The sky was clear, and under the nascent sun, a faint amber light was reflected.
The rays of light gathered together an astonishing sword intent. The sword intent was insignificant, but it carried a trace of the true meaning of the ancient Buddha. It fell silently into the ground, and then cut a deep and terrifying ravine in the ground of the deserted courtyard with a sharp sound.
Lightly scattered dust flew up, and the sword intent kept moving, passing under Su Jing's white soft boots.
The karma-fire red lotus, which had never been extinguished even when it was born in the Nine Netherworld, was extinguished into dots of fire under this sword.
The darkness between the morning curtain of heaven and earth was washed away by the force of a sword coming from the west, and the clear sky was cleared.
A woman in white came riding a sword, like a fairy descending into the world. The three-foot-long green-edged ancient sword under her feet trembled with a bright galaxy of sword light.
Ye Lian's beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and when his eyes fell on the long-lasting sword intent in the deep ravine on the ground, a somewhat unexpected smile appeared in his eyes.
"Junior sister Wen, aren't you in seclusion to cultivate your sword heart? Why do you have time to join in the excitement of Xihe City?"
Ye Lian looked at the woman in white from far to near in the sky with a gentle smile.
This woman in white clothes carries an ancient black sword scabbard behind her, and the white school robe she wears is exactly the same as the one Ye Lian wears.
It's just that compared to Ye Liang's gentle eyes with apricot blossoms hanging down like spring rain, the eyes of this woman in white are slightly narrower and colder.
Perhaps because he specializes in swordsmanship, his overall temperament has a bit more edge to his sword.
Wen Hanwei was entering the hospital with her sword in hand. The Yuxiao Divine Sword under her feet turned into a streak of cold light and returned to the scabbard behind her under the light touch of her sword finger.
He glanced at Su Jing with a faint gaze. For some reason, a few drops of bright red blood were stained on one side of her fair cheek, making her eyes even lighter.
Her lips that were as blooming as cherry blossoms pursed into a beautiful half-moon arc. She slowly opened her lips and said in a very beautiful voice: "I haven't seen you for two hundred years, but you have changed a lot."
Su Jing didn't squint his eyes, but the frosty and snowy look in his eyes, which was already cold, became a little stronger for some reason.
"Really? Wen Hanwei, you have been in seclusion for two hundred years, but you haven't changed at all."
Ye Liang blinked slightly and was surprised to see Junior Sister Wen whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
"It seems that Junior Sister Wen's success in the Fanyin Sword Heart is really gratifying. But what's the reason for the blood on your face?"
Although Wen Hanwei is cold-tempered, she is quite respectful and courteous to her senior sister. She then bowed her head and said, "Hanwei has met the seventh senior sister."
When she raised her body, her beautiful amber eyes stared at the leaf curtain and said seriously:
"Hanwei came out of seclusion seven days ago and learned that the Eighth Senior Brother's life tablet was slightly cracked. The sect master ordered me to hold his life tablet and go to seek help. I saw that the alcohol demon was wreaking havoc in Xihe City. I have seen my senior sister believe it in detail.
The wine demon hid in the altar of the best daughter Hong sent to the Daze Palace, intending to seize Queen Daze, but the Eighth Senior Brother intercepted him on the way and saw through the wine demon's true identity."
Ye Liang's gentle face finally had a crack, and his clear eyes suddenly turned dark and deep.
"The life card of Jia Chen is broken? How could it be so? If it were not for the heavy damage to his soul, the life card would never have cracked for no reason. How could a mere alcoholic demon, a remnant of the Demon Sect, hurt him?"
Wen Hanwei's tone gradually became deeper and more solemn. She looked into Ye Liang's dark and increasingly dangerous eyes: "What if... it was the Demon Sect Liuhe who was born?"
Ye Liang's eyes instantly shrank like needles!
Her face became extremely ugly: "We cannot delay here, we must inform Tianxi and Cangwu of this matter as soon as possible!"
As she said this, she looked towards Su Jing, but saw that she was still standing in the distance, her quiet demeanor and cold breath said everything.
Ye Lian frowned: "It's already this time..."
Wen Hanwei also turned her head to look at her, and her tone was soft and cool: "Although I said you have changed a lot, your temper is still exactly the same as two hundred years ago. Who are you trying to cause trouble with so much murderous intent?"
Su Jing glanced at her lightly, and her tone became increasingly dangerous: "You want to stop me?"
Wen Hanwei looked away, maybe because she felt that it was difficult to communicate with this guy after hundreds of years, so she looked back at the leaf curtain: "Looking like this, he is not looking for trouble, but he is going to kill someone."
Ye Lian had a headache: "I've been with her for ten days and still haven't convinced her. Now I'm really worried about Jia Chen."
Wen Hanwei nodded: "The sect master ordered me to take you two back to the sect. When Liuhe was born, the first target was the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, Cangwu Shizang Hall and...our Taixuan Nine Classics."
"I want to go to Feiyun Mountain." Su Jing stroked the break on the Jade Rabbit mask with his fingers, his eyes shining like night.
Kill the person she wants to kill.
Wen Hanwei always knew that she was stubborn, but she didn't expect that her stubbornness would turn into paranoia after two hundred years.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and frowned: "This mask..."
Su Jing glanced at him and said nothing.
Wen Hanwei showed a look of surprise, and then said solemnly: "This mask is very common in Guangmeng City."
The fingers under Su Jing's sleeves twitched slightly, then curled up tightly, and her voice was slightly hoarse for a moment: "It's different."
Wen Hanwei said: "Don't be willful. I will go to Baituo Mountain to find that person for you, and ask him to go to Guangmeng City to buy one for you."
Ye Liang looked a little strange: "Junior Sister Wen, don't you know?"
Wen Hanwei was stunned and said, "What should I know?"
She only knew that on the day of seclusion, she heard that the marriage between Su Jing and that man had not come to fruition. As for more...
Ye Lian gently pulled her sleeve and whispered: "That person is no longer in Tianxi..."
Wen Hanwei: "..."
Su Jing slowly closed her eyes, her white clothes as cold as frost.
Wen Hanwei was surprised: "Is it possible that you have returned to Zhongyou?"
Ye Lian smiled bitterly: "Although everyone in the world says so."
Wen Hanwei frowned: "No wonder this guy is like this. Anyway, if the Seventh Senior Sister is really worried about the Eighth Senior Brother, then please ask the Senior Sister to return to Nanze Mountain first. Then I will accompany her."
Ye Liang gave her a gentle look, and he felt good about it.
After all, in the entire Nanze Mountain, there are only a few people who can really get close to A Jing's heart, although the relationship between Ninth Junior Sister and A Jing seems not to be harmonious now.
But at least before Ninth Junior Sister went into seclusion, she and A Jing could be considered friends.
It would be more suitable for her to stay by A Jing's side.
"In that case, I'll thank Ninth Junior Sister."
In front of the leaf curtain, a faint trail of yellow sand and fallen leaves rolled up. When the sand settled and the leaves settled, the beautiful shadows were no longer there.
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Feiyun Mountain is surrounded by dense forests, deep valleys, and protruding peaks. From time to time, you can see the ethereal spiritual energy rising from the splashing spring water in the deep mountains and permeating into the mist.
Wen Hanwei did not wield a sword this time. She and Su Jing stood side by side on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings.
"I'm not happy to know that your mask was ruined, but after all, that little girl is not a heinous villain. Let's stop with this education, right?" Wen Hanwei said slowly.
Su Jing, however, glanced at the ancient sword on her back and said, "If someone breaks your Yuxiao Sword now, will you give him a simple lesson?"
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