Murong Lian gritted her teeth and said, "Do you remember when I punished Gu Mang for a month of confinement?"
"Remember, but what does it matter?"
"If a person approaches Qingquan Pond when his qi is weak and weak, he may be captured by evil spirits." Murong Lian said, "Gu Mang was hungry, so he squatted by the pond and fished for those fish with his hands."
"Hey? How could Big Brother Murong know about such a thing?"
"...There is nothing I don't know about Luomei Bieyuan." Murong Lian coughed and continued, "Gu Mang's act of catching fish caught the attention of Li Qingqian's sword spirit who was suppressed in the pool, so Li Qingqian Temporarily attached to him..."
Yue Chenqing snorted, "Then Li Qingqian stimulated the evil spirit in Gu Mang's heart, causing him to run wild?"
"No." Murong Lian said, "He didn't have the ability at that time. He was also very weak, and he couldn't take away Gu Mang for too long. What he could take over for a long time had to be the weakest, dying body, while Gu Mang was only Just hungry."
He paused and narrowed his eyes: "So Li Qingqian used the only time to do one thing."
"What's up?"
Murong Lian said, "He seriously injured a person."
"Ah, the cook!"
"Exactly." Murong Lian said sullenly, "Li Qingqian drove Gu Mang to use a sword array to injure the cook of the Liao Kingdom, but he would not die, so he would have someone who could possess him for a long time. Finding the right time, stimulated the evil spirit in Gu Mang's heart, causing him to run away and shatter the barrier. He used the cook's body and ran out in the chaos."
Yue Chenqing said, "Then he knows Gu Mang so well, and he can still inspire Gu Mang's evil spirit, he must be a native of Liao country!"
"Li Qingqian himself is not from the Liao Kingdom, but he has now become a sword spirit for unknown reasons, so I think it is indeed the weapon of the Liao Kingdom cultivator." Murong Lian paused for a moment and added, "And it should be It is the weapon of a high-ranking monk."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, used his smoking gun to dart the shrunken swords twice, and asked Yue Chenqing, "Look, can you tell which one his real body is?"
This is not difficult, it is the basic skill of the descendants of the Yue family, Yue Chenqing only closed her eyes for a while, then opened her eyes suddenly, reached out and picked up one of the small shrunken swords: "It's this one!"
"Okay." Murong Lian then took the broad bean-sized sword and put it in the palm of his hand, chanting the mantra silently in his mouth, only to see a scorching flower in his palm, and the broad-bean-sized sword instantly turned into a gluttonous beast A thin and transparent light sword with clear water flowing on its face and body. The word "red peony" is engraved on the body of the sword with a small seal inscription.
"Huh? It's obviously a blue-colored sword, so why did you name it Hongshao?" Yue Chenqing asked curiously, "What's more, these two words seem to be the imprints created by the sword spirit itself after someone killed the sword, Li Qingqian said. The sacrificial sword is not called the Qingqian sword, and it is not called the broken water sword, why is it called the red peony sword?"
Murong Lian said, "Don't worry about why, give me this sword first and completely destroy it."
"Destroy the sword?" Yue Chenqing was stunned, and hurriedly shook her head: "No, this is too difficult, disintegrating the enchanted weapon is a high-level spell of the Yue family, I can't use it well!"
Murong Lian cursed inwardly and asked, "Then how long will it take you to go back to Yuefu and find someone who can destroy the sword?"
"There is no such person!" Yue Chenqing said, "This spell is too dangerous. My father would not pass it on easily, and he himself is not in the imperial capital now..."
"What about your uncle?"
"He won't!"
"... Where's your fourth uncle?!"
Yue Chenqing was aggrieved: "It's not that you don't know him, he never pays attention to me, even if he is in the imperial capital, I don't know where others will go..."
Murong Lian said angrily: "It's long-winded, pushing three and four, talking for a long time, and it's not only you who is left! Then you come!"
When the book is used up, I will hate you less. In this situation, Li Qingqian has already seen through the identity of the sword spirit. It is a question whether they will let them go at this moment. Escape is also in vain.
Yue Chenqing had no choice but to say with a bitter face: "...Okay, then I'll try. But in case I fail, can you..."
Murong Lian whispered: "Don't worry, if you fail, I will definitely take out your intestines."
Yue Chenqing: "..."
As Yue Chenqing said, it's not difficult to destroy an ordinary weapon. Find a man who can break a big stone in his chest and just bend it hard. What's more difficult is to destroy a weapon with a spirit. Yue Chenqing bit her finger, put the red peony sword on the ground, and then began to draw talismans around the sword. The spell was too complicated, and he didn't remember it clearly, so he repeated it several times. This made Murong Lian extremely impatient.
"Okay, isn't it?"
"Don't rush me, the more you rush, the more wrong I will be."
"Hurry up, I'm going back to smoke!"
"… "
Murong Lian's face became more and more ugly, his eyes were slightly hot, and his pale face was flushed with a morbid flush. He lowered his head and glanced at his bong, and caught a glimpse of the zombie blood that had not been wiped clean.
"Alright, alright! I've drawn it! This time, it's always right!" Yue Chenqing shouted, and hurriedly sat with her legs crossed, closing her eyes in front of the blood formation.
Murong Lian endured the surging boredom in his chest, squinting to see that the young man had begun to chant and cast a spell in a dignified manner. As the scriptures were recited in his mouth, the light array on the ground emitted a soft white light, as if there were traces of it. Immortal Qi wrapped the red peony sword.
"The blood of the king enters the cauldron, and the body of the king casts the body of the sword."
The light gradually brightened, and the red peony sword began to make a sharp sound in the formation, trembling slightly.
"Three feet of water in the box was once a dreamer."
Inside the cave, Li Qingqian obviously also felt the strangeness here. He turned around abruptly, his sword brows raised angrily, and gritted his teeth: "That brat from the Yue family! It's a big deal for me!!"
He wanted to fly towards that direction, but was blocked by Mo Xi's Repulsion Sword. Li Qingqian became more and more furious: "Get out of the way!"
The water-breaking sword technique in his hand has danced into an afterimage, but he can't escape. Only the clanging metal sound was heard, and fireworks splashed around in this dark hole.
Li Qing was in a hurry, and suddenly raised his head and howled, and a large black miasma burst out from his chest. The black qi condensed into a hissing talisman in his palm, and quickly hit Gu Mang!
The magic talisman was the highest-level magic talisman of the Liao Kingdom. There were only ten people who would use it in the entire Liao Kingdom, but when they saw the talisman in mid-air, hundreds of flying arrows filled with demonic energy scattered in the air, all of which shot at Gu Mang. ! Seeing that he was about to pierce the barrier, Mo Xi flew to Gu Mang, and the sword was erected.
Mo Xi shouted sharply, "Lianhua Snake Array, open!"
In an instant, the Suiran sword split into thousands of red lights and shadows in his hand, blooming like a thousand-leaf lotus flower. After each shadow of the Suiran sword fell to the ground, it turned into the shape of a scaly and flowing snake, slaughtering it into the air, and instantly smashing Li Ran into the air. The spells shot by Qing Qian were torn and bitten!
But who would have guessed that at this moment, Li Qingqian himself swept up behind Gu Mang, condensed the sword energy all over his body, and slashed open the protective barrier! Mo Xi immediately turned around, raised his leg and kicked him on the side. Li Qingqian was kicked in the chest and vomited blood, but at the last moment, he tried his best to smash the magic talisman held in his hand into Gu Mang's chest—
The person who was called suddenly opened his blue eyes!
The evil spirit in the body suddenly increased sharply.
Mo Xi was startled: "Gu Mang..."
"Your blood is poured into the cauldron, and your skeleton casts the body of your sword. There are three feet of water in the box, and once was a dreamer..." On the other side, Yue Chenqing's spell was like a magic spell, surrounding Li Qingqian.
Li Qingqian gasped, her complexion becoming more and more pale, but she still clutched her chest, stood up crookedly, raised her head and laughed.
"Hahaha, no matter how powerful you are to suppress him." Li Qingqian gasped, "You can't beat the control of the Liaoguo Summoning Charm!" He swallowed blood and shouted with blood red eyes, " Gu Mang, come out!!"
With a loud bang, the veins on Gu Mang's arm burst out, and the bamboo warrior's immortal-binding rope was broken free! Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black energy surged from his forehead, and he actually burned the repression spell that Yue Chenqing had put into ashes... Gu Mang raised his faint blue wolf eyes, raised his hand, and slammed the last piece wrapped around his waist. , is also the thickest rope torn off! He strode closer to Li Qingqian and knelt in front of Li Qingqian.
"At your command."
Li Qingqian gritted his teeth and pointed at Mo Xi: "You killed him for me!"
"Yes."
The damage to the spell caster was terrifying, so Li Qingqian manipulated Gu Mang using ordinary evil energy awakening techniques. The last fight was on Gu Mang. As expected, Gu Mang's whole body was covered with evil energy, the blue in his eyes was almost bright and a little whitish, and a flame of a wolf's head totem with a height of ten people rose suddenly behind him.
Bamboo Warrior: "Ada!"
Gu Mang just raised his hand and didn't even move his fingertips. The bamboo warrior who tried to attack him was kicked out and slammed into the stone wall.
The dark shadow of Mo Xi reflected in Gu Mang's blue pupils, he paused and repeated the instruction dryly: "Kill you."
Attack him violently!
Taking advantage of Mo Xi's entanglement by Gu Mang, Li Qingqian took the opportunity to run behind the stone forest. Because of his anger, his face became extremely distorted. Murong Lian was naturally aware of this movement. Although he was not Li Qingqian's opponent, Li Qingqian was at the end of the game because of his excessive losses, so it was not impossible for him to fight.
Murong Lian said to Yue Chenqing, "Hurry up, I'll hold him back!"
After saying that, he dodged behind the stone forest, and a water ghost talisman slammed out, turning into water ghosts, rushing out from the ground, and fighting with Li Qingqian.
"The king's soul is buried in cold iron, I want to be a lamp."
The incantation in Yue Chenqing's mouth was about to end, and a large amount of black water began to flow out of the body of the red peony sword, scattered around the blood formation. On the other hand, Li Qingqian swept away the surging group of goblins with one sword, and went straight towards Murong Lian. The sword was originally stern, but at this moment, it suddenly trembled. Instead, Shuranjian hit the wrist, and the sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound. land.
No matter how strong a sword spirit is, if its body is destroyed, it will be instantly annihilated. Li Qingqian naturally knows what is at stake. He previously relied on the heart of a cultivator to strengthen his cultivation. After returning to Chonghua several times, he was just looking for opportunities. Take back his own body from Murong Lian. But the vigilance around Murong Lian was too high, he couldn't get close at all, plus the red peony sword was sealed, no matter how many people he ate and how many souls he sucked, he would not be able to show his true magic power. .
That's why he used a magic spell to lure Gu Mang out of the prison, so that Gu Mang could use it for himself and regain the red peony sword.
But who knows...
After all the calculations, it didn't even count that Xi Hejun branded a trace on Gu Mang's body, and he was able to chase after him so quickly...
Li Qingqian's eyes were red, his chest heaved violently, and he roared: "I can't die, no one can stop me! No one can think about it!!!"
After shouting upside down three or five times, the spirit body could no longer support it, and fell to the ground in a slump, supporting the ground with its hands.
Damn, why is one of the three people who came here is a descendant of an aristocratic family of refiners? … it’s really… really…
Li Qingqian thought about it, and suddenly burst out laughing wildly, with an indescribable distortion and resentment.
Thinking about it, whether for good or evil, sticking to the right path or falling into the devil's lair, the heavens have never treated him favorably—why is my life up to me? What did he do when he struggled so hard? ridiculous! ridiculous!
In his heart, seeing the red peony sword in the distance trembling in pain under Yue Chenqing's palm, the struggle and sinking of these years, and the blood bathing... can't help but come to mind one by one.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of unwillingness, and shouted, "Gu Mang!! Come and grab the sword!!"
Gu Mang, who was fighting fiercely with Mo Xi outside, heard the shouting that almost resounded throughout the cave. His blue eyes moved, and he wanted to swipe at Li Qingqian. But Mo Xi grabbed his shoulder and held him down.
"I'll take the sword." Gu Mang suddenly turned his head and said coldly, "I don't want you."
It means that his current mission has changed, to capture the sword, not to kill Mo Xi.
Seeing that Mo Xi still didn't let go, his eyes became fiercer and his tone became harder: "I don't want you."
Those blue and faint eyes, coupled with the appearance of biting his lip after speaking because of anxiety, said something like "I don't want you" that sounded ambiguous and willful.
He clearly knew that Gu Mang had no other meaning at all, but his heart couldn't stop burning. Mo Xi didn't want to look at his face.
"let go."
"You don't want me to take the sword, right?"
Gu Mang said, "Yes."
His clanging appearance made Mo Xi even more angry, and Mo Xi said angrily, "Isn't the order to kill me? Only after killing me can I go to capture the sword!"
"...?" The blue eyes were dumbfounded.
seems like it
Although the person under the control of the invoking spell obeys the command, it is difficult to have any discernment. Therefore, those people in Liaoguo who make good use of this way often know very well how to express the order, and usually there is a clear start and end of the order. But Li Qingqian was obviously stealing, and he didn't know the most correct way to control it.
Therefore, although Gu Mang was strong, Gu Mang fainted.
His snow wolf eyes stared at Mo Xi and swept back and forth several times, as if he was judging whether what Mo Xi said was right or not, and whether the person in front of him was enough for him.
Then he came to a conclusion: "Okay. I want you first. Then the sword."
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"Brother wants you, why doesn't he want you." He once looked at Mo Xi in the night with dark eyes smiling and moist, with a lazy expression. Strong arms pulled over his junior brother and compatriots, lover and son.
Gu Mang took the initiative to lean over, and kissed Mo Xi in the woods beside the battlefield from tender to fierce.
At that time, the "want you" was a greed for a while.
Today's "want you", what followed was not gentleness, but the magic blade unsheathed and attacked Mo Xi fiercely and swiftly. The long legs were ruthless and accurate at this time, they rose high and kicked Mo Xi violently.
No matter how Gu Mang's evil spirit recovered, his spiritual core would eventually be shattered.
So he is very strong, but he is not the opponent of Mo Xi, the pure blood goddess, not to mention his physical skills, every move and every move, Mo Xi is so familiar with...
Therefore, Gu Mang raised his leg and kicked the person sideways, but the person didn't kick him, but Mo Xi turned to his side, raised his hand to hold his ankle, stared at him with black eyes, and caught the flying knife thrown by Gu Mang unsurprisingly. , the spiritual power in his hand was blazing, and the thin blade instantly turned into a little fragment.
"It's a coincidence." Mo Xi paused for a while and said, Sen coldly, "I want you too."
Before Gu Mang could react, he felt a whirl in front of his eyes. Mo Xi's entire body had been thrown to the ground. The tall man's figure was pressed down, almost occupying and tyrannical posture, pressing him hard. On the ground, his knees pressed against his crotch, locked his arms with one hand, and pinched his chin with the other.
Mo Xi was the person Chonghua knew the most about Liao Kingdom, and he was probably the only person besides Jiang Yaoshi who could unravel the "Summoning Curse". blue eyes.
"… want you."
Gu Mang's face flushed red from his pinch, but he still squeezed out his insistence through gritted teeth.
It's "command".
But this is too...
Mo Xi's heart became hot, he looked at the struggle under Gu Mang, staring at himself fiercely but helplessly.
Like a fire falling on a pile of wood, Mo Xi only felt that there was an urge in his head to tear him apart, and he would use the most savage method to make him hurt, make him regret, and make him beg for mercy.
At that moment, Mo Xi suddenly doubted that he used the simple and crude way of communicating "I want you too" before. Did he choose such a statement to make it easier for Gu Mang to understand the meaning, or was it stagnant in his heart for so many years? desire, want to vent in this box
This kind of self-doubt made Mo Xi annoyed, but Gu Mang felt uncomfortable under his pressure, his blue eyes were covered with a layer of instinctual moisture, he gasped, his lips twitched and he wanted to say something.
In order to prevent himself from having more terrifying thoughts, Mo Xi covered his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Be honest, I'll break the curse for you."
Gu Mang purred furiously and irritably under him, and even tried to bite Mo Xi's finger.
"It will hurt."
Breathing hotly down, Mo Xi stared into his eyes from a close distance. spit out two words.
"Be patient."