At this moment, Balian seemed to see Yin Baishuang's cheek buried in the shadow, as if something was overflowing from the end of her eyes, facing the dim light of the night, reflecting a touch of starlight.
For some reason, Balian's heart suddenly felt painful when he saw this, as if it was filled with lead.
Yin Baishuang lowered her eyes and said lightly and sadly: "Su Jing, don't be naive. How can a person be resurrected after death?"
The boy who ruined her plan to die alone is no more.
In the end, the tired bird returned to its roost, and she had already resigned herself to her fate.
It is boring for her to have unrealistic and absurd dreams about this world because of a sword.
Life is hard in many ways, don’t deceive others, let alone yourself.
She would rather live in pain than have another nightmare.
Balian felt that the woman in front of him, who was dressed in red and was in mourning, seemed to regard him as someone for a moment, but this illusion was fleeting and soon disappeared without a trace.
Su Jing was silent for a long time, and suddenly said quietly: "What a pity for such a good sword."
"What's such a pity? Don't you always dislike this sword?" The woman who was carrying two swords ended up with the sword hanging from her waist, making her already thin and slender figure appear helpless.
She chuckled twice, then squatted down and pointed at Zhan Qing next to Su Jing, and said, "I forgot, the Zhan Qing Sword is a Geng-gold sword that can break evil wood. I won't chop your hand off today. Quickly get rid of this vine entanglement technique for me, my wine bottle is empty and I have to go back to Beiliao Town to fill up a jar of mud wine."
Su Jing didn't say anything, and used her sword to slash. In an instant, pliable ancient vines continued to grow between her and Yin Baishuang's fingers. Their fingers were loosened one by one, leaving only the ancient vines wrapped around their wrists. They were struck by the sword energy. Sweeping it, it suddenly scattered into countless sawdust.
"I want the ghost grass on your body." Su Jing was very upright. After getting rid of the vine, he started to make conditions.
Yin Baishuang, who was rubbing her wrists, unexpectedly raised her eyebrows. She did not refuse Su Jing's request: "Okay, before I leave Xianling City, I need to do one more thing. In three days, you and I will sign up outside the city." Fight, if you win, the grass will be given to you."
When she left and passed Bai Lian, Yin Baishuang stopped. She reached out and patted Bai Lian's chest gently: "In any case, you have saved me once, so I don't care about you defending the person I want to kill. Guilty."
The ice sword energy hidden in Bai Lian's body was quietly melted away by her.
After Yin Baishuang left, the dull feeling in Bai Li'an's heart gradually subsided. He looked at Su Jing who was raising her hands to untie her knotted ears and called softly: "Miss Su Jing."
Su Jing didn't say anything. He hooked his little finger lightly, and the love-cutting sword inserted on the ground began to fly again on its own, using the same technique as before.
The withered vines kept emerging from the palms of the two men, and then they were tightly entangled between their wrists. The sword blade cut straight through the withered vines, but this time, it was far from as smooth as before.
The love-cutting sword was actually broken apart by the inconspicuous withered vine.
Balian frowned, gradually feeling that something was wrong.
Su Jing clumsily untied her ear with one hand, her expression gradually became serious, and she held the Love-Severing Sword that had been sent flying by Bengfei in her hand.
With the spiritual power poured into it, the love-cutting sword bloomed with red lotus karma fire, and it was struck down with terrifying force.
The light of the fierce karma fire fell on the withered vines, but disappeared suddenly as if it was extinguished by a heavy rain.
This sword was even more powerful than the previous one, but it still failed to cut away the ancient vine. Instead, countless black leaves slowly stretched out from the vine and stuck tightly to the Love-Severing Sword.
Su Jing's eyes narrowed sharply, and he quickly withdrew his strength and sheathed the sword, but it was still a step too late. The edge of the sword became dark and dim, and the aura was lost.
Balian was a little dumbfounded, looking at the Qingzhan sword that had stopped halfway, speechless: "What is this black thing?"
Su Jing looked at his sword repeatedly, frowned and said solemnly: "I'm careless, it's the blood of the sea monster."
"Blood of the Siren."
Su Jing, who didn't even feel distressed when he wanted to cut off his hand just now, now had a faint look of distress in his eyes.
"The Sword of Love is a Geng-gold sword that can cut through all kinds of evil spirits, but the blood of the sea monster can corrode the sword energy. When I unlocked the first vine curse, I was not very infected with it, so I cut it again. With the second sword strike, there is no way to stop the demon blood from taking advantage of the situation."
Seeing that she was distressed that the love-cutting sword had been contaminated, Bailian suddenly felt guilty. If he hadn't urged her just now, how could he not have discovered the mystery with Su Jing's cautious and calm temperament.
He hurriedly comforted him and said: "Miss Su Jing, don't worry too much. There are countless secret treasures in the world, and they are mutually reinforcing. There must be something pure that can remove the blood stains from this sword."
Su Jing gave a calm hum and casually inserted the black and numb sword into its sheath.
As expected, he was worthy of being the calm and extraordinary young master of Taixuan Sect. He could stop his distressed feelings at the drop of a hat. Just the control of his state of mind made Bailian feel ashamed.
He looked at the withered vines tied between their wrists. They were entangled and coiled up and were about two meters long. Although their hands were no longer tightly glued together, they were still like this day and night. The ground is connected together, which is obviously not a problem.
Bailian suddenly remembered that Lin Guiyuan's Golden Vine Spear could also imitate Gengjin Qi, so he might as well borrow it for use.
I just don’t know what the shape of Xianling City is now after countless old friends have returned to the human world.
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There are no swimming fish, no sea monsters, and not even a trace of life in the cold seabed, which is thousands of feet deep. Even the giant spirit whale monster that can survive in the deep sea cannot reach this place.
This world filled with darkness and oppression is an ancient undersea ruins.
It is very similar to the Dragon Palace Temple recorded in the ancient scrolls.
The simple and solemn statues of gods are mottled and collapsed, and the endless dark seabed will sometimes be reflected by the faint light of the scales.
Those lights were like lifeless fireflies, floating slowly, vaguely illuminating the outline of a huge black dragon's body.
In this dead and cold underwater world, even time seems to become very long.
At this moment, light and slightly chaotic ripples suddenly appeared in the ruins of the bottom of the sea, which were as calm as dead water.
A girl appeared on the ruins of the Shinto without any warning.
She was like a beautiful scene, suddenly descending into this dark and deep underwater world. The quiet and graceful black skirt on the girl's body seemed to be darker than the darkness here. The skirt was dotted with dots of complicated embroidery patterns, like fingertips. The long little fish swam in the clothes.
The hem of the skirt stirred up the dust that had been deposited on the Shinto for countless years.
The dust lingered beneath her like weightless smoke clouds, and the scenery was picturesque.
The dark blue hair floats softly behind her. The girl has a unique and ethereal temperament. She walks on the bottom of the sea with a demure posture like an ordinary night outing.
She was walking along the long sacred road, and suddenly, a huge dragon corpse in front of her blocked her way.
The girl rubbed her eyes, but unfortunately she couldn't practice, and she couldn't see in the dark.
In desperation, she took off the small bronze book from her waist.
