The cold air in the cave was deep, and there was a strange fragrance of fat powder and the stench of corpse water, which were mixed together. The ground was littered with bits and pieces of human bones, cloth pieces, and even some people who had not taken it before, in a white china platter in the corner. But in contrast to such a secluded situation, it is a pile of red cushions and golden tents in the depths of the cave.
In the depths of the curtain, a naked woman was curled up in mourning and weeping. Her sanity was already very awake, and she didn't even respond when someone else entered the hole.
Yue Chenqing was startled: "Why is this flower thief a woman?"
Just after Yue Chenqing finished saying these words, a hand suddenly stretched out from the pile of soft red pillows and restrained the girl! Before she could scream, she was dragged into the red waves by that hand. Then, a pale-skinned man got up from the mattress and pressed down, biting the girl's lips in front of her face.
In the blink of an eye, the girl's soul seemed to be sucked away, her hands drooped softly, her eyes widened blankly, she died...
The man sucked in his soul, then raised his head—
This person has a clear face, long and beautiful eyes, slightly sunken cheekbones, and a few strands of long black hair hanging around his face, making him look very thin.
He is the real "flower picker".
A little silence.
Mo Xi said, "...It's you."
The man licked his wet lips and said with a smile, "Have you seen me before?"
"...I have seen."
they have seen.
Many years ago, on the battlefield in the north, Mo Xi was alone in a dangerous situation, surrounded by the demon wolves domesticated by the Liao Kingdom, and could not escape for a while. At that time, a young monk in Tsing Yi came with a sword, and the swordsmanship was ethereal and wonderful, and together with Mo Xi, who had never lived in his life, he fought back the thousands of demon wolves.
When the cultivator in Tsing Yi was about to leave, Mo Xi wanted to keep him and thank him, but the cultivator just turned his head and smiled, his brows and eyes were gentle, and the blue ribbon with his hair was fluttering in the wind.
"Passing by to help, raise your hand."
There was a faint smile on his cheeks, "Why should you worry about the military lord?"
Haoran Chuxue, Qingzheng swordsman.
—That was Li Qingqian, whom Mo Xi had seen with his own eyes.
Therefore, although many traces of the water-breaking sword technique were found on the body after the Hongyanlou murder, Mo Xi was still uncertain until he saw his deity.
Murong Lian had seen Li Qingqian's portrait on Hero's Book, and at this time, he obviously recognized him, and was startled, and said sharply, "Why are you?"
"Otherwise who do you think it is?" Li Qingqian stood up and kicked Miss Lan's limp corpse aside, mockingly, "Is it the same cook who ran away?"
He sneered: "That trash is just a chess piece in my hand. If he had half of my ability, would he be locked up by you for so many years?"
When it comes to yin and yang, Murong Lian will never admit defeat. After Murong Lian was astonished, the corners of her lips taunted, and she said, "Hehe, that's weird, the Water Broken Sword Li Qingqian is an expert in Yunye who is famous all over the world. A flower thief who likes to suck the blood and blood of people and eat flesh and heart. This king is really eye-opening, amazing, amazing."
But who would have guessed that Li Qingqian hadn't spoken yet, when Yue Chenqing, who was beside him, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Isn't it right?"
"What's wrong?"
Yue Chenqing said, "He's not Li Qingqian. He, he's obviously a..."
He hesitated for a while, and seemed not so sure about his judgment, but finally said: "He is not a living person, he is just a sword spirit!"
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Li Qingqian's face suddenly froze.
He slowly rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yue Chenqing. At this time, the smile on his face has not completely faded, but the fierceness in his eyes is already tense.
Yue Chenqing couldn't help but feel a little worried, and moved her steps to hide behind Mo Xi. However, Li Qingqian grinned and smiled: "This little brother doesn't show his face, may I ask you your name?"
"My name is Yue..."
"Why are you answering him!" Mo Xi raised his long legs and kicked him violently. He said angrily, "You think you are still a disciple of the Academy, and answer any questions you have?!"
Yue Chenqing shook her head with a rattle, and hurriedly said, "I'm not called Yue—"
Li Qingqian raised his head, with his bright red shirt open, he laughed out loud and interrupted him: "Okay. All I know is your surname Yue. The Chonghua Yue family is one of the best in the twenty-eight states of Kyushu. It's no wonder that Wang Shuxi and the two gods didn't see the clues in the refining family, but you, a little devil, really saw it."
Yue Chenqing likes to hide behind on the battlefield. At this time, there were three people in the cave plus a bamboo warrior. He was suddenly focused, and he couldn't help but feel very uneasy, and shrank like a quail.
"I I I..."
Mo Xi kicked back and kicked back. After kicking, he still pulled Yue Chenqing back, protected him, and asked sideways, "Is he the one who fought you in the restaurant?"
"Yes, it is… "
"Why didn't you identify the sword spirit at that time?"
"At the time, I just thought he had a familiar smell..." Yue Chenqing murmured, "Xihe-Jun, do you remember? I told you about it. Now that I think about it, it's the Qi of the Sword Spirit, but..."
"It's just that I deliberately suppressed it at that time." Li Qingqian took over his words and sneered, "In addition, this young master Yue and I only managed a few tricks. He is young and wants to come to the Yue family for refining and appraising tools. The means have never been fully grasped. So I can't think of an answer for a while."
He paused, licked the tip of his lips, and said, "But Young Master Yue, I don't think that what your parents need to teach you the most is not weapon refining. It's another thing."
Yue Chenqing was dumbfounded: "Huh?"
"That is, even if you know something, it's better to pretend to be..." Before the words were finished, the man rose into the air, summoned an iron sword, and stabbed at Yue Chenqing, biting out the last three words: "do not know!"
Seeing that the sword was approaching, Yue Chenqing screamed: "Help you, Xihe-Jun!"
Mo Xi shoved Yue Chenqing to Murong Lian, and he stepped up to meet him. With a flash of red light, he suddenly turned into a long blade and collided with Li Qing lightly.
Sword Spirit... Sword Spirit...
I see!
No wonder the wounds on those corpses were caused by evil spirits, as well as by ordinary weapons. Specter generally doesn't use weapons to hurt people, and they don't keep their consciousness too clear, so it's impossible to write on the wall. And if it is Sword Spirit, then everything makes sense.
In order to make the weapons more powerful and mechanized, some refiners in the Kyushu continent will sacrifice swords with living people in addition to the general spirit enchantment. However, this method is too brutal. The twenty kingdoms led by Chonghua have abolished this sword-hardening method a long time ago, but now this method is used the most, mainly in the Liao Kingdom.
The soul enters the sword, or falls into eternal sleep in the long river of time and never wakes up again. Or the obsession is difficult to disperse, and slowly it can re-gather the human form. The reincarnated sword spirit can almost be said to have the same appearance and behavior as a living person, but with a strong evil spirit on his body. Since maintaining a transformation requires a lot of spiritual power, if one's own cultivation is not enough, he will be like Li Qingqian, who can only achieve his goals by eating the heart and flesh of the monks, and by absorbing the souls of the weak.
This kind of transformed sword spirit is often very powerful, and every move is better than before. But they also have a very fatal weakness - this is the reason why Li Qingqian was so angry after being broken by Yue Chenqing and wanted to kill Yue Chenqing -
Their bodies cannot fall into the hands of the enemy.
In other words, as long as the sword spirit's own carrier weapon is obtained, sealed, or destroyed, no matter how powerful the sword spirit is, it can only be captured!
Murong Lian obviously also thought of this episode, he took advantage of Mo Xi and the sword spirit fighting, dragged Yue Chenqing aside, and asked him, "You said this Li Qingqian is the sword spirit, then do you have any way to destroy his body? find out?"
"I'll try!" Yue Chenqing closed his eyes as he spoke, and formed a formation with his hands. After a while, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Murong Lian in a dull manner.
Murong Lian asked curiously, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"..." Yue Chenqing said in disbelief, "Big Brother Murong... His body... His body is on you!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" A smoking gun slammed on Yue Chenqing's forehead, Murong Lian said angrily, "You dare say that I and Liaoguo lackeys are in the same group?"
"I don't I don't! I'm just saying his being is, is—"
"Not on me!"
"… OK."
Murong Lian pressed his head angrily: "Try again!"
Yue Chenqing had to try again, but after three or four attempts, she finally opened her eyes and didn't even dare to say a word, staring at Murong Lian aggrievedly. Murong Lian's face turned a little blue, her lips twitched, she wanted to puff out a dream and calm her mind, but she remembered that she had stabbed the female corpse in the mouth with a smoking gun when she was fighting against the female corpse, and felt disgusted, so she put the smoking gun on Yue Chenqing's clothes. Wiped back many times.
Rubbing and rubbing, he suddenly thought of something, his expression froze, and the movements of his hands gradually slowed down.
"Wait." He pondered, "...it's true... it might be on me."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Li Qingqian and Mo Xi whose sword energy was breaking the clouds. Seeing that Li Qingqian couldn't get past Mo Xi and came to them for a while, he hurriedly pulled Yue Chenqing and wanted to turn to the hidden place behind the rock. go anywhere. Li Qingqian wasn't stupid. He caught a glimpse of their movements from the corner of his eye, and with a snort, he turned to Jianfeng and tried to chase after them.
But after only a few feet away, Mo Xi's cold voice was heard behind him: "Suran, Hualing!"
Li Qingqian was startled and heard the sound of explosions behind him. The red light reflected the entire cave like a sea of fire. A spirit snake with the height of three people swept out of the fierce red and rushed towards Li Qingqian, stopping him. the way to go. Li Qingqian turned her head and said angrily, "Mo Xi, don't go too far! Others don't know about the scandals between you and the surname Gu, but I know very well! After you came back, what did you say to him in Luomei Garden and what did I do? You all know that! If you stop me again, I will destroy your name!"
Unexpectedly, Mo Xi just glanced at him coldly, holding a leather whip in his hand that echoed with the spirit of Shuran, he took a breath and spit out a word: "Go."
Suiran rushed towards Li Qingqian.
Li Qingqian shouted, "The surname is Mo! You really don't care what I say?!"
"I care what you say." Mo Xi narrowed his eyes with a contemptuous expression on his face, "Will anyone believe what you said?"
"you!"
But Li Qingqian knew that Mo Xi's words were true. Young Master Mo had been prudent and upright since he was young, and he would never do anything rash. He had no interest in a good-looking man or a charming woman. In this world I am afraid that only Gu Mang will be the only stain and scandal on this man. I have the body of an evil spirit, even if I can say everything logically, who will believe it. How can I believe it
At the moment, he gritted his teeth and turned his head to fight with the snake.
The bamboo warriors ran around and wanted to help. Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang, who was still sleeping while tied to it. With a wave of his hand, he dropped a protective barrier and caged him in it.
Bamboo Samurai: "Da Da Da! A Da!!"
Mo Xi said, "Stay inside and don't move."
The bamboo warrior seemed to be frustrated that he couldn't contribute, and his head drooped down, even Gu Mang's head drooped down. After a while, it opened its hands, straightened listlessly, and began to act like a scarecrow.
After Shilin.
Yue Chenqing squatted on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the pile of miniature weapons in front of her, swords and whips the size of fingernails, everything, and all of them were shaken out of Murong Lian's universe.
"These were confiscated from the captives in Luomei Bieyuan." Murong Lian said, "Although their masters have been deprived of their spiritual cores, the weapons may not be willing to change hands, and there is a lot of resentment."
Yue Chenqing said in shock, "Big Brother Murong, it's very dangerous for you to bring so many unclaimed weapons with you. If they turn into spirits, it will be a big problem!"
Murong Lian rolled his eyes at him, treating his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs: "I'm not a fool. This universe bag was made by your father during his lifetime, and it has his seal on it, not to mention hundreds of weapons, even thousands of them. You can endure the same. Besides, I have already asked your father to take out the spirit bodies of all these weapons and suppress them in the Qingquan Pond of Luomei Bieyuan. . Not to mention that Luomei Garden itself has a barrier to prevent evil spirits from escaping, generally…”
When he said this, he suddenly stopped.
Then, as if thinking of something, his face slowly deteriorated, and he muttered: "I understand..."
"Brother Murong, what do you understand?"
Murong Lian said, "I understand how the sword spirit Li Qingqian escaped from Luomei Bieyuan."