Michiko

The magic dragon has no interest in Mo Lingyan's life and death, but Xiao Meimei is attached to him. If something happens to Mo Lingyan, Xiao Meimei will also have an accident.

Before Mo Lingyan was by Bai Qishan's side, Molong didn't dare to act rashly because of his scruples, fearing that the devil surnamed Bai would do something irreversible.But now that Mo Lingyan ran away from Bai Qishan, the magic dragon had no more scruples, and immediately turned back to its original form, picked up Mo Lingyan, tore open the space and rushed in.

Bai Qishan never expected that Mo Lingyan would do this, but how could he be so easily shocked after going through countless reincarnations?The shot was as fast as lightning, and the magic energy between the lightning and the flint had formed a sword shape in the hand, and the sword flew out, pointing directly at the dragon.

However, no matter how fast he moved, the leaping Jian Mang only had time to touch the end of the dragon's tail, failing to stop the dragon from stepping into the torn open space.But even though it couldn't block it, this sword full of killing intent was enough to make the dragon confused for a while, and it failed to fall directly into the mortal world, but fell not far outside the Lingshan Mountain.

And there happened to be Qingxiao's battlefield.

After learning of the way to rescue Xie Xuanyang, Qing Xiao couldn't wait for a moment, and immediately entered the palace again, pointing his sword at Yizhen's neck to force him to find out where the Lingshan Mountain was in the Demon Realm, and rushed into the Demon Realm like killing a god.

The last time he rushed into the demon world was hundreds of years ago, leaving deep nightmares for the demon cultivators in it. This time, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, and the gods blocked and killed the gods. All the demon cultivators on the road were killed, unequivocally, and they were about to enter Lingshan.

But how could Hua Wenyu make him happy?Not to mention laying down the heaven and earth net early, but going to battle in person, it is bound to leave Qing Xiao's life behind.However, just as he was about to lead people into the center of the mortal killing array, the magic dragon descended from the sky, and its huge body crashed into the middle of Qing Xiao and Hua Wenyu with a bang.

Qing Xiao ignored it, and raised his sword to kill Hua Wenyu again.

Even though Mo Lingyan, who was held in the mouth of the magic dragon, did not fall head-on to the ground, his head was still buzzing from the shock. After finally taking a breath, he saw his master rushing over with a murderous aura.Qing Xiao's white clothes were covered with blood, all of which was the blood of the demon cultivator who was killed by him.

"Master Shishi——Master!!" Mo Lingyan was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He didn't know how he, who had just escaped from the dragon's lair and tiger's land, provoked the god of death.

Qing Xiao didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and all his thoughts were to kill those who stood in his way, rushing into Lingshan to snatch the mountain source that could save Xie Xuanyang.Suddenly, he noticed the unknown object in Mo Lingyan's hand.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he said coldly, "What is this?"

Before Mo Lingyan could answer, Xiao Meimei screamed in his mind, "Kill the array!!! Hurry up and go with uncle!! Hurry up——! Hua, Wen Yu, and the kill array—!"

Then before he could react, the magic dragon behind him let out a deafening roar.Mo Lingyan felt his body fly into the air for an instant, and the next moment he appeared outside Suzaku's door.

"Boom—"

The huge body of the magic dragon smashed on him, smashing his throat, as if all the internal organs in his body were crushed.

"Liuyun? Daojun?!" Liu Zhou said in astonishment.

Although it was only for a moment just now, it was enough for him to see clearly the two figures suppressed by the dragon's body.He didn't care to think about why Qing Xiaohui, Mo Lingyan, and the magic dragon who were rushing to Lingshan suddenly appeared here. He raised his hand and dug Mo Lingyan out from under the huge dragon's body. Just as he was about to see Qing Xiao, He saw that he had stood firmly in front of Mo Lingyan.

Qing Xiao tightly clasped Mo Lingyan's wrist, and asked sharply, "What is this?!"

Qing Xiao's tone sounded as if he would die if he didn't answer well, which scared Mo Lingyan into a cold sweat.He didn't know what the thing he snatched from Bai Qishan was, he only knew that it was a very dark and evil thing, and it was likely to cause Bai Qishan's death.

At this time, Xiaomeimei said again, "Shanyuan! Tell uncle, this is Shanyuan of Lingshan Mountain!"

Mo Lingyan was startled, and now he understood why Qing Xiao was so nervous, and hurriedly said, "This is the source of Lingshan Mountain! Save, save Xuanyang—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Xiao had already snatched what was in his hand and disappeared in front of him.

The extremely evil thing Lingshan Shanyuan was in hand, and Lingyu had been found and stored in the storage bag long ago. Qingxiao couldn't wait any longer, so she rushed into the sword casting room prepared by Bu Wenye and started the furnace to recast the Chixiao Red Lotus.

Before Immortal Zixu, the sword cultivator of Qingxiao had the tradition of enlightening the sword by forging swords to help him realize the meaning of the sword.The art of sword casting was engraved in Qing Xiao's mind a long time ago, and he has already learned it by heart.He has forged many swords since he practiced, including spiritual treasures and supreme treasures, and some even entered the ranks of fairy weapons, but he has never forged a divine sword.

He didn't, and neither did his master. Among the sword cultivators of this lineage, only Immortal Zixu has ever forged a divine sword.Qing Xiao doesn't know whether he can reproduce Chi Xiao, but no matter whether he can or not, he must forge.

Excalibur has a spirit, and even the most powerful master casting master cannot forge the Excalibur unless he seeks the way of the sword to know the meaning of the sword.In this world of cultivating immortals, no monk can forge a divine sword, only he himself has the possibility.

To save Xie Xuanyang, Qing Xiao had no choice but to come by himself.

The temperature in the sword casting room rose little by little due to the burning fire, so hot that the air almost boiled.Beads of sweat covered Qing Xiao's face, and slid down from his forehead like rain along the contours of his cheeks. The clothes on his body were dry, and the sweat on them evaporated before the cloth was soaked.

His skin was painful and reddened by the scorching heat that seemed to ignite his soul, but Qingxiao didn't care. He took out the newly formed sword chick and stared at it affectionately with piercing eyes, as if looking at his beloved lover.

No, just look at the lover.

The sword chick under his hand is the original body of his Taoist companion.

He hammered repeatedly with concentration, and every hammer that fell was infused with his understanding of the sword and his love for the sword.The sword intent was tumbling, what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, and he was not drawing a sword anymore, but he had already become a sword.

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

How long Qing Xiao had been casting it, he no longer knew, all he could see was the gradually forming sword in front of him.

In the sky above the sword casting room, black thunderclouds gathered again, and blue-purple lightning was brewing and shining, but this time it was not punishment thunder, but nine layers of profound thunder.The last step in the formation of every innate spiritual weapon needs to be tempered by thunder calamity. The higher the quality, the more powerful the thunder calamity is, and the nine-fold profound thunder is the highest level of this spiritual weapon thunder calamity.

when--

With the last hammer down, Qing Xiao threw the sword into the water of the spiritual pool full of aura.At this moment, the Nine Layers of Profound Thunder crashed down.

The dazzling purple light is like a sharp sword tearing open the sky, rushing down from the clouds.The roar of thunder was deafening, as if the earth was trembling.

Thunder strikes, Excalibur succeeds!

After Xuan Lei passed, the long sword lying in the spirit pool glowed red.However, after a burst of light, there was no aura in the water in the Lingchi, but the long sword withdrew all the brilliance, and lay quietly in the water, as if it was just an ordinary soldier with the appearance of a scarlet sky and a red lotus.

Qing Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and a few traces of panic and fear flashed in the eyes staring at the sword.

Failed?

Failed?

He failed to recast Chixiao Honglian?

Hyun Yang...

He failed, failed to save...save Xuanyang?

The furnace fire had been extinguished, and the temperature in the sword casting room hadn't dropped yet, but Qing Xiao felt that he had been thrown into a bitingly cold ice pool. His hands and feet were so cold that his whole body became a heavy block of ice.

Qing Xiao's hands were trembling, her lips were also trembling, and a fishy-sweet taste gushed out of her throat.

He stretched out his hand to take out the long sword in the pool, and gently touched the blade with his fingertips.At this moment, he seemed to hear a voice in the dark.

"Blood"

Stinging pain came from his fingertips, and the scarlet blood stained the snow-like blade, but it did not slip off, but disappeared into the blade as if being sucked in.

A pair of white hands covered Qing Xiao's unretracted wrists, and a touch of bright red touched his broken fingertips, scratching and licking them lightly.

Qing Xiao stared blankly at the half-kneeling man in front of him, seeing his black hair hanging like a waterfall, falling down his round shoulders under his movements.The bare|naked back is like the best precious jade, the butterfly bone looks like it is about to fly, and the waist is so thin, it looks so good that people want to rub it hard, and the stars are printed with vermilion.

The person in front of him is naked, with his upper body slightly raised, and bright red bright spots can be vaguely seen.He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings leaving a light shadow on Bai Jie's face.The soft tongue licked the wound lightly, bit by bit the scarlet oozing away, and turned into a kiss again, lightly pecking Qing Xiao's fingertips, following the shape of the slender fingers, kissing on his wrist.

Ruoyou Ruowu's itching and warm moisture climbed up to his heart along Qing Xiao's veins, causing Qing Xiao to move involuntarily, wanting to withdraw his hand, but was held down by the person in front of him.

He raised his eyes, there seemed to be some moisture still in the glazed black eyes, and the corners of the upturned eyes were slightly red, making him look like a seductive goblin.

Facing Shang Qingxiao's stupefied eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "...Master."

Qing Xiao couldn't help taking a step back as if she had been frightened, but was grabbed.The goblin stretched out her arms around his neck, her naked body pressed against his body tightly, her soft thin lips fell on his cheeks, touched the bridge of his nose, and then slid down to peck his lips , sticking out the tip of her tongue and poking around between his lips.

A sluggish look appeared on Qing Xiao's face, his body didn't dare to move, it was as stiff as a stone, and he could only let this spirit-absorbing spirit do evil.

Seeing this, Xie Xuanyang couldn't help laughing, and flirting next to Qingxiao's ear, he gently bit the flesh of his ear with his teeth, sucking on purpose to make a sizzling sound.

"Master..." He blew into Qingxiao's pierced ears, "Don't you... want me?"

The author has something to say: So you know why you want to write recasting?Because, I want to write a master-servant play~~~

Xuanyang goblin is back hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Is it full of lust in the end?