The Sword Named No Way Out

I don't know how long it took before the trembling earth gradually calmed down.

"Ahem!..."

Xu Shuangce choked out a big stream of hot blood, and it took him a while to stop it. He nailed his helpless to the ground heavily, and got up panting.

At the moment when the Mieshi Soldier was destroyed, the vigor pierced through the sky, tearing apart the black rainbow piercing the sky, finally revealing the gray and white sky.

Looking as far as the eye can see, the ice sheet is riddled with holes. When the giant opened his chest, it exploded all over the sky with mechanical weapons, smashing the earth into countless stone pits with gunpowder; A mountain-like object rises from the center, standing alone in the sky.

That was the head of the World Exterminating Soldier who would never rest in peace.

Xu Shuangce cleared out the last blood clot dripping from his chest, adjusted his breath for a moment, and drew his sword forward.

The steel head was half destroyed, and the only remaining right eye had faded into a scorched giant hole, facing the sky empty. There is a deep fissure between the eyebrows that is more than ten feet long, and the remaining black flames still emerge from time to time. It should be the last sword that Xuan Jinghe cut when he died with it thousands of years ago.

—It is already dead, but this time and space is just an illusion.

So in the distant, forcibly suspended real world, is this soldier still deep underground and has not yet been lifted out?

Xu Shuangce stared at it, feeling suspicious in his heart.

Why is Fahua Immortal Venerable the way to prevent disasters is to pull the whole world into a great illusion?

Why did the ghost cultivator think so hard to enter the abyss of illusion and raise the world-destroying giant?

On this huge chessboard intertwined with the present world and the illusion, two hands are vaguely revealed behind the heavy fog, one belongs to the present world Fahua Immortal Venerable, and the other belongs to the unidentified ghost cultivator.

But the illusion is just an illusion after all, no matter what happens, it can't make any changes to the facts that have happened in this world.

So what is the secret but crucial significance of the fierce game between the Fahua Immortal Venerable and the Ghost Cultivator?

call!

Another burst of black fire shot out from the gap between the soldiers' eyebrows, interrupting Xu Shuangce's thinking. He let out a hoarse breath, and called a few words of Ying Kai, but there was no response, so he got up and jumped on the top of his head, wandering around for a while, only to see half of the familiar silhouette leaning over the corner of the soldier's right eye socket, which was exactly The unconscious leader of the Xianmeng.

Xu Shuangce stepped forward to help him up: "Ying Kai?"

Ying Kai didn't suffer any injuries, but when he stretched out his hand, he knew that his soul was unstable. It should be that the sword that beheaded the peak just now overdrawn all his spiritual power. Right now, Xu Shuangce didn't have the slightest spiritual power to wake him up immediately, just about to pick him up and send him out, when he saw something suddenly, he stopped abruptly.

A piece of Ying Kai's forehead was scorched by the black fire, and as the posture changed, the wound opened, and a stream of blood gushed out, dripping on the armor below him.

Then, just like the first blood spilled by Xu Shuangce in the sky above the abyss, and the second blood spilled on the neck of Fahua Immortal Venerable's corpse, the exact same scene reappeared—the blood was actually absorbed.

The third blood!

Xu Shuangce subconsciously took half a step back, his pupils constricted—Ying Kai actually has a connection with the Mieshibing soldier?

how can that be?

There was no room for him to think about it. At this time, as the blood was completely absorbed, it seemed that an invisible seal was completely lifted inside the soldier's skull. There were several clicks and clicks of mechanical operation in the gap between the eyebrows, and the various organs were opened one by one. Something loomed somewhere, and a blood-red light suddenly flashed.

"..."

Xu Shuangce clenched his helpless sword tightly, and after a long time, he slowly stepped forward, stood still for a while, and finally reached into the crack, and took out a bronze box the size of a palm.

The cold and hoarse breath of the abyss opened again sounded from the ear again: "That's not a thing, it's a way."

"A road of no return to the real world."

Could this be the key to cracking the illusion?

Xu Shuangce stared at the copper box, veins protruding from the back of his hand. Just at this moment, there were rustling sounds behind him, and Ying Kai woke up vaguely: "...Shuang Ce?"

Xu Shuangce turned his back to him, put the bronze box into his sleeve, and turned around with his mind set.

"How are you?" he asked quietly.

Ying Kai held his forehead with one hand and barely got up, coughed out a few mouthfuls of clotted blood, and finally heaved a sigh of exhaustion: "No, it's okay, how are you? Gong...your little disciple and Liu Xu What about? There are also Du Kaixun and Bai Zhenren..."

Xu Shuang said: "Bai Xun gave his soldiers to Guixiu in exchange for the opportunity to expose Du Kaixun's crime of killing his brother and seizing his home. The whereabouts of the two are clear, and they have both pleaded guilty."

Ying Kai immediately woke up: "Then where are they now?"

Xu Shuangce looked at the rugged ice field in the distance, but shook his head without answering directly.

The cold wind blew a sharp whistle, swept across the devastated permafrost, and disappeared into the distant horizon.

Ying Kai understood something, and had mixed feelings in his heart. After a moment of gaffe, he could only temporarily press the button to ask, and first mentioned the more important matter: "Then Xiang Xiaoyuan and Liu Xuzhi—"

Xu Shuangce glanced at him, for some reason Ying Kai always felt that there was a half-sarcasm in his eyes. But before he had time to see it clearly, Xu Shuangce said calmly: "The blood river cart has been sent back."

"Send it back?!" Ying Kai almost broke his voice. When he came back to his senses, he quickly suppressed his expression and forced a smile: "Back... back to Cangyang Sect? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The half-smile in Xu Shuangce's eyes became more obvious: "Xiang Xiaoyuan is a disciple of my Cangyang Sect. If he is injured, he will naturally be sent back to Cangyang Mountain. What's the hurry?"

Ying Kai couldn't even utter a word: "Although that's the case, how can I do it without brother Mu personally taking care of me? Or send it to Xunshu Palace, I'll invite brother Mu here..."

Xu Shuangce said lightly, "Your brother Mu has already arrived."

Ying Kai turned around in amazement, and saw a star of purple light suddenly appearing in the gray sky, and then quickly became larger, swooping down from the sky, it turned out to be a small boat of golden purple wood!

"Today's matter involves a lot, so it's hard to describe it in detail at the moment. After seven days, I'll go to Xunshu Palace to sort it out with you." Xu Shuangce paused, and said, "Your primordial spirit has not been healed, so it's not easy to work too hard." More, let's take a nap first."

Ying Kai could hear a hint of gentleness in his tone, and was immediately flattered, and turned around: "Not really, I just bumped my head and got confused for a while, it's not a problem..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Shuangce brushed his hand cleanly over the acupoint on the back of his head.

Ying Kai: "..."

Ying Kai had never been on guard against Xu Shuangce who was standing behind him in his entire life, his eyes darkened on the spot, he fell backwards, and fell into a deep sleep without even having time to curse.

At this time, the small boat swooped in, and on board were two senior medical disciples in purple shirts. Seeing this, they hurriedly saluted in surprise, and rushed out to help Ying Kai onto the boat: "Master Ying!" "Master, what's wrong?" "Is Sect Master Xu okay?"

Xu Shuangce stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly told him: "The lord has consumed a lot of spiritual energy, so it's nothing serious, but he urgently needs to lie down and rest. Don't disturb the two of you, let him sleep for a while."

The disciple of Yizong was very moved when he heard the words: "The two masters really have a deep friendship, and we will definitely obey your orders!"

Xu Shuangce nodded and said nothing, and the disciple of the Medical Sect cautiously asked for instructions: "Sect Master, Tianmen Pass is far away and difficult to travel back to Cangyang Mountain, why don't you condescend to take a boat with us, how about it?"

This golden and purple boat is specially used by the sect of the medical school for fast travel, especially in a dangerous place like Tianmenguan where the aura is thin, and it is difficult for a huge golden boat to enter, so I deliberately chose the smallest and lightest boat, and forcibly melted the blood regardless of the cost. Drive, just one trip back and forth will burn a huge amount of spiritual power that the golden boat usually sails for half a year, so it can only be used to save people at the most critical time.

Xu Shuangce shook his head, "No need."

"Then you..."

Xu Shuangce raised his eyelids slightly: "Blood River Cart."

Before the end sound landed, the four divine birds that had been wandering around and taking shelter just now reappeared, roaring from under the sky, and approached in an instant. Xu Shuangce flicked his sleeves, and the unconscious Liu Xuzhi floated out of the car door. His disciple hurriedly caught him and checked him. He was relieved when he saw that his life was not in danger, and sent Le Sheng to the golden purple boat .

Xu Shuangce boarded the car door step by step, without turning his head, he said, "Escort the leader and Le Sheng carefully, and make sure there is no mistake."

The two medical sect disciples hurriedly bowed and saluted, and sent the blood river car off again, roaring straight into the sky.

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Wow—

The interior of the Blood River car is as wide as a bedroom, and the gold-plated crane paper door is gently closed.

Xu Shuangce's silhouette stood by the door, the lamp shadow only rendered half of his handsome face, the bronze box slipped from the sleeve of his robe, and he held it tightly in his palm.

The battle between Dongtian and Beiyuan for the throne, the life-and-death game between the spirit of the mirror and the ghost cultivator, the intertwining of truth and falsehood between the present world and the illusion... countless thin threads came from the void, intertwined into a huge intricate net in his brain, and The dripping blood disappeared into the distance into the void.

And in the deepest part of this treacherous giant net, a vivid picture gradually emerges.

It was Ying Kai's dripping blood.

——"The God of the East Heaven is merciful and merciful to the people of the world suffering from the war, so he sent down a catastrophe to beat the ghost king forever..."

"In order to protect the world, the God of the East Heaven once fought a **** battle with the God of Beiyuan..."

"The God of the East Heaven sent down a magic weapon to protect Juzong, and sealed Beiyuan's evil thoughts in the center of the earth, and since then, the calamity of destroying the world has been calmed down..."

A trace of coldness suddenly pierced into the bottom of my heart, and Xu Shuangce had an unstoppable thought—is it over after the God of East Heaven just drove Beiyuan's evil thoughts into the center of the earth?

If Jingling followed Beiyuan into the world and was always on guard against the reappearance of the killing barrier, then did the legendary Eastern Heaven God not return to the upper heaven, but followed Beiyuan like a shadow and came to the human world?

Could it be Ying Kai?

Xu Shuangce closed her eyes tightly, her brows were gloomy and solemn, and only a clearly tightened chin line could be seen in the dim light.

Just at this moment, there was a slight murmur from the room, as if an invisible force lifted him out of the icy black water, Xu Shuangce opened his eyes, and his stiff figure finally moved.

He walked to the soft couch in the room, half knelt down, and the warm yellow light outlined the sleepy silhouette in front of him.

"..."

Gong Wei muttered a few more words, seemed to feel a familiar breath, turned over in a daze, and tightly grasped Xu Shuangce's hanging belt with his thin white fingers.

This body cannot support the powerful golden core in the primordial spirit, he needs spiritual power.

Even in a coma, he would subconsciously approach the person with the strongest spiritual power.

The corners of Gong Wei's eyebrows are very long, changing from thick to light, like a smear of delicate ink melting into the ice and snow. When he fell asleep, his eyebrows were very flat, as if he was born with no worries, and he never knew the feeling of worry. Due to blood loss, his lips were pale, slightly parted, defenseless, and he looked like he was in a deep sleep.

Xu Shuangce took a deep breath.

He stretched out his hand silently, and hung his fingertips on those lips, as if he wanted to touch, but seemed to be blocked by an invisible force.

"...Xu Shuangce, I like you..."

Fahua Immortal Venerable was drenched in blood, but the tip of the sword had pierced his heart.

"You can't do this to me..."

He begged hard but to no avail, and finally exhausted all his strength and paused time.

— but death is not over, death is only aborted.

Xu Shuangce moved inch by inch, almost forcing himself to retract his fingers, but at this moment Gong Wei slightly opened his eyes. He didn't seem to understand where he was, and looked at Xu Shuangce who had an unclear expression by the candlelight, and said in a daze for a long time: "Xu Bai?"

That sound was not so much calling him, as it was some kind of instinct.

Xu Shuangce didn't say a word.

"...I'm so uncomfortable," Gong Wei lowered his eyelashes, whispering in a sleepy voice.

Xu Shuangce said, "Your spiritual power is overdrawn."

Gong Wei seems to understand but not understand. In the dimness, he seemed to have forgotten the fierce battle just now, the complicated love and hatred between the two, and even the long sixteen years since his last death; The young man in Shu Palace with his hands hanging around Sect Master Xu's neck can ask for any intimacy without paying any price.

He slowly approached, and almost put his face against the edge of Xu Shuangce's knee, rubbing against the edge of Xu Shuangce's knee, breathing on the inner thigh, as if expressing a silent longing.

Xu Shuang moved back half an inch tactically, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

Gong Wei, however, held on tightly to the belt and did not let go, and even raised her upper body slightly, just leaning on Xu Shuangce's lap and looking up at him, whispering, "I miss you so much, Xu Bai."

"..."

Xu Shuangce looked down at the face that was close at hand, and there was no trace of joy or anger on Cangyang Sect Master's indifferent face. No one knew that his muscles were slightly tense under his robe.

He repeated: "Don't make trouble."

But at the next moment, the dream that had been reincarnated countless times in the past sixteen years came again, Gong Wei put his hands on his thighs, and lifted himself up with his strength, and the clear fragrance of peach blossoms after the snow rushed into Xu Shuangce's neck.

Ten thousand feet above the car, the wind is gusting like a tide, but the car is private and dark, only the distant and hazy sound of the wind can be heard.

"Xu Bai," Gong Wei softly pressed his lips to the tip of Xu Shuangce's ear, and said softly, "Let's cultivate together."

The author has something to say: the end of the second volume

Come back to read the third volume next Friday, because the manuscript box has been exhausted. I have taken annual leave for the past few days and closed the network at home to save manuscripts. To be honest, even the mineral water and cat food have been wholesaled.

For Xu Shuangce, the bitter lord of Cangyang, this article is actually like this: Volume 1: Marriage Deceived Volume 2: Emotions Deceived

Afterwards, he should have been cheated out of money—"Yaoshou! Fahua Xianzun opened the Cangyangzong treasury and invested in 18 poultry farms!" "I lost it! Blood loss! Only a few chicken feathers left!"

Volume Three