[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

, Weizhou, Liu Heita's base camp, can be captured in a short time.

In November, there was heavy snow in the north, freezing the world.

Li Jiancheng was dressed in light armor, and his fur cloak reached his knees. The snow had accumulated a foot thick and was buried on the leather boots. His body was already covered with a layer of unmelted silver.

Yi Shui was standing three steps behind him, people and vehicles were passing by on the street, these two stood in the middle of the street for more than an hour, without moving half a step, no one dared to provoke him.

Li Jiancheng stared at Bai Xue at his feet, the hand holding the sword was already bruised, the blood in his body was about to burn with excitement, a faint, vague, extremely familiar feeling seemed to break out of the ground.The attraction between souls cannot be blocked by any kind of banning technique, not even Nu Wa.

Fen Ji, the sword made of the half soul of Changqin, his soul, is calling for him in this city, asking for his company, and wanting to be one with him.

It was getting closer and stronger, and the throbbing was about to get out of control, as if waiting for a lover who had devoted his whole life, that person came on snow, leaving no trace, ethereal, but it affected all his mind!

At the end of the long street, a six or seven-year-old girl helped a middle-aged woman over. The girl was wrapped in several layers, and she was wrapped in a quilt, holding a rough sword bag and the person she was supporting had a pale and sickly face, still beautiful, but his figure was straight in a thin shirt and short jacket, and he didn't look cold at all.

They seemed to be walking very slowly, but they were already behind Li Jiancheng in an instant. Yi Shuijian blocked the girl, and the girl under the hood blinked her eyes and looked up at the prince.

"Stay here." Li Jiancheng smiled, the ice and snow in the sky melted a bit, he just looked at the girl, as if he didn't even catch a glimpse of the giant sword in her arms, "The senior beside you is seriously injured and has been demonized Poison, but I can cure her."

The woman coughed a few times, her lips were as red as blood, and she half closed her eyes and asked, "Are you waiting for me, or are you waiting for this sword?"

Li Jiancheng didn't speak, just raised his hand lightly, Yi Shui stepped forward to lead the two of them to the inn in front, Li Jiancheng followed at the end, his eyes seemed to be reddened, and it was as deep as a cold pool, and the footprints on the snow were like his mood.

The ups and downs of life and death for thousands of years can't make him calm at this moment, because he has been waiting for too long.

The snow that fills the sky and the earth is still falling, without beginning or end, and you can’t see through the snow curtain. Thousands of miles of Yinhua are bleak, a carriage rushes past the door of the inn, shaking off some pine snow on the wall, and two ruts are trampled by passers-by Gotta be intermittent.

Murong Ziying was sitting on the wall, Qionghua Taoist uniform was covered with a snow-colored short cloak, he was looking at the couplet pasted at the gate of the inn, he was stuffing a bean-filled sweet bun into his mouth, and just left a piece on the tender white skin. There were light teeth marks, and a trace of bright red overflowed from the corners of his lips. He frowned and wiped away the blood, and continued to eat his buns.

No.12 times

The Fenji Sword has been in Youdu for thousands of years, isolated from the Six Realms, suppressed by Nuwa's divine power, and has a spirit but no consciousness.In the dark and cold, the pain of confinement, the collision all the time, you can't see the darkness and you can't wait for the sun, there is nothing.

Resentment grows crazily, hatred with nowhere to go boils all the time, the stronger the power of Fenji, the faster it rises, the restraint of Youdu is getting weaker and weaker, but it can last for hundreds of years.However, the soul in the sword somehow condensed the divine breath of the dragon vein, revealing the location of Youdu.

The group of demons is still in the process of conquering the enchantment, and Da Wuxian sits in Youdu and asks Aunt Wu to take the sword out of Youdu. The one who actually protects the sword is Wuxian's seven-year-old daughter, Han Xinzi.

In the middle of the night, there is no moon or stars, the whole city is buried in the snow, only the sound of snow falling between the sky and the earth, the inn is as dark as a cloud of ink, and you can’t see anything when you open your eyes.

Han Xinzi sat cross-legged on the couch, leaning against the wall to sleep with his sword in his arms, and Fen Ji was bleeding dark waves.

Cuiye was rolling in the clear water, and she could see the phoenix feathers drawn on the bottom of the porcelain. Someone was pouring tea into a cup. She raised her long green sleeves and looked up at the god in front of the piano case.

Changqin frowned. He stared at the phoenix on the table. His black hair was slumped on the strings, the wide-sleeved quilt was spread out, and the pattern of red birds and phoenixes ignited into flames. The halo of the colorful lights blurred his eyes.

"Your Highness, are you thinking of that Yao Shanshui scorpion again?" The voice of the Qingluo woman at the bottom of the jade steps was erratic.

"Water lizard?" Changqin murmured, and shook his head after a long pause, his long hair swayed like a waterfall, and the dark flowers on it seemed to flow, entangled the strings, he said, "Someone called Bengong."

Feng Laiqin was suddenly engulfed by the evil spirit, turning into a red-black long sword, blood filled the hall, the black evil spirit was surging, the sword turned and cut off countless black hairs.Changqin retreated quickly, endless hatred impacted his spirit body, and the resentment entangled wildly, wanting him, wanting to merge, wanting him to accompany him.

He hated everything in this world, he also hated the prince Changqin, and hated the other half of himself.

Li Jiancheng opened his eyes, blood trickled from the corners of his lips, and smacked on the floor, his voice was dull, getting faster and faster.The soul of fate in the sword was attracted by the spirit in his body, breaking through the ban of Youdu, sweeping the evil spirit into his body, even though they were of the same origin and the same body, protected by the spirit, this body could not bear such fierce resentment.

"Master." Yi Shui called urgently, he leaned against the window, monsters gradually gathered around the inn, and the evil spirit became stronger.

Li Jiancheng wiped off the blood on his lips, picked up the sword and took half a step forward, the wall behind him rippled like water suddenly, pierced a thorn, and pierced straight to Li Jiancheng's back heart.In the dark, no one can see who is clear. There is a light ding, and the sound of gold and jade intersecting is repeated in an instant. The cold light trembles, and the sound stops abruptly like a torrential rain. Behind him, the cold snow reflected his face like white jade, and the sword was still unsheathed.

Yi Shui stood in front of Li Jiancheng, holding the attacking thorn with both hands, with vermilion faintly entwined between his fingers.Because of his poisonous spirit, the poison made by the Changqin was carried in his body on the day of formation. When he saw blood sealing his throat, all demons were afraid.

The evil spirit enveloped the entire inn, and all the nearby monsters were attracted. The long street was empty without a single figure, but on the snow in front of me, there appeared all kinds of human and non-human footprints out of thin air.Murong Ziying retreated to the door of the inn, looking at the moonless sky.

Spread a layer of barriers outside the inn, one layer ten steps away, and another layer twenty steps away, Murong Ziying drew her sword, took off her cloak and put it aside.The monster trapped in the barrier showed its shape, and the evil spirit affected everyone's insane, incomplete human form, with red eyes open, like red lanterns floating around at night, the human body, the beast's body Claws and fangs, a water demon covered in scales, a dog's head and a snake tail, cat ears and a human face, flowers, plants, trees and rocks shaped like ghosts, they stared at Murong Ziying and attacked the barrier fiercely. The young man stood on the steps holding a sword, just watching quietly with.

A faint light suddenly lit up in the dark inn. Han Xinzi's layers of cotton-padded clothes looked like a little snowball. Holding an oil lamp, he opened the door curtain, hugged the sword that was slipping down from his arms, and gently kicked open the door. , the inside suddenly lit up a bit.

The few people in the room did not move, and no one was willing to give her a look. Han Xinzi put the oil lamp on the table, looked at the thorn that Yishui had snatched, sighed crisply, and said to Li Jiancheng: "Please, Your Excellency." Don't blame Aunt Wu, this is also her responsibility, I will return this sword, and I hope you will be kind enough to save her."

The soul in this sword is the half soul of Changqin, and the sword should naturally belong to him. The little girl felt a little guilty for begging him to save her with something from others. Ji threw it over.Aunt Wu was exhausted, she was shocked and still wanted to grab the sword, but Yi Shui held her down and detoxified her own sword.

Han Xinzi is just a little adult, even more open-minded than adults, they can't compete with the half-soul of the God of War now, she nimbly slipped between Yi Shui and Aunt Wu, helped Aunt Wu to the door, He raised his head and said, "You shouldn't take other people's things, not even Empress Nuwa."

The door was gently closed, and the flickering oil lamp finally settled down. The prince raised his chin towards the window, turned around, walked to the table, and extinguished the lamp.

There was a sound of wind at night, Murong Ziying was walking outside the first barrier, dead bodies were strewn all over the snow, dead bones and broken grass, carrion and poisonous blood splashed everywhere.Qionghua aided Youdu, he was the only one who found Fenji's whereabouts in the chaos, and he followed him secretly. He had already suffered some insignificant internal injuries in Youdu, and along the way, Fenji's breath was sealed by the restriction, and there were no side effects. Well, the crown prince's completion seems to have something to do with this fierce sword. Otherwise, how a mortal sensed the location of Fen Ji, and now his evil spirit is soaring, probably has something to do with this person.

Now Murong Ziying's headache is not these attracted demons, but Man Tianxue Lingzi who is affected by the evil spirit.These elves in the snowy sky were originally condensed from the icy cold and extremely yin, and the evil spirit of burning silence became the most yang. Hey, Bu Xiao can smash his barrier in a short while, now he is busy strengthening and repairing the barrier.

A sharp sword light flew out from the inn, passed through the innermost barrier and landed beside Murong Ziying, turning into a young man in dark green brocade clothes, holding a long sword in a sapphire sheath, looking at the monster outside the second barrier , full of fierce air.

The boy is still the same as when we first met, Murong Ziying looked at Yi Shui who is now a little shorter than herself, and frowned, Yi Shui said after seeing this: "Master has his own way to pass through your barrier, He called me to help you."

Murong Ziying frowned even tighter, and asked, "How can I help?"

Yi Shui drew out his long sword, walked outside the second barrier, and said, "Master said your barrier is very good, if you want to disperse Xuelingzi, you can use the meteorite stone to bless the barrier."

Murong Ziying immediately understood, nodded and asked, "Since that's the case, why do you need to go out again?"

Yi Shui said: "Anyone who wants to harm the master should be killed."

The group of monsters gathered together, the enchantment emanated faint warmth, and all the snow spirits nearby melted away.When Fenglai Qinsui is in harmony with Fenji, yang is better than yin, and the cold snow recedes.Jian Guangmi