"Hate?"
"Master?"
"Let me ask you, do you hate it?"
"I...I hate it!"
"How much hate?"
"I can't wait to cut them into pieces and destroy them all!"
In the darkness, Lu Xiaoxing was asking and answering questions with his master.
"So what if I hate you? A powerless person can only be imprisoned in a stone chamber even if he hates him to the core." The other party's tone was calm, and no trace of fluctuation could be heard.
"The stone chamber..." Lu Xiaoxing's eyes flashed, and a ray of light appeared again, and at the same time, there was a clatter of iron ropes.
"No...no..." Lu Xiaoxing shook his head repeatedly, his body suddenly became upright, and his breath was colder than the stone chamber, "Master, I have been expelled from the Sword Star Residence, how can I still be in the stone chamber?"
"You just escaped from the stone chamber physically, but your heart is still imprisoned in it! All I can help you is to open the chain on the door of the stone chamber. The rest... you can only rely on yourself!"
"My... heart?" In the darkness, Lu Xiaoxing vaguely saw a thin figure, lying on the line of the stone room with a ferocious expression, greedily sucking in the light.
"I'll ask you again, do you hate it?"
"I..." Lu Xiaoxing suddenly felt confused, "Master, should I hate you?"
"Many emotions can be given up. Only hatred can make you stronger! If you have the intention, you will die, if you have no intention, you will live. Now, whether you want to control the hatred or be swallowed by it, this most critical step depends on you. You made your own choice.”
"Disciple...I know..."
Lu Xiaoxing's expression in front of that ray of light suddenly returned to calmness. He glanced at the ray of light for the last time, and a trace of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes.
I saw him taking a step back and completely blending into the darkness.
"Master, my disciple has realized it! Lu Xiaoxing is dead from today on, and the only one who survives is me, Mr. Qiu!"
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"Dong dong dong..."
Without any warning, Mu Fengchun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, felt flustered, and had a bulging feeling in his chest.
"I said...ahem...Hua Ji, you can't hold a grudge so much, why are you still teasing me with flower poison powder?" Mu Fengchun immediately suspected that Hua Ji was causing trouble, and murmured in a low voice, "Even if you are holding a grudge, You wouldn’t be such an annoying woman to get angry at me, right?”
"Haha, if the old woman is really narrow-minded, she would have given this annoying woman a good time..." As she said that, Hua Ji looked a little sad.
"It's really not you?" Mu Fengchun's chest was beating wildly and he had no time to care about other things.
"Nonsense!" Hua Ji frowned and murmured: "Strange...Why can't the old lady feel this feeling? Is it just because of the clone? It shouldn't..."
"Be careful!" Mu Fengchun suddenly noticed something strange and hurriedly pulled towards Hua Ji. Unfortunately, he was a step too late. He saw that Hua Ji was torn into petals by a withered yellow sword energy.
"Oops..." Hua Ji's connection with the fifteenth floor was almost destroyed, and her voice became intermittent: "It's that guy...you...be more...careful, the Demon Emperor...people...are relying on you..."
The petals scattered, and before they fell to the ground, they withered and withered in advance.
"It's so dangerous...I almost forgot that this beggar chicken is just a clone..."
Mu Fengchun breathed a sigh of relief and focused his eyes on the figure wrapped in a dark yellow aura. He saw that the long sword in his hand had become rusty, as if it was about to break.
The Qiu Gongzi in front of him was completely wrapped in the withered and dead energy. Although Mu Fengchun couldn't see him, he could feel that his aura was firmly locked on him.
"What on earth is going on in the League of Heroes? Could it be that they were imprisoned too much today and are frightened out of their wits?" Seeing Mr. Qiu in front of him without saying a word, Mu Fengchun felt a hair in his heart.
"Master, my disciple did it... my disciple did it! My disciple finally... will never be controlled by the evil sword again! Hahahaha..." Mr. Qiu, who was filled with withered and lifeless energy, suddenly laughed ferociously, which made people shudder.
"So... such a strong sense of death..." The troublesome feeling in Mu Fengchun's chest became more and more intense.
The last time he had this feeling was when he helped Wu Fan communicate with the Bi Xia. Although the two colors were different, they felt very close to each other.
"Who is the person who imprisoned me just now?" After Qiu Gongzi smiled, his tone returned to calmness again, "I really want to thank him."
"It's okay to tell you." Mu Fengchun took a deep breath and eased the discomfort, "But before that, I am very curious about something. How does it feel to be imprisoned like this?"
Mr. Qiu's eyes were cold, but he was not as angry as before. Instead, his lifeless aura had calmed down a bit, and his face became clearer.
When Mu Fengchun saw this, he suddenly felt something bad. He felt that in addition to the strong aura of death, this man seemed to have undergone other changes, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Since you have been seeking death over and over again, I will grant you your wish!" Mr. Qiu raised his sword and pointed it at Mu Fengchun, "One sword! I only need one sword to kill you!"
Hearing this, Mu Fengchun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party's hatred was still on his side, he had nothing to worry about.
"Hahaha... I can't remember how many swords I've eaten from you, but it's a pity that they all didn't hurt or itch! You guys from the League of Heroes all have the same virtue, you're really not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue!" Mu Fengchun sneered.
"This sword is different from that sword! If you can withstand my sword without relying on any support, I will let you live." Mr. Qiu swung his sword, and a buzzing sound sounded.
"Okay..." Mu Fengchun shouted.
"If you have the guts, watch your moves..."
But before Young Master Qiu finished speaking, Mu Fengchun spat: "Bah! What are you looking for? Can you let someone finish what you said? What a fool! You don't have to rely on me. You just treat me like an old man." Are you a fool?"
"Originally I wanted to save some energy, but in that case, it's up to you!" Mr. Qiu just sneered, and then pointed his sword at Mu Fengchun.
"The dragonfly moves with my sword, my energy moves with me, I break the mystery with one sword! Drink!"
As the mantra was recited, the death energy surrounding Mr. Qiu suddenly condensed on the sword! At this moment, Mu Fengchun had an inexplicable illusion that this long sword was the true form of Mr. Qiu...
The long sword was wrapped in death energy, and the blade was mottled. However, Mr. Qiu did not intend to use the long sword itself to compete. Instead, he used the sword technique to create a sword shadow and stabbed in front of Mu Fengchun!
"Well done!" The aura on Mr. Qiu's body made Mu Fengchun very unhappy, so he naturally did not dare to take it lightly, and quickly used the formula to wrap the Xuanwu Armor around him.
"boom!"
Without any accident, Mu Fengchun was knocked upside down again and disappeared into a cloud of dust and smoke without any movement.
"No one can withstand my master's sword!" "Mr. Qiu has not looked at Mu Fengchun again since the sword energy was released. After the sword energy was released, he turned around and left.
"Really? I think this sword is no different from the previous Ten Swords and Hundred Swords." In the dust and smoke, a figure slowly walked out.
Mr. Qiu's feet stagnated, and he quickly came to his senses, only to see that the man opposite him had appeared in front of him.
"How is it possible? How could you not be dead?"
"You League of Heroes are not very capable, but your tone is not small! How can you recite formulas and pretend to be the same in the end?" Mu Fengchun said calmly with his hands behind his hands.
However, he was only calm on the outside, but his heart was already turbulent.
The sword strike just now was indeed quite powerful, and it only barely broke through the green light of Xuan Wujia! If Mu Fengchun hadn't been so thoughtful and used his life energy to cover the green light to offset part of the death energy at the critical moment, I'm afraid the Xuanwu Armor would have been destroyed by this guy.
"Looking at the lies you tell me from the League of Legends, the idea of "let me live" is probably also a lie, right? "Seeing that the other party's mood was abnormal again, Mu Fengchun took advantage of the heat to strike.
"Damn it..." Mr. Qiu's face showed anger again, "I'm going to break your support and see how you can still be so arrogant?"
After saying this, I saw him standing the long sword in front of him, muttering something in his mouth: "The demonic energy from the east, invisible and vast, breaks off a few feet of light and enters the palm of my hand!"
As he recited the formula, Mu Fengchun suddenly felt a chill, as if all the evil spirits in the world were concentrated on this one person and one sword.
"Little friend, little friend, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on any longer..." After receiving the previous sword blow, Mu Fengchun suddenly felt guilty, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Fight! As long as the Wood Spirit Pearl is here, I can't hold on anymore..." After eighteen years, I will be a good man again!"
"The sword moves like a dragonfly, my energy moves with me, one sword breaks through the mystery! Drink!" The sword formula sounded, Mu Fengchun hurriedly protected the green light in front of him, and then immediately started to move the wood spirit beads, gathering the remaining pieces here. Much aura.
"boom!"
The yellow and green colors collided again, and the huge energy rippled on the ground. There was a sound of shattering in the dust and smoke, and then Mu Fengchun's head and feet were seen flying backwards, hitting the ground solidly.
"Huh..." Mr. Qiu's face turned yellow, but there was uncontrollable ecstasy in his eyes.
Although his sword technique could easily kill his opponents in the past, those so-called opponents were at best just training objects for him to avoid becoming unfamiliar with the technique, and could not be called powerful enemies at all.
For the first time today, he used "One Sword" so freely. Master Qiu actually touched a hint of a way to improve his skills.
Although he had obtained the evil sword before, he had always struggled with being unable to fully control it. After today's accident, he had overcome the shadow of the old days and his understanding of the evil sword was deeper than before.
"No matter what, I still want to thank you! I finally broke through the bottleneck today and can have the face to face the master! Hahahaha..." Mr. Qiu relieved his knot and felt indescribably happy.
"Isn't it too early to say thank you now..." A faint voice came from behind him.
"You guy...why aren't you dead yet?" Mr. Qiu's smile froze on his face, and his heart was filled with shock.
"I have a tough life. I have been dead for so many years but I still managed to stay alive... How could I die so easily in the hands of a sleazy hero like you..." Mu Fengchun's body was covered in blood, but his voice was loud.
"Old bastard, after all, you lent me this thing to atone for your sins. I really can't bear to destroy it in my own hands..." Mu Fengchun took out the Xuanwu Armor and looked at it for a few times, and saw that it was still intact. , then he thought to himself and put it away carefully.
After putting away the Xuanwu Armor, Mu Fengchun clasped his hands again and said with a relaxed expression: "Your swords on the left and right seem to be tickling me! Now I have put away my support as you wish. I just want to see how you can still defeat me?"
After saying this, Mu Fengchun was filled with emotion: My little friend, I'm afraid I can only help you so much in this life. I just hope that one day the Mu Lingzhu will be reincarnated again, and I can still remember you...
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