[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

After the dizziness in Murong Ziying's head disappeared, Murong Ziying woke up after a long time, and found that she was actually in Qionghua's Chengtian sword platform.

At this time, Master Zong Lian was concentrating on forging a sword.

Murong Ziying vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

At this moment, Zong Lian, who was forging the Excalibur, suddenly stopped. He wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with his shirtless arms, and rubbed his smooth chin carelessly one by one. He turned his head to look at the smooth face. Looking at Yueluo, she reprimanded earnestly: "Ziying, why don't you come here? Master is very dissatisfied with the Yingying Sword you forged yesterday, so continue forging Yingying Sword today."

Chengyingjian is a task specially assigned by Zong Lian to Ziying.

Ziying has been obsessed with swords since she was a child, so when she saw the "Chengying Sword", one of the top ten famous swords, she begged her master to watch it for herself.

But what Ziying didn't expect was that the master not only agreed to let her watch the Chengying sword, but even said that as long as she made a sword that was very similar to Chengying, she would give Chengying to herself.

For this goal, Ziying has been forging continuously for a month.

It's just that although Ziying forged no less than twenty, none of them met the master's requirements. Thinking of this, Ziying felt a little discouraged.

"Hey, Ziying, your patience is finally getting weaker." Zong Lian touched Ziying who had just reached his waist, and there was love and a hint of Ziying's incomprehension in his eyes.

Hearing Shigong say that her patience is weak, Ziying felt very uncomfortable, her big round eyes almost overflowed with tears.

"Don't cry, Ziying, do you still remember what Shigong said..."

"Shigong said, blood doesn't shed tears, Shigong, Ziying doesn't cry, it's just a little uncomfortable, Shigong, Ziying really misses you in the ten years you haven't been here."

As soon as Ziying's voice fell, Zong Lian suddenly had a smiling face in front of him. The smile stagnated, but he quickly recovered. He just touched Ziying's forehead and said with a smile: "Ziying, you are sleepy. , Shigong sees you every day."

Ziying's upright and handsome face froze, she completely lost the calmness just now, and said in a very cold tone: "Master, I passed away ten years ago."

Ziying retreated to a safe distance, pointed the long sword in her hand, and said in a decisive tone, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my master?"

After Ziying came to her senses, her originally short stature grew into an adult in an instant, as if it had been counterproductive.

The calm face is obviously different from the breath when he just entered Nuluoyan.

Obviously, Murong Ziying has returned to her heyday compared to when she started.

Zong Lian sighed softly, and said: "Ziying, the master is not pretending to be someone else, the master is still the master in your memory, Ziying, don't you miss those days when the master was there?"

Murong Ziying looked at the familiar master in front of her who could almost describe it with her eyes closed, and felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

When Shigong passed away, I always kept in my heart what Shigong said to me, but Shigong never entered my dream, and now I was transformed by an unknown monster.

Although she has always missed Master very much in her heart, Murong Ziying knew that if Master saw that she was bewildered by the monster in front of her, she might not feel at ease even if she was in the ghost world.

Thinking of this, Murong Ziying directly made three moves to Chaoyuan, and the sword light stabbed fiercely.

After Jian Guang stabbed Zong Lian, he didn't fight back, but directly fell to the ground.

His body began to be stained with bright red blood, spreading into a large blood flower. The blood on Zong Lian's body continued to flow, but his face did not change at all, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and looked at him. Not far away, Ziying said word by word: "Ziying, you misunderstood Shigong as a monster. Shigong doesn't blame you. After all, you did what a cultivator should do. It's just that Shigong is no longer here. , from now on, you can only take good care of yourself alone, ahem..."

Zong Lian said that the blood in his mouth kept flowing to the corner of his mouth, and it dripped all over his clothes.

After he finished coughing, his figure began to dissipate, and finally turned into a void.

Ziying has been standing where she is, with a sour expression on her face, making it difficult to see what he is thinking.

After an unknown period of time, Ziying, who had been standing still, suddenly walked for a while, and then a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes.

Illusion, everything that just happened must be an illusion.

Ziying has never encountered it, but it does not mean that she has never heard of it.

The picture of Chengtian Sword Terrace did not dissipate with Zong Lian's disappearance, but the clouds behind it turned into a large forest.

All this seems to indicate that what just happened is indeed an illusion.

It's just that Ziying feels that the situation she is in is still wrong.

Although the environment that Nvluoyan is in is indeed eerie and terrifying, the current environment is full of large tracts of unknown trees, covering the entire forest, and all the lush trees are gathered together.

Unlike the caves in Nvluoyan, where there are only vines hanging, you can often see some animal traps where you step on it.

Of course, it may be the only special feature of Nu Luoyan, which is the blood color all over the ground.

Ziying held the long sword in her hand and kept waving, cutting down all the tall and strong trees one by one, and then watched the forest become more mysterious and dark with fixed eyes.

Ziying kept moving her hands, watching the trees being completely emptied, and after falling down, it turned into a clear and translucent ocean.

Ziying frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly sat cross-legged on one side with her eyes closed, letting the sea water flow by her side.

I don't know how long it has passed, the phantom in front of me is no longer the sea, but a luxurious palace.

At this time, the place where Ziying was was filled with gold, silver and jewels, and even purple crystals were used to spread the ground.

Watching the phantoms slowly flow by again and again, Murong Ziying kept her eyes closed, and never touched a single bit of distraction.

After several trials, Ziying is convinced that the illusion in front of her is that as long as she does her best to ignore all his illusions, then those illusions will naturally be emptied.

The desolate desert, the beauty of the country and the city, the pictures of various colors, temptations and temptations pass by alternately.

It's just that everything has never touched Murong Ziying's heart.

After all, everything returned to the way it was at the beginning.

Ziying looked at the Huai Yao who fell beside her and had been killed by her a long time ago. Knowing that she had finally returned to reality, she felt relieved. This was the first time Ziying encountered an illusion.

I have to say that the illusion is more terrifying than Ziying imagined, as long as you don't pay attention, you will be caught in it.

After clearing the illusion, the picture in front of her was not as clear as Ziying thought. Instead, blue light beams appeared out of thin air in the cave that was the lair of Huai Yao.

The blue light beam moved slowly, turning into a shallow vortex.

"This is it?" Ziying was about to step forward to check it out, and suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in her heart, as if once she took this step, everything in the future would be irrelevant to her.

Although she didn't know whether this mysterious premonition would come true, Ziying stepped back cautiously.

I couldn't find Huai Yao, and I was in such a weird place.

Ziying had no choice but to hold the sword in her hand tightly, and stepped towards the back to return.

At this time, the vortex in the cave unexpectedly moved.

Poison vines are the most abundant in Nvluoyan. It is poisonous and has thorns, but when it is hung in the cave like that, it is quite beautiful.

There are some scattered weeds growing on the grass, yellow and green, everywhere.

They are interdependent and intertwined.

Seeing such a strange scene, Murong Ziying just looked around, looking for the Huai Yao who had disappeared.

It's just that there are countless small paths in Nvluoyan, and even after changing it five or six times, Ziying still hasn't walked out of it.

"Run, that demon-killing sword fairy is here again, that demon-killing sword fairy is here again." A Huai Yao who came out of nowhere suddenly yelled loudly, and when he spoke, there was a kind of booing a feeling of.

"..."

Ziying didn't intend to go there, but when she saw that the vortex that could be called the door gradually shattered and was about to disappear, a voice that seemed to be heard in a dream came to Ziying's ears.

"Hey, nightshade, red sunflower, what do you think this is?"

A clear and melodious voice drifted past, like a burst of spring rain turned into fine raindrops and slowly fell, and turned into invisible ripples in Murong Ziying's heart.

Murong Ziying didn't know why she suddenly felt this feeling in her heart, but she quickly stepped back a few times, trying to dodge this ecstasy sound that seemed to be able to touch people's hearts.

It's just that when the feet were stomping randomly, they didn't know what mechanism they stepped on by mistake, or it was a trap set by the Huai Yao, but they stepped on the air and fell into the vortex that was about to close.

In one passage after another in Nvluoyan, Huaiji, who was trembling all over, suddenly opened his eyes, his brisk eyelashes trembling slowly, and after a while, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Huai Li, am I still alive?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Huaiji, who was uttering frustrating words, made Huai Li, who was originally happy when Huaiji woke up, say "peh pee pee" several times.

"What do you mean you can't die? Let me tell you, Huaiji, I saved you just now. If you say these things that I don't like to hear, I'll leave you here."

"Don't, don't, don't I feel that I can survive from the sword fairy, is it like a dream?" Huaiji's claws that were weakened due to the injury firmly grasped Huaili's fur, The corners of his dry mouth pursed.

"Hmph, don't worry, it's just that sword fairy. It won't appear again in the future." After saying this, Huai Li was extremely happy. It was sent a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

Huai Ji was puzzled, but Huai Li didn't mean to explain, just smiled triumphantly and stopped talking.

And Yue Luo, who was still at the former site of Jiang Country, didn't feel any feelings when she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face, and she was shocked by the sudden disaster that fell from the sky and directly left far away.