The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

The broken and chaotic scene, I woke up vaguely once, only felt the pain of bulging, and the heavy panting like a beast behind me, I don't know if it was sweat or tears falling on my back.The body was turned over, and a face plunged into chaos and frenzy was seen. The manju sawa-like pattern curled up made that devilish face even more seductive and gloomy, and it kept shaking in front of the eyes.I forgot whether I begged for mercy, but then passed out again after I did.

Deep in the gloom, I saw the moonlight sinking in the sea, and the lingering melancholy in the eyes of the phoenix made my numb heart throb.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a clean bed with a thick quilt covering my body.Surrounded by walls made of simple wooden boards, there are many bottles and jars with unknown uses on the wooden table, and there is also a incense burner burning some kind of medicinal herbal incense.It looks like this is Beiyang's room.

The whole body is sore, especially in one place, it is burning.But the body is very dry, even the clothes are clean.I froze for a while before remembering what happened before.

Yin Fushu... I'll fuck you! ! ! !

I tried my best to lift the quilt and help the bedpost to get out of bed. As a result, my feet went limp and I fell to the ground with a thump.The door of the room opened quickly, and a pale pink skirt floated in lightly. Guardian Qi Xing helped me up, with a concerned expression on his face, "Yu Jiu, why did you get up by yourself? Your...injury...hasn't healed yet." !"

I gritted my teeth and stared at her, "Where's Yin Fushu?!"

At this moment, Bei Yang also followed in, saw the medicine jar shattered on the ground, and howled in distress, "Ah! My golden silkworm Gu!!! You sword spirit can't be more honest!!! It was obviously done Can't even walk..." He didn't finish his sentence, because I broke his hair bun with a sword energy.He stared at me with a pale face, "You you you..."

I asked again viciously, "Where is Yin Fushu?!!!"

Protector Qi Xing looked at Beiyang in embarrassment and then at me, probably because he was afraid that I would run away if he said it.But I was worried that if I didn't say it, I would still go berserk.

In fact, she doesn't have to worry at all, as the wizard said, I can't even walk stably, at most demolish the house.

I am crowed, I have never suffered such a shame and humiliation in my life!And the person who insulted me like this turned out to be a nympho, my few remaining friends! ! !

The breath was unstable, the spirit qi swirled violently, and the medicine pots on the table were scattered all over the ground like raindrops. Bei Yang saved one and didn't care about the other, and quickly turned around and ran out, shouting, "Palace Master!! ! Get him away quickly!!!"

Almost instantly, another figure appeared outside the door.

"Guardian Qi Xing, you go out first."

Guardian Qi Xing looked at me hesitantly, "But..."

"It doesn't matter, you go out. Don't come in without my order."

Protector Qi Xing had no choice but to say yes, took a look at me, and went out.Yin Fushu closed the door and looked at me.

I didn't speak, because I was mobilizing my spiritual power, trying my best to heal the wounds of some parts of myself, as well as the mottled bruises and wounds on the surface of my body.

The nymphomaniac seems to have returned to normal, and the patterns at the corners of his eyes have disappeared.At this time, he looked the same as before, but there were some subtle differences.

Now he is just standing quietly, the surrounding air seems to have become more cautious, an invisible sense of oppression spread rapidly, and the original normal environment has also become solemn and sacred.

But the most different is the way he looks at me.

He walked over slowly and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to help me up.However, I suddenly gathered spiritual energy in my right hand, and punched him in the face with all my strength.He was knocked off balance by me, and his body hit the corner of the table, making a loud noise.

"Palace Master?" Qi Xing's uneasy voice came from outside the door.

"It's okay! Go away!" Yin Fushu shouted loudly.

His nose and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the noble blood of the purebred nine-color deer dripped on the ground, sinking into the dust.He raised his sleeve and gently wiped the blood on his face, then walked in front of me again.

Now that I have almost recovered, I grabbed his shoulders and punched him three times in the stomach.He didn't dodge or dodge, and abruptly caught my last blow that condensed [-]% of his spiritual power. His whole body flew out and hit the wall, but when he landed, he was supported by him with one knee. Kneeling did not fall down.But he seemed to hold back for a while, bowed his head and vomited a mouthful of blood.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, the main body flew into my hand.The dragon roared loudly, and I stabbed it with a sword.He closed his eyes, still not hiding.

My blade landed on his throat, piercing the surface of the flesh.

"You bastard!!!" I squeezed the words through my teeth.

He opened his eyes slightly, "I'm sorry..."

"Yes, you helped me over and over again, I am grateful to you. But you shouldn't insult me ​​like this!" I felt my eyes swell and hurt, and I didn't know if they were red. "I am a sword, a weapon, You can throw it away at any time. But I also have dignity! Why do you treat me like this?!!"

I roared at the top of my lungs, and thick sorrow poured out from the depths of my heart layer by layer, making my chest tight and it was difficult to breathe.

Fucking things happened one after another, and I couldn't even catch my breath.As soon as he was born, he was said to be possessed by evil spirits if he was too strong, and he was kept in the snow for seven years.After finally fighting side by side with the master to kill the big devil, he was somehow thrown into the sea. This was sealed for 500 years.After finally waiting for the next master, I thought I finally found a master who really treats me well and cherishes me. Not only did I hand over all my loyalty, but I even handed over all my admiration. In the end, I only got my master’s betrayal and a friend. One died, and he was abandoned again.After being rescued by Yin Fushu, I was laughing and laughing with him, but I thought I could just cover my ears and cut off my memory, and go on deceiving myself, and now I am humiliated like this by the person I trust the most!

The most annoying thing is, I can't kill him yet!

After all, he did everything in a state of confusion, can I kill him because of this? !

Is there a sword spirit more unlucky and aggrieved than me in the world? !

I don't know if there is a god who wrote the Book of Fate for Sword Spirit, if there is, I must pinch his neck and ask, what exactly did I provoke him, and ask him not to give me a moment of peace ! ! !

After venting, there is only a dark hole left in my heart.The howling wind poured in, only to hear a crying echo.

I put down the sword weakly, and looked wearily at the person who looked up at me obsessively, "Tell me, why? Why does the person in the painting look the same as me? Who is Zhiluan? What the hell am I doing for you?" Who took the blame?"

Yin Fushu shook his head slowly, my pale shadow was reflected in his purple-black eyes.

"Mu Zhiluan, the one who sacrificed to the Lord of Sword Ridge and cast you, is also... the soul of your sword spirit."

I snorted, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Yujiu, my curse has been lifted, and those lost memories have come back." He stood up against the wall, and smiled at me, "Do you want to see it?"

"Why should I watch... I just want to know, why should you..."

"Look, you will understand."

I watched him walk over slowly, gently holding my hand.There were bloody patterns spreading from the corners of his eyes again, and a layer of spiritual light glowed on his smooth forehead.My hand was pulled, and the moment my fingertips touched the spiritual light, I felt as if my whole body suddenly lost weight and fell into a white mist...

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Exorcism of the blood of evil spirits:

After the curse was broken, I kept thinking whether the encounter with Mu Zhiluan was already doomed after I saw the beautiful clothes made of my sister's fur with my own eyes.

I joined forces with Bai Ze to rebel against the Heaven Realm, even if there are gods like Yinglong in the Heaven Realm, but they have already lost their bodies, and they can no longer freely travel between the heaven and the earth like Bai Ze and I.Therefore, Tianjing felt angry about this war among mortals, but there was nothing he could do for a while.

One day in the sky, ten years in the world.When the high gods in the heavenly realm were discussing how to subdue me and Bai Ze, we had been galloping in the mortal world for 100 years.Bai Ze is immortal, the supreme being in the world, and even the Taoism of the mortal world is taught by him, and the cultivators in the world have no power to fight back against his rage.Until Lihentian Buddha came to the world...

Lihentian Buddha is well aware of Bai Ze's power, even his supernatural powers cannot subdue Bai Ze, not to mention that the Brahma Sword held by Bai Ze is the divine weapon of the ancient war god Yinglong. If you don't use a hundred moves, you will definitely be cut off.So he went to Jianjian Ridge with Daoist Taiyi, who had not yet ascended, and discussed with Jijian Ridge, who had the most unfathomable metallurgical technology at that time, to forge a sword that could destroy Bai Ze's immortal body.

Our demon's intelligence system has always been very developed. Even if you have a bowl of water in your hand, there are hundreds of thousands of insects that can be Bai Ze's eyeliner.The news of this sword casting cannot escape our intelligence network.But Jijian Ridge itself is blocked by an ancient formation that has been left over for hundreds of years. We have no way of ascertaining the situation inside the Ridge, and naturally we don't know whether the magic weapon that is said to be able to destroy Bai Ze's immortal body is really there.Bai Ze is very worried about this, because once his immortal body is broken, the morale of the entire Jiuli army will be greatly hit.Today's superficial prosperity of the Yaozu is entirely due to the blessing of Bai Ze's supernatural power. Without him, the few Yaozu whose weaknesses are firmly controlled by humans will be vulnerable to a single blow.

Naturally, I don't want to see the continuation of the tragedy that happened to my Nine Colored Deer family, and I don't even want to see Bai Ze, whom I respect and even love, suffer any harm. After all, I have already lost my family and I can't lose him anymore.At that time, I could sacrifice everything for him.

So I told Bai Ze, about Jijian Ridge, just leave it to me.

This is probably the beginning of all the mistakes.

I took off the nine-color robe, put on a cinnabar brocade dress, pretended to be a noble son, and drove around the mountains and rivers.Of course, this is not a real tour, just a show.I have already received news from the trees that the person I am looking for has just returned from Penglai Island.

At that time, there was a pear grove at the foot of Yixiang Mountain.Those pear trees grow very tall and big. In spring, as if a thick layer of winter snow has fallen on the hillside, the pear trees are piled up continuously. The fragrance can be smelled three miles away. On the sleeves, it will not disperse for half a day.

It was in that pear grove that I heard him play the flute.

He was wearing a crow-blue robe at that time, and his long blue hair hung down like the smoothest silk ribbons behind him, and the pear blossoms danced with the sound of his flute, kissing his clean and handsome eyebrows and eyes.There was a smile in his eyes, as if those falling petals gave him infinite happiness, even I, who was peeking at him, couldn't help smiling.

If it weren't for the obvious red birthmark on the left cheek, he would be a rare and handsome man.

At the end of the song, I clapped my hands deliberately.He turned around and saw me sitting on the tree, and I also saw the amazement in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

I've always known how irresistible my looks are to mortals, and seeing him make me blush, but I don't know why I get excited.

"Beauty, you played it nicely. How about another song?" I blinked at him frivolously.

As if stimulated by the word "beauty", he suddenly turned around in a panic, not letting me see his face anymore.

I turned around when I saw what he was putting on his face, it was half a simple mask.

"Hey, you look pretty good without a mask, why do you have to cover your face?" I held my cheek and looked at him with interest.

His eyebrows were raised on the other half of his uncovered face, but he didn't show any weakness, with a half-smile, "Hey, I haven't asked you for money for eavesdropping on someone playing the flute. You're still picky." of?"

Listening to the tone, it seems a little angry.

Is it because I saw half of my face?Or did he think I was mocking him?

I jumped down from the tree and walked towards him slowly with my hands behind my back, reciting in my mouth, "Snow is like skin and jade is like face, Fangchun is jealous with red eyes; I would rather die with the half-que bamboo song than marry the flirtatious to the east wind~"

Hearing this, he didn't blush and shy like a little girl or a young man who was molested by me, but he burst out laughing, "Young man, why are you still composing poems? I'm about to suffer from embarrassment. If you really like to listen to it, at worst, I will play another part, and you must stop praising me."

"Hey! I wrote a poem specially for you, and most people can't ask for it!"

"Young master is very talented, I will write it silently later, and have someone mount it, and offer it with three sticks of incense in the morning and evening, what do you think?" He asked me back with a mean smile.

Although this person is ugly and cheap, I can't get angry.

On the contrary, I kind of like the way he smiles.

So I pretended to be profound, "Let me think about it, if I don't want to recite poems anymore, just play two more songs and listen to it."

"What do you want to hear?"

"Hmm...Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song."

"I can't play such a fancy tune well."

"If it's not good, I have to blow it, or I'll start composing poetry."

"Okay, okay, can I blow it..."

That day I lay quietly under the pear tree, listening to the tune he played for a long time.The pear blossoms were all over the place, and I don't know if that memory was beautified by me. Anyway, looking back now, it's still so perfect.I almost forgot that I approached him with a cruel purpose.

"Hey, play the flute for me today, and I'll repay you with my homemade pear blossom wine?"

His eyes lit up, "Pear flower wine?"

I smiled at him seductively, "My pear blossom wine is the best in the world."

He said with a smile, "In that case, I will try this wine."

"So at this time tomorrow, shall we meet here?"

"A word is settled!"

Before I left, I looked back at him and smiled, "By the way, my name is Yin Li, what's your name?"

He smiled, the smile was as gentle as the pear blossoms of that tree, "Mu Zhiluan."