Sword Intent Lingqiu

"Do not--"

In an instant, the strange assassin who appeared and disappeared at that time, the piercing sound of swords and soldiers clashing around, and even the enemy who was tentatively approaching him, all disappeared from Nanming Lihuo's mind.Only the figure of the girl was left in front of her eyes, her eyes were wide open as if she hadn't realized what happened, she slowly, slowly slid down to the ground, the blood stained from her waist, dyeing the light blue belt red up.

"what?"

When Luo Xing'er fell down, she was even a little inexplicable.

Invisibility, flashing, really are the unique skills of the dark fragrance... There is no warning, no pain, I just feel that when my waist hits, my hands and feet are instantly weak, and I let go of the lantern.

"It seems that this is the end..." Luo Xing'er, who was limp on the ground, still clearly remembered the feeling of the cold weapon passing through her body a moment ago, from the back of the waist straight to the abdomen.Crouching slightly, she could clearly see the wound on her abdomen, bleeding gurglingly, almost staining half of her skirt red, but miraculously, she was numb all over without pain—a sudden cut, plus immediate anesthetic At this moment, I, who was waiting for death to come, unexpectedly felt sober and calm like never before.

It's just that I can't move, and I can't open my mouth.

So Luo Xing'er watched helplessly. In the grass a few steps away, the little monk who was already dying staggered and stood up.

"Xing'er!" Nanming Lihuo felt pain in every part of his body, a strange force was circulating in his body, his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were pulling and twisting each other, and his limbs had already lost control.But none of these could stop him from standing up, standing up, walking over to Xing'er... There seemed to be a flame in his heart that exploded, and he didn't know whether it was anger or sadness.The pain in my body is nothing compared to the pain in my heart at this moment——

There seemed to be a slight "click" sound in the ear.

This is probably the sound of heartbreak.

The disciples of Yunmeng who lost Luo Xing'er and Nanming Lihuo could no longer hold back the opponent's fierce attack, they retreated steadily, and newcomers fell from time to time.The battle line moved away like this, and for a while, no one cared about the dying person in the corner, and there was a lot of space around him.

Dragging his heavy body, the scarred little monk finally threw himself beside the girl.Luo Xing'er's face looked paler and paler, her body temperature subconsciously dropped, and her youthful vitality seemed to flow away along with the unstoppable blood.Nanming Lihuo hastily reached out his hand, exerting all his strength, desperately pressing down on the bleeding wound.

"Hold on! Xing'er, hold on!"

Nanming Lihuo hated his young and weak body as much as he did now.The huge wound couldn't even be covered with one hand, and the child's hands were so weak.The viscous, warm liquid kept oozing out from between the fingers, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Luo Xing'er began to feel a little cold.She lay quietly on her back, staring blankly at Senior Brother Nanming who was desperately trying to save her.

"Pa-ta." Some unknown liquid dripped on his face, it was cool.

Luo Xing'er was stunned.This was the first time, and maybe the last time she saw such a senior brother, and she felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she suddenly understood something, and felt an indescribable feeling.Suddenly, I really wanted to speak, but there was nothing I could do. In the end, I could only blink stupidly, and then blink again.

Nanming Lihuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't dare to leave Luo Xing'er's face for a moment, the corners of his eyes almost burst open.This silly wink is naturally seen--what a familiar and friendly expression!Even at this moment, he still looks so cute... Nanming Lihuo suddenly curled up his mouth and smiled, but this smile was uglier than crying, on a bloody, almost hideous face.

"Pa-ta." Another liquid dripped down.

"No, no, I won't allow it..." Nanming Lihuo shook his head with a strange expression, his gaze contained a thousand words, and he looked deeply into the other's eyes, his expression almost crazy, "You are still so young...I won't allow it !"

……

Luo Xing'er felt that she might have some kind of hallucination.Because she saw a burst of light in her gradually blurred vision, which seemed to emanate from the chest of the little brother Nanming.The golden light became brighter and brighter, so that the sky was darkened by it.

"Boom——" It seems that in an instant, billowing dark clouds gathered in the bright sky, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.Only from time to time, lightning flashes across the thick clouds, illuminating a small piece of sky, but this light is so fleeting that people can't catch it.The deep thunder seemed to ring out from the bottom of everyone's heart, making people's scalps tingle.

And the golden light on Nanming Lihuo's body was particularly dazzling in the darkness.The people around were stabbed so hard that they couldn't open their eyes for a moment, they couldn't look at them so hotly, they had to back away, as if some kind of invisible huge force pushed away all the people around at once, a space suddenly vacated around the golden light. big circle.

"The mysterious treasures of the heavens are reserved for the rest of the world; the three gods and objects are beautiful, and Nanming will open them by himself."

Almost everyone saw the sixteen large seal script characters floating in the air.But no one knows the meaning of it.It's just that everyone immediately realized that it was quite miraculous. Just looking at each other, they felt that all the restlessness in their hearts was suddenly calmed down, and the five poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion disappeared.

But before everyone could recover from this miraculous feeling, they heard a "Boom!" in their ears, and a huge golden flame exploded from the center of the light, and everyone lost their senses in an instant. consciousness.

However, in the center of the light, Luo Xing'er, who was gradually losing her five senses, only felt that her whole body was extremely warm, and the bone-chilling chill just now was dispelled without a trace left.I clearly shouted in my heart and struggled to open my eyes so that I could continue to look at the senior brother who was in an unknown situation in front of me, but I only felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the drowsiness was overwhelming and irresistible.

It was like a tired traveler who had been traveling day and night for years finally reached the destination, found a set of the softest and most comfortable mattress in the world, and suddenly fell deeply into a sweet dreamland.

Before falling into a deep sleep, Luo Xing'er heard a deep sigh clearly.

It was the voice of an adult man, it was the voice of Senior Brother Nan Ming when she first met him.

……

"quack--"

After an unknown amount of time, Yunmeng Weilanju, which had fallen into dead silence, suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings, mixed with one or two rough and shrill birdsong.

A huge egret suddenly swooped down, closed its momentum abruptly, closed its wings lightly, and landed on the top of the steps.

"Has it finally come to this step?" Mr. Bailu sighed with his head lowered.

A cyan ancient long sword lay quietly on the ground, its light was dim, and it looked inconspicuous.But if you take a closer look, you will find that it is quite special. The sword body is one piece, exquisite workmanship, without any trace of forging; It is as moist as a bath; no one is holding it, but it is trembling slightly, buzzing, and seems to be spiritual.

Mr. Bailu turned his head, as if he was listening to something in the void.It took a while before he nodded and said: "That's right, Dim Fragrance is the power in the hands of 'that one'. It has its own secret method to greatly increase its power, making it invincible to fellow practitioners. It's just a tool to maintain the 'order' of the dream. By myself, this time Yunmeng's destruction of the family was all at his behest.""

The long sword suddenly buzzed violently, Mr. Bailu paused, and then shook his head: "The behavior is unreasonable... If you can understand that 'that one' intends to stir up disputes in the world, it is not difficult to understand " Before the long sword continued to question, Lord Bailu took a few steps on the spot and sighed: "It is difficult to seek good, but easy to seek evil. There are three thousand ways, but the way of evil is the easiest. The blaze of qi can be turned into a physical body, and self-cultivation from it can achieve twice the result with half the effort, a thousand miles a day."

Facing the ill-fated Nanming Lihuo who has fallen into such a state now, Mr. Bailu unexpectedly became emotional, even chattering: "Nanming Lihuo Sword is the treasure of refining demons before Master Bodhidharma crossed the river. Demons are exactly the nemesis of 'that one'. He still doesn't know your existence, who would have thought that the legendary sealed Nanming Lihuo Sword would appear in this small world in human form..."

"...Maybe it really is God's will in the dark."