Chapter 112 The south wind knows what I want
Gu Ziyu is very talented. She has reached the eleventh level and is already the first person in history. But even if he is as talented as him, he has never made any progress after entering the eleventh level.
But when he woke up this time, he found that his strength had reached the peak of the eleventh level.
At this time, he did not realize that his ruthless swordsmanship had changed.
He carefully looked at the changes in this room and found that several new chairs had been replaced and some depressions appeared on the ground for some reason. When he saw the lotus flowers blooming on his clothes, he smiled softly.
He put on his clothes and left the bedroom.
When he first woke up, his ears were still a little stuffy, but they became clearer and clearer as he moved around. He heard the gurgling water in the pond and the chirping of birds in the trees. But slowly, he faintly heard crying. The further he walked, the louder the crying became, until he saw a group of people wearing mourning clothes.
His eyes passed through the crowd and through the layers of wooden boards, and saw the person lying in the coffin - Wu Nan!
He thought again of the scene before he fell asleep, and the daily life of his twelve years of companionship. The emotions that had been sealed for a long time broke through all the obstacles like an avalanche, and in one fell swoop opened the door of his heart that was about to become rusty, smashing his heart into a bloody mess.
For twelve years, I was heartbroken. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary...
The servant said: "Madam passed away three days ago. During this month, the young master's internal strength... was in chaos. Several chairs were destroyed... and several people were injured. Madam originally had a difficult... difficult-to-treat disease. Nine... No, ten days ago I was stimulated by the power in the young master's body, which caused an old illness. Three days ago, I passed away in front of the young master's bed."
The fifth floor of the sword temple.
"The two have been with each other for twelve years. A woman has a soft heart, and a king is as iron. Once he dies, there is nowhere to find his fragrant soul." Zhong Lingxi took two steps back and forcibly blocked the memory behind him. Unknowingly, tears were streaming down his entire face.
She sighed, "Why did it end like this?"
"On the night when he learned about Wu Nan's death, the master got drunk and crossed the Blood Emperor's palace wall for the first time, and came to the harem to look for Shui Nanfeng. But he heard from the palace maid that Shui Nanfeng had died a year after entering the palace. Then he became depressed and became ill, and passed away.
Recalling everything in the past, the master was extremely sad, rushed into the Blood Emperor's residence, and issued a declaration of war to the Blood Emperor.
When the Blood Emperor fought with his master, he told his master that during the year that Shui Nanfeng entered the palace, he destroyed Shui Nanfeng's cultivation with his dual cultivation technique.
The Blood Emperor also knew that she was in love with his master, so a year later, he changed her appearance, changed her identity, and arranged for her to be married to her master.
At this time, the two lovers finally came together, but Shui Nanfeng, who had been tortured for a year, could no longer tell his true identity.
She felt that she was not worthy to say it and did not dare to say it. "
Zhong Lingxi staggered upon hearing this, her heart frantically squeezing blood throughout her body like a rabbit running for its life. She said in disbelief: "Wu Nan...Wu Nan. Wu Nan, is Shui Nanfeng? The person Gu Ziyu has always been thinking about turns out to be Wu Nan who has always been by his side and been ignored by him. But why did the Blood Emperor do this? ?”
"In my master's time, the heaven and earth were full of true energy, and ordinary practitioners could enter the realm of heroes. Characters in the hero realm were also common, but there were very few people who entered the holy realm.
Although the Blood Emperor was strong enough at that time, he was still far away from the twelfth level of cultivation.
In order to avoid losing his throne, he has been keeping a close eye on every martial arts genius.
Young people like Master, who grew up in the General's Mansion, are surrounded by the Blood Emperor's spies.
The Blood Emperor had been wary of his master since he was traveling around the world. He had known that his master and Shui Nanfeng were in love, so he temporarily issued an order to recruit Shui Nanfeng into the palace.
He destroyed the woman his master loved most just to create inner demons for his master. It has to be said that the Blood Emperor did it with his mind and without his heart.
After all, how many people in this world can truly transcend the word love? "
After saying that, the woman in green clothes seemed to be lost in memories. She stared at the south wind sword in mid-air and was lost in thought.
When Zhong Lingxi heard this, she felt sad in her heart. At the same time, she also felt infinite sympathy for the fate of Gu Ziyu and Shui Nanfeng. She couldn't help but ask: "What was the result of that war?"
Sword Spirit closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath and said: "During that battle, the master's mentality was unstable and he was severely injured by the Blood Emperor's killers. Although the master escaped, he also knew that he did not have much time left. , when he was dying, he created this secret realm, sealed his love and guilt for Shui Nanfeng in the Nanfeng Sword, and exhausted the last trace of true energy to recast Nanfeng, so that this sword The sword has become the sword that protects the master. Unfortunately, the person the master really wants to protect is no longer there."
The Nanfeng Sword Spirit sighed and said quietly, "Not long after this sword was recast, the owner's soul returned to the Nine Heavens. Now, time has passed, things have changed, and people have changed. Even the Blood Emperor has long been submerged in the long river of history. . In the end, it was an ending where there was nowhere to express this love and nowhere to avenge this hatred."
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Outside the secret realm of Jianzhen.
Ou Ye Changfeng and Ou Yezi set up a small table, brewed a pot of new tea and placed two teacups on the table.
"Senior brother, is the sword spirit of this sword really that capable?" Ou Yezi clicked his tongue.
"Indeed, if I hadn't relied on my cultivation from the Holy Realm, I would have been entangled by her and trapped in her illusion."
"It seems that it will be difficult for my disciple to take away this sword."
"Why do you insist on taking this sword?"
Ou Yezi said cheerfully: "It is not uncommon for secular forces to rob civilian girls for political marriages. But this time is different. The person who single-handedly facilitated this incident is the contemporary Confucian sage Xu Xianzhi! If we use this ancient god to The reason why Bing was born is to secretly publicize Xu Xianzhi's robbery of a female disciple of the Qingyun Sect, I think that will make old Xu feel uncomfortable."
"You! You are still so out of character." Ou Ye Changfeng shook his head and smiled, "You only want to take revenge on Xu Xianzhi, so aren't you worried that not only will you not be able to break off the engagement, but you will also make things difficult for Lingxi in the future?"
"Hmph! After all, Lingxi is also my disciple of Ou Yezi Zheng'er for eight years. He, a little Wu Hao, can marry Lingxi and count him as shit for eight lifetimes. If he dares to treat Lingxi badly, , I can’t spare him!”
"That's all! Just leave it to you. All I ask of you is, don't go too far."
After saying that, Ouye Changfeng turned and left. Ou Yezi came to the door of the secret realm and looked inside, but saw nothing. He sat down on a stone in front of the door. If any country people passed by at this time, they would definitely think that he was an ordinary old man who looked after the door in the village.
