The woman has not seen the moonlight for twenty years.
Her clothes were ragged, showing a rough red color in the dim light. The sword she held in her hand was very thin and light, like a long dagger. Her body was also very light, as if floating in an illusory sea water. , and the air vibrated as she passed by, and her water-like tracks were like long tail feathers.
She often believed that a woman's hatred was the easiest firewood to ignite.
She held the sword, and the scene she had seen countless times in her dreams reappeared in her mind.
Late at night, an old house, a fire, an overturned copper-glazed oil bottle, a broken railing, a pond engulfed in flames, a soldier holding a shield as high as half a man, standing guard in front of the gate with a wine gourd and his head tilted back to drink, his body like a hill The giant bearded leader.
This was a nightmare that she couldn't struggle to leave. In the nightmare, Shura was walking toward her in heavy armor. The fireworks rising into the sky in the mansion were swallowed up by his slowly walking figure. The broad sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. , the little girl hiding in the corner didn’t know whether the blood belonged to her father, mother, or other family members or servants.
She was so scared that she couldn't speak. Her heart seemed to be filled with ice. As long as she held it a little, the coldness would break through her heart and paralyze her whole body.
She looked at him with wide eyes, wanting to beg for mercy, but she couldn't say a word, not to mention that the person in front of her was an evil Shura ghost. How could an evil ghost understand human speech
It was a night you and she would never forget. The fire turned the sky red.
Amidst the sounds of fighting and screaming, the evil ghost walking towards him was obviously a very incompetent ghost. He stared into his big eyes, wondering if he was thinking of his daughter, but he only raised the knife and stabbed her. A scar was drawn on his face, and then he continued to move forward.
After the killer walked away, she was so nervous that she finally let out a breath. She ran towards the study, opened the ancient painting, leaned against it, turned over the wall, and ran into the secret passage.
Then she saw many corpses also displayed in the secret passage.
It turned out that the enemy had found this place a long time ago. There were father, mother, and brothers inside. They originally wanted to leave him and escape, but they escaped to the underworld first.
The black shadow seemed to be still shaking in the distance, and she couldn't tell whether she was pretending to be dead or really passed out. In short, she fell into a pool of blood.
She didn't know how long it had been since she woke up. She found that valuables had been removed from herself and the corpses around her, and she was so lucky that she could not imagine that she was mistakenly considered dead.
Then she walked out along the secret path, cried for a long time in the wilderness, and survived with all her efforts. A few years later, she tried her best to find the Visiting Immortal. Fortunately, she was spotted by the Visiting Immortal and worshiped in Yujiantian. Zong.
Her talent was beyond everyone's imagination, and she had entered the realm of longevity in her twenties. If not for the birth of Lu Marian more than ten years later, she would have been the most talented female disciple in the history of Tianku Peak. He was even considered to be the new peak master.
But she finally made a fatal mistake.
After entering the realm of longevity, her desire for revenge was too eager.
During those twenty years of practicing Taoism, she hid her hatred extremely well. She was well-behaved and sensible, but the half-face makeup she put on to cover up her scars made her well-behaved a bit scary.
But she was indeed obedient and never disobeyed her master. Even when her master almost became the sword madman who was the enemy of the whole peak, she did not leave. And all her efforts were for the fire in her memory.
She secretly investigated many things, and finally figured out the whole story, who her enemies were, and who those killers and cavalry were.
Many years later, those killers who once pressed down on her like a mountain, showing their claws and claws proudly, have now become ants at her mercy. She easily pierced their armor with her sword and sent them to hell one by one. The look of liver-gallbladder splitting and the feeble begging for mercy seemed to tell her that the killing gods who caused her whole world to collapse twenty years ago were just hallucinations in her memory.
Except for slaying demons, ascetics are not allowed to interfere in the life and death of ordinary people in the mortal world. Although she has violated the precepts, she is the pride of Tianku Peak. No one will criticize her harshly, and will even take the initiative to make things go away for her.
It's just that fate was too funny. When she was killing an old killer, she accidentally took another look. She saw the look in his eyes. Even after so many years, even if the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles at this moment, she still recognized him. That look.
That was the only look in the iron helmet that year, and it was all she could remember.
This look made her a little crazy.
Of course, the killer couldn't recognize her. He was pleading and said that his daughter was always bullied by her husband's family. If he died, she wouldn't know how much she would be bullied.
She couldn't listen, so her sword fell suddenly and cut off his head. Death without torture was a mercy to him.
With all her earthly connections cut off, she happened to lose her long life and enter the Purple Garden at this damn moment, and then was trapped in the inner demon tribulation. Then she lost her Taoist heart and became half-mad and half-awake. When the thunder came, she couldn't withstand it and was beaten to the point of death. Damaged and seriously injured.
She went crazy, she killed many, many people, massacred several villages, and became an evil ghost in the eyes of countless people. The only difference was that the crazy evil ghost never showed mercy and would only kill them all.
In the end, the sect master personally took action, interrupted her spiritual veins, dispersed her skills, and was imprisoned in the cold prison.
And during these long years, she was sober, and this sobriety brought pain. She regretted that revenge for twenty years. She couldn't understand that her father and mother didn't like her at all, and her brother always took advantage of her. Why should she be paranoid and seek revenge when she is being used as a punching bag
She had already become an immortal, and nothing in this world would ever be more important than herself.
A ridiculous revenge ruined her road and brought her a life of endless pain, so she hated everyone, hated her dead family, hated the ghost who spared her life, hated her master, hated the sect master, and hated everyone in the Yujian Tianzong. .
She stood on a high rock peak and simply recalled her life. Her life is like aged wine. It should have become extremely mellow, but when it was about to be opened, the dregs at the bottom of the jar swayed.
"Is that you?" She looked at the peak master's palace in the distance and slowly floated over.
The black shadow like water that gave her new life told her that the current peak leader is Lu Marian, and her talents and qualifications are very similar to her own back then.
So she wanted to kill her even more.
She never felt that any other woman was stronger than herself. Even the peak master of Xuanri Peak had only practiced Taoism for decades more than herself.
The shabby red clothes fluttered in the night wind, and the wind blew away her long hair, revealing her pale face.
She quickly arrived in front of the peak master's palace.
When she came to the front of the hall, she heard a strange sound coming from the peak master's hall. This sound made her murderous intent no longer concealable.
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In the main hall of the peak.
Ning Jiujiu was helping Lu Jiaoyou refine her body. His fingers on her vest were glowing with a faint golden color. The golden color was like electric light, reaching every thin thread that made up the white gauze, covering Lu Jiaoyou. The white gauze on her beautiful back was also dyed into a golden net.
And her lithe body seemed to be tightly wrapped by this net, like a trapped little animal, narrowing her shoulders and trembling in the net.
Ning Jiu could notice something strange about her body. Her body had never been so bright. The cold energy that had accumulated for many years dissipated in the Golden Crow. All the acupoints loved this light and absorbed it. , emitting heat and temperature, like suns scattered throughout the body.
Her purple garden is bright, and her Qi sea is illuminated like a golden elixir.
She felt that she was clearly wrapped in clothes, but she seemed to be seen at a glance. Although the scorching temperature was not real, it was a kind of burning in the Taoist realm. This kind of burning was even more unbearable. If there was no one here, she would probably He couldn't help but tear off his clothes and threw himself directly into the cold pool behind the Peak Master's palace.
At this moment, her toes were curled up and her body was as tight as a bow. She was holding on to her clothes with one hand and stroking her lower abdomen with the other, trying her best to fight against the dizzy feeling of burning in her body.
Lu Marry clenched her silver teeth, her eyelids closed and trembling. She suddenly felt that the skirt of the dress in her hand was so slippery, as if if it were heated a little more, the whole dress would melt in the light of the golden crow. Her fingers groped for her lips. In the meantime, he bit it gently, and the moist heat filled his onion-like fingers. The pain brought him a brief moment of wakefulness.
She calmed down little by little, and drew out a Lotus Sword Jue with her other hand.
She began to try to peel off the spirit, causing the main consciousness to fall into a coma, while the other consciousness was like an ignorant and indifferent saint, watching her changes with cold eyes, just like an official supervising the construction, looking seriously at the porcelain in the hands of the craftsmen. Or the casting of iron.
This process lasted for a long time.
Lu Marry suddenly felt that the coffin was clear, and the desire spawned by the burning sensation faded away in her mind like a tide. The sound of the waves gradually faded away, as if her body no longer belonged to her.
She is just a real sword and a statue of Guanyin sitting quietly. No emotion can match the slightest wave of mercy on her face.
She occasionally gained insights into the Tao realm, and by chance, she actually entered a new realm. She could feel that Ziting was really only one step away from her.
From Ning Jiujiu's perspective, Lu Yuemou's back straightened again, and the curves of her back and waist softened again, and her calmness could also be felt, as if she regarded all external touches as nothing.
Ning Jiujiu is a little dissatisfied with Lu Marion's current state, but of course he will not destroy the Taoist realm that Lu Marion has finally created. He is just worried that if Lu Marion continues like this, he will really become a A humanoid weapon without desires.
But this situation was soon broken.
After all, Lu Marry is not the real Ziting. This transcendent Tao realm cannot last for long, and the empty spirit cannot be truly empty. Then any emotions and desires will penetrate even a little bit, like after a spring rain. The weeds and vines are climbing like crazy.
Between the emptiness and fullness of the Taoist realm, Lu Marion's thoughts flew back. Although his understanding of the Taoist realm was further advanced, the negative impact of peeking into Ziting in advance was that it would bring a lot of spiritual emptiness.
In a very short period of time, she transformed from a sword into a human being.
She bit her fingertips and blood oozed out. After snorting, she suddenly leaned forward, stretched out her arms, and half-lyed on the ice jade chest. The sword clothes that were pierced behind her were hanging down, and the lights reflected more The color is like jade.
And if the refining was suddenly interrupted, it would cause great harm to the body. Fortunately, Ning Jiujiu's fingers seemed to be stuck on her back. As Lu Marion leaned forward, he also leaned forward.
"No... stop." Lu Marry was already a little unconscious and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito.
Of course Ning Jiujiu will not stop. He has a sense of discretion. If he stops now, it will cause irreparable damage to her body.
Lu Yuai couldn't bear it. Her long hair fell down, covering her red cheeks. Her arms supporting her body gradually bent, and finally her entire forearm bent down and pressed against her breasts.
This was the scene that the woman in dark red clothes saw for the first time from the window.
From her perspective, Lu Jiaoyuan was half-dressed, with her back exposed and kneeling on her chest. A young man in white was bullying her. She didn't know what he was doing, but it made Lu Jiaojiao's face look red. Moaning incessantly.
"Are you worthy of being the peak master?" The woman looked fierce, and the scar on her face was like a knife that was about to fly out at any time. She gritted her teeth, thinking that she had broken through the adultery between the peak master and his disciple, and she was full of anger and hatred. The intention is difficult to contain.
She has been unable to hide her emotions since she went crazy, and now she is even more intolerable under the stimulation of this scene.
"How dare someone compare this kind of bitch, who is so obsessed with lust, with me back then?"
The woman looked at that scene and slowly raised the sword in her hand.
She originally thought that the two people who were obsessed with desire would not be able to detect her actions. After all, her strength had now returned to its peak. Under the cover of the night, she should have been the best killer at Tianku Peak.
But the moment she raised her sword, both people in the room noticed it.
The first person to notice it was Lu Jianjian, who was at a higher level. The warning sound of her sword heart temporarily shattered the Dao realm she had created. She noticed the murderous intention outside the house and could not tell who was coming, and the burning sensation in her body increased. Her hands and feet became weak, and she was unable to use the sword for a while.
But behind her, Ning Changjiu made a prompt decision and stretched out his hand to instantly extinguish the candles on all the lamp posts in the Peak Lord's Hall.
The hall suddenly became dark.
The woman spying outside the door had a stern look on her face. She subconsciously opened her sword eyes, but this action also exposed her to the other party's sight.
She immediately closed her eyes and tried to hide herself again, but it was too late. A sword had broken out of the window and hit her between the eyebrows.
The woman had lost her skills for twenty years, and her first reaction to the body was weakness. After she overcame the weakness in her heart, the sword had pierced her heart. Fortunately, her reaction was not slow, and she was able to catch it with her bare hands in a very short period of time. He grabbed the sword, pulled it out, and twisted it into an iron bar.
"Dogs and men."
The woman cursed, and then the window broke instantly, and her figure rushed into the dark peak master's hall.
Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiaojian are no longer on Hanyu's bed.
"Let go!" Lu Jiayou shouted.
"No, it's over early now. All the hard work in the past half month has been in vain." Ning Jiujiu hugged her body, his fingers still pressed against her back. Lu Marian couldn't resist much, she always felt that the posture at this moment She feels like a little girl.
"how much longer?"
"Half a moment."
"Then hold on, I can still draw the sword!"
"good."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and ignored the attacking killer. While he was refining Lu Jieyou's body, he used the Dao Sect Hidden Breath Technique to swipe towards the back door.
Although they used the method of concentrating sound into a line, the woman was still aware of the fluctuations when the words were spoken. Her figure slid across the floor tiles, as fast as the shadow of a fish scurrying by. A sword pierced the darkness, and she Feeling that he had stabbed something, he raised his sword and saw a bloody piece of clothing.
The injured person was Ning Changjiu. Without saying a word and with a very stern look on his face, he led Lu Jiumei towards the back door.
But they still underestimated the speed of the killer. The second sword was coming in an instant. If the Peak Master Palace had not naturally suppressed outsiders, this hateful sword could even cut off all the masonry with water patterns on the ground.
Ning Jiujiu was also an outsider, and his movements were blocked in the peak master's palace. Therefore, he could not completely dodge the killer woman's aggressive sword, and a very long bloody mark was cut on his back.
Ning Jiujiu's body swayed, and the pain caused by the pain made it difficult for him to react. He could only press his fingers firmly on Lu Yuemou's back, with such force that he seemed to want to sink deep into it and become one with it. .
Lu Yuai felt the power of her fingers, her whole body was hot, and her consciousness was constantly tugging between clarity and fuzzyness, and Ning Jiujiu's finger strength made her realize that he had been injured.
Lu Marian never allowed herself to sit still and wait for death under his protection. She screamed and forced herself into that Tao realm again. Her consciousness was clear, and her consciousness seemed to be beyond the body's soul, but it dominated everything she had.
With a slight movement of thought, the fairy sword broke out of its sheath and buzzed.
The sword light flashed past like lightning.
The sound of the sword sounded very familiar to her ears, and the woman immediately recognized it as the Mountain-Suppressing Sword of Tianku Peak—the sword that should have belonged to her.
Jealousy made her extend her palm directly, trying to catch the lightning, but she moved a little slower, and the lightning slipped from her fingers and fell into Lu Marian's hand, but the restless sword energy was injured. The fingers were burnt black.
Lu Yuanjiu crossed over and stood with her sword in hand. Ning Jiujiu held her waist with one hand and put his other hand on her vest. The two stood one behind the other. Lu Yuanjiu knew that Ning Jiujiu was injured, so she simply Stay still, hold the sword and face your opponent directly.
They opened their sword eyes at the same time.
The woman looked at Lu Marian's beautiful reddish face, and her heart moved slightly. Even though she was a woman, she felt intoxicated, but this intoxication made her want to pull out the sword and cut a scar on her face.
He looked at the hand wrapped around her waist and sneered: "What a couple, a man and a woman are so close, and they are still entwined together? As the peak master of Tianku Peak, if this matter makes Manfeng Everyone knows... Hey, look at your appearance, the disciples outside may think you are an iceberg fairy, right?"
Lu Marion remained silent, staring at the woman in front of her, and her eyes fell on her scar. An incredible thought flashed through Lu Marry's mind, and then she said in a cold voice: "Are you Bingrong?"
"Bing Rong?" The woman hesitated for a while and then laughed: "I don't even remember my name. I didn't expect you to know it."
Lu Marian had never seen her before. When she entered the hospital, Bingrong had already been detained in the cold prison for several years.
But she had heard Master talk about her countless times.
He said that if she was not crazy, she would be his best senior sister.
But she was crazy. When the master was crazy, someone pulled him back. But this senior sister was crazy and made such a big mistake that it was no longer worthy of anyone pulling her back.
"How did you escape?" Lu Marian was shocked. She clearly supervised the repair of Cold Prison and the establishment of the ban with her own eyes. Even Bing Rong was not able to escape during the Hidden Peak Chaos that day, and of course it would be even more impossible after that.
Ning Jiujiu thought of more things.
He understood the strangeness he had noticed over the past few days.
It stands to reason that Tiankuo Peak should be far inferior to other peaks in grabbing spiritual energy now that it is withered. However, that day, the wind of spiritual energy was blowing on his face as usual. Because it was too ordinary, he subconsciously sensed the abnormality, but he could not Try to figure out the origin of this anomaly.
Today he finally figured out that it was because there were still masters hiding in Tianku Peak.
This master was not pointing at the woman named Bingrong in front of him, but the person who gave Bingrong the power to help him escape from the cold prison.
Ning couldn't figure out who that person could be for a long time.
Lu Marian and Bingrong, after a brief "chilling", started to draw their swords almost at the same time.
They share the same master, one was the best female disciple twenty years ago, and the other is the best today. Their swordsmanship also comes from the same way, and they almost know the basics of it as soon as they make a move.
Ning Jiujiu was convinced that if Lu Yuai was in full power, this Bing Rong would definitely not be able to survive ten moves, but at this moment, Lu Yuai could not break her body. The heat of her body was corroding her spirit, and the Tao realm she created was also in danger. It won't last long.
Bingrong's figure flickered, and the next moment, what was left in place was a quickly broken afterimage.
And the extremely thin and light sword in her hand was already close to Lu Jianyou.
Bingrong started using the Shaxue style in the first half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra, while Lu Jianjian used the Mirror Flower style. After both gathering their momentum, the two of them used the Dahe Rudu style in exactly the same way. In the darkness, their movements The sword light was annihilated after the collision, and countless cracks suddenly opened on the bricks on the ground, extending rapidly to a very far distance.
In the sword energy, the two swords also collided together.
They pressed the sword edge against the sword edge, and the strength of Bingrong's arm pressed against it. In the sound of friction of steel, Bingrong's light sword brushed against Minglan, and suddenly touched the sword. She turned her wrist, trying to let the sword slip away. Passing through the gap in Lu Jianmo's defense, he cut directly into her heart.
Lu Yueyou noticed something. She flicked her wrist and the sword body suddenly moved, shaking it away before the sword cut into it. Although the woman's arm holding the sword was blocked, when she twisted her body, her other hand directly turned into a palm. He patted Lu Marian's forehead.
At this moment, Lu Marry was guarding Ning Jiujiu like a hen guarding her chicks. She couldn't directly avoid Bingrong's offensive, so she had to reach out to greet him.
With a snap, Bingrong's palm hit her wrist. With the huge force, Lu Jianjian and Ning Changjiu slipped backwards. In the main hall of the peak, the darkness was suddenly illuminated a lot, and Bingrong opened his eyes. Both arms, the center point of himself, the long sword hung silently in the air.
The sword energy is generous and bright.
This was the sword struck by Lu Jianjiao in the imperial city that day.
"Let go!" Lu Jiaoyue shouted, but it was too late.
The body refining was about to be completed, and Ning Jiujiu was not willing to give up midway at this moment, making it impossible for Lu Jiaou to complete the sword body in the future.
But disagreement at critical moments can be fatal.
At this moment, Lu Marian's Tao realm was almost lost, and the burning sensation surged into her body and mind again. Countless emotions were amplified in the fire, which would greatly disrupt the speed of her sword.
Sure enough, Bingrong's sword had already risen, but she had not yet positioned her sword. When Bingrong grabbed her with a sword, she had no choice but to switch from offense to defense.
The rainbow's sword energy illuminated their faces clearly.
"What qualifications do you have to be the peak master if you are so weak?" Bingrong felt the shaky heart of her sword and pushed out the sword angrily.
The swords of the two collided, sparking sword fire all over the sky, illuminating the main hall of the peak.
The sword energy of the two people then collided together, and the messy sword energy was like countless flying knives, shooting out instantly, cutting through everything with devastating effect.
The impact formed a huge wave, directly overturning Lu Jiaojie and knocking them backwards. The back door of the peak main hall was shattered. Lu Jiaojiu and Ning Changjiu's figures fell backwards and flew out together, smashing them like a stone. Entered the cold pool behind the peak master's hall.
Bingrong stood there, looking at the water splashing in the cold pool, smiling scornfully and shaking his head slightly.
"Ahem..."
The two of them crashed into the bottom of the cold pool in a huge impact. Ning Changjiu coughed, and the cold pool water poured into his mouth and nose. He quickly held his breath and let the transparent water hold him up like a huge palm. His own body lifted them back to the surface of the water.
Bingrong walked out of the back door of the Peak Master Hall.
She looked up at the moonlight, then turned back and glanced at the huge hall.
The flames of the mansion more than forty years ago and the memories of slaughtering villages and cities when she went crazy twenty years ago came to mind. She changed from an unarmed person to a devil with a sword in hand.
She never felt that she was wrong. She always felt that she was a pitiful person. What she hated most was her master. He was obviously crazy back then, so why couldn't he understand her
Bingrong sneered and covered her face, tears overflowed from her fingers. This should have been something she had dried up long ago.
But she didn't know how sad she was looking at the moon at the moment, what a good opportunity to kill she had missed.
When Bingrong walked to the edge of Hanchi with the sword in hand, Lu Marry was already standing up with the sword in hand.
Her dress floated on the water like a snow-white water lily.
Her lower skirt was soaked in the cold pool water, clinging wetly to her slender thighs.
Her long hair was also wet and draped down, covering her body. At this moment, her face became extremely quiet, so quiet that her body under the moonlight seemed to be carved from the best jade, and it also looked like the best palace painter had worked hard. In this work, Bingrong was so fascinated by the beauty that overpowered Shuang Saixue that he wished he could split her body open and occupy this alluring skin.
But she sensed that Lu Marian's aura had suddenly changed. The woman who had previously been helpless in front of her seemed to have finally come out of her sheath at this moment. The cold light she showed made her even retreat.
Bingrong was not afraid, but instead aroused more fighting spirit.
It is his lifelong wish to be able to wield the sword heartily again, let alone an opponent like this
Bingrong thought of the man he killed. That man never knew that his death was caused by his soft heart.
When she killed him, she didn't have any womanly kindness. Even if she was asked to choose ten thousand times, she would kill him. She enjoyed the pleasure of killing a kind heart, although this also became her trap later. The key to the inner demon tribulation.
She originally thought that it was the most satisfying sword strike in her life.
But now, her energy and energy have reached its peak again, and she believes that she can cut a sword that is so strong and fast that she can't find any flaws.
The two looked at each other, then drew their swords again.
The bright moon in the sky was stripped of its color.
In the middle of the two of them, the cold pool rolled up the water dragon and submerged them.
This was indeed Bingrong's most satisfying sword. She was impeccable in every aspect. Even Lu Marian today could only achieve an equal score when faced with her sword.
But she died anyway.
She died from a sword thrust through the side of her throat.
That is Ning Changjiu's sword.
Although he knew that Lu Miao could kill her with one sword, he would not give Bing Rong any chance to fight back or tip off the news.
Bingrong stared blankly ahead, the fire in his eyes gradually extinguished, and then he fell into the cold pool with a plop, blood smeared out.
Lu Marian lowered her sword and said softly: "Turn around while I change my clothes."
Ning didn't respond for a long time. After he cut out the sword, his body fell directly.
Lu Marry exclaimed softly. Only then did she realize that Ning Jiujiu's back was soaked in blood and the sword marks were extremely deep.
She didn't care anymore and rushed over to support him and hold him in her arms. She lowered her head and looked at his pale face, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.
She immediately dismissed the thoughts in her mind and healed his wounds, but his back was already bloody and bloody, and forcing the infuriating energy would only make the wounds more torn, which was counterproductive.
This time she didn't hesitate or waste time looking for other acupoints where Qi could flow. Instead, she leaned forward and pressed her petal-like red lips on it.
The disciple's life was at stake, and I was only healing his injuries.
This is what Lu Jiaoyou thought when their lips met and the true energy flowed away like water.
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