[Sword III] Seeking Wings

"Hey, Daoist..." Tang Xiaoyi stared at the surrounding her, although the cold light was exposed but remained still for a long time, just like the fragments of the sword blade in the posture of a guard, he let go of the dart he was holding tightly in his hand in a daze.

Tang Xiaoyi couldn't really drive Chixiao Honglian, she just relied on the resonance of the phantom weapon and the same kind of substance captured in the blade, and gave it a little push to move again when the sword master was far away and lost the supply of internal energy.

Its performance will not be affected by her at all, it will only follow the last instruction of the sword master.

The last time Chi Xiao used it was three days ago when he tried to bring her into his illusion so that she could help her out of trouble.

At that time, she simply and cruelly rejected him.

Therefore, Tang Xiaoyi thought that the moment he aroused Chixiao Honglian, it would try to attack, so he kept holding the dart and maintained the most vigilant defensive state.

—According to her guess, even if Chi Xiao could understand her motives and didn't hate her, he would definitely be subconsciously disappointed and blame her.

But he didn't.

When he was enduring the severe backlash caused by her rejection, and was about to completely lose the opportunity to rebuild his senses, the last thought he sent——

It is to protect her.

Just to protect her, that's all.

... But he obviously doesn't understand what love is at all. Even the drunken conversation and the ten-year agreement with her are all about ending the cause and effect with her and cutting off the affair.

Tang Xiaoyi pursed the corners of her lips tightly, and stopped looking at the shimmering, clear and soft blade fragments surrounding her still, and turned to look up at the sky, opening her eyes that were getting more and more sour.

After a while, she stretched out her hand, like she concentrated on touching the "star" in the illusion of Ziyuan Mountain four days ago, and gently grabbed a fragment suspended in front of her.

This time the pain was much lighter than before, but Tang Xiaoyi didn't have as good concentration as Chi Xiao, so he almost screamed out.

"...I'm fine." Hearing Modin's worried concern, Tang Xiaoyi quickly gritted his teeth and returned to his usual calm expression, "I'm contacting him through the Taoist sword, and he will join us soon."

"Will this hurt you?" Through the flickering blade, Modin still looked anxiously at Tang Xiaoyi's uncontrollably frowning brows.

"...It will be a little bit." She twitched the corners of her mouth, "Just adjust the breath for half a day and it will be fine, it's okay."

"So try not to touch Chixiao Honglian, shall we? For you, it is a dangerous item...Aren't you the illusion master? It stands to reason that you can contact the Taoist directly." As a teammate, Modin also understood along the way. The special power possessed by the two of them is becoming more and more doubtful at this time.

"I can't do it now." Tang Xiaoyi sighed, "I never thought that the Daoist priest has such a bad heart, and now that he is deeply poisoned, if I forcibly wake him up, he will be in great pain.

——So, I can only pass my fantasy weapon into his sword, let him fuse them, and replace me as the land master, so that he can get out of trouble by himself. "

"...Huh?" After hearing what she meant, Modin was shocked.

"Nv Xia Tang, you, you... aren't you from the Valley of the Evil?"

While talking, he took a step back subconsciously, as if he suddenly didn't recognize him, he stared at Tang Xiaoyi's face with wide eyes.

"In order to prevent the Taoist priest from snatching your phantom weapon, you... beat him like that with your own hands, and then used such... cruel methods to heal his wounds. Now, because you are afraid of his pain, you plan to give up the strategic weapon. To the Haoqi League?"

"...Are you awake? Are you not poisoned?" The more Modin thought about it, the more something went wrong, and he stretched out his hand and shook it back and forth in front of Tang Xiaoyi's eyes.

Tang Xiaoyi looked back at his eager and somewhat comical actions, and chuckled softly as if sighing, "I'm awake, not poisoned."

Modin touched the back of his head, looked and looked at her sincere eyes, thought and thought.

"Could it be... that we really don't know each other, that Lady Tang has taken a fancy to the Daoist priest?" A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Recalling the journey along the way, these two beauties, one coquettish and the other abstinent, occasionally got closer, and it was Tiancheng's eclectic picture that complemented each other in light and dark, plus the two of them sat and drank together that night, Tang Xiaoyi seemed to be really begging love...

——I didn't expect such a cruel and cold-blooded villain, once emotional, to be so considerate to the other party that she would ignore everything, even forgetting about the differences in camps.

Maudington felt that he believed in love again.

——and believed that faction fighters were human too.

The pink bubbles that had been bloodied and smashed all over the ground by the two fighting all day long began to swell in consciousness one by one as his youthful Huaichun heart was pounding.

They floated up unsteadily, and quickly filled his entire young mind.

***

Beside Modin who was still in a daze, Tang Xiaoyi continued to peel off the fusion of himself and the illusion weapon, and then passed it into the blade in his hand.

Enduring the increasingly intense pain and unstoppable weakness in her consciousness, she turned and leaned against the frame, and gradually closed her eyes.

In the blurred vision, the dark and vast forest disappeared, only the floating sword blade slowly lit up.

The bluish edge crossed the cold fog that was getting stronger.

Like starlight piercing through the clouds.

Tang Xiaoyi recalled her dream as a girl again.

But this time, the memory didn't stay where it was.

In the dazed dizziness, she felt as if she was flying over Ziyuan Mountain on the wings of a machine, soaring in the night sky of Fenghua Valley.

With extremely high technology, she easily crossed the high-altitude intertwined turbulence, and the clouds and stars she dreamed of were almost close at hand, but she turned the joystick away from them without hesitation.The wind howled, and it was she who simply folded her wings and swooped down.

The trigger is pulled, the arrow gallops, and the blood splashed by the enemy stains the maple leaves red.

Under the faint starlight, the 17-year-old young assassin took the head of the Mingjiao disciple to the place where his father died.In front of the small tomb, she sat cross-legged like an adult for the first time, and drank the first glass of wine in her life. It was also the first time that she felt the weight of the peacock feathers in her hair, which represented the direct inheritance of the Tang Sect.

As the material in the illusion continued to pass, the fragments of the blade in front of Tang Xiaoyi swayed slightly at an angle in the force field, suddenly, as if the stars were shifting.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she felt the sun that was fading in the evening, and she remembered another bloody sunset in her heart that was just like her dream, and she would never forget it.

"Oh, Miss Xiu, if you're still alive..."

Tang Xiaoyi murmured and sighed, and half-opened his eyes to look at the deep tree shadow in the distance.The pink petals that bloom in spring flutter in the air with the wind, just like the graceful dance of the girl in memory.

The day he met Miss Xiu was exactly the time when Tang Xiaoyi got his revenge and wanted to register to withdraw from the camp.

At dusk that day, at the border between Kunlun and the Valley of the Evil, she saw this junior disciple of Qixiufang who was being hunted down by several "righteous ways" and was already covered in bruises.

A 16-year-old girl wields a sword to fight her enemies, and fights and retreats. She is less than a hundred feet away from entering the Valley of the Evil. The "righteous way" can no longer touch her, but she is seriously injured, and she is about to be caught. , one hit kills.

But no one to help.

The sentries at the tower of the Wicked Valley obviously saw the commotion, and with their foot strength, they could reach her with just two steps, but they didn't go.

—— Back then, the Valley of the Wicked was still weak, and the managers of the city tower stronghold always believed that what they needed was soldiers, not free food. Seeing that Miss Xiu's martial arts were too low-end, naturally they would not fight for her.

However, Tang Xiaoyi, who was about to fly over the top of the distant mountain at that time, couldn't ignore the slender figure covered in blood, and the last ray of stubborn light in those immature pupils.

She retracted her wings and swooped down.

A few magic nails temporarily restrained the actions of the "righteous way", and Tang Xiaoyi heard the whole story of the dispute from Miss Xiu.

Miss Xiu was originally a villager in Pingding Village, Fenghua Valley. When she was 15 years old, a squire wanted to seize most of the village's property.A year later, Miss Xiu returned to Fenghua Valley, and with her superficial kung fu in her own school, she beat all the "masters" who were famous in the countryside - and the squire himself - all over the ground. Find teeth.

Since then, the squire didn't trouble the village anymore, but he hated Miss Xiu.He poisoned her to ruin her appearance, and sent his servants to assassinate her, and Miss Xiu didn't hesitate to kill all the murderers.

It never occurred to him that the squire had a relative who worked in the Haoqi League, and that person believed Miss Xiu as a gangster who slaughtered for no reason, and issued a killing order in the name of the Haoqi League.

Relying on the credibility of the Haoqi League, the right way in the world responds to everyone.From then on, Miss Xiu couldn't argue with her words, and fled for thousands of miles, and finally she could only seek refuge in the Valley of the Evil.

Tang Xiaoyi never listened to one side's words, so even though the "righteous way" saw her in the red clothes of the villain Valley, after the Misty Nail had worked, she could not distinguish between them and kill her, she still broke up with them and asked the reason again and again sincerely .

Hearing the untruths and contradictions in these people's statements, she analyzed them in a good voice and kindly, and advised them not to pester the innocent people who had been wronged.

However, the "righteous ways" said that Haoqimeng would never be wrong, and even wanted to punish her, a female devil who "confuses the public with demonic words", with the same crime as Miss Xiu.

Seeing that Tang Xiaoyi repelled the encirclement and wanted to take Miss Xiu into the valley, those people even took out gunpowder weapons and planned to blow up all the places where they were - next to the children's shelter in the Valley of the Wicked.

Tang Xiaoyi killed them.

When burying the body, she threw the application for resignation into the deep pit along with it.

"Don't be afraid, from now on, I will protect you."

She said to Miss Xiu.

"—I will protect you."

On that day, Tang Xiaoyi bid farewell to his dreams and had his ideals.

However, because of this, she continued to learn what reality is.

A few years later, Tang Xiaoyi, who won the title of Extreme Demon Lord and became an elite warrior in the stronghold, can no longer count how many cannon fodders he has abandoned and how many captives he has tortured.In order to accomplish the strategic goals of this faction most efficiently, she tolerated every possible way to provide shelter for the evil but "useful" real villains in the same faction. In order to protect the weak like Miss Xiu on her side, she has mercilessly killed The enemy has hundreds of young and pure young girls who are also so fragile that they can be used as a key breakthrough.

... so much so that now, she is completely used to utilitarianism and killing, even when she strikes at her lover, she can be as decisive as instinct.

"Master Dao, as you said, I used to be... a very good person."

In the excruciating pain of peeling off the material of the illusion, Tang Xiaoyi wiped away the tears that were gushing out physiologically.

"Now, I will prove to you that from now on, I am still."

She opened her eyes, staring at the fragments of the blade that were shining brighter and brighter in front of her.

——Chi Xiao has superb Taoism and rich experience in dealing with evil spirits, and handing over the phantom weapon to him is beneficial and harmless to the overall situation of fighting against Spike.

As for the future camp struggles, Tang Xiaoyi has reason to believe that Chi Xiao will not use this inherently sinister sorcery.

——Even she can understand the true meaning of the illusion master's existence from the temporary alliance formed by sober "human beings". With his kindness, how could he have the heart to play such disgraceful tricks on his fellow Jianghu who just have different ideas.

However, just when Tang Xiaoyi was about to send out more than half of the illusion substances, he suddenly felt a violent turbulent pain in his consciousness.

"The Taoist priest cut off the connection?!... What did he encounter?!" She understood, but before she had time to deal with it, she lost consciousness in the backlash that almost tore her mind.