In the eleventh year of Shuncheng, it is May 21st.
After several years, the little girl who was just starting out now has some fame in the world. Although she is not well-known, at least when asked, sometimes people vaguely remember such a person.
'She is a girl who can play with guns, and she has some skills. '
'She followed a cat with her, and the cat was very well-behaved. '
'My marksmanship is excellent, I don't know who taught him. '
More and more people know Ruyi, but very few know his name. This is so many people in the world have never had a name.
The encounter is fate, and the encounter is the world.
Over the past year and a half, Ruyi has gotten a rough idea of what the world is like. It is as interesting as she imagined. She has met many, many people and seen many, many things.
As Uncle Chen said, it's not all about fighting and killing, but more about some unclear relationships.
"Lihua, Lihua, do you think Uncle Chen will be surprised when he sees me again?"
Lihua thought for a while, looked at Ruyi in front of her, and said, "Probably."
The changes are indeed quite big.
At least that's how it seems to Cihua.
Ruyi was still crying at the beginning, but now he seems to be fearless, perhaps because he has learned the skills.
"I miss Uncle Chen."
"Lihua also misses Chen Haoren..."
Lihua sighed, she had not had a meal since she followed Ruyi out of Qingshan City, and the original promise of one fish a day became empty words.
Ruyi actually had fun, but she felt sorry for Lihua.
Ruyi took a bite of the cooking cake in his hand, raised the gun and said, "Let's go, there's still a long way to go."
Rest for a while and then move forward.
Stop and go along the way, and you will always end up in Shangjing.
………
In that sea of blood, everything you see is dark.
The black tower absorbed the demonic aura of the demonic sword bit by bit. Over time, it was obvious that the aura of the demonic sword had weakened a lot.
It finally did what it promised Chen Changsheng.
at some point.
Pieces of gravel drifted in from a distance.
Black Tower seemed to feel something, and his mind rushed towards the place where the gravel flew.
I saw the gravel gathering together and turning into a human form.
Then a gentleman wearing a green shirt and a kind face appeared.
Chen Changsheng glanced around and finally set his sights on the magic sword.
Heita said: "You really come and go without a trace."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Is there any?"
Heita asked without explaining, "You are so big-hearted that you left me here for three years without even taking a look."
Chen Changsheng stepped forward and said calmly: "Isn't this coming?"
Heita snorted coldly, and then said: "I have done everything you asked me to do. I have been sucking it day and night for three years, which is enough. Don't forget what you promised me."
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes to look at the demonic sword again. The demonic energy was indeed much weaker than before.
Chen Changsheng said: "Don't worry."
He raised his hand and untied the formation.
With a slight move, the black tower fell into the palm of his hand.
Seeing that Chen Changsheng was about to move forward, Heita said, "Help me unlock the first layer of ancient seals first."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and asked, "Is this ancient seal important to you?"
"Chen, don't you want to regret it?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Of course Chen keeps his word, but he can't be here. I'll unlock the formation for you after Chen goes out."
Heita hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was not too slow to be slow for a while, so he said nothing more.
Chen Changsheng immediately put it into his sleeve.
And he stepped towards the magic sword.
This magic sword is a hidden danger here after all.
He came to the cliff step by step, and his body gradually got closer to the magic sword.
The demonic energy next to him swept over him, as if he was on guard against him.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, hesitated for a moment and then stretched out his hand.
He grabbed the magic sword with his palm.
But just when he was about to hold the hilt of the sword, there was a sudden movement.
"Buzz."
The magic sword trembled, and suddenly a sword light shook off, approaching Chen Changsheng.
Fortunately, Chen Changsheng was on guard and retracted his hand immediately, taking dozens of steps back.
"really……"
This thing is not that easy to get.
But then something surprising happened to Chen Changsheng.
Suddenly, a stream of demonic energy was seen gushing out from the demonic sword. As the demonic energy gathered together, a human shape actually formed on the cliff.
The figure transformed from the demonic energy grabbed the demonic sword.
"Zheng..."
The magic sword that had been covered in dust for countless years was pulled out at this moment.
In an instant, the demonic energy rippled out of the sword, like a layer of water waves spreading across the demonic realm.
Chen Changsheng was knocked back several steps by the shock.
He frowned slightly, suddenly feeling troubled.
When he raised his hand, the Jade Qing Sword was already in his hand.
Chen Changsheng's eyes seemed to be looking at the demonic figure, looking at each other.
As expected of the former demon lord who wielded a sword, he was able to turn his demonic energy into a human form and wield the sword. With this alone, he could trample countless immortal swords under his feet.
"The sword follows its master and is imbued with its power."
Chen Changsheng murmured in his mouth, the momentum of the demon sword was like the demon god coming to the world, all swords are like this, let alone the demon-summoning god king in the years.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen is bothering me. I want to borrow your land this time. I hope Demon Sword knows about it."
The figure was holding the sword, but seemed not to be listening. Before Chen Changsheng could continue, he saw the figure raising his hand, and a sword light flew past.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng held up a sword flower to block it.
Under the collision of sword energy, another wave of fluctuations sounded.
"Boom..."
The wind and dust rolled up blew over the white bones that had not moved for a hundred miles.
In that moment, the bones turned into powder and scattered on the ground, or floated up with the vibration and spread.
Chen Changsheng sighed slightly when he saw this scene, thinking that this matter was probably beyond negotiation.
But regardless of whether Demon Sword understands or not, he has decided on this place.
"That's fine."
Chen Changsheng raised the sword in his hand and began to draw in the air.
Formation runes floated up one after another, each taking its own position.
The magic sword swept across, blocking his formation.
Chen Changsheng held the sword in front of him, pinched the magic formula and said: "The sword energy is unparalleled, slaying demons and evil spirits."
A golden light covered the sword and then swayed out.
The two faced each other again, and a figure came with a sword and approached Chen Changsheng.
The demonic energy suddenly dispersed like mist.
In just a moment, Chen Changsheng's eyes dimmed, and the demonic energy eroded his soul, trying to distinguish the situation.
But unfortunately, what he, Chen Changsheng, is least afraid of is the soul attack.
Seal again.
"The dharma of heaven and earth is rectified, and the demonic energy dissipates!"
The golden light swayed away, blowing away the magic mist.
The demon sword overflowed with cold light from the monster and slashed towards Chen Changsheng's neck.
"Zheng."
The Yuqing Sword collided with it and was deadlocked in mid-air.
Chen Changsheng sheathed his sword in time, and then used the Demon-Slaying Sword Qi to slash at the human figure transformed by the demonic Qi.
