The Sword Named No Way Out

Yu Chixiao didn't wait for him to say it a second time, he drew his sword out of its sheath, with momentum like a rainbow, the golden light of Tai Chi and gossip suddenly appeared, roaring and rushing in all directions!

boom-

The ground of the Wangfu trembled violently, and Gong Wei was pushed straight into the wall by the air current, only to hear Yu Chixiao angrily say: "Next time this kind of thing! You have to say it directly! Do you want to kill me!"

Gong Wei: "Observe before you do it, understand?! You sword repairers are too rough!"

The surrounding bricks and stones rustled and fell, and without looking back, Yu Chixiao slapped out eight talismans, and when he touched the air, the golden fire exploded and spread into a sharp grid—but the grid was empty in an instant.

No? !

Yu Chixiao's eyelids twitched, and he saw the power grid disappeared, the sword light disappeared, and there was no one else in the room except himself and Xiang Xiaoyuan: "Where is the evil spirit?"

Gong Wei lay on his back on the couch, his pupils reflected the ghost image that was getting closer and closer in front of him, he said unexpectedly: "You can't see it?"

This "ghost image" seemed to be slowly oozing out of the air, slowly and calmly, the whole body was wrapped in a gray robe made of smoke, and there was nothing under the huge hood.

—It has no face, not even a head, and in the depths of the hood is a tiny, slowly turning blood-red shimmer.

It slowly bent down, as if carefully looking at the face of "Xiang Xiaoyuan". For some reason, Gong Wei felt that it seemed to be smiling, but it was definitely not a comfortable smile, and then it opened its wide sleeves—

Gong Wei suddenly realized what it wanted to do: "Yu Chixiao! Untie me!"

Before the sound of the roar landed, Yu Chixiao slashed across his body, and the sword edge passed through the ghost shadow as if encountering nothing, and smashed down half of the wall; case, the rhythm of five-finger dialing suddenly exploded!

The murderous rage was like a storm bursting a dike, the ghost let out a silent roar, and the smoke body twisted violently, rushing towards Qin Xiu. No one could see it except Gong Wei, but before it was too late, Meng Yunfei swiped the strings with all ten fingers, and the melody transformed into a wave and rushed forward, blocking the ghost.

"Water waves" stirred up human-shaped waves in the void, and Meng Yunfei shouted: "Yuan Ju, there!"

Yu Chixiao's long sword "Gou Chen" was already erected between his brows, and he swung it horizontally, the bright sword body reflected his sharp eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Wan Jian returns to the sect."

He really deserves to be the young master of the Golden Gate, and he has practiced the sword formula after he was young and crowned. The next moment, the suddenly awakened "Gou Chen" sword soul erupted with a golden light, as if covering him with an indestructible golden armor, wrapped in a huge wave and cut across the waist, instantly burning the smoky ghost to ashes!

Yu Chixiao stomped his foot on the ground, without turning his head, he asked Gong Wei: "—Are you leaving?!"

Gong Wei stared at the void where the ghost shadow disappeared, his pupils tightened, "...No, it's still there."

Yu Chixiao and Meng Yunfei's expression changed at the same time, and at the same time, all the torches in the palace were shaken at the same time, ghost cries were heard from all directions, ghost figures that were bigger and clearer than before flashed in the sky, and with a loud clang, they pulled out a long and bright sword sword.

How could it be possible for such a mere evil to have a sword? !

The situation did not allow Gong Wei to think carefully, and blurted out: "Yu Chixiao!"

However, by this time it was too late. Yu Chixiao only felt that the majestic murderous aura was coming, how many times the instinct of life and death made him hastily mobilize, and then - clang!

The Gou Chen Sword Art is extremely aggressive, and once activated, Yu Chixiao's whole body is like a live fortress. However, at this moment, the two swords collided heavily, and the air flow was violently blown up, and Yu Chixiao was swept away by that ghost sword!

With a loud bang, Yu Chixiao smashed down most of the red wall of the palace. Meng Yunfei slapped the strings and rose, and the blue light pierced, but the ghost disappeared in an instant, and then appeared beside the couch in an instant, holding the ghost sword high towards Gong Wei's eyebrows—

All the accidents happened in this lightning.

Yu Chixiao and Meng Yunfei rushed from different directions, but it was doomed to be in vain, because the ghost sword had pierced through the air, and the three familiar seal characters on the hilt instantly reflected in Gong Wei's astonished eyes.

Bai, Tai, Shou!

The pupil of Gong Wei's right eye suddenly dilated, and no one noticed that it turned blood red in an instant, and at the same time a mouthful of apical blood spurted from between his lips.

The ghost sword clanged and came to a standstill, the point of the sword was only half a centimeter away from the **** eyes.

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke burst out from the sword body that was splashed with blood mist, spreading rapidly to the ghost's arms and body as if being burned by fire, engulfing it completely in an instant!

Obviously there was no sound, but everyone seemed to hear the howling of the fierce wind that could shatter eardrums, and then it turned into a cloud of billowing smoke, disappearing invisible amidst the sharp whistle.

The other two rushed through the thick smoke, and even Yu Chixiao couldn't hide a trace of fear, and slapped Gong Wei's pinned spirit vein away: "Are you okay?!"

Meng Yunfei pressed Gong Wei's wrist with two fingers, quickly checked the spiritual veins all over his body with true energy, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm not injured. How did the evil spirit disappear?"

"..."

Gong Wei had already closed his eyes under their staring eyes, and when he opened it again, his right eye had returned to normal without any abnormality, but his face was so white that there was no trace of blood.

"I don't know." He gasped, and said hoarsely: "That's not... that's not evil, it has a sword."

Yu Chixiao said in astonishment, "What?"

Gong Wei's cold lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't say the name of the sword.

Looking north to Taishou Sirius Bai, this mighty sword should have disappeared after his death. No one knows where it is, and no one can extract its unique sword soul. How could it appear in a ghost? Shadow's hands?

"Where's my corpse?" Gong Wei couldn't help thinking.

Xu Shuangce slaughtered my bones in Cangyang Mountain, blood into the peach blossoms, undefeated all year round, and then?

Where did they take my bones?

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Late at night, Cangyang Mountain.

Xu Shuangce opened his eyes, the falling flowers were colorful, and the sky was full of peach snow.

He let out a breath slowly, just like the dream he had repeated countless times in the past, stepped into the vast peach blossom forest in front of him again, and heard Ying Kai's voice from a distance:

"There! Hurry up, Shuangce, that thing is going to run away!"

Don't go, he thought.

All the weirdness and chaos were revealed from this scene, but he couldn't prevent all the tragedies from happening from the very beginning. He could only watch his young self walk forward from the side:

"coming!"

The grass waist-deep in the distance moved swiftly without wind, as if the prey hiding behind it were frightened and rushed south desperately. But Ying Kai had already made preparations, and threw four flaming talismans with his hands, and the platinum tail flames rushed towards his face. The "prey" suddenly turned around in fright, and rushed towards the sparkling hot spring pool in the north in a panic.

Ying Kai: "Shuang Ce! Don't let it go into the water!"

The two of them have been friends since childhood, traveling down the mountains together, seeking Taoism and cultivating immortals together, there is no gap for cooperation. Before Ying Kai could finish his sentence, Xu Shuangce drew his sword out of its sheath, and suddenly saw the sword energy piercing through the air, and the water waves turned into thousands of sharp blades stabbing down in the air, blocking the prey before it threw itself into the water desperately.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Ying Caesar pulled out a shark silk net shining with faint red light, covered his head with precision, and the sharp scream of a small animal suddenly sounded by the water.

Ying Kai: "Caught it!"

Both of them fell to the ground and walked towards the shark silk net struggling in the grass. Ying Kai said with a smile: "I want to see where the ghosts dared to break into Cangyang Mountain and even drank Xu Zongzhu's brewed wine secretly." The peach wine, could it be a little monkey...huh?"

Ying Kai squatted down, his voice suddenly stopped.

Xu Shuangce's voice came from behind: "What's wrong?"

"..." Ying Kai turned around, his face was full of astonishment: "It's...it's a person."

The "prey" in the shark's silk net finally appeared as Ying Kai turned around. Xu Shuangce paused, and met a pair of extremely frightened eyes.

It was a teenager.

He was extremely young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, naked like a newborn baby, almost eerie white, curled up in the net and trembling violently, his fingers holding his thin shoulders turned blue with force. The shadows of the two of them were reflected in those staring eyes, the right eyeball was as clear as blood, and even the pupil was trembling with fear.

Xu Shuangce was silent for a long time before he heard his own voice say, "No. It can't be human."

Ying Kai pressed his thumb between the young man's eyebrows, ignored the man's whimpering and struggling, closed his eyes and searched for a few breaths, opened his eyes and said in amazement: "He has three souls, seven souls and seven chakras, he is really human."

Xu Shuangce stepped forward, knelt down halfway, and just as he stretched out his hand between his eyebrows, the young man suddenly screamed sharply, and was about to fall into the pool even after rolling and crawling. Ying Kai grabbed it quickly with his sharp eyes, tore off the demon-catching net in twos and twos, took off his outer robe and wrapped it around the young man's body, and asked, "What's your name? Where did you come from? Why did you go to the Cangyang Sect? "

"..."

The young man clasped the hem of his robe tightly, and kept his gaze wandering between the two of them. After a long time, he opened his mouth briefly, but only uttered a few meaningless syllables, and then he clenched his teeth tightly.

"You can't talk? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, shhh." Ying Kai kept repeating comforting, tentatively put his hand on the boy's wet short hair, patiently patted the top of his head, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, you are hiding How long have you been in the peach forest? Do you want to go out?"

Maybe his kind smile played a role, the violent trembling of the young man finally calmed down, he looked at the two of them vigilantly back and forth, he didn't know what he realized for a while, he suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the monster His right eye had turned the same black as theirs.

"He is observing us." Xu Shuangce looked down at him from top to bottom, and said softly, "He is learning how to be a human being."

It's not surprising that small spirits can be formed in places with abundant spiritual energy in famous mountains and great rivers, but Ying Kai shook his head: "Ghosts and spirits can't transform human souls, but his soul is complete. There may be some other reasons—I'll take him back to Xianmeng , Brother Yi Zong Mu, please take a look." He stretched out his hand to the boy and asked gently, "May I take you out?"

This action made the young boy who had just calmed down shudder backwards, as if he was about to run away at any moment. But Ying Kai's smile remained the same, and his undefended palms were spread upwards. After half a moment, the young man finally leaned over slowly, almost inch by inch, raised one hand hesitantly, and then turned his head away. He looked at Xu Shuangce.

He seemed to be waiting for something, but Xu Shuangce saw his young self just standing there, narrowing his eyes slightly, without saying a word.

The boy finally turned his head and put his hand in Ying Kai's palm.

——At the moment of touching, the rare transparency of his skin suddenly disappeared, and turned into an abnormally fair but warm and real appearance. But this change was too subtle and difficult to detect. Ying Kai supported the man up with his hands, but found that he could not stand on his feet at all, so he could only hug him horizontally and walk down the mountain.

Xu Shuangce followed behind, saw the young man looking over Ying Kai's shoulder, tilting his head to look at him, the corner of his mouth moved for a long time, as if jerky imitating Ying Kai's expression just now, carefully showing a flattering smile.

That should be the first expression Gong Wei learned.

Before that, he didn't know how to express his wishes with demeanor and words, so Xu Shuangce couldn't be sure, when he curled up by the pool and looked at him, did he want to tell himself that he wanted to stay with the Cangyang Mountain with a peach forest.

Xu Shuangce opened his eyes, and the night was flowing into the bed from layers of curtains.

He sat up from the couch, walked down the nine sapphire steps, and swung open the heavy bedroom door. None of the disciples on the left and right could be seen, the halo of the moon reflected the galaxy in circles, and the peach blossom forest was like snow falling under the moon, and there were many.

In the distance, the tops of the forest are rustling, and ghostly whispers are coming from the wind:

"...The peach blossoms in our sect are so blooming, why don't they wither?" "Have you heard the rumor?" "What rumor?" "It was sixteen years ago..."

Xu Shuangce frowned, looking for his reputation.

"Sixteen years ago, when the head of the palace died, our suzerain went mad and strangled the corpse thousands of miles away with his sword. He destroyed the corpse in this forest, and the blood splashed into the stamens of the branches, so this peach blossom blooms undefeated all year round. It is said that this sea of ​​thousands of flowers is the result of sixteen years of resentment from the head of the palace!"

One person let out a low exclamation: "Why? Two immortal masters, why are you here?"

The voice from behind was soft and thin, with an unspeakable treachery under the moonlit night: "Who dares to mention the past so many years ago now? Who knew that twenty years ago, Sect Master Xu wanted to marry a dumb girl for Wife, on the day when the red candles were hung high in the hall to worship and get married, the head of the palace suddenly arrived and killed the bride with a sword!"

The sea of ​​trees swayed and rustled, and the sound of breathing sounded everywhere.

In the clearing in the forest, the two disciples gathered together head to head, but there seemed to be countless ghosts and ghosts following them, whispering to each other, and the wind spread far and wide: "But the fact that Sect Master Xu married a wife has never been heard of by the world. Huh?" "Didn't Sect Master Xu stay in Cangyang Mountain all the time? When was there a legend about marrying a wife?" "Why do you want to marry a dumb girl?"...

The shrill, triumphant voice sounded again: "A statue of a woman in red is enshrined on the wall of the Xuanji Hall, which was painted by the suzerain himself. When the suzerain was young, his hits often had killing obstacles. The legend... ah! "

The clamor of countless sprites in the wind stopped abruptly, and the two disciples knelt down at the same time, tremblingly saying: "Sect Master!"

Xu Shuangce didn't say a word, his eyes were covered with frost, and he closed them for a long time.

The two disciples were bleeding from their seven orifices at the same time, but they couldn't even beg for mercy, so they made two muffled thumps, and both fell to the ground in pain. There was a trembling sound of fear.

Xu Shuangce turned around and stepped over the broken leaves soaked in blood, and stepped over long steps gleaming with moonlight.

The jade pillars are towering, the bedroom hall is spacious, and a portrait of a woman on the wall is vaguely revealed behind the heavy veils. Her back is facing the people, and she can only see the extremely graceful figure under the wedding dress.

Xu Shuangce stopped and looked at her quietly.

"Did you draw this, Xu Bai?" He heard Gong Wei's frivolous laughter from the void beside him, and the familiar figure slowly emerged, standing in front of the portrait with his hands behind his back, leaning forward to look carefully for a while, and then He turned around with a smile.

He said, "You don't look like it, not at all. Did you do it on purpose?"

Gong Wei was born very thin, and always gave people the illusion that he was going to go with the wind. But every time he appears, he is very vivid and vivid, as if he has never left, and every syllable with a smile hits the tip of the heart.

Xu Shuangce asked: "Who told you to go to Cangyang Mountain?"

Gong Wei turned around lightly, and the fat-colored robe embroidered with maple leaves curved out under the moonlight, like shining wings. The next moment he poked his head out from the other side of Xu Shuangce, and said with great interest: " Xu Bai, Xu Bai, you are really strange. You look so cold, but you are so passionate in private, are you still angry with me?"

"..."

Gong Wei's glass-like eyeballs rolled and moved closer, his right pupil slowly turned red imperceptibly, and his lips almost pressed against his ear and asked, "Let me draw another picture for you, I know what the front looks like. You Want a full face shot? I..."

Xu Shuangce drew his sword suddenly, and the cold light shot up into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, Gong Wei flew back quickly, slamming his back against the stone pillar of the bedroom, tightly covering his right eye, blood seeped out from between his fingers!

Xu Shuangce nailed the long sword to the ground beside him with a clang, and looked down at him: "Gong Zhengyu."

Helplessly, the sharp edge of the sword made Gong Wei's side face pale, and the blood snaked down from the fingers, from the wrist into the wide sleeve of the robe.

"They all say you are human, but I know you can't be." Xu Shuangce leaned over to stare at him, and said in a soft and ruthless voice, "If you dare to use your inhuman tricks on me again, don't blame me. Don't treat you like a human being."

The air seemed to freeze, the stone walls of the main hall reflected a cold light, and Xu Shuangce's dark eyes were bottomless. Gong Wei looked up at him in a daze, then suddenly smiled for a long time, and let go of his blood-stained hand, only to see that his strange right eye had returned to normal, but there was a wound in the corner of his eye, drawn by a helpless sword, the wound Extremely deep, still gushing bloodshot:

"Sect Master Xu, you hurt me."

He raised his face, and complained with the peculiar cuteness of a teenager, and the lazy and long ending sound was like a veil fluttering under the moonlight.

Xu Shuangce looked down at him. After repeating the dream countless times, he already knew what would happen next. The last trace of consciousness was sharply alerting him to withdraw and leave immediately, but in fact he was still standing there steadfastly, motionless—

A burst of fresh spring peach blossom breath rushed towards his lips.

At this moment, Xu Shuangce suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Sovereign!" "Sovereign!"

Xu Shuangce waved back the heavy curtains and walked out of the nine-layer deep hall. Outside, the vast night sky was dark blue, with two or three stars scattered, and a hazy fish-belly blue appeared on the distant horizon.

The two guarding disciples in white clothes and silver armor, completely unaware that they had just appeared in a dream, hurriedly bowed on one knee to salute. It took a long time to hear a deep voice coming from the top of the head:

"When a person wakes up from a dream, how can he tell whether the world he is in is reality or another dream?"

The two disciples were stunned, and couldn't help but look at each other. The higher-ranking one hesitated and said: "Back to the suzerain, when people are dreaming...should not feel sadness and pain. If you are injured and don't hurt, then It must have been a dream."

Before dawn, the land was quiet, except for the mountain wind rustling through the woods, blowing Xu Shuangce's robe sleeves.

The two disciples stared at the blue brick in front of them, their backs tensed involuntarily. It seemed like a long, long time before I heard Xu Shuangce laugh hoarsely. I couldn't tell what emotion it was, but there was a faint sarcasm at the end.