Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2511:28:24字数：3338

Half a year has passed since I traveled to the West.Hongyu keeps improving her swordsmanship, hides her identity, and helps people to do things to get money just to survive.As he walked, he inquired about the news that the Qingfeng tribe had been wiped out.

She is afraid of the night.At night, I can always dream of the smears of red figures hanging from the beams of the house, like banners calling for souls, accusing the injustice of the innocent tragic death.At this time, Hongyu always jumped up, sweating and trembling all over her body, unable to sleep all night.

She bit her lips tightly and told herself, don't cry, don't be weak.

After all, young and alone.There is more or less known in the rivers and lakes that there is a mysterious and beautiful woman with extraordinary sword skills and wandering around.Many people rushed to see her peerless appearance.

It's a pity that Hongyu's heart is dead.

Finally, in a small inn in the west, Hongyu, who was wrapped in a black cloak, heard two people behind her tell the source of the Qingfeng tribe's tragedy.

Those two people were both citizens of Dayao, a powerful country in the west. Dayao was rich and powerful, capable of conquering and fighting, and annexed small neighboring countries all the year round.When talking about Zhan Han, the mighty and mighty leader of his country, the young man seemed to be full of admiration, but the old man sighed.

"Even if you are powerful, you shouldn't be miserable. For that kind of reason, you should destroy the whole family! If you go on for a long time, you will be punished!"

"Grandpa said...could it be Qing Feng who was destroyed half a year ago?"

The teacup in Hongyu's hand was frozen, she held her breath and listened quietly.

"It's that tribe..."

"The annexation of the tribe is really the law of the jungle, why did grandpa say that?"

"Hey, what's the law of the jungle, the ration dispute is nothing more than that, I just happened to hear that Qingfeng's girl is beautiful, so I want to take her back...Kill all Qingfeng's men..."

"What!" The young man was taken aback.

Ruby's hands were trembling.

"Then why... when the leader and the others returned, they didn't bring a foreign woman with them?"

"I heard from people who secretly went to see it later that although the women in that tribe were soft and beautiful, they were as fierce as fire. Seeing their husbands and grandchildren being slaughtered, every family closed their doors and refused any conditions offered by Dayao. What's more terrifying is that, Every woman, old or young, hung herself on the beam of the house wearing red clothes that night... Probably, they would rather die for jade than be a ghost and not let Dayao go..."

Hongyu didn't listen to the rest of the conversation, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from her tightly clenched palm.

Finally sneaked into Dayao one day, and approached the leader in the middle of the night.He tried his best, but the leader of Dayao was not very human, he was extremely powerful and agile, and many soldiers besieged him, and Hongyu was caught.The leader of Dayao pulled down her veil, and finally saw her face clearly by the light of the fire, slightly surprised.

"Ms. Qingfeng??"

The surrounding soldiers were in an uproar: "How is this possible!"

On the contrary, Zhao Han became excited. "Miss Qingfeng really lives up to her reputation! She was able to break into my tent by herself. I didn't expect that she has such abilities besides her beauty! It's a pity...you won't be allowed to stay!"

A dagger stabbed straight at Ruby's snow-white and slender neck.

There was a flash of white light, but before Zhanhan could react, a burst of poisonous smoke billowed in, he felt his hand loosen, and when he looked again, Hongyu had disappeared.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Damn it!"

The night was like water, on the vast plain, Hongyu stared at her rescuer in shock.

She is a woman in her 30s, with a scar on her left eye, yellowish skin, and eagle eyes.The two swords on the back glowed green under the moonlight, which should be poisonous.The woman looked at her coldly.Hongyu thought of something, and hurriedly bowed her knees to salute.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

The man looked at her coldly.

"...Do you know that if a young woman is caught, it will be more painful than death...?"

Hongyu's heart was not calm yet, another layer of cold sweat gushed out from her back.

"Excuse me... Your honorable name?"

"Xiao, just call me Mrs. Yan."

Hongyu has heard a little bit about it, that Yan possesses unparalleled swordsmanship, a mysterious killer in the Western Regions, who wields a pair of poisonous double swords, and the reward is very high.

……

Hongyu could no longer remember, this was the first time she came to ask Xing to teach her swordsmanship.Yan is not easy to get along with, and she is arrogant and arrogant. She vowed that her sword skills will never be passed on to the outside world.Hongyu begged countless times, but she didn't know that she had other plans, but she was still moved, so she softened her tone and proposed conditions.

"If you voluntarily sacrifice yourself to the sword, I will definitely help you avenge you. With Yao's power, if you want to avenge yourself, this is the only way."

"Voluntary... to die for the sword?"

Hongyu knows very well that Yan is a person, and she must have a plan. Although Yan is not bad, she will definitely not do things that are not good for her.

In order to succeed in revenge, no matter what the price is, one must bear it.

Yan said: "Surrender your body to the sword and become a sword spirit. In this way, the two swords will have supernatural powers from the beginning. I will help you kill your enemies with blood."

Sword spirit... Hongyu knows a thing or two, she firmly believes that Yan is not someone who does not keep her promise, she has created her own unparalleled swordsmanship, and she must also want a sword spirit...

At night, Hongyu had mixed feelings of sadness and joy.The joy is that she can finally comfort the souls of the whole family, and the sadness is that her life is about to die.In the end, she calmly opened the bundle, and took out the gorgeous dress her mother sewed for her to celebrate the maple festival. The fiery red dress fluttered, the emerald jade ring pendant, and the golden belt light ring.Gently brushing her black and thick long hair, pairing it with the jasper-ringed horizontal hairpin her father gave her... tap her vermilion lips.

After a long time, I dress up again, maybe the last time.

The person in the mirror has a handsome appearance, picturesque eyebrows, and the vigor and beauty of a young woman all over her body.It's like the day when she is going to get married... She seems to be able to see her parents behind her, happy and reluctant, and her younger sisters surround her, excited and curious...

Hongyu closed her eyes and shed a long tear.

According to Yan's instructions, she found Sifu in small villages in northern Xinjiang, who was the last descendant of the legendary Longyuan tribe's technique of casting sword spirits.

Si's father was very surprised by Hongyu's visit. The beautiful young woman in front of him knelt down at the door and explained her visit calmly.

Although Father Si understood Hongyu's hatred, he also deeply regretted her.He had dealt with Yan when he was young, and he knew that this man was cold-blooded and only had a sword in his heart.She avenged Hongyu, and she must have a high request—let Hongyu be her sword spirit.Sword spirits are rare, and people with outstanding swordsmanship in ancient times are proud of possessing sword spirits.

If not voluntarily, Si's father would not want to perform the art of soul-forging sword again.A long time ago, in order to fight against the heavens, the Longyuan tribe invented the blood-smeared array, that is, to use magic to forcibly take out the three souls and seven souls from the human body, inject the life soul and four souls into the weapon, and become one with the weapon. Once the weapon has spirituality , then possesses supernatural powers, and the infused souls and four souls still have memories. After practice and grinding, they can freely change forms and are immortal.

However, the separation of body and soul is not a pain that ordinary people can bear. If the will is not firm, it means death in vain or being swallowed by the sword, causing memory confusion and mental breakdown.Those who die for the sword have no reincarnation at all, neither alive nor dead.Even if you have spiritual consciousness and a spiritual body, you will not grow old.But when the two swords are damaged or eroded by the years, they will disappear into the world as wild souls and cease to exist.

Therefore, the Longyuan tribe loves to use young children and people with hatred to make swords. Young children do not have much emotional memory in the world, so it is very easy to integrate with the sword, while people with hatred are often determined and powerful.So in order to forge the sword, I did a lot of cruel things...

Helplessly, Hongyu has made up her mind.

That night she made it clear that she was willing to die for the sword, but she did not want to recognize Yan as the master.

Yan's complexion darkened, and he was annoyed, so he put forward the second condition, Hongyu must protect her descendants from generation to generation, until the two swords are destroyed, or her descendants do not need her.

In fact, this kind of condition is tantamount to an endless bondage, even more harsh than being her sword spirit.Hongyu understood, but she would rather be bound than be used by Yan.Hongyu admires Yan's sword skills, but she doesn't want to follow her whole life.

Father Si lamented her integrity, and told Hongyu that the blood-smeared battle was extremely painful, unbearable for ordinary people, and he couldn't describe it. After seven days, she began to forge swords. Before that, Hongyu could still go back on her word.He said earnestly: "In a few years, the cold will be nothing more than a handful of loess, but what's the point of you doing it now?"

Hongyu raised her head, full of determination and determination.

"Hongyu, I don't want my enemies to be at ease in this life, and my clansmen can't hold grievances for no reason. Hongyu also doesn't want to see that nightmare's red soul-calling banner again. Although she is alive... she is still dead..."

Father Si sighed, "Sword spirits shouldn't exist."

Seven days later, Father Si took out the two forged swords and showed them to Hongyu. They were as thin as cicada's wings, and the iron was cut like mud.Since ancient times, there are swords first, followed by sword spirits, but Father Si forged a pair of double swords for a sword spirit.

Hongyu was grateful for Si's father's kindness, and hoped in her heart that she would repay her in the next life.

These two swords will become another her, and when her revenge is avenged, she will keep her promise to go back and protect the descendants of Yan.

I can't forget the pain of the soul being torn away from the body, like the flesh is gradually separated from the bones, the headache is severe, the internal organs seem to be pulled apart by life, and gradually I can't see, hear, or feel anything Surroundings... She only remembered that her consciousness gradually became blurred, her body was gradually lightened, and the sword stove was raging in front of her eyes... just like the fire that turned the corpses of the tribe into smoke and dust that day.

The people and things I have seen before are constantly reappearing in front of my eyes, and the scenes flashed by. ...She saw herself sitting on the roof of the yard at home again, and the family members were busy...

Finally, it is completely dark and boundless...

After a long time, she opened her eyes again, feeling her body was extremely light, she jumped out lightly, and saw the ancient sword with dark red aura sleeping peacefully behind her.In the light of the marble table, she saw red streaks growing on her smooth forehead and the corners of her eyes, which looked like forehead makeup.

Father Si stood on one side, obviously a little tired.

"You have become a sword spirit." There was no joy in his tone: "Your thoughts are really strong——Ancient Sword Ruby."

Today... is the end, and also another kind of eternal life.

People who can reincarnate in the world have heard that those who are obsessive and affectionate are unwilling to give up the reincarnation of their partner.Hongyu thought to herself, luckily she doesn't have anyone to be attached to...it's too late.

This life is gone forever, although I have regrets, but I have no regrets in my heart.

Everything in this world has a price.

She knelt down and worshiped Sifu deeply, she was extremely grateful and kept silent.

Si's father closed the sword box, handed it to her, and said, "Protect yourself well, maybe... I will never see you again. I am the last inheritor of Longyuan's sword casting skills. Don't waste too much or lose it."

Hongyu opened the door, and the starlight poured down. She stared at the sky full of stars, and suddenly felt a different feeling, hopeful, and relieved.

Father Si's voice slowly sounded from behind, sighing and sincere.

"Girl, if your wish is fulfilled, let's let go of everything and start again. There are still things to pursue for thousands of years. Next time, please don't...torturing yourself so much..."

Hongyu smiled slightly, nodded lightly, merged into the silver light all over the sky, and just left.