The heroine, she surrenders to the enemy every day

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are shining, the Milky Way is gorgeous, and the night is like a beam of radiant ink silk that envelops the entire Yuzao Peak.

As the breeze passed by, the sea of ​​trees on the top of the peak made a fine rustling sound, turning up billowing blue waves.The cascading shadows of the trees cast their teeth and claws on the ground, like ghosts walking in the night.

Birds and beasts disappeared, leaving a piece of peace and tranquility.

But this tranquility was soon broken.

A green figure flew out from the sky above the sea of ​​trees. Her figure was tall and slender like a green bamboo, her complexion was whiter than snow, and she was a little sick. There were two balls of black air under her feet. Looking carefully, she was two A burly, gigantic evil spirit with an eerie purple-blue face.

She stepped on their thick shoulders, and the two ghosts supported her body to fly steadily.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhu Caiyi came to the edge of the cliff for the second time, and continued the unfinished task of the day: taking the sword.

"My lord, are you going down now?"

The ghost at the left foot looked down at the cliff, and the clouds that blocked the view during the day cast heavy shadows.

"Wait a minute." Zhu Caiyi took out the two pills that Yun Biyue gave her during the day from her sleeve, swallowed them, and mobilized some ghost energy to protect her body, "Okay, let's go down!"

The two ghosts responded: "No", one swooped down from the top of the cliff, as fast as a cheetah.

Zhu Caiyi passed through the misty clouds smoothly, and the darkness below opened a deep and huge mouth, spitting out a raging wind, like a wind barrier intercepting her falling body, trying to drive her back the way she came.

Zhu Caiyi struggled to sink against the wind, and the wind roared upwards, and the two sides refused to give an inch. She just hung in the air like this, unable to get up or down.

The blade of the wind was like a knife, scraping her cheek sorely, and there was an annoying buzzing like a fly in her ears, but she couldn't hear anything else, her black hair was blown away, and her green shirt fluttered like a banner.

"Break the wind!" Zhu Caiyi yelled loudly, inadvertently the wind pierced his mouth, and coughed violently again.

Roar! ! !

The two ghosts under their feet looked terrified, and screamed loudly, the muscles of their arms swelled twice, one arm protected Zhu Caiyi to prevent her from falling, and the other arm swung its sharp claws to grab at the wind barrier, Tear apart the wind coming from the pavement, and open a passage in the middle.

They fell all the way, and when they reached the ground, the strong wind finally stopped, and the buzzing in their ears gradually disappeared.

The two ghosts knelt down on one knee, and Zhu Caiyi walked off their shoulders and stepped on the solid ground to feel at ease.

She looked up at Siye, and Shen Jianyuan showed her true face in front of her.

In the crescent-shaped narrow and long valley, the vegetation is withered and sparse, and there are many strange rocks.In the front is the steep cliff of Huangchang Mountain, and in the back is the Jiutian Waterfall hanging from the ridge of Chituo Mountain. The waterfall enters the valley and diverts into more than a dozen gurgling streams. Fish and shrimps occasionally play and swim at the bottom of the water.

Zhu Caiyi walked along the stream, and the two ghosts acted as guards, one on the left and the other on the right.

Along the way, unowned swords were sealed in scabbard dust, silently inserted in the cracks of the stone, and stood up as sad and mottled sword monuments.

They stood in the long time, waiting lonely, waiting for someone to brush off the dust from the sheath, pull out the three-foot green blade, bring them back to the vast world, gallop back to the old ambition, and stir up the sky. wind and rain.

Her Taiwei Sword should be among them.

However, Zhu Caiyi traveled all over Shen Jianyuan, but she couldn't see the familiar ancient sword for a long time.

Zhu Caiyi's heart sank. It has been more than 500 years since she left Que Yangzong.

If so, there is no way.Once the spirit sword makes a master-slave contract with someone, it will never change its master unless that person dies.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhu Caiyi couldn't hide her melancholy. After all, it was the sword that accompanied her for a hundred years, which was too small for her. It was not only a weapon in hand, but also a partner who had experienced countless lives and deaths together.

The two ghosts sensed Zhu Caiyi's depressed mood, and quickly comforted him: "My lord, there is always a banquet in the world, and the world will not last forever. It's just a sword. Whether you get it or not is fate, so don't pay too much attention to it." .”

"Yes! Yes! As the old saying goes, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come. There are so many swords here, why don't you just pick one more?"

Zhu Caiyi shook his head: "Taiwei is a peerless divine weapon cast by ancient golden immortals made of perishable iron. It is beyond comparison with ordinary spirit swords. Where can I find another one?"

Finally sighed: "Forget it, maybe the fate is really over, we can't force it, let's go back!"

Just as he was about to return the same way, the evil spirit on the left suddenly pointed to the brook flowing out from between the rocks beside him, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Your Majesty, there is something wrong in the stream!"

Zhu Caiyi stared at it. In the originally clear stream, fish and shrimps surfaced one after another. The belly of the fish was turned upside down, and the belly was ripped open, revealing the bloody internal organs and blue-yellow fish roe. The bottom of the water bloomed, gradually dyeing the entire creek deep red.

The surface of the water kept bubbling and bubbling, more and more, more and more violently—then there was a "wow", a two-meter-high water column was stirred up on the surface of the water, and something rushed out from the bottom of the water.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud clang, and an ancient sword with its blade facing down stood in the open space in front of it, blocking Zhu Caiyi's way.

Zhu Caiyi took a closer look and found that it was not Taiwei, but an ancient sword she had never seen before.

This sword has no scabbard, the body of the sword is covered by a layer of mottled red rust shell, and the tip of the sword is cut off, leaving an arc-shaped gap.

It just came out of the water, it was dripping wet, water stains dripped intermittently on the ground along the edge of the sword, it looked extremely shabby.

Zhu Caiyi glanced at the wound on the belly of the dead fish: "Did you do those fish and shrimp?"

Gu Jian sounded a sharp sword sound, as if responding.

"Why do this?"

Gu Jian leaned towards her right hand.

Zhu Caiyi narrowed her eyes slightly: "You mean you are stronger than Taiwei and more suitable to be my saber?"

The blade of the ancient sword swung up and down, as if nodding slightly.

Zhu Caiyi smiled: "Sorry, I don't have the idea of ​​changing the sword yet, please find another master."

Then he walked past Gu Jian without hesitation and walked away slowly.

The ancient sword trembled violently on the spot, suddenly soared into the air, and circled around Zhu Caiyi, refusing to leave no matter what.

This posture clearly said: "If you don't agree, I will keep pestering you!"

Zhu Caiyi couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect that she would be raped.

The evil ghost on the right pouted, and murmured to the ghost on the left: "This broken sword really has no self-knowledge, and doesn't even look at its frustrating appearance. Is it worthy of our lord?"

Gu Jian didn't know if he heard the right ghost's words, it stopped in front of Zhu Caiyi, shook slightly, and there was another sword cry, the red rusty shell wrapped outside fell off, and an astonishing evil spirit overflowed When it came out, waves of air were set off, and the surrounding spirit swords inserted in the cracks of the rocks were shaken uncomfortably under the impact.

Zhu Caiyi's eyes flickered, carefully sizing up the sword body that was gradually emerging from under the rust.

First, there is the dark black hilt, which is covered with strange blood-colored patterns, like ghost hands stretching upwards, which makes people shudder.

The mouth of the mouth is carved with open teeth, with wide forehead and glaring eyes, which is lifelike.A sword edge that was less than three feet spit out from its mouth, the blade flowed like water, shining bright red luster, like a flirtatious beauty in red clothes dancing around her waist.

Although the tip of the sword is broken, the heart of the sword is not broken, this sword is absolutely extraordinary.

Zhu Caiyi was amazed in her heart, but the two ghosts behind her didn't know what to do.

You Gui still looked disgusted: "What's the use of making a big battle? How can a broken sword kill people..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ancient sword flashed and turned into a blood-colored meteor, passing through his neck with a puff.

The right ghost's head was separated from its body in an instant, fell to the ground a few times, turned into black air and disappeared without a trace.

"Ahh my head! My head!"

He hugged his empty neck, let out a howl that could pierce eardrums, and his huge and bulky body slammed around indiscriminately.

Zhu Caiyi raised her sleeves, and released another cloud of ghost energy, which was connected to the right ghost's neck and turned into his head.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The right ghost touched his lost and recovered head, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back at the ancient sword hanging in the air, his eyes were full of fear.

With the lesson learned from the past, the left ghost who was watching the bustle next to him also obediently kept his mouth shut, for fear that he would be the next one to lose his head.

Gu Jian shook a few times triumphantly, then returned to Zhu Caiyi, the hilt rubbed against her arm intimately, urging her to pick it up quickly.

Zhu Caiyi appeared in the body of the ghost king, and Zhu Hong's soul floated above the body, full of ghostly aura.The evil spirit in Mercury's eyes was boiling, which complemented the evil spirit emanating from the ancient sword.

Perhaps this is God's will!

Zhu Caiyi had to admit that compared to the upright Taiwei, the ruthless and bloodthirsty nameless ancient sword in front of her was more suitable for her now.

Ghost King and Blood Sword are a perfect match!

She stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the sword, lifted the ancient sword with one hand, and made a beautiful sword flower.

Mana was poured into the blade, and the crimson light shone brightly, and the contract was completed.

"What should I name you?"

Zhu Caiyi held a sword in one hand and flicked the blade with the other, thinking hard.

Ordinary swords had their names engraved on the scabbard, but this sword had lost its scabbard for some reason, and she didn't know its original name, so she could only choose another name for it.

After searching for a long time, Zhu Caiyi finally came up with a more suitable name: "Your name is Chiyuan, the red abyss."

Chi Yuan shook the blade, seemingly satisfied with the name.

With the new sword in hand, he was eager to try it, and when he returned, he flew with the sword.

Chiyuan, carrying Zhu Caiyi, ran like a thunderbolt, piercing the wind barrier with a sword, and then rose steadily, like a boat wandering in the sea of ​​clouds.

Seeing that they were useless, the two tool ghosts had no choice but to turn back into ghost spirits angrily, and were taken back by Zhu Caiyi.

Back at the residence, the sky was just getting white, and the morning was approaching, and the loud and clear crowing of cocks sounded.

With a thought of Zhu Caiyi, Chi Yuan shrunk down to the size of a dagger and hid it in his sleeve.

She lay back on the bed and continued to pretend to be asleep.

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Yin Wuhua woke up slowly, just after stretching, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

She looked on the bed, Zhu Caiyi was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, without any abnormality.

Yin Wuhua sighed, patted himself on the face, and complained secretly: I promised to take care of others, why did I fall asleep?

She stood up, went out to fetch a basin of water, and woke up Zhu Caiyi: "Junior Sister Bian, it's dawn, it's time to get up and wash up!"

Zhu Caiyi slowly opened her eyes, and greeted Yin Wuhua: "Good morning, Senior Sister."

After washing up and having breakfast, Yin Wuhua was sure that Zhu Caiyi was fine, so he left.

Zhu Caiyi remembered the agreement with Yun Biyue, and set off to look for her at the other party's residence.

Yun Biyue has always liked to be quiet, and the Nuanyue Pavilion where she lives is located in the most remote location of Que Yangzong.

Zhu Caiyi searched according to the route she remembered, but when she arrived at the destination, she couldn't believe her eyes.

Nuanyue Pavilion has changed a lot. Outside the pavilion, a fence wall with a height of two meters was built at some time, and the two wooden gates were tightly closed. On the left and the right, there were two pictures of door gods with crossed eyebrows.

Zhu Caiyi stood outside the fence and looked in, seeing a lush greenery.The two-story building stands gracefully, the snow-white walls are covered with green creepers and moss, the old simple and atmospheric navy blue roof tiles are painted with red paint, and red lanterns hang high under the eaves.

Two fences are set up on the open space on the left, and chickens are raised while ducks are raised.A high shed was built on the right, and a cow was tied inside, staring at Zhu Caiyi with huge eyes, mooing.

Three black lines slid across Zhu Caiyi's head.

—What the hell kind of farmhouse style is this?

If it weren't for the three big characters "Nuanyue Pavilion" written on the plaque on the roof, she would have thought that she had entered some rural lady's house by mistake!