Chapter 83 Waste
Lin Yuan spread out her delicate palms and looked at it blankly: "No..."
Bailian coughed lightly, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and smiled. : "Then this is not a bad thing. Sister Lin Yuan can move freely."
Lin Yuan came back from the shock and stared at Bailian's face with her blue eyes. Her legs rubbed gently under her robe unconsciously.
Damn it!
I showed this boy a thorough look last time in the lake, and now these human legs were unknowingly transformed into a human body, giving this boy a thorough look again.
If you think about it this way, wouldn’t it mean that your whole body has been exposed to him!
Lin Yuan's pretty face suddenly burned like a cloud of fire.
Bailian coughed lightly and said hurriedly: "It's been a night, and I don't know if Jinsheng is awake yet. I'll go check on him."
Jinsheng also turned around early this morning. When he woke up, the moment Balian entered the crypt, he saw his deathly gray face, as if his soul had been drained out.
Balian frowned slightly, something suddenly sounded, and he hurriedly took out the Yuanli Sword and gave it to him: "Don't worry, I have found your sword for you."
Who knew that Xi Jian would be like this? However, Jin Sheng, who was dying, looked as if he was dead.
He lowered his head and glanced at Yuan Lijian, and said with undulating lips: "Take it away and throw it as far away as possible."
Bailian said in shock: "Are you kidding me. ”
Meng Zifei also looked at him with bewildered eyes.
Tianxi Thirteen Swords, each sword has extremely important meaning to its owner.
The sword remains where the man is, and the sword remains when the man dies.
This sentence is definitely not just talk.
But now he said, take the Yuan Sword farther away?
Meng Zifei glanced at Jinsheng with a complicated expression and sighed helplessly.
Balian immediately frowned and looked at Meng Zifei and asked: "What happened?"
As soon as Meng Zifei opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Jinsheng in a self-deprecating tone: "My right hand ...It’s useless.”
The tone was very calm, as calm as death.
He stared blankly at the sword that had been with him for hundreds of years...the sword that symbolized the highest glory and nobility in the world.
The pale cheeks were filled with pain. He moved his lips with difficulty, but did not say a word.
Meng Zifei sighed and said: "Little brother Si Chen doesn't know that the two beasts Yang Zhao and Huang Kang took advantage of Thirteen Swordsman's serious injuries to break the tendons of his right hand that were finally repaired, and they are still there. The sword that severed the hand tendon was smeared on Black Devil Poison."
"Black Devil Poison?"
"Well, it is an extremely rare poisonous weed that grows in Zhao State. If any wound is contaminated with half of this poison, There is no chance of repair.
Even though Master Thirteen Swords has pulled out his sword many times and his hand tendons have been broken several times, it is not difficult to recover as long as there is sufficient spiritual power in the body
But with the interference of the black demon poison. , is to interrupt the connection between the spiritual power in the body and the right hand. As time goes by, Master Thirteen Swords' right hand will gradually wither and fall like a flower that has lost its moisture, not to mention holding a sword... I am afraid that it will be difficult to hold water. Very difficult.”
Meng Zifei's heavy words made Jin Sheng's face twitch hard, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be filled with blood from the heartache.
Bailian said nothing, squatting down and looking straight at Jin Sheng, who was sitting decadently leaning on the stone wall.
As soon as he raised the Yuanli Sword in his hand, he trembled violently, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, his expression changed drastically and he said: "Take it farther away!"
"Trash ." Bailian slowly uttered two words with a calm expression.
Meng Zifei was stunned, wondering why this little brother spoke so bluntly?
When did Jinsheng receive such an insult? A terrifying anger suddenly surged between his brows.
Then he remembered something again, and his anger disappeared quickly. He opened his empty eyes and sneered: "Yes, you are right, I am just a waste, a waste that brings harm to my compatriots!
They take advantage of My sword seal has attracted the other Thirteen Swords of Tianxi here. If...if something happens to my brothers and sisters, I...it won't be a pity if I die ten thousand times."
Jinsheng. The self-blame and shame reached an unbearable level.
As a result, Balian looked at him seriously and said seriously: "Don't worry, it won't happen. Not everyone in the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi is as useless and incompetent as you. Even if they are really attracted here, they can use all their strength to And retreat."
Although he knew that Bai Lian was telling the truth, it still hurt Jin Sheng's heart to say it openly.
He glanced at Balian with a slight twitch in his mouth, thinking that this little corpse demon only stayed with the female evil star for one night, and his venomous tongue skills are really growing day by day.
Bailian thrust the Yuanli Sword into his left hand very forcefully, and said calmly: "If you can't hold the sword with your right hand, then use your left hand. It's just a broken hand. It's not a big deal. .”
Jin Sheng was furious: "What do you mean it's just a broken hand? I've been practicing sword practice with my right hand for three hundred years. Now that I've fallen seriously into trouble, and I'm asked to hold the sword with my left hand, doesn't that mean I'm back to the starting point?" Start again!”
Balian said seriously: "If you think this is the case, then start over."
Jin Sheng said angrily: "It's easy to say! I have ordinary spiritual roots and clumsy qualifications. My brothers and sisters They are all stronger than me, and they are getting farther and farther away from me. Now if I are asked to start over, how can I Only then can I stand side by side with them!"
Bailian shook his head and said: "It's not easy to say, because for me, I have to be better than your spiritual roots. There are thousands of low-level people in the world, but they are still moving forward, but you can't even stand up, so what else can you do with it? "Brothers and sisters side by side."
Bailian took out the golden vine hairpin from the green water jade and said: "Actually, you should be lucky, because Jinsheng only broke one hand, and Lin Gui. However, Yuan's head was cut off and thrown into the river. What he lost was his own life. .
He already... doesn't even have the chance to start over again. If you want to give up, I will never stop you. Just pull out the sword and cause the catastrophe. Anyway, the Yuanli Sword's The soul of the sword is eternal, and it can still wait for its next owner.”
Jinsheng clenched the sword in his hand, feeling confused for a moment. He looked pale and said: "I don't know... I don't know if I can go on. This road is too difficult."
< br>Bilian patted his shoulder and smiled: "There will always be a way."
"No! I smell a lot of sirens and crows! They are chasing me. Come on!" Lin Yuan hurried over. In the crypt, he said with a heavy face: "We must leave here as soon as possible!"
Jinsheng lowered his head and glanced at the sword in his hand, and smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter where you escape, the methods of those two people are really the same. It's so weird, they can actually pull out a ray of Yuan Lijian's breath. With this ray of breath, they can quickly find our location."
Bailian's head sank slightly.
(End of this chapter)