Sealing Sword

Doer's Hole is not a place for conversation.

After making some plans, Chu Xiwei thought that Bu Xueyao might come back, so she made an emergency contact method with Ye Fusheng, and prepared to leave the place of trouble first.

Ye Fusheng was thinking about Xuan Su, so he took a detour and prepared to go to the secret room. Chu Xi had a slightly stinky face, but didn't say anything, just turned into a shadow and followed closely behind, like a tail that couldn't be shaken off.

Ye Fusheng didn't want to get rid of him, and while paying attention to the surrounding situation, he circled what he wanted to say in his heart, but thousands of words were entangled into a mess, and he couldn't make sense of them in this flash of light.

He knows very well that many things will become more troublesome the longer they are delayed. Even if it's not a time when his son and daughter are in love, he should give Chu Xiwei a reassurance first, so that she can calm down and do things peacefully, so that she won't worry about it again and again. There are side obstacles.However, although Ye Fusheng can think clearly, and is easy to talk and joke on weekdays, but what is in front of him is not an easy joke, and what he is delivering is the answer of two people's lifetime, so he dare not be lighthearted no matter what.

Before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. Ye Fusheng supported the cave wall with one hand and dodged to the side.

Fortunately, the visitor is not an opponent.

Xuan Su caught a glimpse of Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei behind him through the faint light of the fire in the cave, although he didn't know who the latter was, but his eyes swept over the hands of the two, and he felt that they were friends rather than enemies. Without talking nonsense, he said, "Let's go!"

Ye Fusheng took a look at him, compared to himself, Xuan Su's appearance can be regarded as a mess, not to mention his disheveled face, his robe was torn open a few times, stained with mottled blood, as if he had walked from the underworld.

He didn't rush to ask, since the two parties met, they naturally had to leave this place before making any plans.The three of them didn't talk much, they just switched positions, with Chu Xiwei in the front and Ye Fusheng in the back, allowing Xuansu to breathe in the middle.

Chu Xiwei is also used to being a night owl, and he is like a fish in water in this dark and winding cave. With Ye Fusheng, a bold and careful person, smoothing out the clues behind him, the group of three quickly bypassed the sentry post and walked along the cliff again. Climbing up, fortunately, I didn't meet Bu Xueyao.

They didn't dare to linger around here, and rushed to the woods with light effort in one breath. With the cover of the night and the shadows of the trees, they breathed a sigh of relief.

There were three big men staying on a big tree, Xuan Su leaned on the trunk to adjust his breath, Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng occupied a tree branch, one left and one right. Think about something.

Until Xuan Su breathed out a turbid breath, his complexion recovered a bit, he stood up holding Ye Fusheng's hand, and asked: "Thank you, I haven't asked this..."

Chu Xiwei looked at his hand on Ye Fusheng's arm, and returned to his usual indifference to outsiders: "Chu Xiwei."

Xuan Su shivered inexplicably, he closed his Taoist robe, and felt that he had neglected to practice kung fu recently, and his internal strength was not protected from cold and heat.

Ye Fusheng saw Chu Xiwei clearly, secretly said "Vinegar jar", couldn't help laughing, and asked Xuansu: "Have you seen Xifu?"

"Zen Master Sekong is indeed in that secret room." Seeing that he did not shy away from Chu Xiwei, Xuansu guessed the identity of the other party in his heart, and at the same time told his own experience.

He was deeply impressed by those crazy people, he only felt that there was no hell on earth like this, and while speaking, his fingers stroked the scratches on his sleeves, his brows and eyes were stained with evil spirits, and his tone was inevitably filled with righteous indignation.

But the night was dark, Xuan Su, who was concentrating on talking, didn't notice that Ye Fusheng's face gradually turned pale.

The dark cave, the crazy human sacrifice, the trapped beasts are still fighting... Even if he didn't go in with Xuan Su just now, these images flashed in his mind instantly, vividly in his mind, every detail must be there.

It was as if the nightmare had come back after years, the chill pierced the sky from the soles of the feet, the blood of the limbs and bones were instantly cooled, only the hand holding the knife seemed to be scalded and burned, it couldn't help but let go, the fingers were still tingling trembling.

Suddenly there was a severe stabbing pain in his dantian, his chest exploded, Ye Fusheng couldn't help taking a step back, he was on a branch, if he retreated like this, he might fall on his back.

A hand stretched out when there was no time to send, and firmly embraced his arm. Ye Fusheng leaned against a firm chest, which was not very wide, but there was warmth coming through the clothes, soaking the bone marrow. The cold is slowly suppressed.

Xuan Su didn't pay attention, but Chu Xiwei never took a single iota of notice of him.When Ye Fusheng's face changed, Chu Xiwei jumped up and landed beside him, but this person who always watched and listened did not notice at all.

"What are you thinking?" Chu Xiwei's voice came from his ears, a little displeased, "If you are against the enemy now, it is enough for you to die thousands of times."

Xuan Su was alarmed by this change, before he could tell that Duan Qing was also inside, he interrupted his words and hurriedly looked over.I saw Ye Fusheng standing leaning against Chu Xiwei, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was blue and his lips were pale, his hands were still trembling a little.

He frowned, and raised his hand to probe Ye Fusheng's wrist, but found nothing, only to see Chu Xiwei holding Ye Fusheng's hand firmly, looking over like a falcon protecting food.

Xuan Su rubbed his nose and explained: "Poverty Dao has a little understanding of the art of divergence, so it's better..."

Chu Xiwei had learned about Xuan Su's existence from Duan Qing a long time ago, so he naturally knew that he was not lying, it was just that he held Ye Fusheng's wrist and penetrated his inner strength to find out the situation, knowing that the poison of "You Meng" was coming again. It's messed up.

Before, Sun Minfeng used the Ice Soul Bead as medicine, and he snatched it back from Lord Yan, but it only took three months.Two months have passed now, and the troops sent by Chu Xiwei have almost searched the whole world, but there is no clue of "extremely cold blood". Ant.

"Youmeng" is the knife hanging above the heads of the two of them, seeing the blade falling slowly, but he hasn't been able to remove the person from the knife edge, and every time he thinks about it, it feels like a stick in his throat.

It's just that I don't know why Xuan Su's words just now aroused such a big reaction from Ye Fusheng, and even affected the poison of "You Meng".

Chu Xiwei wrote down this matter, and attached her palm to Ye Fusheng's back, sending out a gentle inner force that helped him suppress the riot, and then said to Xuan Su: "He's fine."

Xuan Su looked at Ye Fusheng's face, he didn't look like he was okay, and couldn't help but said: "But..."

Chu Xiwei slowly squeezed the hand holding Ye Fusheng's arm, saying every word: "I won't let him have trouble."

Although he said these words to Xuan Su, Ye Fusheng could feel his strong uneasiness from the slight trembling of this hand.

Chu Xiwei hugged him hard, wanting to rub him to the bone, but she was afraid of adding pain to him, so she was forced to stop as soon as she exerted her strength, expressing concern about gains and losses in her trembling.

Ye Fusheng wanted to say something to him, but his throat was filled with bloody smell, his eyes were dark, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Take him back to Wuxiang Temple for a rest first, and leave the rest to me." Chu Xiwei finally let go of his hand and handed him over to Xuansu. His heart was bent, and before Xuansu could ask him to stay, he felt as if he had left the strings. The arrow flitted from the tree branch, went up and down several times, and was about to disappear in front of them.

Chu Xiwei was in a hurry, but suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He didn't look back, and grabbed it with one hand. The next thing he hit with the "Flower" gesture, he saw it was a celadon hairpin.

The crane's head holds the bead, and the celadon is moist. When you touch the hairpin with your fingers, you suddenly feel uneven. When you touch it carefully, it is carved with the word "Yao".

Chu Xiwei's fingers lingered on the lettering, he turned his head immediately, and saw Ye Fusheng was still standing on the tree supported by Xuan Su, it was far away and the surrounding was dark, he couldn't see the expression on that person's face clearly, I couldn't hear if the other party said something softly.

In fact, Ye Fusheng didn't say anything, and couldn't say anything.

Throat was choked with blood, and the dantian in his chest felt like it was about to explode. He was afraid that he would have an earth-shattering cough when he opened his mouth, and Chu Xiwei was even more anxious when he alarmed the sentry.

It's just that the other party turned around impatiently, whether he can't just sit and watch, Ye Fusheng thought for a moment, reached into his bosom and took out the celadon hairpin that had been hidden for more than half a month, raised his hand and threw it over.

Thousands of words have been said in silence.

Chu Xiwei didn't even know how she got back all the way.

He is like a poor child who has no money. He finally got a candy. He wished he could cheer and chew it up and eat it. He held it in his hand carefully as if it was a treasure. He only dared to lick and taste it. His heart itched like a monkey's paw. Scratching non-stop, the hand holding the celadon hairpin is very steady, more force is afraid of breaking, less force is afraid of falling.

When Chu Xiwei regained consciousness, he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The entire Wenchan Mountain was planted with stakes by the Buried Soul Palace, and the Hundred Ghosts had no choice but to camp in the valley below the mountain in order not to startle the snakes.Fortunately, although the environment in this place is dangerous, it is better at being hidden. It is covered by steep slopes and cliffs, and there are deep ravines as screens.

He wrapped the celadon hairpin with a scarf and put it on the front of his chest. He opened the hidden vines and walked into the cave. The guard, even when he saw him, did not relax his vigilance in a hurry.

Chu Xiwei asked, "Does the ghost doctor have any faith?"

One person replied in a hoarse voice: "Return to the lord, I just received the letter, the ghost doctor is approaching Jialan City, and I will be here in a day."

"Tell him to hurry up and make sure to arrive at noon tomorrow." Chu Xiwei frowned, "Is there any sect leaving the mountain today?

"Qingfengmen and Qisha faction left early in the morning and in the evening."

Chu Xi narrowed her eyes slightly: "Send someone to follow, play by ear, and pay attention to the tail."

"Yes."

The subordinates led away, and Chu Xiwei sat down on a large bluestone, watching the flickering light of the oil lamp on the cave wall, but she was alone in the reflection.

He touched the celadon hairpin through his shirt with his fingers, and it was so fragile that it would shatter if dropped, but it became his comfort now.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Xiwei finally couldn't sit still. After a few instructions, he lifted his knife and left the cave. He slid down the cliff and stood by the river below after a few ups and downs.

There is a deep stream in this valley, and this place is where the downstream river is, surrounded by luxuriant vegetation, it feels bleak and cold when you look at it.

Chu Xiwei flew and landed on a rock protruding from the water, drew her saber out of its sheath in this square inch, and practiced the stunning saber technique.

The Water Breaking Knife is much thicker than the Shocking Hong Knife, and is suitable for wide-open, big-close, ruthless and powerful moves. However, Chu Xiwei didn't care about it because he had the "Forked Road Sutra" by his side, so he held a thick knife in his hand. Here, the moves are still brisk.

He seemed to have returned to many years ago, when Gu Xiao was teaching himself martial arts in the martial arts field, it was rare for a young man to patiently teach him by precept and deed, but unfortunately the child was so sleepy that he just memorized it without the essence.

until now.

The knife comes out with the hand, and the person moves with the knife.

Swimming the dragon out to sea, going forward without hesitation;

Thunder cracks the sky, the wind and rain are like tides;

The white rainbow runs through the sun, and I want to reach the sky;

Twisting flowers around fingers, using softness to overcome rigidity;

The autumn water is full of waves, ups and downs and waves...

He has practiced the sixteen moves of the Jinghong Saber technique thousands of times, and only now did he understand it.

It was once a shocking photo (Note), except for the fleeting body blade, there are also fighters and loopholes that disappear immediately.

Ye Fusheng said that the human heart is more ruthless than the blade.

Shen Wuduan once said that if one word is wrong, the whole game will be lost.

Wu Zhidao not only achieves great success in strength and speed, but also controls the situation of the battle and manipulates the opportunities he can take advantage of. Just like the last time he fought He Lianyu, the worst loser was not martial arts, but scheming.

Chu Xiwei can put aside life and death, but she doesn't know how to play with people's hearts. She is sincere in fighting but loses in tricks.

He Lianyu's ability to see through the false and the real is nothing more than the fact that he took advantage of the gap and murdered without blood.

Just like what Ruan Feiyu said, "Knowing yourself and the enemy is nothing more than putting yourself in your shoes." Although Chu Xiwei disdains being a person like He Lianyu, he still has to understand.

The more he practiced, the clearer his mind became. Before he knew it, the middle of the night passed, and Chu Xiwei made the last move. The blade swirled across his eyes.

One person and one sword appeared next to him without warning, the tip of the sword was coming at him strangely and urgently, and it was approaching the side of his neck in a blink of an eye.

The Duan Shui Knife crossed his neck sharply, and the ghostly sword pointed at the blade, with internal energy, he used his strength to sweep away the attackers, stared intently, and his breath stagnated.

The man backed away following his sweeping force, the cloud-patterned satin boots tapped the water three times, but the ripples only expanded two or three times before quietly stopping, and the man also landed on another stone and stood still.

Judging from his figure, he looks like a tall and thin man. He is wearing a snow-colored hooded smock that covers the opponent's head to the ground without even a single strand of hair showing. The sword, the hilt is engraved with flowing clouds, and the blade is as bright as a pool of ice water reflecting the full moon.

At this time, the morning light is slightly dew, and it is the time when day and night alternate.Chu Xiwei looked at his face. The visitor was covered with a silver mask with cloud patterns that he was familiar with. Under the bleak sky, he looked like a rakshasa with a cold face. He couldn't see a trace of his face, only a pair of eyes were exposed from the hollow, indifferent Like ice, evil spirit like sea.

He stood two feet away from Chu Xiwei, without moving his limbs, as lonely as a stone statue, but there was a killing intent in his bones.

"...Helian Yu?"

Chu Xiwei's gaze sank, her fingers tightened, and she swung the knife forward.

There was no time to think about it, the next moment, the knife and the sword intersected, and the eyebrows and eyes were alive and dead!

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Note: From Lu You's "Shen Yuan Two Poems", the original sentence: "The spring waves and green under the bridge of sadness, was once a shocking shadow." Literal meaning.