After losing his memory, he was forced to marry his old enemy.

Although Lu Qi didn't know how Ning Jiyu found this place only by the temporary marks on the back of her neck that were almost completely fading, now is obviously not the time to think about these things, the most urgent thing is to solve the immediate troubles as soon as possible.

"Ah Qi, back off." Ning Jiyu said lightly.

The moonlight was not bright tonight, and the dim moonlight shone on Ning Jiyu's pale face, reflecting the fine bloodshot eyes in his eyes.When he was in a hurry, his hair was scattered, and the evening wind gently swept across Lu Qi's side face, arousing a strange itching.

Lu Qi took half a step back uncomfortably, held the sword in his hand, and looked forward warily.

The fierce ghost who was clamoring before was afraid of Ning Jiyu's high strength, so he stopped not far from the two of them and did not make a move for a long time, but the surrounding air has become cold because of the pressure that has risen in vain.

Ning Jiyu was indifferent on the face, but there was a storm in her heart.

He did have arrangements, but it wasn't the one in front of him!

The name of this fierce ghost is called Chiwang. As early as thousands of years ago, he had uncommon Taoism. He cultivated the way of evil ghosts and brought disaster to one side. He sent all kinds of gods to subdue him several times but failed, so he finally ran out. It wasn't until later that he teamed up with the God of War Lu Qi to suppress him under the Nine Layers of Hell.

Although thousands of years passed, the suppressing seal was bound to weaken day by day, but he shouldn't be able to escape so easily, and even find this place!

Ning Jiyu's gaze inadvertently swept across the slightly dim moonlight, feeling even more uneasy.

It's fine if it's just because of the ineffective supervision of the Nine Layers of Hell, but what if it's because of his declining strength...

Thousands of years ago, he still needed to join hands with Lu Qi to capture him. Now that imperial edict has been dormant for a long time, and Lu Qi has temporarily lost his godhead. I'm afraid it's not this ghostly opponent.

If he can't subdue him this time, the underworld will be in danger!

According to his plan, the one who was "accidentally" released should not be such a long-standing old devil, not to mention that this person who knows what happened to the two back then is at risk of causing Lu Qi's memory to recover.

He came here originally as Fengyue, but in the current situation, he doesn't care about Fengyue anymore, even if he puts all his energy into it, he has to be sealed back!

Ning Jiyu quietly blocked Lu Qi behind her, and said in a low voice: "This place is dangerous, Ah Qi should slip away quickly, remember to be careful to protect yourself."

Lu Qi clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand, but gently placed the other hand on Ning Jiyu's shoulder, and said lightly, "Is there any reason why the emperor is in front of the general and the general is in the back?"

Ning Jiyu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but behind him who couldn't see, the corner of Lu Qi's lips curved into a mocking smile.

He never believed that there were so many coincidences in the world.

Although he doesn't know how Ning Jiyu locates him, since he can appear here, he must have something to do with this matter, not to mention that Ning Jiyu seems to be very familiar with this person, and the ghost just now is clearly Ning Jiyu's identity was mentioned.

Ning Jiyu must have something to do with this ghost.

"My minister stumbled and fell off the cliff, please come and look for me." Lu Qi slowly put down his hand, grabbed Ning Jiyu's wrist accurately from the darkness, and took a step forward to stand beside him, "Now With the enemy at hand, it is natural to advance and retreat with His Majesty."

If he left, wouldn't he be unable to witness this good show?

Since Ning Jiyu wants to act, if he doesn't cooperate with him, it will lose a lot of fun.

"...Okay, then Ah Qi will advance and retreat with me."

There was a familiar and long-lost heat on his wrist, and Ning Jiyu's mind was in a trance for a moment. Although he was worried that the ghost would remind Lu Qi of the past, but the memories from the past came back again and again.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be there, you have hurt me in the past, and today you will pay back one by one!"

Behind the ghost, a phantom of a pool of blood appeared, and the monstrous bloody breath spread out. Ning Jiyu only felt a surge in his stomach, and a little cold sweat oozed from his forehead. His feet softened a little, and he was noticed. Lu Qi, who noticed his abnormal state, supported him calmly.

"...What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Lu Qi hesitated.

"It's nothing." Ning Jiyu felt the nausea recede a little after he stood firm, his tone was still flat, but his already pale complexion looked weaker under the moonlight.

"Take your life!" The ghost screamed, and a red light gushed out from the pool of blood, and hit the direction of the two of them, creating a violent cyclone.

Ning Jiyu dodged it sideways, and in the next moment, she was already holding a long sword in her hand. When she was piercing and slashing, a blazing silver light pierced the sky, and there was a burst of Qingyue sword cry, splitting the red light in half!

Lu Qi's eyes flickered, and he also swung a sword. Although this sword was simple and unpretentious, when the sharp blade pierced through the air, the sound of the sword's chant resounded throughout the universe, and even the treacherous phantom of the blood pool was struck by this blow. Shaking under the deterrence.

"Hmph, that's all!" Li Gui laughed strangely again, with a cold tone, "It was only a trick a thousand years ago, do you think it will be useful after a thousand years?"

After finishing speaking, the pool of blood behind him suddenly materialized, appearing on the ground out of thin air, every inch of the ground touched by the pool of blood was quickly cracked, and then there was a burst of crackling, which was completely eroded by the blood. left.

The stinky blood flowed out of the blood pool like a rushing river, and then turned into thousands of blood dragons, trying to tear the two apart with their teeth and claws. Wherever the blood light passed, even the misty water vapor in the valley was covered with red light. Infected, it seems very strange.

Ning Jiyu's sword kept moving, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, pointing directly at the ghost's vital points around him, while Lu Qi followed closely behind, the sword light was airtight, isolating the bloody dragon attacking the two of them.

Seeing that Ning Jiyu's sword was about to pierce through the fierce ghost's Zifu, unexpectedly, the long sword in his hand suddenly shattered, and Ning Jiyu's body swayed slightly, almost falling to the ground.

And where the long sword pointed, a black palm print appeared impressively.

It was this palm that shattered the sword in Ning Jiyu's hand.

Although Lu Qi saw Ning Jiyu draw his sword for the first time, he didn't know what the material of his sword was, but Lord Ming's saber was absolutely extraordinary, how could it be shattered into powder with just a light blow?

In Lu Qi's heart, he still had some doubts about Ning Jiyu, but now he has to get rid of most of them——

At least the immediate crisis is real.

With the long sword out of his hand, Ning Jiyu had to dodge left and right to avoid the attack of the ghost. The ghost seemed to hate him even more, and almost forgot that he had another enemy, and almost all his moves were on Ning Jiyu. It was Ning Jiyu who had powerful mana, and it was difficult to continue without weapons for a while.

Lu Qi frowned slightly, and flew forward to embrace him, only to see a trace of pain showing on the usually cold and calm face of the Lord of the Underworld.

"……His Majesty?"

Ning Jiyu pushed him away calmly, her expression returned to normal immediately, and said: "It's nothing, just use the general's sword."

As he said that, he wanted to reach out for the sword in Lu Qi's hand, but the other party's hand holding the sword was extremely tight, and there was no room for him to use any force at all.

"Don't be brave," Lu Qi glanced at his face disapprovingly, and said calmly, "Your Majesty's face doesn't seem to be okay."

"You're no match for him!" Seeing that Lu Qi was about to step forward, Ning Jiyu grabbed the hem of his clothes with one hand and growled, "Go to the back!"

"Your Majesty, what else do you want?" Lu Qi sneered, "Besides, how does Your Majesty know that I am no match for him?"

"I—" Ning Jiyu was about to speak, when the disgusting smell of blood penetrated into his nasal cavity again, and his stomach was overwhelmed, and his breath was a little unstable.

"Say it again," Lu Qi paused, "How can there be a reason why your Majesty is the first and the humble minister is the last when the enemy is in front of you?"

Lu Qi didn't wear the general's battle armor, but a dark black robe. His black hair was scattered by the previous fight, and was caught by the cold wind, like a jade-faced Shura.

He is tall and tall, standing in front of Ning Jiyu and almost completely blocking Ning Jiyu, Qianyuan's violent letter fragrance is clearly the same breath as the pool of fresh blood, but unexpectedly it is not disgusting, on the contrary, it makes Ning Jiyu's whole body riot One point of spiritual stability.

In a trance, he faintly overlapped with the God of War in his memory.

Back then when the two of them joined hands to suppress that ghost, he was accidentally injured, and Lu Qi blocked him just like that.

Lu Qi held the long sword in his hand, and the fierce wind shot out from the tip of his sword. It was unparalleled in coldness and sharpness. The hazy moonlight was swept away by the sword energy, and unexpectedly became bloody for no reason.

Just an unremarkable sword strike eclipsed the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon lost their sharpness.

This sword not only froze the pool of blood suddenly, but also caused Ning Jiyu's face to lose all color.

This is... the sword technique of God of War Lu Qi.

How could he?This is impossible!

Ning Jiyu asked herself that the method was secretive and reliable. When she tampered with Lu Qi's memory and godhead privately, she didn't leave any flaws. Even the people in the heavens were kept in the dark. How could Lu Qi, who lost his memory, notice something wrong?

But, but if there were no mistakes in his own technique, then Lu Qi should be able to master this level of swordsmanship.

As soon as the familiar sword move came out, the ghost snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, this sword has been used for a thousand years, why, you surnamed Lu, you think you can get my Luotian Nirvana blood just by using this sword?" Chi secret method?"

……millennium?

He didn't polish this sword too much, let alone think about it, he just drew a sword lightly based on instinct, as if the movement of this sword had already been fused deep in his blood, without hesitation, it was done in one go.

Lu Qi's face remained motionless, and his sword was still steady. Seeing that he was about to cut through the pool of blood, there was a sudden burst of sharp palm wind from behind, hitting the vital point of his vest. At this moment, the tip of Lu Qi's sword had already touched the blood pool. Chi, it's too late to draw the sword to play back, if you want to dodge the blow with your body skills, you have to fall into the pool of blood below you.This pool of blood is so sinister that even the ground is being corroded by it non-stop. If the body falls into it, there will be no bones left immediately!

At the moment of lightning and flint, Lu Qi could only use his instinct to resist with his hands, but the opponent came fiercely, and this palm was about to kill him, and he almost tried his best. If it was really tough, I'm afraid it would be easy for him to use up one hand of.

Just as Lu Qi was about to concentrate his whole body's strength on one point to resist, the cold and sharp palm suddenly stopped——

A loud "bang" tore through the sky and dispersed the dark clouds that covered the moonlight. For some reason, the moonlight that had been dim for several days was now as bright as day, eclipsing the color of the mountains and rivers and adding brilliance to the earth.

And under the bright moonlight, Ning Jiyu stood between the two of them at some point, catching that palm with one hand, and took that palm alive.

The moonlight illuminated Ning Jiyu's pale complexion, as well as a bright line of blood hanging from the corner of her lips.

He frowned slightly, as if he was enduring great pain, but his face was still calm, and his back was straight. If it weren't for the blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his lips, it was almost impossible to detect that he was injured.

And the ghost, who was blocked by this full blow, also involuntarily took a few steps back, and the momentum around him decreased a lot.

"Jiyu!" Lu Qi blurted out his name before he could think about it.

Ning Jiyu turned sideways with difficulty, said with a faint smile, "Ah Qi... I'm fine."

He was about to use his spiritual power to take the opportunity to re-seal the ghost, but when the spiritual power circulated for a big circle until it reached the vicinity of Dantian, he was blocked in vain, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. Fall over.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lu Qi quickly pulled him into his arms, but Ning Jiyu pushed him away silently.

Ning Jiyu emphasized: "I'm fine."

Lu Qi took a deep look at him, and with his sword again, he went straight for Li Gui's life gate.

"Overestimating one's strength! They said that this move is useless after thousands of years!" Li Gui couldn't succeed in one blow. Although he took a few steps back, his condition was much better than that of the Lord of the Underworld, and he sneered mercilessly.

He could already see that Lu Qi had lost all his skills for some reason, and Ning Jiyu's magic power had also declined. If the two were in their heyday, he would indeed be difficult to match, but now he still can't subdue the two weaklings?

"The sword moves for thousands of years, but the sword's heart is only in one thought!" Lu Qi said loudly.

Those who use the sword entirely by the sword are no better than swordsmen, and those who rely entirely on instinct are sword idiots. Only when the human sword is united and the heart turns at will, is the state of harmony. If you stick to one, you will fall into a rut.

The reason why a sword can become a famous sword is not because of its own sharpness, but because the person who wields the sword has a harmonious mind, adapts to the situation, and is unstoppable.

Since there is a flaw in the previous one, then... just change the sword.

Although Lu Qi didn't know what this "thousand-year" was all about, he also didn't know how this ghost had imagined for a thousand years to break his random sword——

But he doesn't just have such a sword.One sword can't seal the demon, then, another sword.

Lu Qi didn't know why he suddenly mastered so many swords, but since this sword is useful, it's not too important.

At this moment, Lu Qi felt that the blood in his body was surging slightly, as if singing in harmony, responding to his sword movement, as if every time he struck a sword, the beating breath in his body and the bond with the spirit sword in his hand became deeper .

In the dense but simple sword posture, Li Gui was trapped by the Lord of the Underworld with the ancient suppressing formation, and the dark clouds blown from the sky and the earth gathered again, covering the rare and beautiful moonlight again.

Ning Jiyu seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, she supported the tree beside her with one hand, and pressed her heart lightly with the other to breathe hard.

Lu Qi's eyes sank slightly, hesitating for a moment, and finally took a few steps forward, taking the weak Underworld Lord into his arms.

Lu Qi said softly: "Your Majesty... are you all right?"

"There is nothing in the capital, the spring I gave to the general, can it be... well?"

Unexpectedly, Ning Jiyu waited for a sentence that didn't match the preamble.

Under the familiar warm breath, Ning Jiyu closed her eyes peacefully.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that I've been busy these days and I just went through a painful physical test (I understand everything), I have a cold, I asked for a few days off QAQ