Chapter 632
"Martial Uncle, this is Nie Yun’s sword, how did it fall here..."
Ye Jianxing didn’t pay attention at first, but when he saw Chen Wenxu’s Look, and the place he was looking at, was taken aback, hurriedly took two steps forward and took the Nether Sword behind his back.
The situation was critical just now, and he didn't even notice that the Nether Sword fell here.
Others don’t know about the Netherworld Sword. He knows very well. Xie Zhang Huizi turned into a Sword Spirit at the beginning. Although the spiritual wisdom has disappeared, what is the relationship between Chen Wenxu and her? , I can definitely see the problem. Although I have to tell Martial Uncle about Aunt Keiko's death sooner or later, it is definitely not possible at this moment.
At such a dangerous time, it is best not to cause trouble to Martial Uncle. When everything is settled, Martial Uncle will even find a new body, it is never too late!
"Sword Star, this is the Nether Sword, bring it to me!" Seeing the appearance of Martial Nephew, Chen Wenxu complexion sank.
"This...this is not the Nether Sword, Martial Uncle, you read it wrong..." Hearing the scolding, Ye Jianxing backed away and spoke somewhat guilty.
Since I met Martial Uncle until now, I haven't told him a lie, and when I say it now, I immediately blush.
"Come here!" Chen Wenxu shouted angrily.
"Yes!" Seeing Martial Uncle's insistence, Ye Jianxing knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to obediently hand over the Nether Sword.
The palm of his hand is close to the Nether Sword, and when he touches it lightly, Chen Wenxu immediately feels the joy of nostalgia on the sword, as if he has seen a lover for many years, and his love is like water.
"This Sword Spirit is Keiko...how could this happen? How could it happen!"
Chen Wenxu's whole body was shaken, even though he was only a Soul Body, he still felt pain in his internal organs like a knife ,Difficulty breathing.
Although this Sword Spirit has disappeared, I feel that it can’t be wrong. It’s definitely only due to Zhang Huizi. Her pure soul and love for herself can’t be imitated by anyone!
"Martial Uncle, you read it wrong..." Seeing Martial Uncle's soul trembling, Ye Jianxing was also heartbroken, and quickly explained.
"What the hell is going on? Come on, you never lied to Martial Uncle. If you don't tell the truth, our relationship with Martial Uncle will end here, don't mention it!" Chen Wenxu's eyes are red and his eyes are anxious. He was about to burn, staring at Ye Jianxing, as if he wanted to ask what happened in the end.
"This..." Ye Jianxing didn't know how to answer.
According to the truth, at this time, Martial Uncle is in such a situation, it should not mention Keiko, but he has found out now, and seems to understand something, instead of suffering, it is better to say directly, maybe It can keep Martial Uncle sane.
"Martial Uncle, no matter what I say, please keep calm!" Hesitated again and again, seeing Chen Wenxu's longing eyes, Ye Jianxing took a deep breath and bit her teeth. "Thanks to Aunt Zhang Huizi for her ...Is dead!"
"What did you say?" Chen Wenxu's face turned pale, gathering the silhouette that appeared on the Soul Lamp flame, shiver coldly, and seemed to have heard unbelievable words, "Say it again." Once again, Keiko, she...what's wrong?"
"Martial Uncle, thanks to Zhang Huizi, auntie is dead!" Ye Jianxing's eyes turned red.
"How could she die? She won't die! Her soul is pure, and she is the object of the demon Fox Race to protect. Impossible to die, you must be wrong?"
Although it had been vaguely sensed in the subconscious, Chen Wenxu still felt his head exploded when he heard Ye Jianxing's words personally, and shouted repeatedly that the impact of Xie Zhang Huizi's death had caused him to lose his former elegance and lose his sense of justice.
"What I'm saying is true, she... was sent by the demon Fox Race to carry out Lingsi hanging fishing, and it took many years to catch the treasure nether sword..." See Martial Uncle this pair Looks like Ye Jianxing's heart is twisted like a knife, slowly said, without omission and in detail what he encountered in the Demon Luo Nether Realm that day, including finally thanking Zhang Huizi for becoming a Sword Spirit, willing to accompany his martial forever The essence of skill...
"Huizi..." Hearing this, Chen Wenxu understood the whole story, and tears flowed down. If he encountered that situation at the time, he would definitely make the same choice.
"Keiko, I knew this a long time ago, I should have promised you a long time ago to take you far away..."
"In order to be with me, I was willing to become a Sword Spirit, yes I'm sorry for you..."
"You must be very hard for Lingsi Suspended Fishing, right? I heard that the people of Lingsi Suspended Fishing have to be backlashed by the wind, and they are highly concentrated. For more than ten years, you I’ve been insisting all the time. Is it because of our original agreement?"
"The original agreement was just to live the most ordinary life, to be with you forever, let you have children for me, and now ...But I can never do it..."
The muttering voice is like a cuckoo, Chen Wenxu's strong sense of grief, even the whole sacrificial place is discolored.
"Martial Uncle, don't be like this..."
Seeing Chen Wenxu's appearance, Ye Jianxing didn't know how to comfort him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. I don't know what to say.
"Chen Wenxu, although Keiko is dead, you still have to be strong. I'm afraid her biggest wish is to let you live happily. You are definitely not what she wants to see!"
After reading the whole story, Qianhuan also understood what was going on, and persuaded him.
"Yeah, Keiko wants me to live well!" Hearing Qianhuan’s words, Chen Wenxu recovered from the grief, his eyes fell on the Nether Sword, his palm gently stroked the blade, although he It is the Soul Body. Impossible makes substantial contact with the sword body, and you can still feel the strong love conveyed by the Sword Spirit!
weng!
Nether Sword's Sword Spirit, also seems to know that this is his lover for many years, excitedly let out a crisp sound, the aura surging, resounding through the sky.
One is a physical sword, and the other is an illusory soul. It can’t be touched or touched, but the emotions revealed in an instant are like the essence of one man one sword entwined together, life and death not separated.
"Huizi, are you okay? You should be lonely in the Nether Sword!"
Mumbling softly, Chen Wenxu seems to have returned to the past and thanked Zhang Huizi The days together, although short, although severely injured, were very happy.
ka ka!
"It's awful!"
When I was immersed in Chen Wenxu's injury and thanked Zhang Huizi for his peerless love, I suddenly held the space The wood chips rang crisply for several times, and Qianhuan's face suddenly changed when he heard this sound.
This sound is nothing else, it is the sound that the wood chips cannot withstand the attack and are about to shatter.
Once it shatters, Yan and Yunxuan will rush over. According to their understanding of her, making her so angry, they will definitely not stay behind, add hidden dangers, and will definitely shoot directly and hit the strongest Attack and obliterate everyone!
"Qian Huan, Chen Wenxu, Nie Yun, Ye Jianxing, you think it’s safe to hide inside, I will let you go to the sky without a way, no way into the earth!"
Qian Before the fantasy thought was over, she heard Yun Xuan's indifferent words outside, with the cold that pierced her bones.
"Nie Yun depends on you, must refining the sword of Sword God!"
Hearing this angry roar, not only Qianhuan, but also Ye Jianxing on the side also looked at Come over, showing anxious color.
In this situation, only Nie Yun completely refining the sword of Sword God and gaining the approval of the Spirit of Sacrifice, can the strength be greatly increased to avoid the crisis, otherwise, once Yun Xuan rushes in, everything is too late.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Nie Yun, hurry up, refining..."
The voice of Yunxuan woke up Chen Wenxu who was addicted to regret and love, looked towards Nie Yun, His face was low.
Crack!
At this time, the cracking sound of the wood chips became more intense, and it seemed that irreparable damage had occurred.
"haha, this thing is about to shatter, I see what you have to do!"
Yun Xuan also saw that the wood chips must not be able to hold back for long, in the words Reveal the excitement that is difficult to contain.
"Nie Yun, everyone depends on you. You must refining the sword of Sword God before Yunxuan arrives. With the form of the third layer of the sword dao master, you also understand the realm of the heart sword and integrate the Sword God. The heart of Old Ancestor, it will do!"
Hearing the hurried shouts outside and the wood chips that would shatter at any time, Chen Wenxu also suppressed the sadness in his heart, looked towards Nie Yun, and put his greatest hope on hope.
Although the sword of refining Sword God hasn’t been used for tens of thousands of years, Nie Yun is different. He is a sword dao teacher and a sword dao teacher in the third form. Like Old Ancestor, he must Able to successfully refining!
"pu!"
As soon as his prayers ended, he saw Nie Yun sitting on the ground trying to refining Divine Sword suddenly opened his eyes, a mouthful of blood spouting out wildly !
"What?"
Seeing this situation, the three of them felt cold at the same time.
If the refining is successful, it must be refreshed, heroism reaching to the clouds, and now vomiting blood, it must have been unsuccessful...
How could this be? Isn't he a sword dao teacher? How can it be unsuccessful?
"Wen Xu senior, did Yun Xuan know that refining the sword of Sword God and the heart of Sword God at the same time can be recognized by the spirit of sacrifice?" Nie Yun struggled to stand up and looked towards Chen Wenxu.
"She is Sword God Sect Sect Master, I should know..." Chen Wenxu nodded suddenly realized something, complexion changed "Does she leave a back hand in this sword?"
Although there are almost no people refining these two distinct things at the same time, according to Yun Xuan’s cautious character, all threats will definitely be killed in the cradle. Could it be that in the sword of Sword God, she has left behind, which makes people unable to Thoroughly refining?
"en!" Nie Yun nodded, face deathly pale "It was invaded by her with special methods. As long as it was refining, it would be backlashed. If I hadn’t been prepared just now, I’m afraid it’s not vomiting blood. It's that simple..."
"What? Damn, damn...what should I do?" Qian Huan's expression also became extremely ugly.
If he didn't plan to refining the sword of Sword God just now, he might be able to think of a way to take everyone out of here, and now even if he has the intention to escape, there is not enough time!
Crack! Click!
The cracking sound of the wood chips continued to sound. At this time, the cracking speed seemed to be faster than before, and the sound was louder, as if it would crack completely at any time.
ps: Modified a bit, so it looks more reasonable. . .
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