Chapter 495: Flesh
“Holy shit, you damn thief, I even led a group of fellow apprentices and sisters to steal the list, and you just drove Hui Jue away? Huh?”
In the small courtyard, in Fu Qingzhou's room, Qiu Chan crossed her arms and glared, frowning at the weak Fu Qingzhou: "Do you know how much risk we took to steal that list? Now tell me, let's do it Was it any use?”
Fu Qingzhou smiled: “Saturation rescue.”
“What a mess.”
Qiu Chan sat down next to Fu Qingzhou: "Tell me how to compensate."
"What kind of compensation..."
Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "Huijue ran away, but His power is intertwined. Even if he is not the leader of the Jinchan Temple, he is still a strong Xuanxing man after all. There will definitely be people who cling to and support him... He has run away now. Who knows he will use these powers to... What do these people do?”
“If you find that Chiang Kai-shek, you can also pull out many people from these forces, so that we will not be stabbed in the back one day.”
< br>Hearing what he said, Qiu Chan suddenly understood.
"It seems to be the same thing."
She curled her lips: "Okay, come and take a look at this."
As she said that, she took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and folded it. The paper was handed to Fu Qingzhou.
Fu Qingzhou took it and saw three names written on it, all with the surname Jiang.
"Three people named Jiang are playing cards."
He blinked: "Are you sure which one it is?"
"Don't we have to wait for you?" Qiu Chan stretched and said, "You must have seen them and looked at their faces. Only then can we confirm."
"Oh...yes." Fu Qingzhou patted his forehead: "There are too many things to do today, and I can't wrap my head around it."
"Okay, then. Rest first."
Qiu Chan smiled sweetly at him: "You are still very powerful. For a strong man like Hui Jue, you actually went to Jin Chan Temple and killed him. I really can't help it. Thought.”
"Plans can't keep up with changes." Fu Qingzhou also smiled at her: "You are tired too, take a good rest."
Qiu Chan waved her hand and left the room gracefully, leaving only a bang when the wooden door closed. A sound.
Fu Qingzhou breathed a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed.
"Old guy, you said..."
He spoke slowly, but suddenly paused.
Finally, it turned into a long sigh.
......
At the end of the Northern Desert, there is a cliff.
Tianya, not Tianya, is the name of a cliff.
It stretches across the northernmost part of the Northern Desert. The sky full of yellow sand is suddenly cut off by a bottomless cliff. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking further north, you can see endless blankness. There is no desert, no mountains, no grasslands, just the vast sky.
This sky cliff stretches thousands of miles across, from east to west, and is dominated by extreme sandstorms that remain unchanged all year round. Not to mention ordinary people, even practitioners cannot penetrate deep into it. According to legend, even Xuan Xuan died in the sandstorm. Star powerhouse.
In the eyes of everyone in the world, this place is the end of the world.
At this time, three figures appeared on the edge of the cliff at the end of the world.
Ning Baimei, Ning Wushu, and...the dean of Zhangjian Academy, Dong Qianran.
The three of them were all wearing hats and cloaks, and their bodies were dusty and covered with yellow sand.
"Elder brother."
Dong Qianran asked softly: "Here... Tianya, is the sword demon hiding place?"
"Yes." Ning Baimei said lightly: "Closer It has become more and more restless."
Ning Wushu frowned slightly: "Even you can't kill it?"
"Haha."
Ning Baimei smiled calmly: "It is a dead thing, how can you kill it?"
Dong Qianran clenched the sword in her hand, half of her gray hair covered her eyebrows in the wind, and asked: " Senior Brother, you have always refused to explain why you brought me and Wu Shu here. Now, can you tell me?”
“Okay.”
Ning Baimei turned to look at her. He smiled and said, "I didn't say it before. It's not deliberately concealing it. It's just that the sword demon has feelings. If you're not at my level, mentioning it outside may make it sense the smoke of the human world. This is extremely dangerous."
< br>Ning Wushu and Dong Qianran looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. "I understand, you are confused."
Ning Baimei kept smiling: "Don't worry, I brought you here this time just to let you understand."
After that, he stretched out his hand to Dong Qianran: "Qianran "Yes, Xianjian."
"Yes." Dong Qianran responded, took off the sword from her waist, and handed it to Ning Baimei.
Ning Baimei stretched out her hand to take it, placed the seemingly ordinary long sword in front of her, and gently stroked it: "Of the eight swords of the king, only half of those who can subtly recognize their master... Qianran, Wushu, from now on, You should be more careful and find their owners for them.”
Hearing this, Dong Qian was startled.
Ning Wushu was much more straightforward, and raised his eyebrows: "What on earth are you going to do? Don't make it like Tuogu will. You have fought with the sword demon for so many years, and you have suffered serious injuries. , you can't die!"
"Haha."
Ning Baimei turned his eyes to his daughter and said with a smile: "Of course you can't die as a father."
"Then what are you doing?"
Ning Wushu asked directly: "You are taking us to watch the battle, and you are explaining this and that. If you don't explain clearly, don't do anything today. !”
“Wushu, you misunderstood.”
Ning Baimei was particularly patient and calm with her daughter: “It’s just that after returning to Beijing this time, my father may have to live in seclusion. . ”
“Secret?”
Hearing these three words, Dong Qianran and Ning Wushu were both shocked!
"Yes." Ning Baimei said softly: "If nothing else happens, the world will undergo great changes in recent years... Although I am invincible in the world, there are things in this world that are invincible to human power. Perhaps...only by breaking through the realm of selflessness can we deal with it."
Dong Qianran and Ning Wushu looked at each other in shock.
"But..."
After a long while, Dong Qianran said with some difficulty: "This sword demon can be evenly matched with you, senior brother, how can we..."
"Don't worry." Ning Baimei interrupted her and said softly: "After today, the sword demon's strength will be greatly weakened, and those below Xuanxing will also have the power to fight with it."
After that, he no longer With words, he drew out his long sword and walked towards the edge of the cliff.
Soon, he walked out of the edge and stepped into the void step by step.
At the same time, a strange and sinister smile came from the bottom of the boundless and bottomless pitch black cliff.
The laughter was extremely uncomfortable to hear, like the sound of thousands of fingernails scraping on a rubber plate, which made people's hair stand on end and make them crawl all over.
The next moment, a huge dark figure rose from the bottom of the cliff.
But whether it is Dong Qianran or Ning Wushu, they can all sense that...the mountain-like figure is not the reality.
That is the condensed form of endless sword energy and sword intent!
They are flowing and tumbling, without a fixed outline, but they converge into a huge figure.
And in the center of the figure, or in the "chest" position, a human figure can be vaguely seen.
The human figure couldn't see clearly, but he was quite tall and heroic. He was wearing black armor, holding a halberd, and... there was a long sword stuck in his chest.
It seems that the infinite sword energy gathered around this person, and even this so-called sword demon, all come from this long sword!
The moment the sword demon appeared, the fierce sword energy covered the sky and the earth, and a terrible sandstorm suddenly broke out on the edge of the sky cliff. Dong Qianran immediately stopped in front of Ning Wushu, stretched out her right hand and both hands. Make a sword gesture with your fingers together and stand it upright in front of your chest.
In an instant, dozens of illusory sword shadows surrounded the two of them, blocking the sky-covering yellow sand and violent sword energy.
“No book.”
Dong Qianran said softly: "Don't worry, senior brother..."
"I'm not worried." Ning Wushu said calmly: "Father, he will not do anything that is uncertain."
>While speaking, her gaze fell on Ning Baimei's back through the illusory sword shadow, through the yellow sand and sword energy.
That thin, slender figure like a scribe has to bear the responsibility of the whole world...
A buzzing sound.
It was Ning Baimei who raised the long sword.
He looked calm and exhaled softly. The next moment, he turned into a meteor, dragging a long ray of light and stabbing towards the sword demon!
(End of this chapter)