Master, he never speaks

The way Wen Yunsheng practices is the most difficult way. While it brings him dangers and difficulties, it also brings him infinite vitality. This is the way of swordsmanship with both risks and benefits. If you want to get the truth, you have to pay a price.

I saw the natal sword moving automatically in the air without wind, and the rhyme of heaven and dao that emanated from the sword became more and more obvious, making it difficult to breathe. Wen Yunsheng was suppressed by this rhyme until the blood vessels in his neck almost burst, but he still didn't let go.

Wen Yunsheng: "Disciple Wen Yunsheng, please ask Master Tiandao to manifest the last trace of Dao rhyme. Yunsheng is willing to sacrifice half of his life in exchange for my master Zhu Hanshuang's whereabouts!"

When Wen Yunsheng said these words, his eyes were extremely firm. Even if the last trace of Dao rhyme left by the former Heavenly Dao stood in front of him, he was still fearless. As long as he could save Zhu Hanshuang, what would his low life be for nothing? Woolen cloth?

Wen Yunsheng struggled to support himself. His serious illness had not completely healed, and there were still hidden wounds in his body. Whenever he used his spiritual power and blood, he was crying and crying. The pain could torture any adult.

Wen Yunsheng: "..."

Wen Yunsheng was also in pain. The new injury and the old injury doubled the pain. He took a deep breath, and felt itching in his chest. After all, he couldn't hold back his breath, and coughed up a mouthful of extremely thick blood. .

Tiandao saw that he had made up his mind, sighed inaudibly, condensed 99 Dahua invisible sword qi in the air, aimed at Wen Yunsheng's body, and said to Wen Yunsheng in an old and old voice:

Tiandao: "Son, if you spend half your life asking for directions, will you not regret it in this life?"

Hearing this, Wen Yunsheng raised his head, his gaze was as firm as a rock, without any wavering, even though he was surrounded by 99 Dahua invisible sword qi, he still didn't have the slightest thought of retreating.

This is Wen Yunsheng's way of swordsmanship, this is his sword heart, once he starts to practice this kind of swordsmanship, he will never turn back, he will revive the dead in a desperate situation, and open up a new light in death.

Although Wen Yunsheng was in a mess and covered with blood donations, his eyes could not be deceiving. Wen Yunsheng just looked at the former Heavenly Dao so resolutely, with ruthlessness in his voice, and said word by word:

Wen Yunsheng: "In this life, I will not regret it."

Once Tiandao's last ray of consciousness saw that Wen Yunsheng's mind had been decided, and finally said nothing more, with another inaudible sigh, it raised its hand, and the 99 Dahua invisible sword energy was ready to go, every time The sword with the handle exudes a penetrating chill.

Tiandao's conscious hand pressed down, and all Dahua's invisible sword energy shot towards Wen Yunsheng mercilessly in an instant. Every sword was extremely painful, first one, two, five... ...twelve handles...33 handles...66 handles...

Finally, No.90 with nine handles.

Wen Yunsheng: "..."

Wen Yunsheng couldn't bear this pain anymore. As the number of invisible sword energy penetrated into his body increased, extremely ugly sword marks also appeared on Wen Yunsheng's face. The sword marks were weird and ugly, as if they were alive...

This life has been branded on Wen Yunsheng's cheeks, and it will never be erased.

Wen Yunsheng lay dying on the ground, his lips were stained red with blood, his pupils were a little dizzy, and the sword marks on his face had sucked half of his vitality. Wen Yunsheng, who was originally in his youth, now had a somewhat old look on his body. smell.

Tiandao: "Why are you doing this?"

Tiandao shook his head and sighed. It has also seen many people practice this kind of swordsmanship, but no one can be as determined as Wen Yunsheng. He didn't shout a word.

Wen Yunsheng: "..."

Hearing Tiandao's voice, Wen Yunsheng raised his head reluctantly, a stream of blood and tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, he stretched out a hand towards Tiandao with all his strength, his fingertips moved slightly, his lips trembled, and spit out two inaudible words. Character:

Wen Yunsheng: "Position...position..."

Tiandao took a deep look at Wen Yunsheng, but it's a pity that it is no longer Tiandao, it is just a remnant of the former Tiandao, otherwise Wen Yunsheng's life could be saved.

But now, the position of the Dao of Heaven has already pointed to a person somewhere.

Tiandao: "Go north, to the North Sea, the deepest place in the North Sea."

After Tiandao said this, he waved his hand slightly, and the Dahua invisible sword energy dissipated. It took one last look at Wen Yunsheng, shook his head, turned and left.

The obscure meaning of the way of heaven gradually dissipated in the air, leaving only a field of flower petals chopped off by the sword energy.

Wen Yunsheng: "Master..."

Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot;

The night is over, the east window is not white and the waning moon is condensed. (From "Thousands of Years: Counting Sounds")

Looking back, the young man saw that the pear blossoms had fallen, and the lights in the Jiange had long since gone out.

On the other side, Zhu Hanshuang has been thinking about escaping for the past few days, and he really can't wait for time. He can feel that his body has become weaker recently. If he doesn't escape from here...

The cheating mission assigned by the Lord God will never be completed again, Zhu Jixiu...Zhu Jixiu will die.

Zhu Hanshuang didn't want to see such a scene, so he had been looking for a way to escape these days, but Zhu Jixiu was too shrewd and thoughtful, so he never gave Zhu Hanshuang a chance.

Zhu Hanshuang: 【How can I successfully escape from here...】

In order not to expose himself in front of Zhu Jixiu, the small system communicated with Zhu Hanshuang in the past few days, using handwritten notes, returning to the era of elementary school students.

System: [Frost, don't be discouraged, you are not fighting alone!Maybe Mu Ying and Yun Sheng are trying their best to find a chance to save you! 】

Zhu Hanshuang: 【I hope they don't do that... I don't want to see them get hurt, I don't want to see them argue with Zhu Jixiu because of me. 】

The current Zhu Jixiu, even Zhu Hanshuang, couldn't beat him, let alone Mu Ying and Wen Yunsheng?

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, what are you thinking?"

Zhu Jixiu noticed that Zhu Hanshuang was distracted, and he smiled at Zhu Hanshuang with a gentle face on the surface, but in fact there was a very dangerous look in his eyes.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

Zhu Hanshuang just looked at Zhu Jixiu, and he knew what this little fox was thinking.

Zhu Jixiu: "This is the pear blossom cake I made for Master. Would you like to try some, Master? I remember when I was still in the Jiange, I often made pear blossom cakes for Master."

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, please taste it quickly and see if the taste changes."

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang looked down at the plate of pear blossom cakes in front of her. It was indeed Zhu Jixiu's handicraft. This pear blossom cake was very successful. The inside was soft and sweet pear blossom filling, and the outside was crispy and crispy. Everyone who has tasted it said it was good.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

If it was the past, Zhu Hanshuang would definitely try it, but he shrank his fingertips, and suddenly thought of an excellent solution in his mind.

He figured out a way to get rid of the clingy little fox.