Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty: Under the Heroic Stage, Famous Sword Qiushui
The manor under the night sky has completely restored its clarity.
Without the mist, the hazy starlight fell down, making the inside and outside of the manor appear extremely clear.
When Wang Tianzong walked into the manor, the last white mist in the corner had turned into a thread, slowly swimming in the direction of Li Tianlan.
As he approached, the strand of white silk paused obviously, and then continued to float towards Li Tianlan.
Wang Tianzong's pupils shrank slightly for a moment, but he did nothing.
Qin Weibai had already stood up.
She stared calmly into Wang Tianzong's eyes, her brows filled with coldness.
The palace of reincarnation was destroyed.
But a goddess is still a goddess.
She stood there, her whole body still exudes a kind of coldness and arrogance that one dare not blaspheme.
But Wang Tianzong clearly saw a trace of confusion deep in Qin Weibai's eyes.
There is only confusion.
The reincarnation palace master who forcibly used that sword was in danger.
More than half of the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Palace of Reincarnation were killed or injured.
Even lighting a fire is uncertain whether one will live or die.
Countless core masters, core strength, and a large number of trump cards in the Palace of Reincarnation were revealed.
The Lord of Samsara Palace may have succeeded.
Tomorrow may be a new era.
But everything in the Palace of Reincarnation will be buried at the end of the old era and completely destroyed with her success.
Under such circumstances, Qin Weibai showed only confusion.
Wang Tianzong never even saw the slightest anger or hatred in her eyes.
Her confusion was not even due to the destruction of the Samsara Palace, which gave Wang Tianzong the feeling. Qin Weibai's current confusion was entirely due to some considerations, or the confusion that appeared after some shadows suddenly disappeared.
Wang Tianzong suddenly felt that she was a little strange.
She narrowed her eyes and said calmly: "Who are you?"
"I?"
Qin Weibai was obviously stunned for a moment.
Thinking about the sword light just now and the Lord of Samsara Palace, she suddenly became a little angry and her voice became sharp: "Why do you question my identity?!"
"I didn't question anything."
Wang Tianzong said calmly: "It's just that you seem to have lost yourself."
"I am who I am."
Qin Weibai said coldly: "Do you need me to introduce myself?"
Wang Tianzong smiled and shook his head. That night he stood at an unprecedented peak in the dark world, and even his personality seemed to have become calmer and gentler.
He restrained all his murderous intent, walked past Qin Weibai, and walked towards the villa where Li Tianlan was recovering from his injuries.
Qin Weibai followed quietly without saying a word.
Li Tianlan is still unconscious.
He had taken off his military uniform and was now naked from the waist up. The huge wound on his chest had stopped bleeding, and the elites from the Reincarnation Palace were carefully cleaning his wound.
Dongcheng was lying next to him, leaning closely against Li Tianlan, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Wang Tianzong watched quietly.
He suddenly reached out and touched Li Tianlan's wound, feeling the sword intention in it. The movement of the sword clearly appeared in his mind, and the wound appeared in front of him very clearly. He looked at it for a long time before muttering.
He murmured to himself: "This knife is really gentle."
Qin Weibai looked at Wang Tianzong expressionlessly. She did not stop him from walking in, nor did she stop him from touching Li Tianlan. From the beginning to the end, she remained indifferent.
Wang Tianzong finally turned around, looked at Qin Weibai and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill him?"
Qin Weibai's eyes narrowed.
Her whole body, which was originally a little dazed, suddenly felt an indescribable coldness.
This is a feeling that Wang Tianzong is very familiar with.
He didn't meet Qin Weibai often, but almost every time, he felt this harshness from Qin Weibai.
Wang Tianzong shook his hand.
The sword energy flowed in his palm, extremely delicate.
"You dare?"
Qin Weibai suddenly asked.
The sword energy in his hand suddenly stagnated.
Wang Tianzong raised his eyebrows: "I don't dare?"
"you dare?"
Qin Weibai asked calmly.
Wang Tianzong fell silent.
Qin Weibai stopped talking.
No matter what, Li Tianlan is the marshal of Central Continent at this time.
Li Tianlan can die when the demon army attacks this manor.
Because there is no evidence that the demon army belongs to the Wang family of Beihai.
But now, with Wang Tianzong here, Li Tianlan must not die.
In a sense, from the moment Wang Tianzong entered the manor, Li Tianlan and Dongcheng were truly safe.
Along the way through the battlefield and through the ruins, Wang Tianzong seemed to be advancing step by step, but in fact he was constantly retreating.
"You win."
Mountains and seas of killing intent and sword energy surged beside Wang Tianzong for a moment.
He became quiet again.
"We didn't win, and you didn't lose either."
Qin Weibai shook his head: "Maybe the outcome was doomed from the beginning."
Wang Tianzong said nothing.
He looked at Li Tianlan, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, with regret in his eyes.
There are many kinds of regrets.
And all the regrets seemed to be gathering in Wang Tianzong's eyes at this time.
He raised his hand, then put it down again, and was silent for a long time.
Qin Weibai, who had been standing silently, watched him become quieter and quieter, and finally said: "See you off."
Two elites from the Reincarnation Palace walked over and bowed slightly in silence but with respect.
Wang Tianzong shook his head, turned and left.
His figure paused at the door and suddenly said: "I will get what I want."
"You've got it."
Qin Weibai said calmly: "And we got what we wanted."
"New Era?"
"from now on."
Wang Tianzong was silent for a while and nodded.
In the final sword, both sides paid an extremely heavy price. No one lost, no one won. In many cases, this is the way of the world. What can you do if you are unwilling to give in?
He walked out of the villa.
Under the extremely clear night with the fragrance of flowers and plants, the unconscious Li Kuangtu and Li Xi were carried back.
Lin Fengting was also lying on a stretcher.
His eyes were open and he was still awake.
Wang Tianzong looked calm and did not even look at Kuangtu Li.
He walked up to Lin Fengting and suddenly asked: "How is it?"
"Can't die."
Lin Fengting's tone was quiet, and his smile was still free and easy.
Wang Tianzong looked into his eyes and sighed softly: "We can't look back."
Lin Fengting hummed and said, "Yes."
"from now on..."
He looked at Lin Fengting and spoke softly.
"It's best to be a stranger. If we can't see each other, then we won't see you."
Lin Fengting took over his words, his voice extremely decisive.
Wang Tianzong smiled.
Best to be a stranger.
His figure walked out of the manor and said quietly: "It's best."
The two passed each other and walked in opposite directions.
In the villa, Qin Weibai came out to welcome him.
She bent down to Lin Fengting and said softly: "Mr. Hard work."
Lin Fengting took a deep look at her and shook his head.
In the silent and quiet villa, Li Tianlan was still lying with his eyes closed.
Lin Fengting struggled to stand up from the stretcher, walked to Li Tianlan, and looked at him for a long time.
"What will happen when he really wakes up?"
Lin Fengting suddenly asked.
"have no idea."
Qin Weibai shook his head, his eyes became complicated and a little uneasy.
"The real doomsday is nothing more than that."
Lin Fengting murmured to himself.
"end?"
Qin Weibai was a little confused.
"His, yours, maybe everyone's, the real doomsday..."
Lin Fengting said softly, his eyes gradually becoming a little confused.
...
Dibing Mountain, the sun is shining brightly.
In the extremely quiet palace, Xia Zhi quietly watched everything happening on the screen.
Countless signals from the Northern Navy regiment in Eastern Europe locked onto Wang Tianzong and Moormans.
Xia Zhi never saw that sword tearing through the sky, but he completely saw that sword shattering the entire city.
Infinitely brilliant light lingered in the screen and finally disappeared.
She saw an almost unharmed Wang Tianzong appear in the city of Moormans.
She saw Wang Tianzong kill the tyrant with a wave of his hand and take back Wuding Jinghong.
She saw Wang Tianzong's figure moving forward, getting further and further away.
In the quiet hall, Xia Zhi stood quietly, like a statue.
After an unknown amount of time, her somewhat numb body slowly moved.
The picture on the screen has been frozen.
It was frozen on the screen without the Sword Emperor.
The summer solstice slowly turns around.
Her expression was only calm, without any waves.
She opened the palace door, and bright sunlight shone down.
Xia Zhi raised her head and stared directly at the scorching sun in the sky.
In the dazzling light, her eyes were red, and her face was filled with tears before she knew it.
Glittering tears fell down her face.
Xia Zhi walked out of the palace and walked into the depths of Emperor Bing Mountain.
Countless guards along the way bent down at the same time when they saw her.
The summer solstice is in a trance.
Passing by Tianxia Palace.
Climb the platform of Xiongxiong.
The densely packed steps go all the way up, seeming to extend to the end of the sky and the sea.
Xia Zhi took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
"lady..."
On the phone, a respectful voice rang.
"Prepare a special plane."
The sound of the summer solstice is soft and erratic.
"OK."
On the other side of the phone, the respectful voice responded: "Madam, where are you going?"
Xia Zhi held the phone and looked north.
"Go to Snow Country."
She looked to the north, and an imperceptible sharpness was slowly gathering in her eyes. The woman who once amazed an era and might even become a female genius stood in front of the steps near the top of the Xiongxiong Platform.
She extended her hand.
The sword's will spreads.
"Click..."
The thick stone steps suddenly collapsed.
The clear sound of swords resounded throughout the Imperial Army Mountain.
The simple long sword flew out from the stone steps and landed in Xia Zhi's white palm.
Xia Zhi lowered her head and looked at the sword in her hand, her eyes full of affection.
More than twenty years ago, it was this sword that opened a path for the Wang family of Beihai who was in a difficult situation.
In the treason case more than 20 years ago, it was also this sword that directly shattered Li's fierce army, the Endless Sky.
More than twenty years ago...
Over the past countless years, the Beihai Wang family has had legendary stories about this sword.
But in this era, this is the sword of Xia Zhi.
Famous sword from the North Sea.
Autumn water.
Xia Zhi held Qiu Shui's sword and turned around to leave.
Xia Zhi's personal maid was kneeling in front of the first step of the Xiongxiong Terrace, holding a cell phone in her hand while she was talking.
"lady..."
The maid whispered: "It's His Majesty's call."
Xia Zhi was stunned for a moment, holding the sword in one hand and the phone in the other.
The phone was hung up the moment she took it over.
A text message was sent quickly.
"Guaiguai is at home, waiting for me..."
Xia Zhi lowered her head and looked at the screen, looking at the typo on the screen.
The autumn water trembled slightly, and she remained silent, her eyes red again.