[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Birds don't fly in the poor desert, and the dream of thousands of moraine and thousands of mountains is still lazy.

Traveling through the desert during the day and night, the clouds are cloudy, the moon is dark, the wind is evil.

As far as the eye can see, there is endless yellow sand, and the sand is still hot through the boots. The sun is like fire, there is no cloud and no wind, and the heat wave is rolling in. Just breathing makes people feel like their throats are on fire. General pain.

It should be said that it deserves to be the place of death that countless people have talked about?

Chu Liuxiang smiled wryly, if his three girls hadn't been taken away by Heizhu, he wouldn't have come to this ghostly place and dragged his two best brothers along.Thinking of yesterday's well-intentioned rescue in exchange for an insidious sneak attack, leaving only a mere bag of water that was originally extremely scarce in this desert.The road ahead is vast, and the desert oasis is unknown, but he can feel that someone in this desert is spying on their whereabouts, full of malice.

Ji Bingyan led them to stop at a piece of yellow sand.

It was no different from any other place in the desert, except for the dead tree next to a pile of weathered rocks.

Ji Bingyan looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "This is it."

They began to excavate this sandy place, about ten times, about one meter deep into the ground. Instead of seeing the water source, they dug out a piece of blue clothes.

Chu Liuxiang was stunned, and said, "This is..."

Ji Bingyan frowned, discarded the digging tools, and dug down two or three times with her hands, revealing more and more blue material.Chu Liuxiang also frowned, and dug up again, and finally brushed off the yellow sand, revealing a handsome face hidden under it.

Hu Tiehua stared, pointed at the man with his eyes closed tightly, and said, "Why is there a dead person here?!"

Chu Liuxiang tried the man's breath, but there was no response. He couldn't help but shook his head regretfully, and said, "I'm not breathing." This desert is known as a place of death, and countless people die here every year. After getting lost in the desert, he died of thirst and was gradually buried by the wind and sand.

Everyone was silent. At this time, there was only one pot of water left on their bodies, which was barely enough to consume for two or three days. Coupled with the forces in the desert that were eyeing them, wouldn't this man's current ending be their tomorrow.

Chu Liuxiang sighed. He intentionally eased the condensed atmosphere, and said, "This man is really good-looking, but it's a pity."

Hu Tiehua frowned, looked at Ji Bingyan, and said: "There is a dead person in the underground water source you are referring to. This... is water dug out, but can it be drunk?"

"You don't need to drink." Ji Bingyan said with a deadpan expression.His gaze has been fixed on the clothes and accessories exposed among the yellow sand.He looked at the jade pendant on the man's waist, and murmured, "Strange..."

"What's the matter?" Chu Liuxiang leaned over, but saw Ji Bingyan pointing to the jade pendant and said, "This jade pendant is a high-quality warm jade, warm in winter and cool in summer, but the carving technique on it looks like the previous dynasty."

Chu Liuxiang also touched his chin and murmured: "Speaking of which, although this person has lost his breath, there seems to be something wrong."

Hu Tiehua looked at Chu Liuxiang with a pensive face, then at Ji Bingyan with a dignified face, and said, "If there is anything to consider, just dig him out." Hu Tiehua squeezed the two of them together On one side, he began to dig up the sand.

Chu Liuxiang frowned. In his opinion, if this person died, it would be better to have a place to bury his bones than to expose his corpse in the wilderness. After all, he didn't want to disturb the quietness of the dead.

Ji Bingyan shook her head and said: "There are many suspicious things about this person, maybe it has something to do with the people behind the two dead men."

Soon, everyone worked together to dig out the people buried in the yellow sand.

Looking at this young man with his eyes closed, everyone couldn't help feeling a little regret.

This is indeed a man with a very outstanding appearance, his brows are clear and bright, as bright as a bright moon, even though they have never met this man before, they subconsciously feel that this must be a noble and righteous knight.

He is wearing blue clothes, although Hu Tiehua is not good at vulgar affairs, but it can be seen that the material of the clothes is very good, even the fastidious old bug can't match him.But what surprised everyone was the huge sword slanted behind the man.

Ji Bingyan stared at Xiao Zuan who was faintly exposed under the rotten white cloth strip on the hilt of the sword, and murmured: "Ju Que..."

Xiao Pan stared blankly at the iron-blue sword with a black scabbard, subconsciously swallowed, and said in a dry voice: "People say 'the sword is called Juque, the pearl is called night light' , this...is Juque?"

Ji Bingyan nodded: "It is this sword."

Juque is a famous weapon in ancient times, one of the famous swords in the eight wastelands. It was cast by Ou Yezi, a great swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period. known as.It's just that this sword has been lost for hundreds of years, and Ji Bingyan only glimpsed the beauty of this sword in the sketches.

Hu Tiehua squatted beside the young man. He carefully looked at the pale face of the young man, and reached out to touch his chest before Chu Liuxiang stopped him.

Hu Tiehua was stunned.

His eyes were wide open, he turned his head to look at Chu Liuxiang and the others, and stammered, "He...he's still alive!"

Everyone: "..."

"This person is not dead!"

Everyone: "!!!"

Chu Liuxiang hurriedly felt the young man's pulse, and finally admitted that Hu Tiehua was right.

The young man did not die, but he temporarily closed himself with the technique of tortoise's breath.

Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

The Juque Sword Master must be an extraordinary person, and he would be a good friend after all.

Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua looked at Ji Bingyan, who had the most experience in desert survival, at the same time, but saw Ji Bingyan with a cold face, and said, "I'm not taking him with me yet!"

Hu Tiehua murmured: "Iron Rooster, you don't object?"

Ji Bingyan snorted, and said: "Even if you object, the two of you can come up with all kinds of excuses to bring this person. Forget it, this person..." Ji Bingyan warned, "Although he doesn't look like a bad person, but at the beginning Those two don't look like bad guys either. Don't let your guard down!"

Chu Liuxiang laughed loudly and said, "It's only natural!"

When Mu Xuanying woke up, she saw a sky that was as thick as splashed ink but dotted with bright stars.He moved his fingers, and his stiff body slowly regained strength.His gaze fell on the bonfire beside him, where three outstanding youths sat.There seemed to be someone not far away, but Mu Xuanying had no time to pay attention.

Apparently his waking up alarmed the three of them, and one of them, a young man in blue, walked up to him and asked with concern, "Young man, are you alright?"

Mu Xuanying stared blankly at the man, and it took her a long time to understand what the man meant in her chaotic mind.He staggered his gaze, cast his sight on the high night sky, and slowly recalled it with a sense of bewilderment.

Why is he here?

He remembered that after the Anshi Rebellion, he had been following Brother Yu... That's right, the outbreak of his Sanyang's dead pulse became more frequent, from once every six months to once a month. The symptoms of body chills and heart palpitations became more and more serious.That's right... Even if others refused to tell, he knew that his life would only be one or two years away.It's just that Brother Yu never gave up, seeking medical advice everywhere, and even wanted to ask the King of Hades to Tie Xiao Yao'er.

Before Xiao Yao'er entered the Valley of the Evil, he had the reputation of a medical fairy, and his medical skills were not inferior to Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.If he can join forces with the Medical Saint, he will be more sure about his illness.

However, the Xiao family and the Mo family are feuds, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.Brother Yu's Wangqing sword has achieved great success, successfully suppressing the poisonous blood curse seal, which even aroused Xiao Yao'er's jealousy.

Mo Yu was proud all his life, even if Mu Xuanying died, he would not want to see Mo Yu compromise, and sent him to the door to let the old man humiliate him in every possible way, and immediately uttered harsh words, if Mo Yu went to beg Xiao Yao'er, he would kill himself immediately.

After she said harsh words, Mu Xuanying lowered her head, not daring to look at Mo Yu's expression at that time.

From then on, Mo Yu never mentioned Xiao Yao'er again.

This time, Brother Yu bought the news from Yinyuanhui, saying that the eminent monk Duqi had appeared in Shule, the Western Region.The disadvantages of the body with three yangs and no meridians can only be solved by an expert who uses a Jiazi internal force to dredge his meridians.The Shaolin eminent monk Du Qi and the predecessor of Chunyang, Lu Xianren, are the only two masters in the world who possess the internal strength of a six-year-old.

Frankly speaking, Mu Xuanying, who has lived again, no longer cares about how long she can live.If there is no terminal illness that drags people down, he naturally hopes to watch brother Mo Yu for a long time.Even if Mo Yu didn't take him seriously at that time, it didn't matter, as long as he lived well.

He didn't expect that from the second time he jumped from Ziyuan Mountain, he would still be alive.

He didn't even think that Mo Yu would break through the shackles of the first level of Wangqing Sword Intent and restore his original feelings.

He thought that Brother Yu would not be sad even if he died, which is really great.But in that dilapidated house, he watched his Brother Yu sitting on the edge of the bed with a haggard face. Brother Yu, who was already the best candidate for the next owner of the Valley of the Wicked, bent down and buried his face in his hands. .Even though his body didn't have any other sensations other than pain at that time, he still clearly felt the scalding liquid falling into his palm, which made him burst into tears.

If he died, what would Brother Yu do?

Every time between life and death, he was thinking, in this world, in fact, whoever leaves can continue to live.Although Brother Yu has a slightly bad temper (Wicked Man Valley + Haoqi League + Neutral Camp: ==), but he is very good at martial arts, and he is proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting taught by Wang Guzhu. In the valley, even in the Haoqi League, there were many people who secretly admired Brother Yu, and the number intensified after the Anshi Rebellion and the two sides joined forces to resist the Spike Army.

Brother Yu is so good, there are always people who want to be nice to Brother Yu.

Even if there are ten years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, Brother Yu still has many, many ten years, and there will always be someone who will create better memories with him.

Beside Mo Yu, Mu Xuanying's position is actually not that irreplaceable.

He never said these words to Mo Yu, and he only kept them in his heart. Whenever he saw Mo Yu looking around for medicine, he wanted to say them, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

He knew that if he said it, brother Mo Yu would be very sad.

He hoped that even if he left, Mo Yu would still be fine.