Chapter 24 Sword, Blood, Floating Life!(2/3)
And in the Haoran Palace...
There was a figure that Ye Tiance didn't want to, and did not dare to get close to him!
Everything is normal.
It seems that the murder of the green souls tonight has nothing to do with them.
Ye Tiance stood in the wind with his hands behind his back, motionless, watching for a full quarter of an hour.
His fingers were raised several times, and the sword light surged on it, but in the end, they were forced to suppress it.
finally!
He sneered and turned around and left.
"He's gone." Lan Xing squeaked in Yun Xiao's arms.
"Hehe." Yun Xiao smiled coldly.
He knew he would be suspected.
But so what?
Ye Tiance did not have this imagination and would think that Yun Xiao’s Burial Heaven Sword Soul could double the power of the “Sword Heart” and kill the clan directly.
The pillar of the sky in China, the source point of the Taoist realm, the embryo of the world!
How could he understand these things?
Soon, it was late at night.
Cai Maomao and the others all fell asleep in front of this Haoran Palace.
Only the woman in black dress was still sitting on the edge of the cliff, becoming much quieter.
She hasn't drunk today.
Tonight was a dangerous night for her and her elders, so even if the Third Sword Peak was on fire and the Green Soul Cauldron Fire was burning, they didn't join in the fun.
"Junior Brother Yun."
Suddenly someone called him.
Yun Xiao opened his eyes, and under the hazy night, a beautiful figure stood in front of him.
"Senior Sister Zhao, what's the matter?" Yun Xiao stood up and cleaned up the dust on his body.
"There's no more wine." The woman said.
Under the moonlight, her skin was softer than snow, and her long and dark hair was scattered in front of her eyes like a waterfall, and she accidentally stroked Yun Xiao's face.
A little itchy.
"Then?" Yun Xiao shook his head and woke up a little.
"Go and buy some." said the woman in black dress.
"Okay." Yun Xiao nodded.
He walked forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the woman.
Senior Sister Zhao is very tall and has a perfect body proportion.
If you should be big, you should be thin.
It deserves its name.
"Can you still fight a sword when you drink so much?" Senior Sister Zhao looked at him coldly with beautiful eyes.
"Elder Wang said that after drinking, he will be happy to control the sword and will be buried in a mass grave tomorrow." Yun Xiao said drunk.
Senior Sister Zhao: “…”
She took a deep breath, then transformed her black sword soul into a sword-wielding sword, suspended under her feet.
This sword soul is very similar to her, just like a black flower, dark, cold and quiet, while the power surging inside the sword is like the fire inside her heart.
She jumped gently, stepped on the sword, then turned around and blinked at Yun Xiao, saying, "Come up."
"Yes." Yun Xiao stepped on it, shaking, half a step away from Senior Sister Zhao.
"You can't stand firm before you start. If you fly with your sword, you will have to fall to death tonight." Senior Sister Zhao looked ahead and said lightly.
"It seems to be, hehe." Yun Xiao burped and smiled a little silly.
"Hold it!" Senior Sister Zhao said seriously.
"Where to help?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows to look at her.
"Wait." She said openly.
"I'm afraid of you?"
Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and placed it on her waist.
The beauty is soft, the willow waist is thin, and it is as beautiful as a snake...
For a moment, Yun Xiao's mind was a little congested because he remembered that night, he also held it like this.
"I took you with me, just because the sword heart is with you, and I am afraid of death." Senior Sister Zhao looked down at Yun Xiao's hand, and her voice trembled slightly.
"I understand without explanation." Yun Xiao narrowed his smile.
"What do you know?" asked Senior Sister Zhao.
"I am young and handsome." Yun Xiao said.
Senior Sister Zhao: “…”
Buzz!
Take off the sword.
The strong wind rushes, and Yun Xiao’s mouth is filled with a lot of wind, and he is almost thrown away.
fine!
Hold your hands tightly enough.
The night wind was cold and the cold blew the face. Yun Xiao became more and more awake, standing obediently on the black sword spirit, riding the wind with Senior Sister Zhao.
He looked around—
Under the night, the mountains, rivers and rivers in the distance are like trillions of ghosts sneaking.
The sword flew to the sky, and the fairy pavilions and rivers below became much smaller.
The cold wind is like a demon, whirling by, cold everything.
In heaven and earth, all sounds are silent!
This world is very cold...
It's cold and heartbroken.
Between my hands, a warm heat flow came from the waist of the willow.
The night wind rolled up her long hair and brushed on Yun Xiao's face, neck and chest, and the refreshing fragrance poured into her heart. Her dress rolled in the night sky, like a beating elf
.
"Is this the immortal road..."
Yun Xiao suddenly felt his eyes a little moist and his mind was a little empty.
Sword, wine, blood, and pictures are entangled.
He felt that the world was desolate.
There was only between her hands and the warmth from her hair that made his heart beat and felt the temperature of the fairy road.
Intrigue and deceit, fighting and killing are the path of immortality.
It is also a path to immortality if you are loyal to each other and die with you!
There is one person in this life, facing the cold wind, facing the cold wind, and controlling a sword together. Although he has not spoken, the beauty of this moment is enough to be remembered in his heart and will never be forgotten for a long time.
"Is this considered an immortal road? In fact, it is just a reproductive impulse!" Lan Xing muttered.
"This is the breeding shackle set by Adao for living creatures. It is used to increase the number of living creatures. Now it is put on his head!" Chi Yue agreed.
"And, it's not the head on the neck." Lan Xing said.
"I'm so damn it!!"
Yun Xiao was about to vomit blood.
Such a good atmosphere!
Let them all be destroyed.
Dead speechlessly.
The key is that they are really in serious discussion!
To be continued...