In the end, Feng Wuxie did not start to practice "Ming Sword" on the shore of the Sea of Soul.
The weather in the Soul Sea was mysterious, and the sky was still clear the last moment, but in a blink of an eye it was a dark cloud and a storm coming up!
Jing Shui asked Feng Wuxie to return to the Ancient Yuanyuan to practice in his room.
"Don't you want to look at me and kill me if I fail?" Feng Wuxie asked.
"No time!" Jing Shui waved his sleeves, looking really troublesome: "Hurry up and practice. Come and see me when you're done!"
It seemed that he was not worried about Feng Wuxie's failure at all.
Feng Wuxie knew that he was not getting too nervous, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
She nodded and flew towards the college.
…
After returning to his room, Feng Wuxie closed the door.
After the door was locked to make sure that no one would come in and disturb, she sat cross-legged.
Concentrating calmly, a sword decision passed through her heart.
That is the general outline of "Ming Sword": "Questioning the Heart", and it is also a test that must be experienced to practice "Ming Sword"!
Feng Wuxie didn't hesitate, contemplating his mind.
As soon as Jianjue started to move, she only felt that the sky was spinning around for a while, and then she lost consciousness!
After a long time, Feng Wuxie suddenly returned to his senses.
But I found that I was sitting in a familiar place—Feng Mansion, in her room!
There was a burst of doubt in Feng Wuxie's heart.
Why am I here
Shouldn't I... Huh? What did I just now...
A vague impression flashed in her mind, but she couldn't grasp it.
While thinking about it, I heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice outside the door:
"Feng Wuxie! You ugly monster! Get out of me!"
Feng Wuxie was taken aback for a moment, ugly? Say me
Before she could react, a soft voice came out of her mouth:
"Be afraid of Wu Xie, Wu Xie go out, don't fight, don't fight..."
Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuxie's conditioned reflex generally walked outwards.
… This voice is Feng Wuxin...
Her thinking is no longer as clever and sharp as before, as if covered with a thick layer of mist!
Going out of the room unconsciously, a young woman outside was holding a long whip, looking at her impatiently.
"You ugly monster, come out so slowly!"
Feng Wuxin looked unabashedly disgusted.
The whip in his hand couldn't help but slammed Feng Wuxie's body fiercely!
There was a sharp pain, and she couldn't help but bang!
Feng Wuxin seemed to be provoked to kill, and after this whip, he didn't mean to stop at all!
A whip is as tight as a whip keeps pumping!
Feng Wuxie felt that every time he was about to tear his soul apart!
She wanted to fight back, but she felt very heavy even when she raised her hand.
A voice kept repeating: "Feng Wuxin is too powerful, you can't resist her!"
Feng Wuxin's shot was getting heavier and heavier, and he drew a whip to Feng Wuxie's face!
At this moment, an extremely absurd feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.
Feng Wuxin... powerful
What a joke!
That Feng Wuxin also deserves to be described as powerful? !
A fierce storm seemed to blow up in Feng Wuxie's heart, dispelling all the fog!
The sense of consciousness in the brain suddenly became clear!
She has already regained control of the body!
Huh, that's how it is.
This is the demons.
Before crossing by herself, Feng Wuxie had been living under the power of Feng Wuxin.
In the end, she was beaten to death!
No wonder we will experience this scene at this time.
But... It's a pity that I am Feng Wuxie, but not Feng Wuxie!
These thoughts flashed in her mind, just for a moment.
Feng Wuxie raised his hand lightly, and grasped the whip that was drawn in front of him.
The wound on her body has disappeared for some unknown time, and her white dress is misty as an immortal.
Feng Wuxin's face changed drastically, and she shrank her hands as she wanted to take back her whip.
But with her meager strength, she didn't even have the qualifications to struggle in front of Feng Wuxie!
"Feng Wuxin, even if you become a heart demon, you are still so disgusting." Feng Wuxie looked at her disdainfully, "Disappear from my eyes!"
When the voice fell, the soul power came out.
Feng Wuxin in front of her received a palm of her, and immediately burst like a bubble!
After solving this demon, Feng Wuxie did not relax.
She knew that things would never end in this simple way.
Sure enough, another figure turned out from one side.
"Is this you this time." Feng Wuxie looked at her, and there was no surprise in her tone: "Feng Wuxia."
It was Feng Wuxia who had died in the trial secret realm!
"Feng Wuxie, I didn't expect it!" Feng Wuxia said triumphantly, "I said that even if I die, I won't let you go!"
"Only you?" Feng Wuxie shook his head and laughed, "I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time-whether you are dead or alive!"
"Oh?" Feng Wuxia sneered, "Then you are here to try it?"
She spread her hands out, looking undefended.
Feng Wuxie's eyes flashed, but he didn't do anything.
If something goes wrong, Feng Wuxia is not a person who can just wait and die!
"What's wrong, why don't you make a move?" Feng Wuxia looked like a villain: "Aren't you strong? Make a move!"
Speaking of the last sentence, her expression suddenly became hideous, her hands turned into claws, and she rushed towards Feng Wuxie fiercely!
Feng Wuxie frowned slightly, and avoided the scratch easily.
With a backhand, he patted Feng Wuxia.
Unexpectedly, not only did Feng Wuxia not evade, but she greeted her with her chest!
Feng Wuxie's palm hit her firmly!
Just hearing a bang, Feng Wuxia flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood!
At the same time, Feng Wuxie felt a tingling pain in his chest!
Sweet in his mouth, he suffered the same injury!
"Hahahaha!" Feng Wuxia grinned wildly and struggled to get up from the ground.
She was pale at this time, with a disheveled hair, like a ghost!
"Now, if you hurt me, you will also suffer the same hurt!" Feng Wuxia's face was full of delight:
"How does it feel to deal with yourself?"
Feng Wuxie swallowed the blood in his mouth and said nothing.
She just stared coldly at Feng Wuxia in front of her.
"Come on, kill me!" Feng Wuxia took two steps forward: "Don't you want to kill me with all your heart?"
"You took everything that should have belonged to me!" Her face twisted: "Then you let it to that bitch Feng Mingzhu!"
Feng Wuxia rushed forward again!
The chest injury didn't seem to affect her movements.
On the contrary, Feng Wuxia's offensive became more and more violent, as if he was fighting for his life!
Feng Wuxie raised his hand to block, and was on the defensive for a while.
"Kill me! Kill me!" Feng Wuxia attacked and laughed madly: "How about it, I'm afraid of death!"
"Wait, you will die in my hands in a while! Then, it is the turn of Feng Mingzhu's fake solemnity and Feng Qiongyu's stunned head!" She said maliciously, "I will definitely let them die. It’s as painful as Feng Hanshan! At that time, everything in the Feng family will be..."
Before Feng Wuxia finished speaking, she felt a flower in front of her eyes and another pain in her chest!
Feng Wuxie had actually appeared in front of her, holding a blue long sword made of wind spirit power, piercing through her.
chest!
And a terrible wound appeared on Feng Wuxie's chest, and the blood quickly stained her white clothes!
Feng Wuxia looked at Feng Wuxie incredulously—she really dared to kill!
Isn't she afraid of death
But Feng Wuxie's face was still coldly contemptuous.
"First of all, I have never wanted to kill you with my whole heart. It's just that you have been dying." She said indifferently, with an undisguised mockery in her tone: "Second, everything should never have been you. of!"
Feng Wuxia tried hard to speak, but she couldn't speak because of the pain when she twisted her sword!
Feng Wuxie's face was also pale as paper, but she didn't even frown her brows!
She even smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank you."
A trace of puzzlement appeared in Feng Wuxia's painful eyes.
"In the secret realm that day, I wanted to kill you with my own hands, but Mingzhu stopped." Feng Wuxie's smile revealed a hint of coldness: "Although the skynet is magnificent, you will eventually die under the mouth of the black python, but it is inevitable in my heart. There are still some regrets."
"Today, I actually had a chance to have a wish." Her voice was very soft, but she inexplicably made Feng Wuxia feel terrified: "You said, should I thank you?"
Feng Wuxia opened her mouth hard to say something.
Feng Wuxie didn't bother to talk nonsense with her.
With a twist and a draw, she pulled out the wind sword that was stuck in Feng Wuxia's chest!
The unwilling color in Feng Wuxia's eyes has not faded, and she has lost her look!
She couldn't believe it until she died, Feng Wuxie was really not afraid of death to kill her!
But she didn't know that in Feng Wuxie's heart, the sin she committed was just as Feng Mingzhu said at the beginning—
All punish, all damn it!
Keeping Feng Wuxia will only give her a chance to kill more relatives!
Therefore, no matter what the reason, Feng Wuxie's determination to kill her can't be stopped!
After Feng Wuxia died, it was like a thousand years of weathering, scattered into a handful of dust.
Feng Wuxie lowered his head, but found that the white clothes on his chest were not stained with fine dust, and there was no trace of blood!
The injury on his body was like the first time, completely disappeared.
That's it.
There was a faint enlightenment in Feng Wuxie's heart.
The first level is the shadow of childhood.
The second level is the determination to preach the Dao.
What about the third level
Just thinking about it, voices from outside the courtyard started again.
This time, four figures came!
When Feng Wuxie saw these four people clearly, he was shocked!
They turned out to be—
(End of this chapter)