"yes…"
As if she hadn't woken up from the shock, Yinghong mechanically took the jade slip and ring and answered dully.
"As for why, the answers are all written in the second jade slip. Long Pangui will tell you the whole story after reading it. Also, say hello to Lianque for me."
The first ancestor made a stroke in the sky, Yinghong's eyesight went dark, and the person had already left the hall. But this time, Xihe held his chin with one hand, and an object in the shape of a claw appeared out of thin air in the other hand.
"Qingyun...is that right..."
His gaze passed through the transparent dome, on which the birds seemed to be jumping before. A happy smile appeared on his lazy face, and tears of sadness flowed from his golden pupils.
Same time, different place, same mission, different characters.
"Dan Lin, take this jade slip and Qingxu Sword and go to Baizhen City in the south for your master. When you arrive, you will find Chang Xu, the head of the Chang family in the city and hand the jade slip to him. After he has seen the jade slip, I will let you know the rest."
"yes!"
"You may encounter powerful enemies on this trip, but with the Qingxu Sword, you will be fine. In the end, I will order Chang Xu to send a bottle of 'wine' to Qingyun. Remember, it's a bottle!"
"Disciple, please remember this! But master, if I take away the Qingxu Sword, then you..."
"Do you think I can't defeat him without the Qingxu Sword?"
"Dan Lin didn't mean that, I just..."
"It doesn't matter, there is no room for mistakes in the Chang family. Also, Danxing was hiding at the border a few days ago for no reason. I always feel that there may be something fishy about this matter. If you still have time, you can go and investigate this matter for me. The whole story.”
"Dan Lin takes the order!"
"Hurry up, by the way, my teacher...surname is Shi."
"yes!"
Outside the dense forest near Baizhen City, the arrogant Long Yanzhi sat waiting for death, and the Long Han Sword, which hated iron but was not made of steel, flew quickly. Everything was not reflected in Qingyun's empty eyes.
At this time, all he could see was a paint star in the pure white and a bit of ink on the drawing paper.
"I know you are not the eldest sister, but I still want to thank you, Miss Long."
The sharp dagger would not stop at all because of Qingyun's neck, even though Long Fushi, who transformed into Xiao Luoyi, kept trembling his hands.
Right now!
Suddenly, in this eternally silent white world, a cold roar suddenly exploded like thunder!
Immediately afterwards, a huge light ball like a towering mountain suddenly appeared behind Qingyun, and the dagger in Long Fushi's hand suddenly exploded into pieces. At the same time, Qingyun's consciousness also fell into blur, but he still remained "Xiao Luoyi" was unwilling to let go of his tight embrace.
"let me go!"
Long Fushi struggled in a sweet voice.
That cold snort not only dispelled the "confusion" that she had finally invaded Qingyun's soul, it even destroyed her transformed dagger and even the disguise around her body.
The black gauze is like thousands of beautiful butterflies flying all over the sky. After "Xiao Luoyi" fades away, the same soft and beautiful appearance of Long Fushi is revealed.
And since that cold snort, the false world she worked so hard to create has rapidly collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, even she will be turned into ashes.
"No! This is the spiritual thought of a high-level monk!"
Long Fu Shi was shocked and lost his voice.
"Death."
The master from Lengheng said these two words lightly.
The voice was not loud, but Long Fushi knew very well that the overwhelming anger behind these two words would be unbearable even by ten thousand of him.
"The confused sound is connected to the soul in the womb of my Yuanshen. This person's spiritual thoughts are so powerful. Could it be that he is a peerless power in the spirit-returning realm?"
She simply couldn't see the human form behind the aura. Looking directly at him would only burn her infant soul, and she became even more desolately convinced that she might be doomed today.
But just when Long Fushi had given up resistance, the mutation reappeared!
"Who wants to hurt my little Fu Shi?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the collapse of the world stopped immediately, and a humanoid figure with blazing golden light also appeared behind Long Fu Shi!
"Senior, it's you!"
Long Fushi shouted in surprise.
Although she could not look back, she could never forget this lazy and ethereal male voice in her life!
"Huh? It's the soul of the soul!"
As soon as the four words "primordial spirit and soul" came out, the golden man's laziness turned into surprise, and then the surprise turned into solemnity. Even his aura seemed to soften a lot after speaking, which was quite a slap in the face.
"Disperse!"
Without saying a word, the golden figure waved its illusory spacious sleeves, and the bodies of Long Fushi and Qingyun quickly faded and quickly disappeared into this "confused" world.
In response to his actions, the huge humanoid silhouette behind Qingyun, which was also formed by spiritual thoughts, did not move. After the two people completely dissipated, he continued to speak calmly:
"I shouldn't have intervened in the competition between children, but the junior was rude. However, as one of the elders of Jiulong, I am afraid that the senior has broken the rules by setting foot in Kyushu without permission?"
"Hey, you have good eyesight. You know that I am an old man from Jiulong, so you are from..."
As he spoke, the golden light around this man was still rising wildly, and his intention to intimidate was clear. However, the big boss opposite seemed to be unwilling to give him face, and interrupted directly:
"Since the rules have been broken, you can't blame me, and the two clans are fighting without killing the envoy. However, the messenger Dan Xing sent to the nobles a few days ago was ambushed for no reason and was almost killed. This account happened to coincide with Sheng Zhen today. The ten thousand-year-old Kowloon boss should do the math!"
"Huh? Danxing?"
…
It's a pity that Qingyun can't see what kind of brilliant sparks the two powerful people collided with. Of course, he has no idea what powerful power he has to protect him.
The moment he woke up, what he saw was not the mocking Long Yanzhi, nor the ruthless Long Hanjian, but Long Fushi, who spurted out a large mouthful of blood and had a face as golden as paper.
As the blood spurted out, Long Fu Shi's whole body suddenly experienced huge spiritual power fluctuations. As the energy dispersed, Long Qing Di and He Bai, who were slightly weaker in cultivation, including the women who were accompanying him, directly Was knocked unconscious.
"Long Fu Shi, I want to kill him!"
The light and shadow overlapped, and Qingyun felt heartbroken at first, but then tears of anger flowed out of his red eyes. He didn't hate Long Fushi for opening the scar again, but what hurt him was that he had lost his loved one again.
Qingyun's voice was not loud, but Long Yanzhi still laughed sarcastically. Looking at Long Hanjian who was speeding towards him, his cold face suddenly changed drastically!
"careful!"
It's a pity that the arrogant Long Yanzhi still wanted to humiliate the young man in front of him in front of his sister Qingdi, but he never thought that Qingyun just simply raised his hand, and then Long Yanzhi Seeing Qingyun's palm cracked out of thin air, a blood-red wound appeared.
But the strange thing is that although the wound was as red as the boy's eyes, not a drop of blood flowed out. The next moment, an ancient long sword glowing with terrifying red light flew out from the wound, and he grasped it in hand.
"The sword is like riding on the wind, and it can be used in one move!"
The Fantasy Sword of the Heavens: The Wind-Currenting Sword!
boom!
"No, Hanjian save me!"
It was only then that Long Yanzhi, who was so self-confident, realized that the young man opposite him was not easy to mess with, and he also recognized the seriousness of the fact. However, there was no regret in selling medicine in the world. Even if there were, the current Young Master Yanzhi was probably There was no time to take it.
The huge sword light spurted out, directly dyeing the entire world in his eyes with a faint blood color. Of course, this strange blood light eventually became the last color in Long Yanzhi's consciousness.
The Chengfeng Sword slashed out diagonally. Long Yanzhi's head was in a different place and his body was broken into several pieces.
"Yan Zhi!"
Long Hanjian was shocked and angry when he saw this, but what frightened him even more was what was behind!
The power of the Chengfeng Sword was already extremely majestic. In a rage, Qingyun used it to the limit of his ability, and in an instant, half of the spiritual power in his body was sucked out by the sword.
Therefore, the Chengfeng sword light with his monstrous anger was like chopping melons and vegetables, destroying Long Yanzhi's proud work "Painting the Ground as a Prison" in the blink of an eye.
Half of the nine long staffs called Yancong Yuzhang were cut off by Qingyun's sword, and then the black cage dispersed into dots of spiritual light. Yuzhang's body also broke in response and fell next to Long Yanzhi's body.
Even so, Chengfeng Jianmang still continued unabated, with a vast intention of destruction, plowing out a deep hole nearly half a foot long on the surface of the earth, and plowed straight at Long Hanjian, who had a horrified look on his face!
The speed of the Chengfeng Sword was extremely fast. It took less than a moment to kill Long Yanzhi and break through the barrier. The sword light had already arrived in front of Long Hanjian with the breath of his breath.
Fortunately, although he looked cold and taciturn, he was not an arrogant fool like Long Yanzhi. In a hurry, he saw that he could not block Qingyun's sword light, so he simply used his body skills to hide aside.
Even though he was horrified, Long Hanjian's calmness and decisiveness far exceeded Qingyun's expectations. The moment he leaned out and escaped, he still did not forget the clansman behind him. The shadow of the sword flickered, and a few sword lights with cold air were just right. It clicked on Qingyun's sword light.
Chengfeng's sword light immediately shifted and no longer flew towards the injured Long Fushi. This clearly shows the viciousness of Long Hanjian's eyes.
But how could Qingyun be as arrogant and foolish as Long Yanzhi? As his body moves with the sword, Long Hanjian's dodge is exactly his best opportunity to attack!
"No! He's going to do harm to my eldest sister!"
Quiet as a virgin, moving like a stripped rabbit, with both feet kicking on the ground, the blue clouds are like arrows leaving the string. The last breath was still beside Long Yanzhi's body, and the next moment it has passed the Long Han Sword.
Looking at the hidden sword in his hand, the evil energy around him seemed to be like a blue cloud that could wither all things, Long Hanjian no longer knew the bottom line of what he could do.
"This guy is so powerful and his combat experience far exceeds ours. Where did this genius come from?"
It's a pity that he is just a monk in the Yuanhua realm, far from being an immortal who can travel through space at will. Long Hanjian, who dodged to avoid it, could only watch Qingyun kill his eldest sister helplessly.
"Suffer death!"
The same two words came out of Qingyun's mouth. As his figure got closer, Long Fushi's originally heaving chest suddenly became calmer.
As if the passage of time began to slow down, the figure of the young man holding the sword slowly enlarged in her gentle eyes. Long Fushi felt that this young man's face was even more beautiful than the senior who gave her the guardian spirit.
At this moment, she unreasonably recalled that in the other person's memory, in the world that confused Qingyun, it was the first time that she was surrounded by a member of the opposite sex like this.
Qingyun did not hug the woman as domineeringly as described in the story. Instead, he threw himself into his arms like a lonely boy in the world. He could hear howling and crying. He was completely different from the current devil.
