God [Ancient Sword]

There are flames all over the ground, faint blue flames.

Lian Yunsheng's Chiyang Fire is very famous, but no one has the chance to see what the fire looks like, and no one knows where the fire comes from.It is said that he had Nahuo when he was still young, he practiced swordsmanship and cultivated his mind for many years, the fire seed penetrated into his body, and merged into his dantian sea of ​​consciousness, probably no different from his accompanying life.

Since it is named after Chiyang, when you can't see it, you always think that it should be a bright red color like blood, and the pain peeled from the flesh and blood can add a bit of sadness to it, but who knows, it dyes others The temperature is such a bright and silent blue.

Lian Yunsheng's white clothes were stained red with blood, his hair crown was gone, only a few broken crystals fell on the ground, his long hair was scattered, and his face was so pale that it seemed to melt away.Flame also ignited from the dripping blood, like a cloud of smoke, burning harmlessly on its own.He seemed to be out of strength, his hands were clenched into fists and he was about to fall, and even his calm face was clearly aware of a shock at this moment.

This cave was originally arranged in a cold cave where ice cores melted for thousands of years.The sharp ice edges and the thick frost did not show any signs of being melted, but became more raging.No matter how severe the chill was, it penetrated the hearts of the people and seemed to swallow up the temperature of the entire world.The blue flame was scorching, and it dyed the cold cave with a gloomy and mysterious atmosphere.

The person opposite Lian Yunsheng was the one who made his eyes tremble.

Fang Qiya was still hugging his sword tightly, his whole body was covered with blue Chiyang fire.At this moment, the silver-white long sword seemed to be covered in a blood net, and there was still blood from its owner on it.

This sword is trembling, its body and soul seem to be about to collapse, filled with an aura of depression and despair.

And the dazzling red light burst out from the cold iron, reflecting each other with the thick and almost crystalline blue fire on Fang Qiya's body, it seemed to be an extremely cold temperature, but Fang Qiya bathed in it, her body It's melting!

Yes!Melting—her arms and chest holding the sword tightly have become translucent!

The few people who just broke into the cave were still shocked by Lian Yunsheng's serious injury, and the next moment, they were shocked by Fang Qiya's current appearance.

"Dead woman!" Fang Qimo rushed forward with a sword, but was kicked back by the burning blue fire and spat out blood.

Danxiu, who was holding Ah Fu, hastily pinched a few tricks, and then extinguished the blue fire that was about to spread on his body.

No one on the scene reacted faster than Fang Qimo, and no one could understand what she was going to do better than Fang Qiya's twins——Fang Qimo's eyes were cracked, and the severe pain that resonated from the depths of his soul almost His whole body was torn into countless pieces, but the backlash of a few big moves just now exacerbated the loss of power, and the state of his body was not right, which made him almost unable to hold the sword at this moment.

But Fang Qiya didn't care.

Even if her own son stood in front of her with blood on his chin, watching her miserable situation indifferently, she didn't care at all.Her eyes still stayed on Lian Yunsheng, in her eyes, she could only see Lian Yunsheng, in her world, there was only this figure in white clothes.

The sword cultivator with a rough voice also drew his sword, and looked at Dan Xiu, thinking about the countermeasures to break this method, who would have expected that just after taking a step, he would listen to the indifferent voice of his own junior brother.

"Don't go there!"

Fang Qimo covered half of his face and stared coldly at the front, his whole body was oppressed like a thick cloud.

But Fang Qiya only had Lian Yunsheng in his eyes.

"Haha...you, do you regret...haha..."

The flesh and blood seemed to be brushed away alive, first losing color, then melting away the bones, and finally annihilated.The fire burned all over her body, gradually consuming her chest, waist, and legs, and began to burn her cheeks again.And the flames wrapped in her flesh and blood flowed to the blood cocoon at the center of the restriction, seeping in bit by bit.

Just by looking at it, she knew the severe pain of despair, but she didn't seem to feel it, but she was still lightly enveloped by that sorrow, so painful that she laughed, her eyes like flowing water were full of desolation and determination.

"I just... just look at you more..." She smiled miserably, "only...but, I just looked at you...one more time."

The blue flame burns even more recklessly!As thick as it is about to materialize.

She no longer had the arms and chest to hold the sword, and the sword still radiated a red light that was about to bleed, but it slammed on the hard water as if she had lost her soul.

"I... give this, flesh and blood... back... to her..." Breathing out with difficulty, "Since I took... hers... then... return it to her..."

Except for her voice, there was not even a sound here.Fang Qimo leaned on his sword to barely support himself, his face was horribly twisted and crazy, staring at her viciously, he looked like he wanted to pounce on her and strangle her to death!

"You are... like... like, my..."

She suddenly laughed, staring at the blood-stained figure in white, a tear fell from her eyes, "Obviously... like... me..." The last head in the void was also burned by the flames.

The blue flame didn't disappear, but intensified and spread all the way to the sword. It was invisible to the naked eye but everyone could clearly feel that something had melted into blood and tears, and the blood and tears fell on the silver-white sword, like It was like burning, leaving an indelible tear stain on the sword.

As if the sword came alive, it trembled with a buzzing sound, then slowly straightened up, hanging in the void.

"Fang Qiya—" Fang Qimo shouted the woman's name with all his strength.

But until the last moment, she never even looked at him.

The restriction in the ice cave collapsed in an instant.Seeing this situation, Jianxiu and Danxiu, who were outsiders, looked at each other, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave silently.

Ah Fu turned his head, glanced at Fang Qimo slowly, and saw tears on his face.The two strands of long hair were blown back suddenly along with the wind when the restriction dissipated... Pale in an instant.

And the blood-colored cocoon at the center gradually loses its original color after absorbing a complete body shell. Instead, there is a circle of milky white halo emitting fluorescence—the light is getting weaker and weaker. In the womb, a small body slowly took shape.

The aura that melted from Fang Qiya's flesh and blood mixed with the gradually formed texture, becoming transparent and substantive, and at this moment, a baby's cry made everyone's hearts tremble.

Fang Qimo couldn't even walk steadily in this life, so he staggered forward and caught the baby.

Tentacles are no longer nothingness, but real individuals.Staring blankly at the face of the baby whose eyes had never been opened, he hurriedly took off his outer robe and wrapped her tightly inside.

This is the child that his hateful sister took her life to reshape.

Fang Qimo cried and laughed while hugging her, no, it shouldn't be a hug, maybe it's just right to hold her up carefully, his niece is still so fragile, he is always afraid that if he pushes her harder, he will pinch her Broken.

Fang Qimo looked at Ah Fu, who was still quiet until now, and at the child in his arms, and couldn't stop crying: "So weak...then it's called Ah Wei, how about it?"

Fang Qiya is a lunatic.

Because she met Lian Yunsheng, she became a lunatic.

The ever-increasing love was stuck in her heart, slowly eroding her sanity, but the person she admired so much never looked at her directly, he had become the only meaning of her life, but he never looked down on her .

Back then, she accidentally became pregnant with Lian Yunsheng's child, a son and a daughter.

She angered Lian Yunsheng because of this, but at that time Lian Yunsheng didn't know that she had his child in her womb, and that sword almost cost her half of her life - Fang Qiya almost died under his sword, but still Sweet as sweet.

When I saw him for the first time, I felt demons in my heart, and I had already stepped into the path of sentient beings.She is struggling in her own way, and has long been unable to escape from the prison.

But the reason why Fang Qiya would rather give birth to a child is not because she wants to keep the bond with each other, but because she knows that Lian Yunsheng broke his sword and accumulated bruises due to his fight with a demon cultivator back then. , if there is nothing to repair the foundation of the road, I am afraid that my life will be in danger.So Fang Qiya, a lunatic, melted the flesh and blood of his daughter and the soul of his son in his womb, and forged the sword for Lian Yunsheng.

So a daughter is born without a body, and a son is born without a soul!

Later, the sword came to Lian Yunsheng's side, and he was amazed at how well the sword fit him. Even, when he saw the sword for the first time, he knew it should be his.

So later, even if it was Lian Yunsheng's natal sword, it could be taken by Fang Qiya and hurt himself.

Fang Qiya kept her daughter a secret for more than 300 years until she could no longer hide it.

She melted away her own flesh and bones and reshaped her daughter's body.Then he imprisoned his soul in the sword, and Yuemo also thought that he could be with him in this way.

She never wanted to live from the beginning.

... At this time, Ah Fu still doesn't understand why this woman loves so thoroughly, hates so deeply, and has such intense and true emotions in the world, yet she would destroy herself in such despair.

All the restrictions disappeared with Fang Qiya's death, the ice was broken, the rock formations were cracked, and the ice cave was about to collapse.

Fang Qimo suddenly turned his head while holding the child, and before he had time to pull it, he saw a figure in front of him holding Ah Fu in his arms, and a breath of cold snow on the top of a mountain that was different from this scene poured into his nose. Zhao Jian flew out of the cave.

At the entrance of the cave, those who had left earlier had gathered at some point.Fang Qimo looked up and saw the silent face of the senior brother.

Moving his gaze to the other side, Lian Yunsheng had already put Ah Fu down, and was looking sideways to the other side—the sword had followed him.At this moment, it was hovering beside him, with a slight flash of fluorescence.

Even though his white clothes were stained with blood, even though he was forced to go through such cruel stories, his face was still calm and indifferent, and his bones were so noble that he was still so terrifying.

At this moment, no one could notice Lian Yunsheng, except Ah Fu - everyone's eyes were fixed on the child in his arms.Many here have experienced Qi Ya's incident more than 300 years ago. The first time they saw her, they understood the cause and effect. Those female cultivators had already shed tears.

Then they all heard a crack.

The voice from the depths of the soul is like the rupture of time and space, such a clear and fragile rupture.

Fang Qimo raised his head suddenly, and the mournful wail of the sword seemed to tear his soul apart again.

The real man in white staggered and stood there, his whole body was as weak as if he had been forcibly stripped of his energy, his scattered long hair turned white in an instant——the vermilion on his chin made his lips pale, and everyone could feel it After getting the state that fell from his body rapidly, the cultivation base spread out from his body like mist... Lian Yunsheng's sword was broken by his own hands.

He actually destroyed his Dao foundation with his own hands.

Fang Qimo stared at the two cut-off swords, because he was too horrified, his expressionless face was swollen almost ferociously by the beating muscles, and the veins on the back of his hands and neck seemed to be jumping out, but in the end he couldn't move. didn't move.

He felt the wailing in the depths of his soul, the last trace left of his cruel and pitiful twin sister in this world just disappeared.

Lian Yunsheng raised his foot with difficulty and walked towards him.

"Give, her, here, me." He said a few words in a low voice, his voice still not fluctuating.

Seeing those eyes, Fang Qimo was almost shaken.But he immediately controlled himself, and then took a few steps back in fear.

"Give, her, give, me." Lian Yunsheng repeated.

When Fang Qimo was about to say it was impossible, he heard the voice of the senior brother: "Give it to him."

Fang Qimo raised his head in surprise, his gentle and gentle elder brother spoke slowly but firmly.

"give him."

He couldn't help but listen to what this man said.Even if you give it away like this, it's like cutting a piece of flesh from your chest.

Lian Yunsheng hugged his daughter.

His eyes froze for a moment, and then, the corners of his pale lips rose slightly.

...he smiled.

The author has something to say: 12.10

...I was abandoned by the whole world.

I want a newspaper.