"Miaomiao." Jiucheng Qiu moved to Shui Miaomiao with difficulty, coughing blood, straightening up with his sword on the ground, looking at Shui Miaomiao with eyes full of self-blame.
Raising a hand, Jiuchengqiu touched Shui Miaomiao's cheek and gently wiped away the blood on her face.
Before setting off, Mu Cang had told him in every possible way to take good care of Shui Miaomiao. He was very impatient and disdainful at that time. Shui Miaomiao was his and he would take good care of it. How could Mu Cang, an outsider, teach him how to do things.
But in the end, he really couldn't protect Shui Miaomiao.
Jiucheng Qiu suddenly wanted to hold Shui Miaomiao's face in his hands. The hand holding the sword trembled slightly and let go. When this matter was over, Shui Miaomiao would probably ignore him for a while, "Sorry, I "
"No." Shui Miaomiao turned his head, pressed Jiu Chou's hand back onto the hilt of the sword, held it tightly, shook his head, and said weakly but extremely firmly, "You promised me."
Shui Miaomiao held Jiuchengqiu's hand tightly, and when she held Broken Heart, she seemed to hear the sound of swords clashing, and the shadows of swords were fighting behind Jiuchongqiu, refusing to give in to each other.
This was definitely a dazzle caused by excessive blood loss. Shui Miaomiao giggled and deceived herself. She would never admit it. She was afraid that she had noticed the guy who was preparing to move in the dark earlier than Nine Fate.
It's a knife. It seems that even if it's white, it doesn't know how to be safe.
Although it is said that the one who built his foundation with the sword is Jiu Qiu, and the master whom the sword is reluctant to recognize is also Jiu Qiu, but Shui Miaomiao spends much more time practicing the sword than Jiu Qiu.
The last time he lost half his body's blood in exchange for a so-called 'heart-to-heart', he knew that the sword was not a kind person. No matter how fancy it was, it was a deal with ulterior motives.
What's more, it seems to be particularly enthusiastic this time, is it sincerely protecting the Lord? It's still unclear whether he is still sure of demolishing the skeleton, or if he is brewing other plans.
The knife finally turned white. If it hadn't been white and suppressed by the heartbreak, it would have jumped out long ago.
Shui Miaomiao had a hunch that no matter what the reason was, if she used it this time, whether it was herself or the Ninefold Vengeance, she was afraid that she would not be able to appease Xianyan Xianzun's 'ptsd' against the sword.
The white knife is a way to end the past grudges and past people. If the past grudges are re-infected, I'm afraid it will just continue the reincarnation of grudges.
And this time the person being coerced is the ninth level of revenge, and I'm afraid there will be no room for redemption...
"But." Jiuzhongqiu looked at the skeleton squirming on the ground behind Shui Miaomiao. The black energy was getting thicker and thicker, and they were about to reunite again.
Shui Miaomiao smiled at Jiuchengqiu, "I and the sky have not given up, and you can't either. If you can't make such a small agreement, how can I believe that you can keep your promise?"
"Me," Shui Miaomiao's smile dazzled Jiu Qianqian's eyes.
"You promised me, so please hold the sword tightly before I close my eyes."
Shui Miaomiao let go of Jiuchengqiu's hand and stood up slowly. If she closed her eyes, she would just let him go. She couldn't take others with her.
But within the scope of his sight, Jiuchengqiu cannot use the sword. He has already grasped the sword, so he should not hold the sword again. Half-heartedness is not advisable.
Shui Miaomiao's standing figure was swayed by the breeze. Liu Fufeng would have fallen down at any time, but he didn't.
That delicate back, like tough bamboo and stone, held up herself and the world. Shui Miaomiao held the sword, and blood dripped down her arm and down the sword, making her murderous attack more exposed, unstoppable, and unable to do anything. If thunder falls, then she will come!
Here, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was exhausted in an instant, and gathered at the tip of the sword in Shui Miaomiao's hand. Some tough people tried to struggle and resist, but they were all brutally suppressed.
Shui Miaomiao suppressed the fishy smell in her throat and frantically ran the Killing Yuanshan Creation Record.
She rarely uses this, because it is a gift from the sky. The price of this thing falling from the sky is probably higher than the sky, and Shui Miaomiao is afraid that she cannot afford it.
The method of killing oneself wantonly tears apart and exploits the spiritual energy of all things in the world, not sparing even the slightest bit, not even those around people.
Regardless of whether they are suitable or not, without refining or screening, they are all forcibly given to Shui Miaomiao.
Tong Yanke, who was leaning against the wall and adjusting her breath, ready to leave as soon as she found the opportunity, suddenly opened her mouth wide and fell to the ground as if she was about to suffocate.
The spiritual energy around her was suddenly robbed cleanly, and that wasn't enough, they actually tried to squeeze out the spiritual energy in her body.
Is this woman taking revenge for what happened just now?
She just missed, otherwise, she would have died long ago, and she was still standing up!
Before Tong Yanke could think about it carefully, she felt countless fears in her heart.
Seeing the people of the same race and sect lying on the ground nearby, they were all crushed into powder in an instant, and their remaining spiritual power was robbed away.
If Tong Yanke remembers correctly, she killed two people. The transformed Pandan Taoist tore one person to pieces with his hands, and the other person must have been gasping for air.
What kind of technique is this?
How domineering! It plunders the vitality of all things, and will not let people go. Flowers, plants, trees, and even stubborn rocks are the objects it robs.
The withering of withering, the shattering of crushing, the death of death.
Tong Yanke did not dare to be careless or resist. She carefully restrained her spiritual power and reduced her sense of existence.
The ice blue butterfly flew out from under the eaves of the bamboo hat and stopped in front of the unconscious Mu Cang. It flapped its wings and enveloped Mu Cang in blue light.
In fact, Mu Cang should have woken up, but his head hit the wall and hit the ground.
It seemed that Shui Miaomiao was coming. Mu Cang felt it. He wanted to open his eyes, but another thing in his body seemed to have noticed it. He also wanted to open his eyes and tear everything apart.
Shui Miaomiao was injured?
Mu Cang tried hard to suppress the bloodthirsty desire in his heart and used all his energy. Without the protection of the ice blue butterfly, he might have turned into ashes. Shui Miaomiao might regret it for the rest of his life.
Before setting off, Shui Miaomiao asked him to protect Mu Cang.
The ice blue butterfly's spiritual intelligence is very erratic, and I don't know what unit to use to measure it. If it were an animal, it would be enough to say that it was so smart that it would be able to talk to Shui Miaomiao in spiritual language.
But the Ice Blue Butterfly cannot do that, and rarely has the emotions of animals. Anyway, it only listens to Shui Miaomiao, and does whatever Shui Miaomiao says.
It only knows that it was born to make Shui Miaomiao happy.
So Shui Miaomiao had an order, and the Ice Blue Butterfly, regardless of its own life and death, tried its best to protect Mu Cang, and cracks appeared on its wings.
It seemed like the sound of broken beads resounded insignificantly in this spiritual energy robbery field, and slowly dissipated...
Immortal Master Xianyan shook his hand, spilling some tea, and hurriedly stepped forward to clean it up.
Feeling some palpitations inexplicably, Xianyan stood up, walked to the window, looked out the window and murmured to himself, "Is it you? Shui Miaomiao, what are you doing?"
Habitually touching his wrist, he found it was empty. Xianyan sighed in despair. He forgot again that the blue jade bracelet was used by him to amuse Shui Miaomiao, who was rebellious at the time.
I haven't found a suitable replacement yet.
The ice blue butterfly was originally the blue jade bracelet of Xianyan Immortal. It was enlightened by his cultivation. Its wisdom, ability, and all its desires were inherited from Xianyan Immortal.
