Be a heartthrob in the Shura field

13.0

Because of the unexpected, Tan Yu frowned.

In the eyes of the two people beside the bed, this pale and beautiful face seemed to have some emotional fluctuations, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to people.

Jing Kefeng felt it was a pity.

Running out of time.

He said, "Tan Yu, it's time to go."

After finishing speaking, he carried Tan Yu off the bed and threw a magic weapon out of the window.

Tan Yu was taken out by him, and then turned to look at the other Jing Kefeng. If they were not wearing different clothes, he would not be able to tell the difference between the two.

Jing Kefeng, who was dressed in white, was by his side from the beginning to the end, looking at him intently, seeing him turn around, took the cloak and put it on him, and said, "Is it cold?"

His attitude was as natural as if it wasn't the first time they had met.

Tan Yu was puzzled: "Do you really think I am another Taoist partner of yours?"

Jing Kefeng still had that scrutinizing look in his eyes, "I know you are a sword spirit... someone else's sword spirit."

"You don't want to go back to your master, do you?" Jing Kefeng continued, "I can help you."

Tan Yu ignored him.

If this continues, he will be robbed by these people, snatched from the hands of one sword cultivator to another sword cultivator's room.

Thinking of this, he wanted to draw his sword and stab the white-clothed Jing Kefeng in front of him a few times to make him calm down a bit.

[The same is true in the original book, which is quite reasonable. Strong people have more or less desire to challenge evil things, not to mention that you are an evil thing that has no second share in the secret realm. 】

'The original book only mentions that it is an evil sword, but does not say that it is a sword spirit. '

[Don't worry about this kind of thing, this story will end soon. 】

The system appeases him.

The three left the house in the deep mountains and soon arrived at a more remote place.In fact, the original book did not mention the scope of the secret realm. Tan Yu guessed that the entire secret realm might be bigger than he imagined. If the monks were too far away from the exit, they might not even have time to go out when the secret realm was closed.

This secret realm only existed for five days.

On the fifth day, a swordsman discovered the exit of the secret realm and left this chaotic mirror world first.

For Tan Yu, he also had to go out to the secret realm, and he couldn't be trapped here.

He sits on the carpet and recuperates his meridians. His spiritual power flows through his body like a knife. He has reached the limit after several rounds of circulation. He feels weak but full of spiritual power. The whole person almost collapsed.

He changed back into the form of the sword blade, and fell to the carpet with a bang.

Tan Yu opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of a young man sitting in the opposite chair. He didn't know when he arrived. Jing Kefeng, dressed in white, stepped forward and picked up the evil sword on the ground.

Even facing a sword, Jing Kefeng looked at him carefully as before, and asked, "Who sealed you in Huzhou?"

"I don't remember." Tan Yu said to him, "The other you are not here?"

"Yes, someone is coming outside, and he is blocking it."

Jing Kefeng said.

Tan Yu didn't expect them to come so quickly: "Now?"

"It's not just the people you know outside, many people have learned about the rumors of the evil sword, and they want to snatch it."

Jing Kefeng's hand lightly caressed the blade of the sword. The silver sword was flawless, a murderous sharp blade, the rumored evil weapon of the Lord Devourer... Now it fell into his hands.

Tan Yu's gaze followed him into the outside of the house. At this time, the formation on the ground was filled with black mist, dyeing the day like night.

In that darkness, Jing Kefeng held his sword alone to meet the outside attack, the sword light and flames set the whole forest on fire, and Tan Yu saw several familiar faces.

"Which side are you on?" Jing Kefeng in white asked him.

Tan Yu's voice was still very cold in the sword body: "Don't even stand."

This group of monks who entered the secret realm were almost all the tops of various sects.

Tan Yu observed Jing Kefeng's counter moves, and was eager to try for a moment.

Only a few of these masters who are on the stage have played against him. I don't know if there will be a chance to fight with them in the future.

Perhaps it was because of the change back to the sword body, Tan Yu's consciousness was immersed in the black iron, and he was a little fuzzy. He heard some voices that seemed to be calling from the depths of the sword body... There was a force in the dark reminding him He, he is an evil sword, and now it's time to backfire.

Tan Yu felt extremely weird for a while.

Those voices... seemed to be the consciousness of the world bewitching him.

Before outside the secret realm, he had never had such a hazy feeling, as if he was indeed an evil sword that took pleasure in devouring the Lord.

[It's a bit strange. 】

[Because this is a small world created by world consciousness?The effect on you is more pronounced.Even if you are a character who has awakened self-awareness. 】

Tan Yu felt strange, and suddenly turned into a human form in the next moment.

He has to get out of here.

Jing Kefeng was standing in front, and was about to step forward, so he looked over and asked, "Who do you want to help?"

When Tan Yu's sword struck him, Jing Kefeng immediately realized his answer.

He doesn't help anyone, and he doesn't want to be anyone's sword.

Fighting broke out in the rear, and the monks in front were busy dealing with Jing Kefeng's sword and formation. Suddenly, another Jing Kefeng in white was fighting with a young man, and the situation changed suddenly.

Some people also noticed that this young man who used an unfamiliar sword technique was clearly the former sword spirit, a once famous sword Heipou, originally Suo Shuyue's saber, and now it was in his hands.

Tan Yu held the sword in his hand, and every blow was extremely fierce. He found a gap and jumped out of the formation. This formation was only aimed at those monks who tried to enter, and it did not prohibit Tan Yu from entering and exiting.

Everyone saw the young man in black flying out of the formation like a butterfly, and lightly landed on a piece of gravel. The place outside the formation was brightly lit, and everyone could clearly see the pale and indifferent face. With a young face, long black hair like ink was lifted by the wind, like wings growing from behind.

This is the sword spirit that is rumored to be able to counterattack its master...?

Many young monks were stunned suddenly, vomiting blood from the shock of the formation and the sudden and intensive attacks.

Tan Yu's body has not fully recovered yet, the sparring just now has made him almost exhausted, and he needs time to rest, he is lingering in the crowd for Suo Shuyue's figure, suddenly a young man rushes in front of him, his eyes are full of hostility And anxiety, burning like fire on his face, only softened a little when he saw him.

Suo Shuyue stepped forward, involuntarily grabbed Tan Yu's arm, frowned and said, "Let's go."

He came here to talk about Yu, and not with complicated purposes like others. Some monks came here to attack Jing Kefeng after hearing about the tragedy at Xiuxiu Mountain, and they also rushed for the magic weapon and secret books in his hand.

Suo Shuyue is not interested in these at all, and he might watch them for a while on weekdays, but now he just wants to take Tan Yu away and hide them.

Seeing that the sword spirit's complexion was as pale as paper, and his whole body was hot, his heart suddenly tightened, he hugged him in his arms and walked away with the sword, ignoring the uproar of the people behind him.

Tan Yu leaned on him, closed his eyes, opened them again, and asked, "Where is Hong Zijin?"

"He's at the bottom of the mountain." Suo Shuyue was dissatisfied immediately, "Why did you ask him first?"

Because if Hong Zijin is present, the subsequent plot will become troublesome.

Tan Yu thought this way, and responded without explaining, and closed his eyes sickly because of sleepiness, and closed his slender eyelashes.

Suo Shuyue saw that the young man in front of him seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, so he didn't ask any more questions, he bent down and hugged the person in his arms tightly, his heart was beating extremely fast, just now when he saw Tan Yu's figure leaping out of the formation, he immediately Withdrawing the sword move has no intention of fighting, just want to bring people back and leave the secret realm completely.

In order to get away from this place as soon as possible, he drove the sword under his feet to go down the mountain quickly, and he arrived at the place where he and Hong Zijin parted ways before.

As soon as Tan Yu opened his eyes, he saw a swordsman with blond hair and white clothes coming towards them from a distance.

The man's hands were stained with blood, whether it was his own or someone else's, the hem of the white clothes was also stained with blood.He stared at Tan Yu's face, slightly loosened his frowning brows, and said, "It's time to leave the secret realm."

Because of the chaos and cannibalism in the secret realm, there is no order at all at this time.

Not only them, many monks who came here with great interest were also looking for an exit.

Tan Yu heard their discussion.

"Jing Kefeng destroyed several famous sword cultivators on the mountain...one of them was his senior brother."

"He committed evil deeds on the Cultivation Mountain, and now he is committing crimes in the secret realm..."

"I don't know about the incident at Xiuxiu Mountain, revenge. But why today? It is said that he snatched an evil sword, and was killed by the young master of the Suo family and snatched it back."

"Jing Kefeng will definitely snatch it back, I heard that the eldest lady of the Yun family also wants that sword..."

"How did I hear it was for a beauty?"

"That's an evil sword! All the sword cultivators who have bonded with it will greatly increase their sword power as long as they use it, but they all die in the end..."

"My evil sword didn't bite me back."

Suo Shuyue hugged Tan Yu's shoulder and whispered to him, her voice was lazy.

Tan Yu was paying attention to the movement in the forest, and when he heard this, he replied, "It's coming soon."

Suo Shuyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you really going to bite me back?"

"you guess."

Tan Yu is perfunctory.

At this time, a few monks suddenly shouted in the distance.

Hong Zijin's eyes stopped on Tan Yu, and then he came back to his senses, looked at the screaming place, and said, "I'll go over, you wait here."

After all, his figure quickly disappeared into the forest.

Tan Yu and Suo Shuyue were staying near the downstream of a river, the air was filled with steam, and the river was gurgling.

Tan Yu caught a glimpse of someone's footprints by the river, it seemed that the monk just passed by here, and the stones by the river were stained with blood.

No one around.

Suo Shuyue approached him boredly as usual, twirled a strand of his black hair and wrapped it around her hand to play with.

He has always had a youthful air, which is not consistent with the calmness of an adult man like Hong Zijin, and is more sharp and exposed.

[Although you hate being robbed, but the following plot is mostly like this. 】

[In addition to the hero they mentioned, Yun Hongbi, the villain boss will also appear. 】

Just as Tan Yu was about to answer, he suddenly heard that calling voice again.

No sentences, just a few intermittent words, as if stuck during playback.

That voice was telling him to pull Suo Shuyue into the illusion and make the other party's life worse than death.

Tan Yu bit the tip of his tongue, feeling not sober.

[It seems that the plot time has come, and the consciousness of the world is controlling you. 】

Tan Yu pressed Suo Shuyue's troubled hand in annoyance, and took a step forward by himself.

The distance between the two suddenly became very close, and their breaths were almost intertwined.

Suo Shuyue stared at this thoughtful face close at hand, and saw that her sword spirit seemed to have something to say.

He waited patiently for a while.

At this time, the mountains and fields are noisy, there is gurgling water in my ears, and occasionally there are a few noisy shouts.

What did Sword Spirit plan to say to him.

a while.

"You have misunderstood before, but they are actually right," Tan Yu said in a calm tone, "It is inevitable that the evil sword will attack the master."

Tan Yu's words were in line with his usual personality.

When we met for the first time, Jian Ling looked calm and indifferent... Even though his face was pale due to injury, he was keen to speak sentences that were close to declaring war and provocation.

Suo Shuyue was surprised, but also faintly itchy about his sharp appearance.

He raised his eyebrows: "So, are you going to bite me back?"

"You should stay away from me."

Otherwise, if it drags on, he might not be able to make Suo Shuyue fall into an illusion.

As Tan Yu spoke, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

Suo Shuyue thought he was joking for a moment.

The beautiful sword spirit is standing on the bank of the stream, holding the saber he gave as a gift in his hand... Even the whole person belongs to him.He had heard stories about being backlashed by evil swords, but he never felt that Tan Yu could treat him like this.

However, at the next moment, a gust of sword wind suddenly hit his face, and he dodged subconsciously. The blade pierced his shoulder, and blood spattered all over his eyes.

"why?"

Suo Shuyue gasped and raised her eyes to stare at him.

There was a sword formation at his feet, clearly blocking him from going forward.

He covered his scar and looked towards the opposite side, Tan Yu stopped near the stream, looked at him from a distance, frowned and said, "Don't come near me again."

After finishing speaking, the boy jumped up like a light black sparrow and left lightly.

【Suo Shuyue doesn't know that she has escaped a catastrophe. 】The system sighed, 【He must not be able to understand why you hurt him now, he treats you as a human being, but in this world, you are an evil sword born to devour the Lord... Maybe this kind of fate is for him Also cruel? 】

Tan Yu looked down at the blood on his hand, the glaring color made him wake up a little.

Can't stay in the secret realm for too long.

His body was exhausted, and he flew to another hilltop with Yujian, and sat under a tree to rest, looking at the bustling crowd in the distance.

[There seems to be no place to hide here, ] the system is worried about him, [Are you okay? 】

Tan Yu didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter. '

Not long after, a knife flashed in the distance, and a young man with blond hair and white clothes was walking quickly through the bushes to approach him, asking, "Why are you here, Suo Shuyue isn't with you?"

Tan Yu raised his head and glanced at him, realizing that Hong Zijin didn't know.

He said truthfully: "I just stabbed him with a sword."

Hong Zijin immediately realized that this was Xiejian's reaction to bite the master, and couldn't help staring at him for a moment with complicated emotions.

He has always known the danger of the evil sword.

Even though Tan Yu is now sitting sickly under the tree, with his hands folded in his sleeves, his robe dragging to the floor, his thick long black hair scattered on his shoulders, covering half of his face, he is a pale and sickly fragile sword spirit... ... He is also an uncontrollable spiritual consciousness who can backhand hurt his master at any time.

Hong Zijin's previously suppressed emotions slowly emerged in his heart, he bent down, gently touched Tan Yu's face, and said to him: "You shouldn't do such a thing."

The sword spirit in his palm frowned slightly, and pushed his hand away: "This has nothing to do with you."

"You can't stay here."

"Where can I go?"

Tan Yu asked him.

A thoughtful expression appeared on the man's calm face.

Tan Yu suddenly tightened his waist, and the young man in front of him had already bent down, hugged him in his arms without any explanation, looked down at him, and said lightly: "Let me take you out of the secret realm first."

After Hong Zijin finished speaking, he got up and jumped to the top of the tree, and looked down for a while.

Tan Yu still remembered Hong Zijin's dangerous speech before.

The evil sword should be locked in the warehouse... shut up and never seen.

The man took him to a cave and settled him down, poured a pill from a bottle, and fed it into his mouth.

Tan Yu sat on the rock, held the pill in his mouth, looked down at the ants on the ground, and soon became drowsy due to the effect of the medicine, and was about to fall asleep.

He suddenly saw a shadow protruding from the entrance of the cave. He thought it was Hong Zijin returning from the outside, but when he looked up, he saw Suo Shuyue walking towards him with a sword.

The young man approached him slowly, knelt down, raised his face and looked carefully, with complicated eyes: "Did Hong Zijin hide you here because he thought I would kill you... But, you did hurt me." It's hard."

As he said that, Suo Shuyue lightly smiled and said, "Do you have to make it up to me? At least go back with me."

The frail sword spirit was sitting on a black stone at this moment, with eyes downcast, looking at him blankly, even though he looked weak, he still had this cold expression on his face. With a faint light, he said coldly: "You can dream."

Suo Shuyue touched his face and smiled at him: "Your temper..."

Tan Yu didn't talk nonsense with him, he took out the sword in his hand and slashed at Suo Shuyue.

This is what Hong Zijin saw when he entered the cave.

The two were fighting in the narrow cave, sword lights and sharp shadows were everywhere, the shattered stones were scattered like stone rain, and the whole cave was crumbling.

Tan Yu fought fiercely with his sword, his body was stained with blood, he jumped up and landed in the shadows like a bird lightly.

Hong Zijin looked at him for a while, then drew his knife out of its sheath.

It was very quiet in the mountains, and Hong Zijin could even hear the boy's short breathing.

He lowered his eyes, raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed at Suo Shuyue.

Suo Shuyue hugged Tan Yu and dodged to the other side, raised her eyebrows and said: "He is my sword, Hong Zijin, you are going too far, you want an evil sword at this time?"

Hong Zijin looked calm: "He has turned against you, and now you have no contractual relationship. You are not in good condition now, and he is more suitable for me."

"But I'm not going to give him up to you."

Suo Shuyue sneered.

Tan Yu listened drowsily to the conversation between the two and the sudden sound of swords, and suddenly felt a little bored in his heart.

... He should behead all of these people after recovering his spiritual power, maybe this will stop it.

As he thought about it, swords had been clashing in the cave, and the sword light and flames illuminated the cave like daytime.

It also attracted others.

A trace of red water chestnut suddenly wrapped around his arm like a snake.

Tan Yu looked out, and saw a tall woman in Tsing Yi and two young men who looked like maids.

Yun Hongbi.

The phoenix eyes above her veil smiled at him and asked, "So where is the evil sword?"

The red fine cloth, like a rope, was wrapped around Tan Yu's hands and waist bit by bit, and slowly tightened, like a slender red snake slowly climbing up his body

Tan Yu grabbed one of the ends, and Hong Ling seemed to feel something, and quickly wrapped it around his fingers, then slid down and stretched into the sleeves and neckline.