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Waking up from his sleep, Ximen Chuuxue stepped out of the room and walked into the courtyard with the sword he never left.

The evening breeze was blowing, blowing his snow-white clothes, and the white clothes were flying, like a fairy descending to earth.He held the scabbard in his left hand, held the hilt steadily in his right hand, and slowly drew out the extremely sharp sword.

The blade of the sword reflected his cold and deep eyes.He closed his eyes, recalling in his mind the realm of the way of the sword that he had comprehended in his dream - no sword.

The feeling of being connected by blood came from the sword. He was immersed in this feeling, and every breath was in line with the most natural law. He seemed to have integrated himself into this world, and every bit of his body was clear. imprinted in the mind.

He also easily captured the strange fluctuation in the air.He clasped the hilt of the sword tightly with five fingers, and suddenly drew the sword out of its sheath. The sharp edge of the sword stabbed at the place that made him feel abnormal with a murderous aura.

When the sword failed, Ximen Chuuxue was slightly taken aback, as if the fluctuation was just his illusion, but before he could take back the sword in the future, he felt that the fluctuation had changed places.

That wave stayed in the mid-air farther away from him for a moment, and then disappeared, even if he sank into that ethereal state again, he couldn't detect it, as if the owner of that wave had already left.

The bright moon hangs high, the stars are dotted with silver lights, the night here seems to be no different from that world, but this is indeed another world, the language that I don’t understand, the rebirth of Gong Jiu and Wu Ming , the Excalibur in his hand, and that dream are full of unsolved mysteries everywhere.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the gleaming sword in his hand and pondered.Everything he has encountered recently seems to be related to this divine sword, and to the original owner of this divine sword, Gong Jiu.

Suddenly, the blade let out a clear weeping sound, and an ice-blue sword light shot out from the blade, and shot straight towards the rooftop.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the sword light, just in time to see a ray of purple light colliding with the sword light from the Excalibur, a burst of weak sparks burst out, and then disappeared without a sound.

"Gong Jiu?" Ximen Chuixue looked at the rooftop intently, and found a somewhat familiar figure in white passing by on the rooftop, and disappeared... "Sure enough." Gong Jiu sat on the steps under the rooftop with her head bowed Look at the burn mark on the tip of his index finger.

That attack just now finally made him certain of one thing, something he never dared to believe.

His accompanying artifact has completely regarded Ximen Chuuxue as its master. Even if he still has a contractual relationship with Xuewu and can control Xuewu, as long as he does something that is not good for Ximen Chuuxue, his artifact will be destroyed. Will counterattack him.

How incredible!What is the difference between Ximen Chuuxue?

Gong Jiu took a deep breath of the cold air, feeling the burning pain from his fingertips.

In fact, as early as the beginning, Xue Wujian had followed him along the seal, but since preventing him from killing Ximen Chuuxue, he had already noticed it.

He used Wu Ming's intelligence network to monitor Ximen Chuuxue, wanting to know how the other party controlled his artifact.

However, after years of observation, he found that Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have no idea of ​​Xue Wu's existence, let alone control it deliberately.

However, Xue Wujian followed him recklessly as if possessed by a demon.

Why does my own artifact care so much about a mortal.Gong Jiu couldn't figure it out, so he had to attribute it to the fact that Ximen Chuuxue's devotion to the sword made Xue Wujian have a good impression of him.

A cool feeling surrounds the fingertips, reducing the burning pain.

Gong Jiu escaped from her thoughts and looked at the thin white mist surrounding her fingertips.

That was the power of faith transmitted by Xue Wujian through the contract. At this moment, this power is rapidly healing the damage caused by the backlash just now.

"Woooo!" Xuewujian's cry came from the soul contract, making a whining sound, as if she was acting like a baby.

"I won't take another shot." Gong Jiu felt that Xue Wu was full of apology, and her eyes flickered slightly.It's useless even if he makes a move, but if someone else or a god makes a move, it has nothing to do with him.

Xuewujian let out a brisk and joyful sound in his mind, and he returned to calm.

"In this case, I will help you." Gong Jiu stood up, condensed the power of faith on his fingertips and flicked to the ground not far away, the unconscious blond man... the red river flowed endlessly.

On the bank of the Red River, the army of Xitai collided with the army of the Gaxiuga tribe, and there was a sudden sound of killing, and there were endless swords and swords.

Army combat is completely different from the previous battles between the rivers and lakes in that world, and individual bravery has no effect at all in the battle between the two armies.

Wu Ming was wearing a simple chest armor, standing on the chariot, holding a bronze long sword tightly in his right hand, and holding the rein in his left hand, staying behind the army, watching the fierce battle ahead, his eyes glowing with excitement .This is his first time on the battlefield, close contact and participation in the war.

"The situation seems to be a little bad!" Kailu, commanding the chariot at the front, cut down an enemy soldier rushing in front of him again, and turned around to shout at his subordinates who were separated by the enemy army.

Originally, the army of the Kashuga tribe was not as good as that of Xitai. Before the battle began, they thought it was an absolute victory.

However, after the battle started, they discovered some abnormalities. It seemed that the confidential information of the West Taiwan Army had been learned by the enemy, and their formation and all plans were under the calculation of the other party. Their Western Taiwan Army has already fallen into a disadvantage.As the coach, Kailu was even heavily surrounded by the enemy.

"As long as anyone stands in my way, no matter if it is an enemy or a companion, I will kill it!" Seeing that Kailu had been surrounded by several chariots of the Gaxiuga tribe, a bald man supported by four horses The chariot pulled rushed towards Kailu, and the surrounding Kashuga chariots left the chariot and scattered around, keeping the bald man far away.

idiot!Wu Ming saw what happened in the front from behind, and he spat in his heart.The information was passed on secretly by him, in order to get rid of Kailu through the hands of the Kashuga tribe.

If Kailu was besieged by the Kashuga tribe, no matter how strong he was, he would inevitably be defeated and die. In order to create this opportunity, he took great pains to transfer the troops around Kailu away without revealing himself.

But he really didn't expect such a great opportunity to be destroyed so easily by this idiot.Now his only hope is that this idiot really has the strength to kill Kailu on his own.

"Ah!" "What is this!?" Just as Wu Ming was staring nervously at the duel between Kailu and the bald head, there was a burst of noise from the edge of the battlefield.

He hurriedly looked up and saw a man dressed in white, holding a sharp bronze sword, and riding a white horse of great horse into the battlefield.

"Gong Jiu!" Wu Ming called out the man's name in shock, then raised his hand and rubbed his eyes fiercely, then looked at the man, and then continued to rub his eyes desperately until his eye sockets turned red. Stopped and had to accept the reality.

It wasn't that his eyes were dazzled, what he saw was real, Gong Jiu really appeared on this battlefield.

"How is it possible?!" Wu Ming's lips trembled, his fingers trembled in the direction of Gong Jiu, and it took him a while to calm down.

He remembered that just a few days ago, Gong Jiu was still attached to the body of the blond man named Ulusi, why he had only set off with the army for a few days, and Gong Jiu had already returned to his body.

I don't know if he will have a chance to return to his body.

While Wu Ming was still shocked by Gong Jiu's appearance, Gong Jiu had already rushed to the center of the battle between the two armies on horseback, heading towards Kailu and the bald head.But where Gong Jiu passed, the Gaxiuga army was in chaos, leaving behind a large number of corpses and unmanned chariots.

At this moment, Kailu and the bald head were fighting each other with their weapons in their hands, and the two swords intersected, making the piercing sound of gold and iron clashing.

The big man was physically strong and powerful. Kairu had lost a lot of physical strength because of the siege just now, and he was injured and suppressed by the bald head.

Seeing Kailu who was shaking a bit due to exhaustion, the bald man laughed wildly and raised the sword in his hand high, and slashed at Kailu fiercely.

Gong Jiu, who was already in front of them, rushed in front of them with a dozen horses, raised the sword in his hand, and led the bald-headed sword to the empty space, then turned his wrist, and stabbed the bald-headed sword with a backhand chest.

Pooh!As Gong Jiu's sword was pulled out, the bald head's blood spurted out from the wound, pouring on Kailu's head.At this time, Gong Jiu had already hid to one side on his horse, avoiding the baptism of blood.

"Thank you, Kailu, God of War for your rescue." Kailu, who escaped from the catastrophe, wiped his face vigorously, and saluted Gong Jiu to thank him.

As a Westerner, he couldn't quite tell the faces of Easterners.He only saw Gong Jiu dressed in white, with black hair and black eyes, and a cold face. He had never seen Ximen Chuuxue before, and he couldn't tell the difference between the two, so he mistook Gong Jiu for Ximen Chuuxue.

Gong Jiu flicked the blade of the sword, shaking off the blood on it, put the sword back into the sheath, responded lightly, and rode his horse towards Wu Ming who was behind.

"Brother Jiu, why do you want to save him QAQ? I finally figured this out." Wu Ming complained to Gong Jiu who walked up to him with tears in his eyes.

"You don't know why?" Gong Jiu's eyes swept over Wu Ming lightly, and the contempt inside was clear at a glance.

"Don't make QAQ, please explain." Wu Ming looked at Gong Jiu with tears in his eyes, as if if you don't explain clearly, I will cry for you.

The blue veins on Gong Jiu's forehead twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at Kailu who was dealing with the aftermath in the distance, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "The princess has already locked Xili into the prison of the temple, I don't think she will... ..."

"Why leave a handle on a dying person." Gong Jiu snorted coldly, pulled the rein and turned the horse's head, and walked slowly into the distance: "I will leave the rest to you. Drag Kairu here."

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