match made in heaven

When Yuhan came to look for Yan Guizhi and Su Fengyin, the two had already woken up, and Yan Guizhi had calmed down a lot.

Su Fengyin has always had an inexplicable hostility towards Yuhan, even though she has not formally met her, but this time she came here, she is still very happy.

She knew that Yu Han was a mentor and a good friend to Yan Guizhi, and Yan Guizhi was depressed at this time, if she came, Yan Guizhi would definitely be happier in his heart.

What's more, this person brought them such amazing news.

Su Fengyin seemed a little excited, his voice raised unconsciously, and said: "You mean that as long as you tame the Emperor Spirit Sword, you can take out the Heart Nail?!"

"Yes, with the current body, there is still a [-]% chance."

Su Fengyin's expression immediately darkened again, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Yan Guizhi held her hand and said, "When can we start?"

"Of course, the sooner the better." Listening to Yan Guizhi's words, Yuhan knew that she had already made up her mind, so she said, "Do you want me to leave some time for you to talk?"

Yan Guizhi nodded, and Yuhan withdrew.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Yan Guizhi put his hand on Su Fengyin's shoulder, along her shoulder, caressing her cheek, "Don't be afraid."

Su Fengyin's eyes were clouded with water vapor, she knew that Yan Guizhi's body could not be dragged any longer, but the doctor's office couldn't find any way out, this way of surviving from death seemed to be the last way out...

She is not afraid of any dangers she faces now, but Yan Guizhi has become her weakness and is still the source of her fear. She is afraid that she will get hurt and that she will leave.

Su Fengyin said: "But there is only a [-]% chance, so it's..."

Su Fengyin hugged her, at least it should make her feel at ease at this time, but Su Fengyin couldn't do it.

"Don't be afraid." Yan Guizhi caressed her back. Her black silk was like a satin, and it ran across her palm like a cattail fan, smoothing the wrinkles in her heart. Yan Guizhi said softly: "No Let's make a promise, I promise you, I will definitely tame the Emperor Spirit Sword, and I will definitely come back. You see, I was stabbed by this Heart Sting before, but I still survived, and this time I will definitely continue to be by your side .”

"Okay." Su Fengyin tightened her clothes behind her and said, "You promise me, you must come back."

……

When Yu Han brought Yan Guizhi and Su Fengyin back to the study, Wei Xi and the others retreated to the courtyard, and the study was surrounded by the most educated and well-educated members of the clan.

When Yan Guizhi passed Weixi and Yan Tianque, his footsteps were a little stagnant, and his body stiffened for a moment, but he still crossed the past, did not stop, and did not say anything.

Now that Yan Tianque can take a good look at Yan Guizhi up close, seeing her elegant and introverted, and her extraordinary appearance, Mo Ti is so proud, but he just watched her pass by, seeing her without a single pause, and he couldn't help feeling sad, Shen Shen sighed.

Wei Xi gave him a sideways glance, and said, "Don't be an eyesore here."

There are quite a few tribesmen around, they don't know that Yan Tianque is back yet, seeing that he is very similar to the old patriarch, and he is also close to Weixi, so he has already guessed his identity, so he just keeps looking this way.

Now Yan Tianque is no longer the patriarch, he has no scruples, bows his head and admits his mistakes in front of his wife, without any dignity of the patriarch, "Xi'er..."

"Stay away from me!"

"..."

Yan Guizhi walked to the door of the study, stood in front of the threshold, and paused.

She couldn't see now, everything was pitch black, but at this moment, directly in front of her, there was something emitting faint golden light in the pitch black.

Yan Guizhi stepped in slowly, the closer she got, the more blazing the golden light became, and when she got to it, the strong wind was already pulling her towards it.

Yan Guizhi stretched out his hand, and I was on the hilt of the sword. As soon as I grasped it, the white cloth immediately fell to the ground, shining golden light.

The Emperor Spirit Sword rises, leading Yan Guizhi straight into the sky.

The house here suddenly collapsed with broken tiles and beams, Su Fengyin called out in a low voice: "Go home!"

Yuhan stopped him and said, "No one can help you with this matter."

Without her, let's wait for the good news here. "

The Emperor Lingjian led Yan Guizhi to rush towards Jiuxiao, the force of the wind pushing him head-on, and the sound of the wind whistling beside his ears.

Yan Guizhi took a breath, let go of the hilt of his sword, and naturally fell down.

As soon as the Emperor Lingjian turned, the sword edge struck her instead, stabbing in all directions with a sharp sword intent. This killing intent was not the most unbearable. People's fighting spirit becomes depressed. If the will is not firm, they are already slaves in front of them.

Yan Guizhi drank softly: "Qing Feng!"

The Emperor Spirit Sword came very fast, like lightning, Yan Guizhi summoned Qing Feng to block and retreat, but his cheek was still cut, blood oozing from his face, and the wind blew cold and slippery.

Yan Guizhi's Qingfeng pulled back, fighting with high spirits, "Today, I will definitely accept you!"

One person and one sword moved back and forth in the void. No one controlled the Emperor Lingjian, and the sword was flexible and changeable. The appearance of fighting to the death.

Snow was gradually falling on Yushan Mountain, the cold wind was getting tighter above Jiuxiao, and the golden light shone in the thick clouds and white mist.

The heart nail in Yan Guizhi's chest became more and more restless, and the pain was obvious, Yan Guizhi let out a muffled snort, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Guizhi held the sword in both hands, knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he wanted to strike with all his strength in the next move, and the winner would be determined with the Emperor Spirit Sword.

The Emperor Spirit Sword strikes, with the momentum of shattering stars piercing the void, getting closer and closer, when it is a foot away from Yan Guizhi, Yan Guizhi stabs out with the green blade.

The moment the swords meet, there is the sound of metal cracking, the green edge shatters from the sword edge, the female sword broke in the past, today the male sword shatters, the Emperor Spirit Sword strikes forcefully, with unabated momentum, it can penetrate Yan Gui's heart forward pulse.

Yan Guizhi tilted his body and received the sword with his left shoulder. The Emperor Spirit Sword pierced into Yan Guizhi's body, and the momentum suddenly diminished.

The Emperor Spirit Sword, which was covered in golden light in its original form, suddenly darkened, and after a while, strips of golden patterns appeared on the sword body, winding all over the sword body like a river vein seen from a high altitude.

Seeing that the golden light was getting worse, as if the sword was about to explode, the Emperor Spirit Sword trembled, and suddenly became obedient, and its aura was completely suppressed.

The people in Yushan were very anxious, their mouths were parched, the longer the time, the more chaotic their heartbeats became.

The snow fell in the sky, which could not extinguish the hearts of the group, and they looked up into the sky one by one.

Su Fengyin stood motionless on the spot, and her spiritual power was never used. Snow fell all over her body. Su Wan came to cover her with snow, but Hua Chunken pulled her away and motioned him to let Su Fengyin be alone. Su Wan Just as he waved his sleeves, he sighed deeply and couldn't pass.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound of wind in the air, Yuhan hummed suspiciously, and looked into the air almost at the same time as Su Fengyin.

At first it was just a black dot in the sky, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a white shadow, falling towards this side like a meteor falling.

The figure was surrounded by smoke, and suddenly fell to the ground, and the blue bricks cracked, leaving a big hole.

Yan Guizhi held the Emperor Spirit Sword, half-knelt in the center, and called out: "Wind Yin..."

Putting down the Emperor Spirit Sword, he stood up shaking, before he could take two steps, his head fainted, and he fell forward. Before his consciousness disappeared, he touched a warm embrace and smelled the reassuring smell. With a smile, he whispered softly: "I'm back..."

When Yan Guizhi's consciousness came back into the cage again, he felt that he was lying flat, as if floating, with water gurgling by his ears and warmth under his body.

Yan Guizhi exerted strength on his waist, and was about to get up, half of his body sank into the water, when he suddenly heard someone say in his ear, "Are you awake?"

Yan Guizhi said, "Yuhan?"

"Where is this?"

Yuhan stood by the spring with his hands clasped, and said, "The biggest spiritual spring in Chaoyang Mountain."

Yan Guizhi was clutching her left shoulder, the scab had already formed on it, she was about to speak, when she suddenly heard the sound of piercing in the ear, she subconsciously slammed it with her palm.

The Emperor Lingjian was hit by the blade and fell into the pool, paused for a while, then sprang up, but did not dare to approach Yan Guizhi's body again.

Seeing its timid appearance, Yuhan was so different from the previous arrogance, he couldn't help laughing and said: "It's the Emperor Spirit Sword, what do you do to beat him, but he is so wronged."

Yan Guizhi withdrew his hands, only to remember the matter of subduing the Emperor Spirit Sword, he still felt a little unreal, "I subconsciously..."

The Emperor Lingjian made a buzzing sound, as if responding to Yuhan's words.

Yan Guizhi had never been with such a spiritual object before. Qing Feng was considered to be full of spirituality before, but it was a dead thing after all. This Emperor Spirit Sword seemed to be a person with a mind.Yan Guizhi pursed his lips and said, "Sorry."

Yuhan smiled and said: "You have to coax it well, and then tame the heart nail for you, it is indispensable."

Yan Guizhi said, "Shall we start now?"

Yuhan looked down, and said: "Look at how far the Cuanxin Nail is from your heart?"

Yan Guizhi probed inward with his spiritual power, because he used his spiritual power without any scruples just now, the lion's heart was damaged, and the heart nail was almost attached to the heart vein.

Yan Guizhi asked, "How should I do it?"

With a move from Yuhan, although the Emperor Lingjian was reluctant, it fell into her hand obediently, and was stuck in the position where she was standing. "Exposing the divine power of the Emperor Spirit Sword will suppress the Heart Nail, and you will pour spiritual power into the Heart Nail just like before, and I will protect your heart."

Yan Guizhi was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Her current body can't bear to confront Cuanxin Nail head-on, but since Yuhan said to protect her, she believes that she can keep her safe.

Yuhan sat cross-legged by the spring, pointing his fingers up to Yan Gui's altar, wandering away with spiritual power, as if entering a land of no one.

Yan Guizhi's spiritual power flowed backwards from his whole body, converging on his heart veins, like a fierce tiger and dragon, biting towards the heart nail, and brazenly started fighting at this heart vein.

Because of the power of the Emperor Spirit Sword, he was timid at first, but now Yan Guizhi's aura of dying together made him retreat even more, and the other force that penetrated into Yan Guizhi's body was mysterious and unpredictable. It is very jealous.

Yan Guizhi and Cuanxin Nail were in a stalemate for a while, forcing Cuanxin Nail back a little, and he was exhausted. At this time, Yuhan poured another spiritual power into Yan Guizhi's spiritual power, protecting her heart. , while helping her overcome the thorn in her heart.

The vastness and majesty of spiritual power even surprised Yan Guizhi.

Yan Guizhi thought he knew something about Yuhan's cultivation, but now it seems that what he has seen is just the tip of the iceberg.

Yuhan yelled, "Take it!"

In the third quarter, the Heart Nail flew upside down from Yan Guizhi's chest, bringing out some blood, the Heart Nail flew out, the Emperor Spirit Sword lifted up, and stopped forward, the Heart Nail immediately floated obediently in the air, and did not dare to move again .

Yuhan withdrew his spiritual power, Yan Guizhi was a little weak in the water, wisps of red threads floated out of the water in front of him, and the wound on his chest was slowly healing.

Yan Guizhi suddenly called out, "Yuhan."

"What's the matter?"

"Divinating the number of days is a taboo in practice. Don't tell others about it. Why do you help me like this?"

Yuhan was silent for a long time before she said, "I owe you a favor."

Yan Guizhi was stunned, she had a pretty good memory, and if Yuhan said he owed her a favor, it would be a big deal, why would she have no memory at all.

Yuhan smiled again, as elegant as before, and she said: "We have been friends for so many years, so we must help with this little help."

Yan Guizhi: "..."

Yuhan said: "You rest and recover your strength, then go out quickly, she is still waiting."

Yan Guizhi naturally knew who she was talking about. When he thought of her and felt that he was alive, he wanted to see her immediately, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuhan said: "It's over, I'll go first."

Yan Guizhi looked for her voice, and suddenly saw a golden light and a blue light in front of him. The golden light came from the Emperor Spirit Sword, and the blue light...

Yan Guizhi's heart was shocked, and an idea was about to come out. The Emperor Lingjian is a divine weapon. Although he has surrendered to her and restrained his hostility, it is not easy for everyone to touch it. Yuhan was able to hold it lightly before...

Yan Guizhi swam to the shore and said anxiously, "Yuhan, you are...

... "

The person who was far away came to her in an instant, pointed his fingers on her forehead, and said, "Shh, don't say it, don't say it."

"It's selfish for me to help you. If you are about to be robbed by heaven, do you want to cause me more trouble by revealing my identity?"

"..."

The corner of Yuhan's mouth curled up, and he touched her head, so naturally, "This time, we will have a good time with her."

When the words fell, they turned into a breeze and left.

The author has something to say: Yuhan is a bug