The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

It was a long dream, but when I came to my senses, it was actually just a flash.

I was a little stunned, and couldn't tell who I was for a while.Is it Yin Fushu?Is it Mu Zhiluan?

No... I am Crow Nine.

I found myself kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, panting heavily, as if I had just experienced a nightmare.Many memories that belong to me and that do not belong to me are intertwined with each other in my mind, making me a little dizzy.

I raised my head and saw Yin Fushu who was staring at me obsessively across from me.In his eyes, a tear actually fell.

"Zhiluan..." He reached out and touched my cheek, as if confirming my existence.I pulled his hand away, and slowly organized my thoughts, "So... the soul that made me form belongs to Mu Zhiluan? That's why I look so similar to him...why do you recognize me as he?"

"I didn't recognize you as him. You once said that you have spirituality after becoming a sword, because you have a soul from the beginning... Zhiluan's soul. You are him." He said it with such certainty, as if There is no possibility of questioning the same.He touched my clean left cheek and murmured, "Perhaps...it should be said that you are what he wants to be..."

I... am Mu Zhiluan?

It's strange, obviously I saw all the process, and obviously in Yin Fushu's memory, I also experienced joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys with that person named Mu Zhiluan who was very similar to me.But now, the name means nothing to me.

Even if my soul came from him, I didn't inherit any of his memories and emotions.I can't feel the hot emotion in Yin Fushu's eyes at all.

"Zhiluan..." He suddenly grabbed my shoulder with a sense of urgency, "The last question you asked...I..."

Before he finished speaking, I pushed him away.I stood up and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Master of the evil palace, even if what you said is right, I am not Mu Zhiluan. There is no medicine for regret in this world, and it is impossible to make a wrong choice again. He is dead, and I am me, not someone's substitute. You There is a reason for insulting me, and you are kind to me, so I will be bitten by a dog. From now on, you and I will owe nothing."

After I finished speaking in a cold voice, I walked around him and opened the door.But suddenly my arm was pulled.

Turning his head, he saw his shocked and anxious face, "Where are you going?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, isn't there a place to stay?"

I withdrew my arm and walked out.The sorcerer and Qi Xing were both outside, watching helplessly as I grabbed my body and walked out of the room.Bei Yang suddenly trotted to follow, "You want to go?"

"correct."

"It's better to observe your current situation for a few more days." He said hesitantly.

I raised my eyebrows, "Why?"

"Before breaking the curse, I didn't expect that the blood curse of Lord Jijianling was different from other people's... Others died directly, but he used the power of the blood curse to absorb the spiritual power of the evil palace master, adding The resentment of thousands of wronged souls, together with his own soul, was cast into your sword. So his soul did not enter reincarnation... Now that the blood curse is broken, you will be affected to some extent."

I looked down at myself, "No effect? ​​I'm fine."

But as soon as I finished speaking, I remembered Yin Fushu's previous memory recovery, and my spiritual power was stagnant when he ran away, so I couldn't resist him.

Speaking of which... at that time, my embarrassing appearance wouldn't have been seen by this half-witted wizard and Guardian Qi Xing...

"You are fine now, but I'm afraid that the backlash effect will appear bit by bit..." He sighed in embarrassment, "There has never been a case where the caster of the blood curse survived before... I don't know it will what happened."

"Maybe there are no side effects. I don't even worry about it, why worry about it." I escaped from my arms and threw the kit that the nymphomaniac gave me, "Oh, yes, this is what you want. "

He was taken aback, "Is this for me?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? I don't want to accept it even if you promise me with your body." Besides, it's not mine at all.

"Crow Nine!" The little beauty Qi Xing also ran over.In Yin Fushu's memory, her domineering Queen's aura made me more and more impressed with her. When I saw her, I had the urge to kneel down and call Her Lady Queen...

"What... what..."

Qi Xing looked at me with those watery bright eyes as if begging, "Please stay... These years, although he doesn't remember the palace lord, he has also had a hard time... He has always been treated by this... Tormented by a lost memory. Now that he has finally found it, please, leave him a memory."

I listened, but suddenly a wave of anger welled up.

Damn, haven't I been unlucky enough these two days?

Originally, I just wanted to repay the nymphomaniac for helping me so many times before, but in the end, not only was he inexplicably raped, but now I also have to bear the backlash of the curse.Now she wants me to comfort his palace master?

When I was taken advantage of? !

"Beauty, first of all, do you remember what kind of bird you were in your previous life? I don't remember either. The previous life is the previous life, and it has nothing to do with the present. Your palace master committed suicide by forcing the person you like to death. It has a dime relationship with me." Is it? Back then, I was thinking hard not to let me be born, but now I’m messing around with my past life lovers, thinking I’m the heroine of a Korean drama?”

Qi Xing couldn't answer, and looked at me with that expression of a dumb man eating coptis.

I spread my wings and soared into the sky, and plunged into the distant sky.I lowered my head and saw the blurred and mottled land, connected to the end of the world.I suddenly didn't know where to fly.

Now I have no master, no friends, and I can't go back to Shushan. Where else can I go?

From the time he had his spiritual consciousness to now, he has never felt so hesitant.The clouds and mist in front of me are like a emptiness in my heart, I can't get rid of it, I don't know how to go.Should I, like the bitter plum sword, find a place to sleep and wait for the next owner?

But... when I think about it this way, I feel very uncomfortable.

Is it true that we will never see that person again?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt numb all over my body, stagnant spiritual energy, and the familiar sense of loss of control caught me, and my body fell from a height of [-] meters like a broken thread.I melted into the sword, but still couldn't lift my strength, the whistling wind in my ears was like howling from hell.

Will I be broken if I fall from such a height?Will it disappear?I vaguely felt a little scared, but suddenly felt a nine-color cascade descending from the sky, grabbed me, and took me to glide on the breeze for a while before stopping.

It's Yin Fushu again...

As soon as I landed, I flew away from his palm and shouted impatiently, "Why are you following me!"

He smiled as gorgeously as before, as if nothing happened between us, "Whoever followed you, just dropped by."

In such a short period of time, how did he transform from the state of bereavement to the current state of being a normal person?What about the sad and guilty eyes that were agreed upon?

I rolled my eyes, "I said, I'm not Mu Zhiluan!"

"I know." He answered very smoothly, with a look of indifference.

This kind of attitude is like saying: You can deny it casually, but I think you are anyway.

I really want to slap him...

I turned and left, and he followed ten paces behind.If I stop, he stops too.

I couldn't bear it anymore, "You're a fucking soul! If you follow me, believe it or not, I'll kill you! I even killed Bai Ze!"

He looked at me intoxicated, "Little Yaya, I just like the way you curse."

...Why is he still so shameless after recovering his memory?

"Yin Fushu, I'm already very tired and I don't want to make trouble anymore. How can you get out?" I asked softly, 'gently'.

Probably because the disgust on my face was too obvious, his bright smile froze for a moment.After a while, he lowered his eyes slightly, "I'll only be with you for three days, and I'll leave naturally after I'm sure how serious the backlash from the Blood Curse is."

I've only seen a nymphomaniac pretending to be pitiful, but I've never seen him really look so pitiful like an abandoned puppy...

Damn...how come his memory is more cute than before...

He said for three days, I didn't care about it, and walked aimlessly in the direction of the border between Jiuli and Huaxia.I don't know where I want to go, and I still can't let go of Shushan in my heart.

What does Shushan look like now?Has it been destroyed?

How are Dan Zhu, Po Jun, Long Yuan and Jiao Ling doing now?Will the master treat them well?

What about other sects?Have they heard of the fall of Shushan?

Master... what is he doing at this moment?What is he thinking?Does he feel pain, as sad as I am now?

Has he ever thought, even once, where am I at this moment?

I was lying on the treetops, and countless questions that I didn't want to think about but emerged uncontrollably went around.Suddenly, an unexpected sharp pain exploded in my head, as if something was about to fall apart.I lost my balance, fell from the tree, and was caught by Yin Fushu without any surprise.

I screamed and rolled around on the ground, but I couldn't relieve it.Yin Fushu hugged me hard, but it only made me want to break free even more. An indescribable frenzy and desire to destroy everything seemed to explode from my skull!

In the frenzy, I was dying and dying, and I let out a terrifying roar that I couldn't recognize myself.The nympho's face was blurred in my field of vision, and I longed for the taste of blood, so I bit down on it.The fragrant blood poured into the throat, and the pain was slightly relieved.

I looked up to the north, somewhere, and felt something calling me...

It was in a tower...

I'm going to that tower... there's a... there's a stone sculpture...

The stone sculpture suddenly opened its ice-blue eyes, burning with the ice and fire of hell...

I jumped into the night sky and rushed to that direction like a madman.Until I felt a vine tightly wrapped around my waist, an obtrusive figure in a floral robe tried to stop me.

no one can stop me... i'm going to that place...

"Crow Nine!!! Wake up!!!"

I shot out waves of outrageous spiritual power from both hands, and attacked the nine-colored deer that was in the way...

No... I can't kill him...

He is an important person... the most important person I have seen since I was a child... no... this is not my memory... who is... who is occupying my body? !

At this moment, a familiar numbness started from the fingertips and quickly spread to the whole body, and the severe pain hit again.I'm in a mess.

When I woke up the next day, I thought I was just having a messed up dream.But when I saw the scene of ten miles of scorched earth, broken trees, and no grass growing, I knew it might not be as simple as a dream...

The nympho looks quite glamorous, but the clothes are torn in a few places, and there are deep teeth marks on his neck.He was sitting cross-legged, as if resting.

That tooth mark must have been bitten by me...

After hearing my movement, he slowly opened his eyes, but when he looked at me, he was slightly suspicious.That look is very strange.

"You're awake." He smiled wryly, "Fortunately, I followed you, otherwise you would go crazy, maybe Huaxia wouldn't have to worry about Jiuli, and you could take the pot away with a single sword."

"How can it be so exaggerated..." I was also a little scared, oh my god, do I really have such great power?

Why don't I know?

If I had been so awesome early in the morning, I wouldn’t have been abused by my master to become a scumbag. I would have simply turned over as a serf and sang, raped my master, and imprisoned me in various ways. A group of little cheap swords rebuilding Shushan and so on, there are not so many things behind...

The premise is that this ability will not be uncontrollable from time to time like last night. When it is powerful, it is like a volcanic eruption. When it is not guaranteed, the limbs will suddenly become weak and unable to move...

"By the way... isn't the power supposed to be weakened after suffering the backlash?" I stood blankly in the wilderness, and not even a whole tree was seen around.The mountain was bare, as if it had been ravaged by a wildfire, "Are you sure this is me?"

He was also a little hesitant, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "Your aura last night was indeed a bit strange, it was different from your usual... Do you still remember the decisive battle with Bai Ze at the end?"

I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples that were still dull and aching, "Of course I remember...that was the only time I was used by Lihentian Buddha..."

For the first time on the battlefield, he faced the Demon Lord who trembled for the whole of China. What he held in his hand was the Brahma Sword that could cut through the world's magic soldiers.As for me, I am just a stunned young man who was only born seven years ago.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, but I see the master, that is, Lihentian Buddha, who holds me calmly in his hand, and gently twists the rosary in the other hand, as calmly as if he just came out for a walk after dinner Same.I thought, maybe this Demon Lord is a strong outsider, but he just looks scary...

I also remember Bai Ze's appearance clearly, without a trace.At that time, he was facing us in human form, his whole body was enveloped by pure white holy light, behind him a pair of huge and beautiful wings fluttered with the gust of wind, and his ice blue eyes swept over me at will, which made me feel timid.

I have to admit that Bai Ze's magnificence can only be compared with the Heavenly Emperor of the Da Luo Heaven Realm... How could such a noble and holy god be the chief culprit for the devastation of the Chinese people in Lihentian Buddha's mouth?

At that time, I didn't understand complicated things.I only know that what Lihentian Buddha said is correct.What the master asks me to do, I must do.The master said that I can defeat him, so I must defeat him.No matter how strong he is.But in the end, how I and the master defeated him, and what happened afterward, was a mess.

The nympho listened to me, his face was puzzled, "Zhiluan once said that the sword made by using the blood curse to sacrifice the soul has a very strong evil spirit, and it needs to be soaked in the holy spirit for seven years before it can suppress the demonic nature. Yajiu... Could it be that you fell into the devil's way for a short time? But if that's the case, how did you recover later?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know... maybe I'm better."

The nymphomaniac stood up abruptly, and said decisively, "You can't go on like this. Your situation is too strange, and recently your own sword energy has been unstable, and it's like crazy to chop whenever you see someone. You should come back to me first." Exorcising evil palace, otherwise let you outside, I don't know what kind of trouble will be caused."

Hmph... It's better to say that I'll chop everyone off... than you can go up on anyone...

"I dont go."

"Don't go."

"You are not my master, you can't control it."

"If I don't care about you, you might run away and fly to your real master." He deliberately emphasized the word master.When I heard it, I froze.

Last night, I really wanted to go back to Shushan desperately and like crazy... If the nymphomaniac didn't stop me, I really don't know...

I struggled for a moment.It stands to reason that so many messy things have happened between me and the nympho, I really shouldn't owe him any more favors.But what he said also made sense.

After thinking about it again, it's his business that he is willing to treat me as his long-cherished old lover and tries hard to make up for me, and it's not that I forced him to think so, why am I bothered?