In the deep valley, Wei Xuanhe and the woman whose face was covered by a gauze sat in a pavilion facing each other.
His eyes would always look at the green sword beside the woman from time to time. But when he really saw the green sword, Wei Xuanhe was like a mute, not knowing what to say.
The woman behaved dignifiedly and elegantly, and was carefully looking at the man in front of her. She felt that the man was still very handsome, and the heroic spirit exuding between his eyebrows was very charming. Ouyang Qingxue said with a faint smile without missing a trace.
: "You must be the descendant of Shushan who came here to cause trouble a few days ago!"
Wei Xuanhe nodded, and then, unable to restrain his emotions, pointed at the sword beside the woman and said, "This should be the Qingsuo Sword from Shushan. Please return it, girl."
Ouyang Qingxue had no expression on her face and ignored him. Instead, she looked at Wei Xuanhe and asked, "Are you the only one in Shushan?"
Wei Xuanhe frowned. At this time, his heart was in turmoil. He didn't even dare to look at the woman in front of him. Although the woman's face was covered by gauze, Wei Xuanhe was very sure that this woman's appearance must be that kind of shocking appearance.
, it was also the first time in his life that he saw such a woman. Although Qingsuo Sword was right in front of him, his heart was in confusion and he didn't know what to do.
Ouyang Qingxue saw that Wei Xuanhe didn't reply, but didn't know what he was thinking, so he pointed to Qingsuo Sword aside and said: "I guess you know the ins and outs of this sword, the causes and consequences, better than me!"
Wei Xuanhe nodded with a complicated expression and said: "Yes, the Qingsuo Sword is my most precious treasure in Shu Mountain. We have been looking for the whereabouts of this sword for generations."
Ouyang Qingxue smiled faintly, and then said naturally: "It may have been the treasure of Shushan before, but now it is my sword. This sword has been with me since I was born, and I am its current owner."
Wei Xuanhe didn't know what to say for a moment. It was a natural thing, but after the woman downplayed it, he didn't know what to say. He just kept emphasizing that this sword belonged to Shushan.
Ouyang Qingxue looked at the man in front of her who was nervous and at a loss, and couldn't help but smile knowingly, and then said to him frivolously: "Since you came here for this sword, then it is here. If you have the ability, just
Take her away!"
Wei Xuanhe opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looked at the woman blankly and said, "Is this true?"
Ouyang Qingxue did not speak, but nodded with a smile, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the Qingsuo Sword beside him, indicating that he could try it.
Wei Xuanhe took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to reach out and slowly grab the Qingsuo Sword. But just when he was about to touch the Qingsuo Sword, the Qingsuo Sword suddenly flew up on its own and stopped behind the woman.
Wei Xuanhe wanted to catch it again, so he turned over and jumped up and quickly grabbed the Qingsuo sword.
But the next second he was stunned. The Qingsuo sword was motionless in the air. He couldn't take the sword away at all. After a while, he felt a powerful spiritual energy coming from the Qingsuo sword. Wei Xuanhe held it
The sword hand was shaken away, and a blue sword soul floated out from the sword, looking at Wei Xuanhe with cold eyes.
This scene was something he didn't expect. He didn't expect that the Qingsuo sword he had thought about day and night was actually in front of him, but he felt that this sword was so strange.
At this time, there was a sound of breaking wind in the sky, and a purple long sword came flying over and stopped opposite the Qingsuo Sword. The Purple Ying Sword Soul also floated out from the sword, with longing in its eyes, and...
Reluctantly, and with a hint of naughty love, he looked at the Qingsuo Sword Spirit in front of him.
Qing Suo Jian looked at the Zi Ying Sword Soul in front of him in confusion. It was completely unfamiliar and had no lingering and melancholy feeling at all.
Wei Xuanhe was also very surprised when he saw this scene, so he asked angrily: "What did you do to the Qingsuo Sword?"
After hearing this, Ouyang Qingxue shook her head and said: "There is something you may really not know. The moment Shushan heroine Cheng Suqiu died, the Qingsuo sword spirit also died. Because the purple and green swords are more powerful than each other.
Jin Jian, it was disheartened when it saw Cheng Nuxia being forced to death by your so-called righteous people, so it has forgotten all its previous memories. The Qingsuo Sword now is no longer the Qingsuo Sword of the past!
"
Wei Xuanhe looked in disbelief and asked with pain on his face: "How could this happen?"
Ouyang Qingxue sighed softly, grudges and grudges are all destined to happen, and these two swords are also destined to experience this disaster!
Seeing Wei Xuanhe losing his temper in pain, Ouyang Qingxue couldn't bear it. She didn't understand why this man worked so hard for the revival of his sect. Even if he got the Qingsuo Sword, would he really be able to revitalize Shushan?
Doesn't he know that if you want to combine two swords, the most important thing is not the sword, but the person?
So Ouyang Qingxue bit her lip and seemed to have made up her mind before saying, "It is not impossible for Qingsuo Jian to return to the past."
Wei Xuanhe seemed to have found light again in his lost eyes, so he asked anxiously: "What should I say? Is there any way?"
Ouyang Qingxue sighed and said: "Even if you get the Qingsuo Sword, what's the use? Can you use the two swords alone?"
Wei Xuanhe also knows this. To use the purple and green swords, not only must they be recognized by the two swords, but they must also have the same understanding and love for each other. To put it bluntly, couples who love each other must be able to bring out their best.
power.
Wei Xuanhe suddenly blushed in embarrassment. It's not that he hadn't thought about this problem in these years, but he couldn't even find the shadow of Qing Suojian. Even if he found someone who was in love with him, what's the use?
Now the owner of Qingsuo Sword is actually from Huanyin Pavilion, and Wei Xuanhe must have found out that this woman's identity is not simple, otherwise the female elder just now would not be so respectful to her.
So he took a deep breath and said slowly: "In order to revive Shushan, our generations have put in too much effort. Only the purple and green swords can do it. Without the purple and green swords, Shushan will be revived."
It is no longer the Shushan it used to be. For Qingsuo Sword, no matter how much I pay, it will be worth it."
"Do you think I will fall in love with your mother?"
Ouyang Qingxue's soft words made the tragic Wei Xuanhe jump out of his tragic oath. He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. He did not expect the woman to say these words.
Ouyang Qingxue continued: "The only way for Qingsuo Sword to recall its sealed past and reunite it is if its current owner is willing to unite it with you."
Wei Xuanhe was a little afraid to face the woman in front of him, but he still asked without confidence in order to be able to match her: "Then are you willing?"
Ouyang Qingxue chuckled, and then said disdainfully: "What do you think?"
Wei Xuanhe lowered his head with some inferiority, thinking that he was just a descendant of a lonely sect with nothing but a Ziying sword. Could he be worthy of this otherworldly "fairy" in front of him?
However, in order to unite the two swords, Wei Xuanhe worked hard. He mustered up the courage and asked: "What will it take for you to be willing?"
"How about you join the Phantom Pavilion?"
"Impossible!" Wei Xuanhe said decisively, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He felt that his refusal just now was a bit too firm. He was asking for help, and he shouldn't be so decisive. But joining Huanyin Pavilion, in his heart,
It is absolutely impossible. After all, he is a disciple of a well-known and upright sect, and it is impossible for him to associate with the evil cult.
When Ouyang Qingxue saw Wei Xuanhe reject it immediately, she looked at him quietly with a hint of indifference in her eyes...