did he regret it?

The sky was still bright and the snow was falling like flowers.No matter how many thousands of years have passed, the reincarnation of spring and autumn is always the same.

A line of black blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Yan Luo's mouth.

"—Yan Luo!!"

Chu Yan's expression changed suddenly, the long sword in his hand flew out of the sea like a dragon, and pierced into Yan Luo's mouth in a flash, prying open the man's teeth dripping with blood.

"It's late..." Yan Luo laughed softly, more and more blood came out of his mouth, "I've already...taken poison..."

"You!" Xuan Hong went deeper.

Yan Luo bit the tip of her sword and laughed even more wildly, "...I didn't...lose...!"

He laughed until his shoulders trembled, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "The ancient books of the Wuxian Cult...have all been burned...you can't find the antidote..."

The blood on Chu Yan's face faded, as if he had been struck by five thunders.With a sway of his body, he held on and did not fall.

Yan Luo grinned the corners of her mouth, her eyes were about to split open, and she said word by word: "Chu Yan, I want...under the Nine Springs...to see the pain of not getting what you ask for...!"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed forward!

With a chirp, Chu Yan didn't close the sword in time, and the Xuanhong sword is a rare sharp weapon in the world, it pierced through the back of Yan Luo's head in an instant, killing the man's breath.

The gurgling blood stained Yan Luo's robe.

The corpse fell straight forward with a muffled bang.It was only at this time that he could see that he was holding an embroidered sachet in his right hand, which was also gradually soaked in blood.

"Hallmaster Chu!"

At this moment, everyone in the rear rushed up one after another, staring at the scene in amazement.

Chu Yan staggered a few steps in a daze, panting unsteadily, and the hand holding Xuanhong was shaking.

After a few breaths, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and half-kneeled on the ground wearily.

He looked at Yan Luo's body, the blood was still spreading on the ground.My brain, which was already dulled by the injury, went blank, and I didn't know where I was and what to do next.

Someone shouted in the ear: "Shui Zhuzhu is back!"

Shui Miaoer led a group of people to rush in, just now Chu Yan and others came to the Poisonous Insect Cave to kill Yan Luo, the leader of Wuxian Sect, and she brought some other people to search for the classics in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of Wuxian Sect.

However, at this moment, most of these people had empty hands, and only three or five people held some scrolls and books with scorched corners with ugly faces, as if they had been snatched from the fire.

Seeing this situation, many people secretly said "too bad" in their hearts, and some people couldn't bear to look at the face of the Nine Layers Palace Master any longer.

Chu Yan turned around stiffly, his eyes were bloodshot, but his throat seemed to be clogged with blood, unable to speak for a while, he just stared at Shui Miao'er, waiting for the final sentence.

"Miaoer..."

Xu/Mingxi's voice was dry, and he was also looking at the woman in front of him.

In the dignified atmosphere, Shui Miaoer stepped forward step by step.

She could also see that Chu Yan's mental state was close to a complete breakdown at the moment, so she said first: "Don't worry, Lord."

"Nine out of ten poisonous books and prescriptions in the Wuxian sect were indeed burned. But the old man who guarded the library was begging for his life and told a secret that the old Wuxian sect only knew."

"Three days later, on the night of the full moon, a strange flower will bloom on the southern slope of the poisonous insect cave. This flower is a sacred object cultivated by the Wuxian sect for many years. When it is in full bloom... it can cure all poisons."

The author has something to say: both Yanbai and Bai died to check in.After all, the focus of this book is not on the martial arts plot, and the plot of Nanjiang has been quickly covered. I know you all want to see the palace master go back to save Ah Ren2333

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