The sky was hazy, smoke was curling up, there was a gentle breeze, and the chirping of warblers and birds was in my ears.
The apricot flowers flying all over the sky are lingering and flying in the forest, like a dream.
When a petal brushed across Mo Guyuan's eyes, his eyelashes trembled with a slight itch, he suddenly opened his eyes, and only then did he let out a sigh of relief despite lingering fears until the person in front of him came into view.
"Fish girl?" Mo Guyuan called softly.
However, Yu Qingqing was still unconscious and his face was pale and bloodless.
Around the two of them, the silk net still entangled them tirelessly, making them inseparable and unable to separate.
There were colorful clouds on the horizon in the distance, and the sun was rising high. Mo Guyuan looked around. When he saw the dazzling sunrise in the distance, he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment.
In the sight, at the end where the sunlight shines, there seems to be a group of figures standing on a high place. They are looking down at the two of them with deep eyes.
Mo Guyuan was overjoyed. After drifting in the water all night, he finally met someone. He tried his best to keep his figure above the water, and at the same time shouted loudly to the front, "Are they the villagers of Xinghua Village?"
The terrain downstream of the irrigation water is flat, and the water is no longer as turbulent as before. Mo Guyuan and Yu Qinggong are flowing slowly, and the distance is slowly approaching towards the front.
A magnificent arch bridge connects the two sides of the river. The green bricks are covered with moss. It not only looks majestic, but also has a somewhat ancient and profound atmosphere. At the moment, there are about ten people standing on the arch bridge, and everyone is looking forward to it. They were whispering to each other and pointing at the two people in the water.
Mo Guyuan's eyes darkened, and a bad premonition gradually filled his heart.
No one answered what I said before, but since Miss Yu went to the river to fill the river, she used her own cultivation to support the river transport. As a result, not only did she not gain any opportunities for the road, but she was also inexplicably carried to the bottom of the river by the palm leaves on the Shibi Mountain. After a night of adventure, I was finally trapped here.
Mo Guyuan was secretly on guard. He hadn't figured out the weirdness in the water for a while, but he wasn't worried about the people on the bridge. He had let go of his telepathy earlier, and Mo Guyuan already knew that these people were ordinary people. There are no monks on the mountain.
Just when Mo Guyuan was about to ask for help again, a long reflection suddenly reflected in front of his eyes. Mo Guyuan instantly turned pale with horror. At this moment, he was completely despairing, his pupils shrank and trembled, as if he had seen some deadly and terrifying existence.
"Dragon-slaying sword!" Mo Guyuan's mind wavered and he muttered in a daze.
A rusty long sword hangs directly under the bridge. Under the shining of the morning light, even though the sword has rusted, it is riddled with holes in many places. It looks like scrap metal but is no different. But the oncoming murderous intent still filled every cell in Mo Guyuan's body, which made him nervous and terrified.
Mo Guyuan did not dare to imagine the consequences. Once the fish girl was allowed to walk under the bridge, what would happen, and he did not dare to have the idea of taking a chance or betting on something. He only knew that the sword hanging under the bridge had been there since ancient times. It is a unique suppression method for water monsters belonging to the Zoujiang genus, and is extremely powerful.
At this time, he finally understood why Yu Qinggong became so sluggish when he reached the lower reaches of Guanshui. It turned out that there was a long sword hanging here. It would have been an ordinary iron sword, but it happened to be a dragon-slaying sword.
Mo Guyuan shouted desperately, "My friend and I accidentally fell into the water. Can you please help us out? I will thank you for saving our lives."
Mo Guyuan did not dare to reveal his identity, so he could only give a rough outline in his desperation, but when the words came out of his mouth, everyone on the bridge still remained indifferent.
After a while, a person in the crowd ran to the front and asked doubtfully, "What kind of monsters are you? Are you coming here to cross the river?"
Mo Guyuan was stunned, wondering how these people could identify the two of them at a glance, but he had clearly sensed that they did not have the aura of the monks on the mountain.
Seeing that he and the dragon-slaying sword under the bridge were getting closer and closer, the murderous aura rushing towards his face became stronger and stronger. Due to the restraint of the entangled silk threads on his body, Mo Guyuan was unable to break free from either side. At the moment, it seemed as if he was about to be trapped. The lamb to be slaughtered cannot help itself.
"Is it a demon? Do you want it?"
Are you going to die without saving anything? "Mo Guyuan asked solemnly.
The man who was kneeling by the bridge smiled when he heard this. He looked about the same size as Mo Guyuan. At this moment, he turned over and sat on the bridge railing. He said leisurely, "Why should we save a monster? Monsters deserve to die. It's a good thing you guys are here, you can watch a good show early this morning."
"Jiang Chen, if you get mad again, be careful and fall down." A hoarse voice came from behind, and an old man with white hair and beard walked out with a cane. When he came to the man's side, he also His eyebrows turned towards Mo Guyuan and the two of them lightly.
"Old man, do you think I'm the two people under the water? I grew up falling off this stone bridge since I was a child. For me, jumping off is just a bath, but for them it's a fatal matter. Ah." The young man named Jiang Chen said happily.
Mo Guyuan's face was ashen. He didn't know why these people were so cold-blooded. They just didn't want to help, but they still kept sarcastic and gossiping.
"You'd better stay away. This friend of mine is a demon, but I'm not. If she can't get over this hurdle, I'll take action. I hope the bridge won't collapse by then." Mo Guyuan said coldly.
Hearing this, everyone on the bridge was in an uproar. Seeing the young man's cold attitude and decisive tone, they were hesitant for a moment, fearing that the consequences would be what people said, and he would be the one to suffer.
"Humph, who are you trying to scare? You two are now entangled in this network cable. If you really had the guts, you wouldn't have left the irrigation earlier. Why would you still be here begging grandpa to sue grandma and our ink? I want to see if you have waited for this Arch bridge, your friend can't die anymore, let's see if you still have the strength to scream." The young man on the bridge took courage and shouted fiercely.
Mo Guyuan completely lost his patience at this moment. When he looked at the face of the man on the bridge, he felt even more disgusted and resentful in his heart. He had no enmity with him, but he spoke so unpleasantly and viciously, which gradually made him feel a little jealous. Violence.
Seeing the traces of black energy coming out of Mo Guyuan's body, the people watching the excitement on the bridge were really frightened. Many villagers were already frightened by his appearance, and after reacting, they turned around and headed towards the shore. I ran away, fearing that something might happen to me.
"Jiang Chen, since people have already admitted that you are a monster, why do you still insist on being aggressive? How long will you continue to get into trouble?" An angry shout came from the old man with the white beard from before.
Jiang Chen looked back and saw the old man angrily stomping his cane, pointing towards him with one hand, looking disappointed.
"Village Chief, since I'm a demon, it's good that I didn't fall into the wrong trap. Just say a few words and it won't matter if the words are unpleasant. Don't forget, my parents were killed by them!" At the end of the sentence, Jiang said Tears welled up in Chen's eyes, which were red.
"Yes, it was me who caused trouble. I was the one who caused trouble everywhere. If I hadn't been so warm-hearted and had not been a living Bodhisattva to save that demon, my parents would not have died, and the elders in the village would not have been implicated in this. It was me. It's so stupid, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry..." Jiang Chen looked up to the sky and sighed, with tears streaming down his face.
The old village chief's face turned pale. Seeing Jiang Chen's hysterical appearance, he didn't know what to say.
"Today I want to watch them be killed alive by this dragon-slaying sword, otherwise I will not die in peace even if I die."
After a while, the old village chief finally sighed bitterly. He did not try to dissuade him, but walked step by step to Jiang Chen. He patted his back gently, and then looked down with him, his expression resolute. , there is a great gesture of dying together.
Mo Guyuan listened to the young man's foolish words. Although he didn't understand the specific reasons, he could roughly guess and understand the twists and turns. Even so, he no longer expected these people to rescue him.
Behind him, the Xuanyuan Sword vibrated and hissed, green light suddenly appeared, and the entire water was a deep green. An extremely strong spiritual power burst out, trembling back and forth behind him. That was Mo Guyuan trying his best to control the Xuanyuan Sword. Breaking free from the shackles of the wire mesh, he wanted to break the shackles that surrounded the two of them in one fell swoop.
The violent noise woke up Yu Qingqing, who had passed out in a coma. When she opened her tired eyes and looked at Mo Guyuan gritting his teeth and the veins on his forehead bursting, and when she was about to ask, she saw the iron sword under the bridge in her peripheral vision. Understand everything in an instant.
She resisted the dizziness in her brain
Feeling, he mobilized his magic power and worked with Mo Guyuan to break away the light net on his body. With both of them driving with all their strength, they saw that the light around the body was rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every inch was broken and broken. Dissipates into smoke.
But this dense light was too much, so much that even the light that had cracked before was still not worth mentioning. Seeing that the two of them were about to approach the dragon-slaying sword, Yu Qingrong was enveloped by the murderous intention, and before he could get close, the feeling in his throat A flash of scarlet sprayed out and fell on Mo Guyuan's face.
At this moment, Mo Guyuan seemed to be facing the same state of mind again when Yu Qinggong was severely injured by Xiao Yuanshan on Liuguang Island, but this time, he was more powerless and could only watch with bare eyes. .
"Mo Guyuan, am I going to die here?" Yu Qinggong said weakly.
Mo Guyuan's nose felt sore and tears came out of his eyes. At this moment, he still did not give up hope. He was always resisting the restraint of light on his body, even more crazily and fiercely than before.
"Don't talk nonsense. Have you forgotten what I promised you? Even if you die, I will die before you."
Yu Qingqing blinked. When she finally opened her eyes, directly above her head was the dragon-slaying sword with all its rust gone. The white light was dazzling and sharp, like a trial under the dawn sun, with a wave of hatred towards her. Energy enough to destroy the world was poured down.
Yu Qingqing's mind went blank. She lowered her head with difficulty, wanting to take another look at Mo Guyuan. For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly felt that if this was the case, it would be the best ending.
Close at hand, Mo Guyuan's face gradually became blurry, and the endless darkness gradually swallowed him up, until his appearance disappeared from his eyes.
