Ning Feiyan looked thoughtful and murmured to himself: "No wonder the Zhongyou Dynasty has been secluded in recent years, and the empress Ying Ji never meets outsiders. I thought it was because of the stupid cat... It turns out there is such a thing We have such a high-level relationship, so to sum it up, Tianxi Sword Sect owes Zhongyou a deep debt."
"Stupid cat?" Zhao Wenjun saw Ning Feiyan's expression was different and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes: "What does that mean?"
Ning Feiyan smiled lightly and said: "The person who saved the sword master's life at the cost of his life turned out to be his married wife. To cut out the spiritual roots is a soul-breaking and bone-breaking pain, a lifetime injury.
However, all practitioners who have lost their spiritual roots are no different from ordinary people. Even if the techniques of Zhongyou Wei Dao are extraordinary, the body of Empress Ying Ji may have become very weak after this calamity.
But Sword Master Yu didn’t know about the spiritual roots. He was injured and had his spiritual roots changed six hundred years ago. Empress Ying Ji is no better than you. Sword Master Yu takes good care of you and finds a way to extend your longevity and youth for you. Immortal elixir.
In the past few hundred years, she was so seriously ill that no one noticed anything strange about her body. Not even her closest bedfellows knew about it. This fact meant that even I had no choice but to Say some admiration. "
Zhao Wenjun chuckled and said: "Master Sihe said that he admired her, but in fact he was teaching me to seize the magpie's nest and enjoy the results."
She looked at Ning Feiyan, and there was no sign of anger in her eyes. Instead, she said with a bit of interest: "Zi Zhongyou and Tian Xi are both in-laws. They helped the sword master resist the demon sect's army, but he died at the hands of this empress." There are countless demons and demon cultivators. I originally thought that as the Lord of the Demon Realm River, you must have a deep hatred for the Empress of Zhongyou. Is it my illusion? Why do you feel that Master Sihe instead You don’t feel disgusted with the Empress, but you have an inexplicable sense of goodwill to protect her?”
"Good intentions?" Ning Feiyan was startled for a moment, and then realized that her aggressive tone at the moment actually contained a hint of anger that was hard to detect.
She felt that her emotions were really unreasonable.
She has nothing to do with the Empress of Zhongyou, so she has nothing to be angry about.
Zhao Wenjun didn't notice the subtle change in Ning Feiyan's expression, she smiled and said: "Everyone in the world thinks that I and Ying Ji both admire the same man, so they all think that two women competing for one man should be jealous when they meet, and you will live and die. But the relationship between me and Ying Ji is not what the world thinks."
Ning Feiyan' Oh? ’ He let out a sneer and said with a smile: “Do you still want to think that there is some hidden secret in this?”
Zhao Wenjun nodded and said: "If I really wanted to get a man, I would not use such despicable methods. Six hundred years ago, I suffered myself and fell into a desperate situation, and there were people from the Demon Sect behind me to sow discord. Ayu had many doubts about my identity. After he experienced death and regained his spiritual roots and woke up, he mistakenly thought that I had saved him.
After all, in this world, I am the only one whose fire spirit root grade can match his. I later gave many explanations, but he didn’t believe it at all. He said to himself that the spiritual root was from my hand. Later, I Gong Cai knew that it was Ying Ji who told him this, which completely dispelled his doubts about my identity and solved my dilemma. "
Ning Feiyan was very surprised: "You are saying that Empress Zhongyou deliberately concealed the truth of the matter."
Zhao Wenjun said: "I don't know what happened between the couple back then, but since Ying Ji has such a desire to fulfill her, I will naturally not let her good intentions go to waste."
Ning Feiyan seemed to find it funny: "Everyone knows that you two are incompatible love rivals and are each other's sworn enemy. How come it sounds like you two are getting along very harmoniously now."
Zhao Wenjun said disapprovingly: "It was Ayu who failed Yingji, not me. It was Ayu who turned a blind eye to me, not Yingji. Between the two of us, she owes nothing to me, and I have never hurt her. , why bother to compete with each other and embarrass each other, it is better to say that as the empress of Zhongyou, she was able to put down her dignity and marry Zhongyou for the sake of the one she loves, and this is something I admire very much."
This unique idea really surprised Ning Feiyan.
Zhao Wenjun suddenly chuckled twice, looking up and down Ning Feiyan with playful eyes. She suddenly smiled and leaned forward, with a low and playful voice: "I have always had a sharp eye. Looking at Master Sihe's figure, I am afraid that he has already Having tasted the scent of a man, I can see that your body is very different from that of a succubus with fresh air and ordinary aura. Could it be that up to now, you only love one person? I wonder which man is so blessed?"
The jumping nature of this topic really catches people off guard, but what kind of person is Ning Feiyan? Not only does she not show any hint of female shyness on her face, but she smiles charmingly, never retreating but advancing, almost nose to nose with Zhao Wenjun. .
"Do you know? It is taboo to inquire about the succubus' food."
Zhao Wenjun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "What I mean is that one day, an extremely outstanding woman suddenly falls in love with your man, and she loves him in every possible way, treats him with all her heart, and can do everything for him. He gave it all and you might be able to be friends with her.”
After hearing this, Ning Feiyan's mind suddenly showed up with the appearance of Yun Rong's features.
Ning Feiyan suddenly felt horrified in her heart. She secretly thought that the eldest princess of Qin State had some magic tricks to confuse people's hearts. Her words were so evil and brainwashing.
She frowned calmly, but smiled on her face: "Your Highness, the eldest princess, is really too worried. In the eyes of the succubus, all men are food. If anyone else covets him, someone will die."
Zhao Wenjun chuckled and said: "Master Sihe is really a wonderful person. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to cooperate with you."
"You want the flame marrow?"
"One-third is enough, and the rest of the flame marrow can be yours, as long as Lord Sihe can help."
Ning Feiyan pondered for a moment and said, "I can take none of the flame marrow."
Zhao Wenjun looked surprised.
Ning Feiyan looked at her and smiled and said, "I just want the eldest princess to remember this, so she owes me a favor, how about that?"
Zhao Wenjun had a keen mind: "Master Sihe, do you want to lead the succubus clan to secretly settle down in our human world and establish some power?"
Ning Feiyan said: "I hope Her Royal Highness the Princess can provide more territory and resources."
Zhao Wenjun was decisive: "Deal."
Ning Feiyan had a deep smile in her eyes: "It seems that Her Royal Highness the Princess is determined to win the Flame Marrow."
Zhao Wenjun's light brown eyes gradually became darker in color. She looked towards the windy and snowy sky in the distance with melancholy: "There is no old love on the other side, but there are bells in Gusu. In the past, my obsession was just a mirror, and it doesn't matter if I don't get what I want. Now I, I just want to be the wind of freedom. If I don’t know the power of self-love, how can I desire others to give me spring, summer, autumn and winter.”
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The Thirteen Sword Soul Cords of Tianxi were once used by thousands of people to reunite the ashes of eight thousand warriors. Haonong led a group of disciples without breaking into the Tianshan barrier. When they approached, the barrier guarding the Tianshan Sword Tomb Naturally fade away.
Not to mention the hundreds of warriors, even Balian can come and go freely.
Jian Mountain is vast and vast, and the smoke and clouds float over the huge mountain, majestic and traceless. The sky is still covered by rolling dark clouds, and no skylight can be seen.
Only the countless ancient swords inserted among the mountain roads emit a shining sword light that lasts all year round, illuminating the ancient paths with dead grass.
The Tianshan Sword Tomb houses thousands of swords.
The swords that can enter the realm of Tianshan are all peerless ancient swords left behind by generations of powerful men who died. What's more, some of the swords in this mountain are swords worn by immortals from the upper realm of the Pure Realm and wandered into the mortal world.
As Baili'an walked along the mountain road, he could clearly feel that the endless ancient swords beside him and at his feet seemed to be full of life.
They are silent in the Tianshan Mountains, unknown to the world, and the ancient historical artistic conception comes to mind.
He could see the traces of vicissitudes and heavyness on these ancient swords that had been passed down for thousands of years, as if they were waiting for the destined person and the sword to speak, and they would draw their swords and travel far away.
Along the way, the hidden swords within the sword tomb guarded by the Thirteen Sword Souls and the Twelve Sword Souls were all dead and petrified, with no signs of spiritual life, as if they were integrated with this ancient mountain, and could no longer be seen. Unable to wake up.
The ancient sword shining with sword light buzzed and clanged, as if singing a funeral song for these dead sword sects!
Balian looked at those dead and petrified swords, feeling a touch of sadness in his heart.
The heavy silence was suddenly broken by the sound of fighting with swords blaring.
Balian suppressed the emotion in his eyes and chased after the voice.
In the demon world, Haonong once drank his moonshine wine, and Gu has become one of his dark forces.
As the owner of the river, Haonong could not sense the presence of his master's aura, but being in the same mountain, Haonong's aura was like an eye-catching road sign on the map, within the range of Bailian's spiritual consciousness.
Before he had gone far, he found traces of Haonong in a sword pond.
At this moment, among the thousands of disciples around him, there were only a dozen or so, all of whom suffered moderate injuries. Facing them were Sword Master Yu, Si Sword Yun Rong, and Six Sword Ji Pei.
Haonong's blood-red eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred for Ji Pei!
Looking at the situation, Bailian knew that Haonong had divided the team of more than two hundred warriors. Under the sword pool was the place where a soul rope was holding the mountain. The other missing disciples were probably heading towards other soul rope landmarks. went.
But the strange thing is that in the sword pool, facing Tianxi Sword Master Yu and two Thirteen Swordsmen, after a confrontation, Haonong and the others were only injured and undefeated? !
You must know that the cultivation of Haonong, headed by these warriors, is only at the level of the Yuan Mansion Star Fall, but is comparable to the cultivation of the first level of Tribulation. Although the warriors have always made very slow progress in their cultivation, in terms of real combat effectiveness, the Star Fall A martial artist in the Soul Awakening Realm can hold several levels of pressure against a monk in the Soul Awakening Realm.
But what they were facing, apart from Yun Rong and Ji Pei, was that Sword Master Yu was a powerful sword cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Fusion Dao.
One man and one sword were enough to kill these twenty people.
However, Sword Master Yu and the others did not take a step towards the sword pond, as if they were vaguely worried about something.
Even though the injuries of Haonong and his party were all serious, what surprised Bailian was that not one of them died under the attack of the furious Sword Master Yu.
This was definitely not because the sword master Yu was showing mercy. Balian could clearly feel the killing intent of the sword in the air. The cold wind hit his face, reflecting the strong body of his corpse demon. His cheeks were also struck by the wind. The remaining killing sword energy cut several sharp bloody holes.
Duan Mo, who was following closely, had already stopped at the outermost edge of the sword pool. Having lost half of his demonic energy, he could not withstand the killing intent of Sword Master Yu.
Following the gaze of the sword master Yu Tieqing, Bailian saw the huge soul rope floating weightlessly around the more than 20 warriors in the sword pool, guarding them silently, with a hint of brokenness.
The more than twenty burly and sturdy martial men looked at the cold soul rope floating and lingering around them, their eyes were red and there were tears in their eyes.
Seeing this, Balian realized that it was actually the soul cords that thousands of people had gathered from the ashes of their predecessors that were disintegrating themselves and protecting them.
The stronger Sword Master Yu's offensive power was, the more it contributed to the collapse of the Soul Cord.
Haonong held him so tightly that even the world-famous sword master Yu, who was known for his high-spirited spirit, had no choice but to throw a weapon at him.
Looking at it, I knew it must be the bad idea behind Burying Heart.
"Haonong! If you turn around now, I can still allow you martial artists to have a place in the world!"
Sword Master Yu's eyes seemed to be intertwined with flames and lightning, and he suppressed the surging anger and said in a cold voice.
Haonong sneered: "The one who just vowed to kill us without mercy seems to be you, the sword master, right? Why, now you have to be magnanimous again?"
Sword Master Yu's face darkened: "You must not know what is good and what is evil!"
There was also a ferocious look in Haonong's eyes: "Everything in the world has a cause and effect. Your Tianxi Sword Sect stepped on the bones of my masters and brothers to achieve today's grand appearance, and cut off the future that originally belonged to our martial realm! Then It was the road paved with blood and bones by our ancestors. Why did you destroy it so easily! Yes! We warriors are aliens who rebel against the group. We are born with low spiritual power and are looked down upon by the world! But these are not allowed. The reason why you simply erased our achievements from history!”
The blood of Sword Master Yu has always been proud and noble. Since he was born, the threshold for him has been noble and unattainable.
Therefore, he was destined to be unable to understand the unwillingness and struggle in Haonong's eyes. He could not understand the beginning of fighting from the bottom with his own flesh and blood, let alone the end of the eight thousand warriors who were determined to die.
All he can think about is how to protect the sword in this world and keep the soul of the sword alive!
Anyone who stands in his way will be killed without redemption!
Between the two, it is a dead end and there is nothing to talk about.
Sword Master Yu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his black and red sword robes were hunting and dancing wildly. He shook off the frost and snow on his shoulders. From the look on his face, it was obvious that he wanted to forcefully break the soul rope of the sword pool, and even did not hesitate to destroy the third soul. Even if we ask for help, we must also capture Haonong alive.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian secretly thought that the sword master's move was naive and ridiculous.
He thought that by sacrificing a soul rope, cutting off a strong man's arm, and capturing Haonong alive, he could make the remaining ten thousand people surrender to the fear of martial arts disciples.
It's a pity that the reason why these people are able to put aside life and death and gather here is not because of Haonong's appeal.
But the deepest hatred and obsession at that time supported them to risk their lives to fight and seek mercy in death!
If it continues like this, the situation will only hurt both sides, which reflects the deepest feelings.
Balian sighed, and he didn't have time to watch the show. He took one step forward, and his figure disappeared into the sword pool. He made a move with one hand, and the purple electric dragon and snake danced up.
Balian said solemnly: "Stop it all!"
The murderous wind sword of heaven and earth condensed.
Sword Master Yu looked at the dragon-snake sword formation entrenched behind Bailian, his eyes tightened, and his killing intent suddenly stopped!
Haonong was even more shocked and shaken. He looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and his body couldn't help but tremble. The tit-for-tat ferocity on his face disappeared like the wind, and turned into a pious respect that Sword Master Yu had never seen before.
"Mr...Mr.?!"
