[Ancient Sword] Outsider

Even if Leshen wants to enter reincarnation, he can keep his face unchanged. It is really admirable. Who would have thought that I underestimated you. The water scorpion back then, and the evil dragon now made you to such a state. Prince Changqin, you still read It's really good to keep old love! "

She didn't care about the other party's silence either, there seemed to be a strange flame burning in a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Since you are going to Mt. Li, I will grant your wish!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the other party's soul into his sleeve, and he came to the mountain in an instant. Xing Jun glanced at a certain direction, and the corners of his lips could not help but evoke a happy and distorted arc.

Prince Changqin, what is so good about you that it deserves her to do this for you?

I heard that there are human tribes on the ground who like to use their souls to forge swords. I don't know if a soul with powerful energy has been taken away from the fairyland, is it suitable?

Suppressing the many dark emotions rising in his heart, Shangsheng Xingjun released his soul with his sleeves, and walked away on his own.

Prince Changqin, who was simply stuffed into his cuffs and then thrown out, showed a little helplessness on his face. Fortunately, he was not sensitive to external stimuli in his current state of only soul, so he only felt a little dizzy, and soon Come back to your senses quickly.

In front of him is... his hometown.

The landscape of Mt. Li seems to have remained unchanged for thousands of years. If the red flowers on the tree have withered a little, they are falling in the stream flowing down the river. Looking forward, it is the stone platform where he often plays the piano. At that time, Qianyu was just a little water scorpion, at that time...

The expression of the luthier in white froze suddenly, and his knuckle-boned palms suddenly tightened.

Who would have expected that the water scorpion back then would seriously cultivate to become Yinglong, and now his former friend made him suffer this calamity by mistake?

Who can see that the body of his crown prince Changqin, Fenglaiqin, has not been destroyed?

Maybe no one else knows except him.

Everyone in the world knows that the crown prince Changqin and Lord Du'er Xing have long been at odds, but they don't think that he has always attracted Lianhun as a close friend. Even if she really wanted to destroy the Qin, he would never say a word, why did Fenglaiqin come from? Hurt her because of rejection?

He didn't understand her words and deeds in the hall, but suddenly became clear when the piano was destroyed.

Although his connection with Fenglai is weak, it has not been severed.

And how much energy would it take to get this far under the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, even thousands of years ago... Prince Changqin suddenly didn't dare to think about it, the more he knew, the more embarrassing he was for Shangsheng Xingjun's sarcastic remarks along the way Not a trace of resentment came out.

The lingering scene of the scattered sawdust turning into dots of light remained in his mind for a long time.

If Deyou is like this, even if he really enters reincarnation, it is worth it.

When Jiaoli, a craftsman of the Longyuan tribe, searched for a trace of pure spiritual power that suddenly appeared, he probed into the mountain, and what he saw was the young man in white robes standing by the water, with a look of nostalgia on his handsome and extraordinary face. The color of the eyes, a little vermilion between the eyebrows, gave birth to a few traces of sorrow out of thin air.

Jiao Li regained his composure, and withdrew all the distracted attention, his eyes were piercing.

He didn't care who was deliberately using spiritual power to lure him here, and he didn't intend to know the name of the person in front of him. He only knew that the creature in front of him with such abundant soul power might be him who was cast by Long Yuan. The opportunity of the sword!

If you want to enter the sword with your soul, this is the best choice——!

Everything that is about to happen, Shangsheng Xingjun, who has long escaped, is unaware of it.

She was just luring that corner to Lishan Mountain, and what the prince Changqin would end up with because of this had nothing to do with her.Although she was supposed to put the prince Changqin into reincarnation, but now she left him on the mountain, she was accused of negligence.But who would care about the future fate of a mere Le God who was demoted to a mortal?Undoubtedly, Emperor Fuxi is happy to see the success of this!

That's right, as long as you don't let Lianhun know...

Thinking of refining the soul, Shang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but she changed her mind and thought again, let alone whether the soul refining can find the whereabouts of the prince Changqin, just in case, no one can say that she did it on purpose!As long as he firmly insists that the person has bad luck, Lianhun will definitely not blame her...

After thinking about it several times in her heart, Shang Sheng finally stepped into the gate of the palace, and when Fang entered the main hall, the scene in front of her made her panic.

"Soul Refinement!"

She screamed and rushed forward. On the bed, the green-clothed fairy was frowning and her face was as pale as paper. The fairy was holding Si Ming Xingjun's palm tightly with one hand, and there was a faint smell of blood. It seemed that he was enduring some great pain.

Hearing the call, Lianhun managed to regain his composure, tried his best to suppress the pain of being torn apart, first smiled gratefully at Si Ming Xingjun whose face was as cold as iron, and then turned to Shang Sheng who was full of panic.

"I'm fine...how is it?"

Shang Sheng understood her inquiry and couldn't help being extremely angry.

"You're still like that but you still want to ask that person?!" She jumped up suddenly, and after being angry for a while, she said bitterly, "...Maybe the soul has been washed away now, and only the soul of life is left to be reincarnated. Remember what happened in the past!"

Lianhun was silent for a while.

"...I don't remember, it's a good thing if I can't say it."

She lowered her head to look at her hand, which had faded completely in a short breath, and smiled happily when she thought of her successful plan.

When she finds an opportunity, Changqin will be able to—

"——————?!"

She was in a trance, and for a while it was worse than before. The pain as if her body was torn in two instantly hit from the depths of her soul. Reflected in her eyes, she wanted to speak out to comfort her, but suddenly her throat felt a fishy sweetness, and the next moment, her consciousness was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Chapter 9

It seemed that for many years, there was nothing but darkness in front of him.

Even 'in front of my eyes' isn't quite right.It doesn't know what it is, and why it is aware of its own existence, it can't feel itself, and it doesn't have eyes to 'see'...

why?

What was the pain that tore it at that moment?

It wasn't until a long time later that it gradually began to see the world, and as a broken soul rolled around on the ground, it saw that the soul changed into different faces, and it didn't know where it had no physical body. There was a pain that was completely different from the pain that was eating away at its body.

……why.

It could feel that it was getting weaker, dissipating, and decaying under the torn pain... As the remnant soul continued to wander, it even developed a desire to scream.

I can't hold it anymore! !He can't hold it anymore!Hurry up, hurry up and save him! !

Not to save it, but... him!

But it doesn't even have a pair of mouths that can make a sound, not to mention talking, even he who has been with him has never been aware of its existence.

It couldn't comfort his heart, which had been gradually broken and mad during the years of wandering.

--why? !

——Because of it, she has been... him.

The remnant soul changed body again, almost desperate and crazy, he finally met his beloved, they hit it off, like a fairy companion in paradise, but its time is running out, years of consumption has already made it dissipate.

At this moment, it really understands the meaning of its own existence.

It's time to wake up.

In the inner hall deep in the Tianshu Palace, the female fairy in a green shirt suddenly woke up, her eyes were extremely dark, her eyelashes were slightly fanned, and her vision seemed to be unfocused.

After a while, she slowly closed her eyes again.

The person in the dream, the scene in the dream, but true love, stronger than gold.

It is often said that the heaven and the earth have been on the ground for a year, and I only sigh that good fortune makes people... There is no destiny.

That's all.

Beside Qinchuan, inside Fanyun Village.

In the big prison of the bandits, there are not many people detained—there were more people a few days ago, but if they are taken away every day, the rest is limited.

It is said that these mountain thieves did not know where they learned the incredible magic, and they wanted to use living people to refine medicine to make magic pills. All the travelers in the past suffered disasters, and the surrounding small towns were not able to escape the evil hands.

The people currently locked in the prison are all from nearby Qinchuan villagers.

A slight sound of footsteps came into the prison, such a small sound, to the nervous crowd at the moment, was like a death knell urging them to die.Suddenly, someone screamed in horror and despair.

"Not good! Those monsters seem to be coming again!"

There was even a rich man whose legs went limp, hugged his head and squatted down, his voice trembling and his hips trembling.

"This time... is to catch someone to refine medicine..."

If those bandits are thieves, the kidnapping is only for money.This place of Fanyunzhai is very strange. The living people were captured to make medicine, and the jobs of those monsters in the rivers and lakes were forcibly robbed. People are terrified.The son of a rich family, Su Wen, has never encountered such a monstrous thing at his age, he was terrified, and was thinking about how to buy his life with money, when a black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The person who came was not a bandit like everyone thought, but a young man in a black suit.

The young man dressed as a scholar behind Su Wen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't seem like you are a monster...Hey, my son, who are you?"

The black-clothed boy who had been silent all this time moved his eyes slightly, but it wasn't responding to the scholar who questioned him, but Su Wen who was still squatting on the ground.

"You are Su Wen, right? The Su family showed me the portrait... I'm here to save you."

Su Wen jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, speechless with excitement.

The black-clothed boy acted as if he hadn't seen it before, and lowered his head, reached out and turned over the heavy copper lock on the prison door.

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