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"Then I will tell you the technique. If you follow the exercises, you will definitely be able to strangle the black sword energy." Ou Chuyang hugged Mu Wanqing, conveyed his body temperature, and at the same time stimulated the sword energy to evaporate the rain on her body.

"It induces the Dantian sword energy to rotate continuously, forming a vortex, generating a kind of gravity, sucking the black sword energy into the vortex, and then strangling it completely."

After Ou Chuyang finished speaking, he found Mu Wanqing's eyes full of misery and asked, "Wanqing, are you too seriously injured and unable to use your energy? Where are you injured?"

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes tightly and stopped opening them.

"Wanqing, why are you..." Ou Chuyang looked down at Mu Wanqing's body and was stunned.

Mu Wanqing's white clothes were stained with blood, which was shocking.

"Didn't it..." Ou Chuyang's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said, "Wanqing, I want to see your wound. Although it is so offensive, it is important to help you. I really don't care about that much."

Mu Wanqing just closed her eyes tightly and had no reaction.

Ou Chuyang lifted up Mu Wanqing's long skirt, then took off his inner and outer garments bit by bit. Mu Wanqing's flat and smooth belly slowly appeared under the moonlight. But Ou Chuyang had no thoughts in his heart at this time. He took out first aid medicine from the sword and sprinkled it on Mu Wanqing's fatal wound.

Mu Wanqing's dantian was pierced by the black light!

If the Sword Sect is the threshold for practicing sword art, then the Dantian is the foundation for practicing sword art. Mu Wanqing's Dantian was destroyed and she was extremely desperate, and she was afraid that her heart would be more painful than death at this time...

"Wanqing, don't worry. Think about it, I couldn't even open the sword gate at the beginning." Ou Chuyang helped Mu Wanqing with extremely calmness, and then carefully bandaged it with medicinal cotton and gauze. "There is no way out. As long as you are still alive, there will be hope. If you cheer up, we are still carrying a deep blood hatred, so we should not give up on ourselves."

Mu Wanqing opened her eyes and could see the endless pain and hatred in Ou Chuyang's eyes. She forced herself to calm down just to save her.

Ou Chuyang continued, "You must kill the black dragon in your body as soon as possible. You are too injured to withstand the battle of sword energy. I'll try to lead it into my body. If there is still sword energy that can activate in your body, you will mobilize it to protect your heart meridians."

Seeing Mu Wanqing blinking his eyes, Ou Chuyang stumbled the sword energy in his body into Mu Wanqing's vein. The black dragon in Mu Wanqing's body noticed that the powerful sword energy invaded again and immediately rushed over fiercely.

Ou Chuyang controlled his sword energy and slowly retreated timidly, and finally lured the black dragon over little by little, strangled it into his star vortex.

"Wanqing, how do you feel?"

"It's much better, thank you for saving me again." Mu Wanqing could already speak, but her body and limbs could not move.

"Why do you and me have to thank you?" Ou Chuyang asked again: "How is the current situation in his body?"

Mu Wanqing replied: "The black dragon has been eliminated, and only some residual black sword energy is left. But those sword energy no longer moves, but just stays in my whole body. My dantian...the dantian is gone...it cannot activate my own sword energy."

"This is indeed a bit tricky." Ou Chuyang couldn't think of any good idea for a moment, so he said: "It's okay, as long as we have no worries about our lives, we can naturally completely resolve the sword energy. You can rest here, I'll go... to bury them..."

Ou Chuyang gathered the bodies of Mo Zhenghe, Sect Master Kunyu, Mei Qixin, Zhou Jintang and others with blood and tears, and the broken arms of the two disciples of the mountains and fields.

At this time, Chaoyang had just penetrated the sea, Ou Chuyang dug a large pit in the east of the mountain top, Xiangyang, and buried three or four hundred people from Qianyuan and Kunyu sects together, and inserted all the swords of everyone on the tomb. Then he chopped down a big tree, cut it into two long wooden boards, inserted it on both sides of the tomb, and swung the sword to carve the blood letter:

"Qianyuan Kunyu is gone here"

"I will not be a human being if I do not avenge this revenge"

Ou Chuyang carried Mu Wanqing to the tomb and kowtowed and said, "Two sect leaders, fellow disciples, father... Please bless Chu Yang. Wanqing has achieved success in practicing swords and will one day capture her enemies here. Blood sacrifice to all the spirits in heaven!"

"Canglang!" Ou Chuyang unsheathed his swords and pointed at the sky angrily, "I, Ou Chuyang, swear to the sky! No matter who you are, no matter where you escape, I will find you, peel the cramps and skin, crush the bones and raise ashes!"

"Crack!" A thunderbolt of the sky fell down and exploded on Pingding Mountain.

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Picking up Mei Aoxue's body, Ou Chuyang's heart was as if he was stolen, and he shed tears along the way. By the stream at the foot of the mountain, Ou Chuyang slowly cleaned the blood for Mei Aoxue. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid that he would wake up the sleeping beauty.

A small tomb was built next to the tomb of the same burial tomb. Ou Chuyang made a coffin with a whole big tree, gently placed Mei Aoxue in it, and then gently brought the silver hairpin and engagement ring she had treasured for Mei Aoxue, and placed the "Qingxue" sword beside her.

"Senior sister, 'Aoxue' sword, I'll take it away. One day, I will let the sword drink the blood of my enemies..." After saying this, Ou Chuyang didn't say anything again, and just looked at Mei Aoxue's pale face as white as snow, wanting to imprint her face in his heart and never forget it.

The sun gradually gathered into the clouds, the sky became cloudy and unstable, and there was no breeze between the sky and the earth, which was extremely dull. The sea water in the distance was calm, like a pool of solidified stagnant water.

For a whole day, Ou Chuyang remained motionless and said nothing, like a stone statue guarding the tomb.

On this day, on this earth, on this sea, on this man merged together to form a still portrait.

Mu Wanqing looked at Ou Chuyang like a statue and couldn't help but ask herself: If I were dead, who would be so sad...

The last afterglow of the setting sun also sank into the sea. Ou Chuyang looked at Mei Aoxue deeply for the last time, closed the lid of the coffin, erected a stone tablet, and wrote: "The Tomb of Beloved Wife Mei Aoxue".

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"Wanqing was seriously injured, her life was at stake. It was a matter of no choice. Chu Yang left now." Ou Chuyang kowtowed three times in front of the tomb, stood up and raised Mu Wanqing on her back, and strode away.

Ou Chuyang remembered that he had heard about Ning Yizhi, a magic doctor in Ninghai City last time, so he planned to take Mu Wanqing to Ninghai City for medical treatment.

From Qianyuan Sect to Ninghai City, you can get there in one day. But Mu Wanqing was too seriously injured, so Ou Chuyang drove Mu Wanqing along the coast to Ninghai City in a small boat.

Ou Chuyang was extremely sad and could not help himself. Mu Wanqing was extremely desperate and sad. The two of them had almost no words along the way. Mu Wanqing vomited blood from time to time, and Ou Chuyang rowed with all his strength day and night.

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