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When Xiao Zhao Wujiang had nine needles stuck in his back, Zhao Shou took out a blade, his eyebrows trembled a little, and then he took a deep breath:

"Changyuan, hurry up."

Zhao Changyuan nodded, picked up Tianjing, and started to blow the bellows.

The next moment, "Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The sound of striking iron sounded like a sudden rain striking banana trees.

Zhao Wujiang already knew what was going to happen next. He was in the mist, looking at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but touch his back and feel his spine.

Zhao Shou used a blade to open Xiao Zhao Wujiang's back, revealing his bloody spine.

It's just that the spine is no longer as white as jade, but blood red and black, and it is still squirming slightly.

Xiao Zhao Wujiang kept crying out in pain.

"Evil beast!" Zhao Shou gritted his teeth and was filled with anger. The silver needle had already sealed the Gu worm. He put away the knife and cut off Xiao Zhao Wujiang's spine at this time. He cut out the Loulan Gu worm and threw it aside.

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Afterwards, Zhao Shou took a few deep breaths and staggered back a few steps.

But the moment the spine was taken out, Xiao Zhao Wujiang became silent, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Chang Yuan." Zhao Shou's lips moved, and Yao Yao lay at the desk in pain.

A fiery red sword slid through the flying water, stained with green smoke, and turned black in an instant.

Zhao Shou picked up Tianjing and began to set the bones.

Xiao Zhao Wujiang, who should have screamed and cried in pain, was silent and still motionless.

In the mist, Zhao Wujiang was trembling all over. He knelt down in the mist, sweating profusely, and the pain in his back and spine was countless times stronger than the heart-breaking pain.

Cold sweat flowed from his forehead and fell into Zhao Wujiang's eyes, causing pain like acupuncture in his eyes. He tried to open his eyes to see the scene in front of him clearly, but the hot tears blurred everything.

The mist kept rolling in, and Zhao Wujiang gasped for breath. The pain seemed to come from across the ages.

Perhaps it was because of the transfer of pain from the beginning to the present that Xiao Zhao Wujiang was able to bear it and grow up.

Countless sounds came from heaven and earth, as if all time was blended together.

"Zhao Changyuan, you are so powerful that you think you can save your son by apologizing to death?"

"Your son, Zhao Wujiang, will become one of the Thirteen Swordsmen of the Sword Tomb and become a slave!"

"Senior Brother Li, why don't we let Senior Brother Zhao go... Sword Tomb..."

"Shut up!"

"..."

"Quick, hurry up!"

"Drive! Zhao Shou, you have no way to escape today, put down the sword slave!"

"Sun Sihao, could it be that you Yaowanggu also want to make an enemy of Jianzhong?"

"Jianzhong is old. If you don't die in old age, you are a thief!"

"..."

"Brother Zhao Shou, let's go to Kyoto, where we can protect you and Ah Wu's child..."

"..."

"Tell me, what is your name?"

"Your Majesty... I... my name is Zhao Wujiang, one walks, one crosses, um... Wu is the Wu who doesn't have..."

"Hehehe, do you like this sword? I allow you to touch it..."

"No... my third uncle said, you can't move."

"You obey the rules..."

"Your Majesty, the prince is waiting at the Yangxin Hall."

"..."

The clouds dispersed, the wind gathered, the fog dispersed, the sky and the earth were vast and clear, Zhao Wujiang collapsed in the fog, he understood a lot, but there was still a lot unknown.

Then why did the Miao people in southern Xinjiang kill themselves?

Is there anything about a young baby that could scare the Miao people in southern Xinjiang?

What is the final outcome of my parents? Are they really dead? Or are they imprisoned in the sword tomb?

What about a swordsman? A slave who serves the sword?

Could it be that the sword attendant nourishes the sword body, and the sword furnace nourishes the sword energy? What exactly is this sword tomb used to do? Is this the kendo of the sword tomb?

I feel so familiar with Gu Nanyuan. Is this the reason?

What is a divine weapon? Is it the sword from the Sword Tomb? Then does this divine weapon called Tian Jing in my body really belong to me?

Why has there been no movement in these years?
Chapter completed!