Feng Xiaoyi was also shocked when she saw the purple smoke spread. She was not invasive to all poisons. If she was touched by the poisonous fog, she would be in danger. When she heard Xiao Yun's shout, she had a heart of touch, and the sword was unsheathed and was slamming on the amethyst wall with the seven-star cave.

With a "boom", the amethyst wall was blasted open, and people suddenly rushed out of the hole. Then the air flowed in the cave, and the purple smoke suddenly spread faster.

The purple smoke quickly covered Xiao Yun, and at the same time the purple air faded, and Xiao Yun could already see the stone box in the purple air.

Xiao Yun subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, held his breath, and jumped towards the stone box. At this moment, a colorful scroll came, but it wrapped the stone box first.

The lid of the stone box has been opened, and there are two sword grooves arranged side by side in the box, one of which is empty, while the other sword groove is quietly lying in a flashing cold light.

The sharp blade is slightly bent and does not become a "s" shape, but the curved arc is curved in the direction of "s", like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and the blade body is even more tilted, while the sword's handshake is in the middle. This is a unique sword, and this short blade... Xiao Yun looks familiar.

The colorful light came towards Xiao Yun's door mask, and at the same time, a "giggle" laugh came. Miss Rou had already lived in front of her and reached out to grab the short blade.

"It looks like a sharp sword, thank you."

"It's too early." Xiao Yun said the words, and the visual obstacles created by the colorful brilliance did not stop him at all. Yun Meng Liu bounced and made a "sharp" sound, pointing towards the short blade.

This move is considered sinister, and it is no wonder that Xiao Yun's sword is called a poisonous sword by Feng Xiaoyi. It is not that there is poison on the sword, but that his sword is particularly sinister.

No matter who gets the short blade Xiao Yun's sword first, he will make a contribution. If the sword is taken first by Miss Rou, the sword will cut off her wrists. If his sword is fast, he will undoubtedly pick the short blade away.

When Miss Rou saw Xiao Yun's sword coming, she was shocked. Why was this person's sword so uncomfortable? The colorful ribbon in her hand was wrapped around Xiao Yun's wrist, and at the same time, she took action with a knife.

Xiao Yun suddenly lifted the short blade and reached out to pick it up. Unexpectedly, his wrist tightened and was tied up by the colorful ribbon. At the same time, the girl Rou's ring knife swirled and cut it towards his hand.

He used his way to give him the other person. Even the people from the Murong family in Gusu would be ashamed to the point of being ashamed. This sword was like Xiao Yun's sword, and the short blade was cut off if he didn't. If he didn't, the short blade would be taken away by Miss Rou.

Yunmeng Liu trembled, and his sword body turned toward the ring knife, which was about to lift the ring knife open.

There were two ring knifes, one was picked out, and the second one came later. Moreover, Xiao Yun's left hand was tied with a colorful ribbon, which meant that one hand was restricted, and he lost the opportunity.

The short blade was caught by the ring knife, and then she was grabbed by Miss Rou, and then her figure flashed and she could dodge it.

"Success." Miss Rou didn't see the short blade clearly and grabbed it. Unexpectedly, she didn't know where the short blade's handshake was. She only saw one end of the blade, and naturally thought that the other end was a handshake.

"Oh!" Miss Rou shouted, and it turned out that the other end was also a blade, and she cut her hand. If it weren't for her quick reaction, the short blade that broke her hair would have cut off her hand.

With Xiao Yun's sword swing, the colorful ribbon had been cut off, and at the same time the sword body trembled towards Miss Rou's throat.

Xiao Yun's sword was fast, and it was Miss Rou who reached out to grab the short blade and the sword had already stabbed. Miss Rou wanted to dodge it again and it was too late.

A cold light flashed, the sword body folded, and the sword slid against her neck. At the same time, Xiao Yun's sword body flipped, and the sword blade pressed against Miss Rou's throat.

The cold air on the sword made Miss Rou feel like she was in an ice cellar, but after a moment, she smiled sweetly, "Why didn't you kill me? If you don't kill me, what are you going to treat me?"

"Give me the magic blade, you go."

Xiao Yun had already remembered that this short blade was called the Baihua Illusion Blade, which was the weapon in Hua Qingying's hand. On the Tiandao Mountain, Hua Qingying, who was only ten years old, used this magic blade to kill the group of people in black who were chasing him, so he could kill the corpse across the woods.

Now that the fantasy blade had landed on the ground, it fell at the feet of Miss Rou. Only then did she see clearly that the short blade actually had this shape.

Miss Rou raised her foot, stepped on the Huan Blade under her feet, stretched her neck, "Kill me, Huan Blade is yours, come on, kill."

Xiao Yun was at a loss for a moment.

"Did you fall in love with me? You are unwilling to attack me?" Miss Rou said with red haze on her face, and at the same time, she said with a weak look close to Xiao Yun.

One approached forward and the other flashed backward, but the soft girl who was strapped on her neck was gained by the sword.

"I am not familiar with you, so why do you fall in love with you? But... I felt familiar and intimate when I saw you. I felt warm in my heart, and there was nothing else to think about."

Miss Rou grew up and said for a while: "I am the same... Is this saying... We are destined to meet each other? "

"Yun..." is Feng Xiaoyi's voice calling again.

Xiao Yun subconsciously felt a pain in his arm at this moment. It turned out that a blood-red little snake was wrapped around Xiao Yun's sword at some point, and it bit his hand.

The snake bit Xiao Yun in one bite, then retracted and wrapped around Miss Rou's wrist, looking like a blood-red bracelet.

"You are poisoned, is it important..." Miss Rou smiled and reached out to push away the Yunmeng Liu Baojian pressing against her neck.

Xiao Yun exerted a little force on his wrist, and a drop of blood fell down the sword body. It turned out that the sword had cut through Miss Rou's skin.

"Jiji" is the cry of the purple-electric marten. The purple-electric marten had already rushed up to Xiao Yun's shoulder and screamed. At the same time, the little snake also poked its head out and spitted out its long forked snake letter.

"Who is inside?" Feng Xiaoyi had already heard the voice of Miss Rou talking.

There was something wrong inside, so she naturally couldn't ignore it. She held her breath and took out some antidote from her arms. She was playing randomly in her mouth, and the person had already penetrated from the crack.

At this time, the purple poisonous fog had not yet dissipated, and Xiao Yun and Miss Rou had only a few breaths to fight. At the same time, the fight between the two and the ventilation in the cave made the smoke surge towards the gap that Feng Xiaoyi blasted open.

Feng Xiaoyi jumped up and a large purple poisonous mist blew towards her. Although she held her breath and took antidote, it didn't work at all.

The poison was extremely domineering and was poisoned when it touched. Feng Xiaoyi felt nauseous and dizzy. Her whole body shook and she became unconscious. At the same time, the sword was still tightly held in her hand and did not let go. The sword fell to the ground with the person, making a "boring" sound.

Careful, Feng Xiaoyi stepped forward regardless of safety, but he was in danger and didn't know what the consequences were.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!