Xuanmen Little Ancestor

Nan Yan twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "No, at least I haven't seen it."

Two pairs of eyes full of thirst for knowledge looked at Rong Jiuxiao.

Rong Jiuxiao said calmly: "The four treasures of Xuanmen are all in the hands of my master. It is said by outsiders that my master does have a good sword in his hand. It is also a sword that can move mountains and rivers and change the world. What is the specific name, I have not asked in detail. However, Boss Nan said so swearingly that the Buddha Sword is in the hands of my master, I thought, you have evidence, so you can’t even recognize your own body, right? "

Nanyan: "..."

Nan Yan's mood was hard to describe in words.

He had been looking for Tianshui Yike for such a long time, and he believed that the Futu Sword was in his hands, but in the end, he was actually tricked by Tianshui Yike.

Luo Qinglian didn't know what to say, anyway, something must have gone wrong.

However, with the Futu Sword in hand, I have it in the world.

Luo Qinglian had long been interested in the Four Treasures of Xuanmen, and now she was holding the Futu Sword in her hand, so she naturally wanted to pull it out to have a look at this peerless and famous sword that has been passed down for thousands of years.

But when he pulled it out, the Futu sword didn't move, the scabbard seemed to be welded to it, and it was integrated with the sword body.

"What's going on?" Luo Qinglian tried again, but the result remained the same: "Boss Nan, your sword has not been used for a long time, is it broken by rust?"

Nan Yan twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "I have a contract with Chi Wu. In this world, only he can draw this sword. Others are not qualified."

Luo Qinglian didn't believe in evil, so she insisted that Rong Jiuxiao try it too.

Rong Jiuxiao pulled it out, shook his head and said, "The contract of life and death is recognized by the Dao of Heaven."

Nan Yan smiled, and just as she was about to put the sword in her arms, Duan Yunhe snatched the sword away.

Holding the sword in his arms, Duan Yunhe stared at Nanyan with a dark face, and said, "Didn't you say that you and this scum have terminated the contract?"

The meaning on the inscription is clearly that the sword spirit walked away with the sword in his arms, completely severed the oath with Chi Wu, and from now on, he will be separated from each other, life and death will not be seen.

Nan Yan was slightly taken aback, and said: "The contract has two sides. My side is indeed broken. Maybe he didn't agree."

Duan Yunhe was depressed, and said: "You sword spirit, you are too sloppy in doing things, and you are not sure about such a big matter."

Nan Yan said: "I was in a bad mood at that time, so I went back to Kunlun Xu directly. How can I care what he thinks? Well, it's been so many years, you don't have to worry about it, I'll see Open——can you stop hugging my body so tightly, those who don’t know will think you’re a hooligan.”

Saying that, Nan Yan reached out to get the Futu Sword.

He was holding the blade of the sword in his hand, and Duan Yunhe subconsciously grabbed the hilt, but all of a sudden, the Futu sword was pulled out.

In an instant, thousands of troops and horses galloped past everyone's ears, the sound of killing shook the sky, the north wind roared, the horns were battling, and the sounds of all kinds of swords, guns, axes, and swords clashed in front of them like a tide, and the boiling evil spirit and death spirit Soaring straight into the sky and bearing countless bloody sins, the Fubutu Sword reappeared in the world, the whole mountain shook violently.

Duan Yunhe was stunned, countless unfamiliar images flashed across his mind, but the emotion made him empathize.

Nan Yan's eye circles suddenly turned red, and she firmly grasped the hilt of the sword in her hand, gritted her teeth and looked at the stunned Duan Yunhe.

Luo Qinglian couldn't help but click her tongue, and said, "This is a bit embarrassing, damn it."

Although he had a vague guess before, when he was really sure that Duan Yunhe was Chi Wu, he still found it quite inconceivable.

That Chi Wu might have been an all-powerful hero before he was alive, after all, he was a great general commanding thousands of troops, not to mention calm and calm, at least he wouldn't be so funny, but Duan Yunhe's personality... tsk tsk.However, when he raised the knife to kill the owner of the tomb, he was quite imposing.

Duan Yunhe frowned, closed his eyes, and opened them a moment later, the scarlet inside was frightening.

"You..." Nan Yan squeezed her sweat and said, "Don't do this."

With a rough voice, Duan Yunhe put one hand on a corner of the coffin lid, stared at Nanyan with a frown, and said, "Do you know what was buried with you?"

Nan Yan subconsciously shook her head.

Duan Yunhe said slowly: "Two Wangyou lotus."

Nan Yan was stunned.

At the moment he was stunned, Duan Yunhe suddenly lifted the coffin board with force, and the ancient corpse that had been placed for thousands of years appeared in front of everyone. In this coffin, except for the corpse that looked like a living person, There are only the two Wangyoulian plants in his hands that are also immortal.

The forgetful lotus is bright blue and has nine layers in total. There is a red line in the center of each petal, like the red thread of Yuelao.

The ancient corpse was preserved by some unknown method, but it was intact, its fair complexion had the same elasticity as a living person, and its handsome face could vaguely be seen when it was alive.

Luo Qinglian glanced at the corpse, and then at Duan Yunhe, she could only say that good luck tricks people, the scumbag still has that handsome face after reincarnation, it shows that God is not kind to him.

Looking at his old friend's face, Nan Yan also froze for a moment.

Duan Yunhe's face was ashen, gloomy as water, and he raised his hand to pick up the two Wangyoulian plants, but the moment Wangyoulian left Chi Wu's hands, it turned into powder and disappeared completely.

Duan Yunhe turned around and walked to the shark oil lamp that had been burning for 3000 years, took out an unused yellow talisman, lit it, and strode to the grave with a sullen face.

"Hey!" Nan Yan stopped her mouth and said, "Don't..."

Before the words were finished, the burning yellow talisman fell into the coffin, and a big fire burst out, and the living corpse was burned to slag almost instantly.

Luo Qinglian was shocked, she couldn't help tugging Rong Jiuxiao's sleeves, and said, "This is a fucking werewolf, he even burned himself, it scared me to death."

Rong Jiuxiao nodded and said, "It's a deep blow, it's hurt physically and mentally."

Duan Yunhe glanced at Nan Yan, snatched the Futu Sword scabbard from his hand, inserted the sword body into it, turned around and left while holding the sword.

Luo Qinglian and Nanyan looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to figure out the changes in Duan Yunhe's mental activities for a while.

"He seems to be angry." Luo Qinglian said bravely.

"If you want to be angry, I should be angry, right?" Nan Yan was also a little confused, looked down at the burnt coffin, sighed, and said rather distressedly: "There is an antiseptic in Chiwu's mouth. The bead is a good thing, I wanted to take it out, but it was burned by a fire, and it was a pity that I died."

Luo Qinglian was startled, looked up at Nan Yan, and said, "Boss Nan, you saw Chi Wu's lifelike and handsome corpse, and that's all you thought about?"

Nan Yan took it for granted: "Then why not? He has been dead for so many years, no matter how good-looking it is, he is still a corpse. I can't think of carrying him out and taking him away, right? Besides, a living person is in front of me." ..."

Why is he still staring at the corpse?

Even if it is to see things and think about people, it is not such a way of seeing.

He was very rare about that bead, but he couldn't get it off his hands. After all, Chi Wu looked lifelike, and he was still his old lover. He was still hesitating whether to leave his old lover's whole body.

Well now, someone has made the decision for him.

That's okay, anyway, he kills himself, and saves him from having a psychological burden.

It was just this time when Yunhe lost his temper and it was scary. The aura of grabbing the sword just now made Nanyan think that he had robbed his wife.

Luo Qinglian hesitated: "So, he remembered the old Duan?"

Rong Jiuxiao shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, it's more likely to have some key memories, and it's too difficult to remember them all."

However, that memory alone should be enough.

Luo Qinglian couldn't help gloating, and said, "Oh, the old Duan scolded his mother very vigorously just now, and now I don't know what the idea is, Brother Jiu, you said that if I interviewed him about his psychological journey now..."

"Let me advise you to be kind." Nan Yan looked at Luo Qinglian without a word, and said, "Didn't you see that he was so angry that he burned himself just now? You go to provoke him again, just in case, in case he gets angry and cries What should I do?"

Luo Qinglian immediately showed yearning, and eagerly took out her phone.

Rong Jiuxiao had no sympathy at all, and said: "When you are angry and crying, use your mobile phone to record it. There will be no jokes at the dinner party in the future, so I will release it for everyone to see. Let him enjoy his heroic appearance once we have a gathering." .”

Nan Yan's expression was even more shocked, she looked at Rong Jiuxiao and said, "Jiu Shao, can you be a human being?"

Rong Jiuxiao said: "The main reason is that Luo Luo wants to see it. I treat Luo Luo differently than he treats you. I always want to pamper him and prevent him from being squeezed."

Nan Yan: "...Fuck me!"

These two dogs and men are here to show off their affection!

Nan Yan couldn't stand the atmosphere, so she called out "Duan Yunhe" and ran out.

Luo Qinglian shook her head regretfully, and said, "I can't take it anymore, I still can't bear it."

Rong Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Let's go."

………………

The question of the Xishan crack will be answered after this tomb.

The floating butcher sword in Chiwu's tomb is the root, maybe it was tired of staying underground and wanted to stretch out, or maybe it felt the sword spirit's desire for it, so the floating butcher sword came out of its sheath by itself and radiated from it. The miscellaneous qi that came out instantly opened a crack in the closed mountain body, and at the same time, all kinds of aura hidden in the sword body gushed out, forming a complicated and special environment in Xishan.

"Although it's a bit ridiculous, but the owner of the tomb really has such a great ability to prop up the entire Western Mountain by himself?" Zhang Qingxuan was quite confused, after listening to Luo Qinglian's vivid description of the three-time battle with General Chi Wu The script of a hundred rounds, said: "You guys, just killed that general?"

Luo Qinglian didn't intend to expose Nanyan's identity and the traces of Futujian, so she simply put all the blame on Chiwu - the Xishan crack was created by Chiwu's big rice dumpling running out of the coffin board, those complicated and rich The breath also came from Chi Wu's body.

After all, it is a millennium-old zongzi, so it can be justified if it appears a little bit, anyway, no one can pass this test.

The final result, of course, was that Chi Wu was set on fire by the master Luo Qinglian who descended from the sky, and the matter of the Xishan Earth Crack came to an end.

However, after everyone left the tomb, the crack somehow joined together again, and when Zhang Qingxuan went to look for it again, he was nowhere to be found.

Luo Qinglian sat beside Rong Jiuxiao, nodded and said: "Although Chi Wu is powerful, I am even stronger. He is not my opponent at all. Brother Jiu, what do you think?"

Rong Jiuxiao nodded naturally, and said, "Well, you are the best."