The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 94 About the Ghost Emperor's Strategy

How could it be so unlucky!

First, he was seen through his identity by the usher, and had to rush the duck to the shelf to take over the battle situation and deal with the troublesome ghost emperor.

Barely relying on the prophecy of Tianbang and Lu Yao's combat power, he racked his brains to make a number of four or six.

Waiting for death, waiting for life, waiting to wait until the pearl covered the dust and came back, but she did not lose her success and retreated back to be her Daoist.

As a result, the slightly relaxed last mission accidentally capsized.

Not only did she expose her true body in front of Qing Shuangluo, but even the family treasure, the Veil of Variations, which was used to change her destiny, was chopped to pieces so that it could never be repaired.

The dignified princess of the Ming clan.

Boasting to Haikou, he said that he would be able to easily control the Southern Ming Realm, and then win the best living environment for the Mingzu whose resources were running out.

Now even the small goal of dominating the Southern Ming Realm that was initially set has not been achieved.

Hundreds of years were wasted in vain.

How can she have the face to face the elders in her hometown, how can she have the face to enjoy the adoration of her lovely sisters!

His eyes were darkened, and his mind went blank.

The purple-bearded Daoist who is shaking all over... No, or should she be called Qingming Wushui?

In short, the purple-haired girl who was holding the fragment of the light tulle dress suddenly had a thought in her heart to kill Ji Xue first and then kill herself by cutting her neck.

It's all her fault...

It's none of her business if others pretend or not, gossip is fine and it destroys the magic weapon.

Are you sick in your head?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Qingming Wushui, who was spitting fire in her eyes, looked terrifyingly ferocious, while her rationality was also terrifyingly calm.

The people of the Ming clan are naturally good at calculating, and because of their racial ability, they have almost instinctive control over their emotions.

The word impulsive has never belonged to them.

That Ji Xue who is suspected to be in the late stage of neurosis is very strong, even stronger than the ghost emperor Bai Muya who is so strong that she can hardly calculate.

It's just an out-of-the-box monster.

If you really want to make a move, you will be killed instantly.

He understood this reality at first glance, and Qingming Wushui, who had shed his clumsy disguise, naturally couldn't seek death.

As a result, the eyes of the eldest princess of the Ming clan, who had been turning back and forth, gradually moved to Qingshuangluo, whose face was full of shock and couldn't close her mouth.

Ji Xue is not a talkative person, and has nothing to do with the righteous way of Nanming Realm.

Even if there was a chance that she would publicize it, not many people would take what she said, who is unknown, seriously.

As long as you can kill Qingshuangluo here...

A thought arose, and the killing intent condensed into a faint light between the fingers, but it dissipated in an instant.

No way.

Although it is not impossible for her to do something for the great cause of the Mingzu, it can be seen that Qingshuangluo has a lot to do with the swordsman.

If you act rashly, there is at least a [-]% chance that you will develop into a situation of one against two.

The risk is simply too great.

Pursing his lips in confusion and lowering his head, Qingming Wushui, who had repelled his murderous intentions, unexpectedly caught sight of a sharp sharp edge of one foot.

The pure snow sword was tightly attached to her neck.

As long as the person holding the sword hilt is willing, the blood-stained flower can be easily kissed away with a little force in the hand.

The pupils contracted suddenly.

Qingming Wushui immediately retreated a few feet away, flickering like a ghost.

"The sound of the sword that buries goodwill always reveals the obsession to provoke killing."

Cold light entered the eyes, and Shuangxue asked to kill.

The dead silence that weeps like a mourning song under the moon spreads silently in the extremely cold ice field.

The swordsman, who was engulfed in snow and snow, slowly retracted his sword and held it horizontally in front of his chest, as if there was no one else around, and wiped the edge of the snow sword with his fingers, covering it with a layer of stunning crimson.

"The hope of thirsty death, the end of the deep and bloody afterglow, the most poignant and beautiful sound in the world, I don't hesitate, but you don't dare."

In a word, it clearly shows the position.

Unfeeling is also affectionate.

Wanting to kill Qingshuangluo, who is equivalent to her own child, in front of her, this sharp sword that only kills will definitely not sit idly by.

If it wasn't for Qingming Wushui's quick awakening, he would have obediently reincarnated long ago.

"..."

With a pale face, Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the Ming clan, fully understood that she could not please her today.

No way is no way.

Just like the admonition passed down from generation to generation.

In the face of truly extraordinary power, no amount of thinking and struggling is useless.

"Forget it." Spreading his hands helplessly, Qingming Wushui showed a bitter smile, and said to Qingshuangluo who was still in a daze, "As you can see, Qingming Wushui is a woman."

Female, female...? !

That guy Zibeard Daoist is actually a woman...? !

The amount of information is simply too great.

Qingshuangluo, who was unacceptable for a while, could not help but glance at her somewhat flat chest.

What, it really is a joke.

Junior brother, isn't he just a man with a feminine look! ! !

"What are you thinking about again?" Covering her chest with her hands, Qingming Wushui frowned angrily, "It's true that I'm a girl, I just developed late."

No, no matter how many years old it is, it is impossible that it has not developed yet!

It's better to wake up quickly and recognize the reality.

Nan Sixian, who was busy fighting against the ice, secretly complained in his heart, not realizing that he was not much better than her, the little earthbag...

"How is it possible! How could you be a woman!"

Even after hearing her admit it with her own ears, Qing Shuangluo still couldn't believe it, because——

"But on the day of the sect ceremony, I did see you and your female disciple doing that in the room? And..."

Listening to her counting her dark history one by one with her fingers, Princess Sewage feels ashamed and wants to dig a hole to bury herself.

Is this woman too idle?

Why don't you ask the immortals carefully, how do you know to spy on others every day? !

Even competitors should be ethical!

"Don't...don't count!"

Finally, when Qingshuangluo lowered her head and chanted about the special position, she was so calm that she couldn't listen anymore.

"It's all for the sake of pretending to be a bit like that. The book says that all men are like that. If I don't do it, won't I be seen?"

"Really? I always feel that you are very happy every time."

"..."

No, nothing to say.

It is undeniable that there is a special pleasure in bullying girls.

Apart from having to maintain that annoying masculine appearance, she really doesn't dislike the beauty of skin-to-skin dating.

Of course, it would be even more so if Lu Yao was under him...

boom!

Thinking of some discordant pictures, Qingming Wushui is different from the human race's pointed ears, which suddenly burnt red, like a red maple in autumn, refreshing the heart.

No, no, no, why did you think of that unlucky guy?

There must be something wrong with this.

Although her appearance is so provocative, so cute, and so desirable, there must be something wrong! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The chaotic brain began to work in overload.

Quoting the scriptures, archaeological investigations, gathering all the factors that may interfere with thinking together.

Leads, as always, to an incomparably precise conclusion.

but.

She can't accept it.

With flustered eyes, Qingming Wushui squatted down with his head in his hands, repeating the three words "impossible" rapidly in his mouth.

The calmness that the Mingzu were proud of collapsed again, unbelievingly using various inference methods, but the result did not change at all.

Because that's the correct result.

This reality nearly brought her down, but luckily someone's impatience played a role.

Indistinguishable white flashes.

The red-dyed Snow Sword was placed around her neck again, and the cold voice added a bit of danger: "Before the snow is scattered, please clarify the purpose of your trip."

The reason why Ji Xue would keep this foreigner who has a crooked mind about her things is actually because her natural spiritual sense felt that Lu Yao and the others needed to listen to the purpose of looking for them.

And Lu Yao, who was punished to lie dead with Nan Sixian, was still a long time away from being able to speak, so Qing Ming Wushui, who was still a little brainy, could only speak.

Xueluo was in a daze, and the cold blade was against the light.

Bits of jerky coldness quietly hung over his shoulders.

Qingming Wushui knew that this was the aftertaste of the melting snow sword in that person's hand, and at the same time, Qingming Wushui could also feel that his own surging vitality gradually died down with the slipping of the water marks.

But instead she breathed a sigh of relief.

With the clearly visible and huge threat to life ahead, certain things can be temporarily put aside and need not be thought about.

"Is such that……"

Abandoning the troubles and entanglements that disturbed the mind and God, and returning to calmness, the eldest princess of the Ming clan explained the truth deduced from the vague information in the Tianbang.

What Ghost Emperor Bai Muya wants to do is to destroy the Nine Realms and restore the original.

In order to achieve this goal, it is not enough for her to simply destroy the Nine Realms, that would be nothing but emptiness.

In order to truly complete the reproduction of the original realm, it is necessary to extract the origin of all walks of life before that, collect its core and absorb its essence to gain control of the will of heaven.

Then, here comes the point.

It can be known by relying on the information obtained from Mingzhu and Chenchen.

Before coming to Nanming Realm, the White Dusk Crow had seized the origins of the other six realms except the Hades and the Spirit Race.

As the center of the Nine Realms, the Nanming Realm, facing the eight great realms that are connected to each other, has the uniqueness of the eight laws.

Bai Muya, the ghost emperor who controls the origin of the six realms and surpasses the will of heaven, can be reborn with the help of the mysterious power contained in those places once he dies.

Therefore, when confronting her, six other people had to go to destroy her while she couldn't get away.

Ghost Sin Valley, Wutong Sea, Bodhi Rock, Yushang Desert, Yinyue Peak.

Regarding the five known Jedi, there are already suitable candidates according to Tianbang's prophecy: Nan Sixian (Ghost Sin Valley), Lu Yao (Singapore Sea), Zibeard Taoist/Qingming Wushui (Rain on the Desert)

The Taoist also sent a message the day before yesterday that she was persuading a suitable person from the Spirit Race to deal with Yin Yuefeng.

In this way, removing the Bodhi Rock and the unknown sixth place is almost complete.

Lu Yao and the others just wanted to inform Nan Sixian, and see if they could fool Jixue, an out-of-spec fighter, to deal with Bodhi Rock.

"The thing is roughly like this." Qing Ming Wushui finished speaking slowly, stared at Ji Xue and shrugged, "Anyway, you should think about it first?"

Well, it's a major matter that concerns the survival of the Nine Realms, even if she is as indifferent as she is, she wouldn't refuse it, right?

Unexpectedly, just when such a thought arose in her heart, she was slapped in the face by the still cold voice——

"Don't go."

Almost as soon as the words fell, they were followed by the word "Bu Qu". After receiving such an irresponsible reply, Qing Ming Wu Shui couldn't help asking loudly: "What did you say...?"

Didn't care about the contemptuous tone.

Qin Mo's beauty's gaze slowly fell with the falling snow, and the biting cold wind gradually ate away the residual warmth of the foam.

Stretch out your hand and pick up a few flakes of snow.

Obsessed with looking at its gorgeous beauty for a moment, it finally melted and disappeared sadly.

In the snowy world, the faint purple eyes are silently covered, and it is impossible to see clearly, what kind of thought is hidden in that decayed Shen Lu, which is like a dream.

as snow... as snow...

It was silent.

Until Qingming Wushui frowned and spoke again.

Only then did she turn around and dance lightly, creating thousands of ripples, and landed on the other's lips with her index finger, which could not hold even half a smear of snow.

"I said, I won't go."

The author has something to say: almost timed out...

This time, it can provide a lot of information in conjunction with the previous chapters, and Ji Xue has almost guessed something, so she will answer like this.