Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

He was wearing a black dress, his rough black hair was in a mess, black stubble around his lips, his face was a bit haggard, but his eyes were amazingly bright.

Wang Xiaojian was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Yue Zheng.That white jade-like face was as cold as a marble statue, and the lips were pursed into a stiff straight line.

Wang Xiaojian's head started spinning at high speed.In connection with the cause and effect, if Leng Chan and Shifang Mao really have that kind of relationship, then it is only natural for him to want to take away the Langxie Sword.The first time I knew that Leng Chan had this kind of relationship with him, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't surprised, but what followed was emotion and sympathy for being of the same kind.

Wang Xiaojian has always felt that he is a different kind, and carefully hides his sexuality. He believes that in such a feudal era, there are fewer people of the same kind, and they hide deeper, and they will suffer greater secular pressure, so they faintly sympathize with them.

But, why did he sneak attack on Yuezheng?There was also that black light that he sneaked into Yuezheng, and that ominous cold feeling filled Wang Xiaojian's heart with uneasiness.

The days of getting along with Yuezheng are not too short, Wang Xiaojian is getting to know this person more and more, he has few friends, and he seems a little indifferent, but once he recognizes someone, his relationship will be very loyal and serious.

King Yan has passed away, and Leng Chan has become a skeleton. Wang Xiaojian doesn't want him to encounter some bad things again.

Wang Xiaojian tried his best to raise his head to look at Yue Zheng, the beating light flickered on his porcelain-like face, his eyes were as dark as night, his thin lips were still tightly pressed, and he didn't say a word.

Although he didn't speak, Wang Xiaojian felt the faint depression in the air.

The light finally dimmed, and the whole cave seemed to be lit with a few candles. The light was rather dim, but it did not affect vision.Wang Xiaojian turned his head, only then noticed Shi Fangmao's hand.The hand hidden in the black sleeve hangs down limply, holding the Langye sword in it, the black-red liquid flows out from the sleeve, trickles down along the blade, and falls to the ground drop by drop, forming a A small puddle of water.Perhaps it was because of the influence of the blood that the radiance of the Langye Sword became weaker.

"Yuezheng, we meet again." Shi Fangmao suddenly laughed, that smile was bright and hearty, as if it contained the light to dispel the dark clouds, and suddenly broke the stiffness in the air.He even raised his hand and shook it, as if seeing a reunited friend.If it weren't for this place, this timing, and this state, Wang Xiaojian felt that he would come over and hook up with Yue Zheng in the next moment, and then the two brothers would go somewhere to corrupt and drink.

Yue Zheng stared at him without blinking, didn't speak or move, but the aura of his whole body had loosened up a bit.

Shi Fangmao's laughter was the only thing in the empty cave. He laughed for a while, and seemed a little bored, so he stopped laughing and said, "Well, I have to go."

He turned around.

Wang Xiaojian's eyes blurred, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that he had blocked Shi Fangmao's way.

Shifang Mao stopped in his tracks.

Yue Zheng finally spoke, "Where are you going?"

No sound.

"Can you explain why you did this?" The light was dim and Yue Zheng's face was hidden in the darkness.

Seeming to be amused by such a question, Shi Fangmao narrowed his eyes, his pupils glowing with a cold light, "Don't you already understand? This group of good-looking guys killed Leng Chan, and I came back to take revenge and kill them , take away the Langya sword, it's that simple."

His tone was soft, with a strange carelessness, but Wang Xiaojian felt a strong and strong murderous intent and desolation from the slightest carelessness - that is the unique indifference of people whose hearts have died, after being burned by the flames of Buddha. The remaining ashes are deserted, lonely, and gloomy.

"But..." Yuezheng took a step forward, his voice was almost inaudible, "Why did you join the magic way?"

A word, like a curse that forbids speaking, instantly plunged the space into deathly silence.Wang Xiaojian opened his eyes slightly, and quickly raised his head to look at Yue Zheng.The man's jaw was tense, and his lips were drawn into a straight line.

After a while, Shi Fangmao on the opposite side suddenly laughed lightly, put his sword on his shoulder, tilted his head and jokingly said, "Hey, are you joking? What kind of magic way? How could I join the way of magic? I'm Shi Fangmao. Fang Mao."

"Yes, you are Shifang Mao, and I don't believe that you will join the magic way." Yuezheng's voice was not warm, "People from the Tiangu Sword Sect died one after another, and their methods were cruel. I never thought of you. Leng Chan's I didn't know that Leng Chan had been dead for more than a year until the body was found, and you never told me about it, and with your relationship with Leng Chan, I don't believe you would be indifferent."

Shifang Mao just smiled.

"...When we met in Youluo Mountain, I asked about Leng Chan, and your reaction was very strange. Thinking about it now, you already knew that Leng Chan was dead..."

"That's just your speculation." Shi Fangmao interrupted him indifferently.

"It's my speculation." Yuezheng's expression remained unchanged, "The inexplicable attack of the Tiangu Sword Sect is itself confusing. So many people died, but Han Guzi tried his best to conceal it. There is a big problem in itself. The only explanation is that Tiangu What did the Ancient Sword Sect do that no one else should know."

"I remember very clearly that when Leng Chan obtained the Langya Sword, he also mentioned that he would return to the sect. Leng Chan's body was found in the courtyard of the Tiangu Sword Sect, but his sword disappeared. Needless to say , what the biggest possibility is, you and I know in my heart." After a pause, a subtle look flashed across Yue Zheng's face, "I understand your feelings, but I don't agree with you taking revenge with the power of magic."

Shi Fangmao's face darkened, "I didn't join the magic way."

"Stop pretending." Yuezheng's voice was suddenly cold, "I have already inquired that the Tiangu Sword Sect has recently been attacked by demons. Apart from those few disciples who died, there are other people who died. Your own It is as difficult as going to the sky for power to seek revenge, and it is not impossible to use the power of the magic way."

Shifang Mao's expression didn't change.

"Originally, it was just speculation, but the demonic barrier at the foot of the mountain, and the demonic energy you used just now are living proofs."

Wang Xiaojian suddenly thought of the black light that flew past his ears just now, so the palpitating thing is the magic energy?

"I didn't join the magic way." Shi Fangmao said still.

Yue Zheng stopped talking and looked at him coldly.Shi Fangmao also looked back at him coldly.The gazes of the two were entangled in the air, as if they had engaged in an invisible confrontation.

After a while, Yuezheng said: "I remember you went to Mount Youluo to find the Eye of Truth?"

Shi Fangmao said indifferently: "Not bad."

"It just so happens that Namoye is also looking for the Eye of Truth."

Shi Fangmao smiled and shook his head, "It's just a coincidence."

"It's really a coincidence." Yue Zheng said coldly, "There is a demonic person looking for the Eye of Truth to revive a person, how about you?"

Shi Fangmao's face darkened.

"You want to resurrect Leng Chan, right?"

The cave is very quiet.

Shi Fangmao said slowly: "I want Leng Chan to come back..."

"It is impossible for Leng Chan to be resurrected." A flash of extremely fast emotion flashed in Yuezheng's eyes, "No one can be resurrected from the dead."

"You don't believe it?" Shi Fangmao's lips curled into a sneer.

"The eye of truth is just a legend." Yuezheng shook his head, "Look at Namaya, he has become like that, it's not enough for you to be vigilant! Now that you take away Leng Chan's bones, don't you want to use his bones like him? Make it into a blood-sucking monster?! If you do this, it will only make Leng Chan feel uneasy!"

"No!" Shifang Mao said angrily, "That's just a way of resurrection."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shi Fangmao suddenly stopped talking when he realized something.

The space was extremely quiet for a while, only the occasional sound of tiny water droplets was crisp and pleasant.

Yue Zheng's face was cold, "You really are with Namoye."

This time Shi Fangmao did not argue, he smiled softly, "You don't understand."

"What do I not understand?" Yuezheng took a step forward, "Believe what the devil says, you must be crazy."

Shi Fangmao looked up at him, and suddenly smiled and said: "When you lose the one you love one day, you will understand that even if it is an illusory legend, you will believe it, even if you sell your soul to the devil, you will still want him back .”

"I won't do that." Yuezheng's voice was cold, "I'm not you, don't judge me with your thoughts. Now I'll give you two choices."

"Oh?" Shi Fangmao raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that in front of you, Yue Zheng, a disciple of the Hanhai Yunzong and a leader in the righteous way in the cultivation world, I still have two choices?"

Yuezheng ignored the sarcasm in his words, and pointed his sword at him, "One, give me the Langye sword immediately, and return me to Hanhai Yunzong."

Shi Fangmao raised his head, looking proud and unyielding, "Where's the second?"

Yuezheng pursed his lips tightly, and swung the sword in his hand forward, a gorgeous and icy light flashed in the air, and the faint cold air pierced the face like the tip of a needle, slightly stinging.

Shi Fangmao's expression calmed down, not a single wave could be seen.The cave is as quiet as a tomb, and the moist air floats and moves.

For some reason, Wang Xiaojian was a little nervous.

Di-

Suddenly, from somewhere, there was the sound of a drop of water falling into the puddle.

After a long time, Yuezheng's voice sounded again, "I didn't chase him in the woods that day, you should understand."

Shi Fangmao smiled very quickly, although it passed away in a flash, Wang Xiaojian read the sarcasm inside.

"Really, you want to say that you let me go, and I should thank you for your kindness?"

Yue Zheng didn't answer.

Shi Fangmao shook the sword in his hand and smiled, "In this case, a good man will send the Buddha to the west after all, since he has already let me go once, why not let me go a second time? Han Guzi is dead, I promise not to make trouble again .”

His words contained the power of bewitching, which instantly made Wang Xiaojian feel very reasonable.The victim's revenge will gain the sympathy of the audience, not to mention that the person named Leng Chan and Shi Fangmao in front of him are good friends of Yue Zheng, and Wang Xiaojian is a common man, he doesn't like to see the scene where his friends break up.Originally, this incident was Han Guzi's fault. It is only right and proper to kill people for their lives. Even in a modern society ruled by law, he is also blatantly seeking money and harming others, and he will also be sentenced to death.Shi Fangmao killed him, which made sense out of emotion and reason.

Yue Zheng said: "There is no second time. Come back with me."

"That's impossible." Shi Fangmao categorically refused.

Wang Xiaojian watched anxiously from the side.

"This is Leng Chan's stuff, I have to take it away." Shi Fangmao held the sword tightly in his hand, took a step back, his black eyes were shining with vigilance.

Yue Zheng shook his head, "I won't let you bring the sword to Mo Dao."

"I won't give it to them, I'll keep it for myself."

"What conditions did you promise them?"

Shi Fangmao was silent for a moment, and said: "A year ago, Leng Chan and I went to the Tiangu Sword Sect together, and he asked me to wait at the foot of the mountain, saying that Han Guzi was going to accept us and let him return to the sect. I don't believe this Good thing, but seeing his happy face, I didn't have the heart to hit him. I was uneasy after he went up the mountain, so I followed him secretly, but it was a step too late after all."

Shi Fangmao's eyes suddenly showed burning hatred, as if he was going to burn someone, "I went to snatch Leng Chan's body, but I was injured by their partners. I escaped, but they chased and killed me all the way. When I was about to die, it was the Palace Master who saved me."

He took a deep breath, as if he was desperately suppressing some strong emotion, "Later, I joined the Asura Palace."

He stared at Yue Zheng with scorching eyes, "Hall Master is kind to me, and can even avenge me, shouldn't I join Shura Hall?"

silence.

"He's using you."

Shi Fangmao laughed, very loudly, and he returned to his carefree demeanor, "So what? I am willing."

"You can come to me..."

"Looking for you?" Shi Fangmao shook his head as if hearing a big joke, "Can you help me avenge? Can you help me kill Han Guzi? Can you help me revive Leng Chan?"

Yue Zheng pursed his lips.

Shi Fangmao smiled softly, "Yue Zheng, look, that's how things are."

Yuezheng took a step closer and said, "The Shura Palace didn't get the Zhaoyun Sword last time, so they came to get the Langye Sword this time. What are their plans?"

Shi Fangmao shook his head, "I can't tell you."

"Shifangmao." Yue Zheng said softly, "Are you still the same Shifangmao from before?"

Shi Fangmao smiled very quickly, the smile was so short and quick that Wang Xiaojian almost felt that the bitterness in it was his own illusion.He stepped back into the shadows and said, "What do you think?"

A glint of gloom flashed quickly in Yue Zheng's eyes, and he had already placed his hand on the Chasing Heaven Sword at his waist, "I can let you go, but the Langye Sword must be kept."

"I promised the Palace Master that I must go back with the Langxie Sword." Shifang Mao paused, and said, "For the sake of repaying the favor, and also for the sake of Leng Chan."

His figure suddenly disappeared!