The Glass Maiden

Chapter 47 Lize Palace (4)

Xuanji retracted Bengyu into the scabbard, pinched her handprint, and wanted to use fire fighting technique. Ting Nu grabbed her wrist, "Use Dingkun Yuhuo! Don't let it go!"

Xuanji was taken aback and looked at him in a daze. Ting Nu frowned, seeming to notice that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "Don't let go...your sword...what is it called?"

According to her words, she pulled out Bengyu, as if it were alive, trembling in her hand, bursts of brilliance overflowing, as if urging her to do it quickly. She almost instinctively knew how to do it, and she stretched her finger across it gently, and the place where she flicked her finger showed a fiery "color".

She stretched her sleeves, pinched a sword tactic, and said, "It's called Bengyu-also called Dingkun!"

The Dingkun Sword seemed to be swallowed by flames for an instant, and countless small fire dragons coiled around it, with amazing heat. Liu Yihuan looked at it in surprise and admiration, and muttered: "The artifact...This is the artifact!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xuanji had already rushed out of the enchantment area, and shuttled through the dense black rain that corroded sex. Liu Yihuan watched with trepidation, and repeatedly called out, "Be careful! Over there... Uh! Be careful!"

Ting Nu sighed, "I feel more and more that you are not a father."

"What?" Liu Yihuan glared back at him innocently.

"You're a mother, or the most verbose kind."

"..." Liu Yihuan blushed unexpectedly.

Ting Nu whispered: "She's okay. A long time ago, she fought alone like this, against thousands of troops...Even the Emperor of Heaven was astonished by her combat effectiveness."

"You know a lot." Liu Yihuan shrugged, "What kind of grudges did you have with her before? It's involved in this life."

Ting Nu smiled faintly, and for a long time, he said softly: "I just--want to see the style of the General of the God of War again."

That kind of dizzyingly "fascinating" intrepidity, overwhelming madness, unbelievable coldness-he wanted to take a good look at her back then.

As he spoke, Xuanji had already rushed into the sea and spun around. The glorious Dingkun sword and the fire dragon hovering on it suddenly grew hundreds of times larger, and the entire sky seemed to be burned. She held up for the fire dragons, Ding Kun drew a circle in the air steadily, and said, "Broken!"

The fire dragons howled and rushed forward, entwining the snakes into a solid. Although their stature is not as huge as they are, the astonishing heat that can burn the sky already makes it difficult to breathe. The snakes roared and hurried back into the sea. The fire dragon on their bodies was immediately extinguished when they touched the water. Without the support of the fire dragon, Xuanji also fell from midair.

Ting Nu frowned, "No! It's not that samādhi is really hot! She didn't understand!"

Before the voice fell, I heard the harsh howling of the snakes from the sea. Although the mortal fires were fierce, they could only cause skin and flesh injuries. The snakes urged their masters to hurl out of the sea. Opened the blood basin and swallowed Xuanji. She was floating in the sea alone, obviously having nowhere to hide.

Liu Yihuan was so anxious that her hair would stand up, shouting: "Then you let her understand! Hurry up!"

Ting Nu pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.

In fact, what can he say?

Xuanji hurriedly swam forward in the sea water "chaotically", and the few transfigures behind him caught up with them within a short time, and suddenly jumped out of the water, with her head on top of her body, and she flew up like clouds and mist. The snakes rushed up and stretched out their long necks, vying to eat her in their mouths first.

She was immediately anxious, and she couldn't stretch her hands and feet in the air. She saw a snake roaring and biting it. The teeth in her mouth were densely packed like barbs. Each one was bigger than her whole person. There was also a shock in her heart, instinctively. I want to close my eyes and wait for death.

Bengyu in his hand screamed unwillingly, shaking violently, as if to blame her for being so useless. Xuanji had to fight hard, waiting for the snake to bite it, and "plug" Bengyu upright in its smelly and squirming mouth, lifted her foot on its teeth and kicked it, bouncing back with her strength, and her hands became imprinted. Summon a new fire dragon and lift himself up again.

By the way, she can't die yet. I didn't see Sifeng, didn't save Linglong, and didn't bring back Senior Brother Liu Bu Zhoushan.

She still has many things to do, how could she die in such a ghost place! And-she glanced at the snake on the opposite side in disgust, she would rather **** herself than die in these ugly monsters!

For some reason, when she thought of the word "self-criing", her heart suddenly trembled, and she seemed to be touched. The Bengyu that "plugged" into Huashe's mouth glowed brightly and sprang out lightly, with a sense of spirituality, cleverly falling into her palm. That fiery hilt, that kind of touch... as if she had squeezed it so tightly, using it to end her life in a desperate place.

The snakes were no longer afraid of the fire dragon, dangling before her eyes, looking for the best time to speak. The salty sea breeze was raging, and the salivation from their mouths fell like rain, and it fell on her arm. The clothes immediately corroded a big hole, and the skin burned extremely painfully.

Xuanji yelled and stood up.

Fight!

She stroked Bengyu gently on her arm with her backhand, hot blood poured on the hot sword, white smoke hissed. She gritted her teeth and gathered all the qi in her body on her fingertips, and her fingers slowly brushed across the smooth and hot blade. Inch by inch, Bengyu turned into an orange-red "color" like burnt.

There seemed to be a small heart in her hand, throbbing throbbingly, the unexpected heaviness almost made her unable to grasp it. The bright flame "color" burst out from the sword, and with the flick of her fingers, it was pulled out like silk, gradually turning into thousands of red threads, wrapping the collapsed jade in it.

Her wrists trembled violently, because of the sudden increase in weight, she finally gritted her teeth and lifted it up, exhausted all the strength of her whole body, and swept out, those flickering flame "color" silk fluttered out, and it grew as soon as the wind appeared, and suddenly changed into shape. The small fire dragons several meters long are densely packed, and the number is unknown.

The snakes seemed to be extremely alert to these little fire dragons, and after hurriedly retreating, they had to hide in the sea, in case they swept over, covering the heads of these snakes. The snakes hissed and screamed in pain, tumbling violently in the sea, stirring the sea water like soup boiling for a long time.

The strange thing is that those little fire dragons are not like the fire dragons just now. They die when they touch the water. Even in the sea, they still burn, causing the white mist of the surrounding sea to rise, as if a heavy fog suddenly appeared.

Seeing that the heads of the snakes were all burned, it was obvious that they could not survive. Xuanji was also exhausted and was sent back to the shore by the fire dragons, lying there unable to move. Suddenly remembering something, she struggled to get up, her eyes lit up, and she turned back and shouted at Ting Nu: "Did you see? I killed them! This time I really killed them!"

Ting Nu smiled faintly, withdrew the barrier, pushed the wheelchair over, reached out to support her, and said softly: "What you did is beautiful, but you will do more beautifully in the future."

Liu Yihuan also ran over, looking at Bengyu with bright eyes, she wanted to reach out but didn't dare, and even said: "It's amazing! Xiao Xuanji...your sword...is really beautiful...can you give it to me? Take a look?"

Xuanji smiled, and was about to release the sword generously. Suddenly, the blue shadow flashed in front of him. Elder Luo, who had been watching the battle, suddenly shot, grabbed Liu Yihuan’s vest and backed him several feet, shouting constantly. .

"Killing! Help! Killing!" He screamed more miserably than killing a pig.

Elder Luo snorted coldly, pinched him to the ground, slammed his chest with one foot, and sternly said: "If you don't kill you today, I will take you to the Reward and Punishment Hall for a certain crime! If you are convicted, let you blood sacrifice to the old palace. the Lord!"

Liu Yihuan's ribs were squeaked by him, and he screamed in pain, and he was so anxious that he shook his limbs, but it was useless. Xuanji hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was stopped by Ting Nu and whispered: "Don't move, look at him."

Elder Luo sneered: "Why, didn't I always boast that I was the first warrior in Lize Palace? I haven't seen him for many years, but I have become a mortal without the power of a chicken? You think I will spare you by pretending to be pitiful. ?"

Liu Yihuan was stepped on in a cold sweat, and his face was "white", as if he was about to die, but his tone was so awkward that he laughed and said, "Ahhhhh...that's not a boast... Lao Luo, you know in your own heart, who exactly lost to whom...ah!" He screamed again, and after a long time, he said: "Now you have found a chance for revenge... I know you will be evil. Just tell me...you, you always have to report to you...because you are too small, the old palace lord looks down on you, even if you try hard to practice...hehe...the palace lord still passed it on to your junior... …What kind of hall master are you now...a generation of red card disciples...you are not ashamed of it..."

Although Elder Luo was wearing a mask, he couldn't see the "color" of his face, but people within ten feet of him could feel the soaring anger on him. He said sharply, "Although you have a strong mouth, you will have no chance to speak in the future."

He bent over as if to lift him up, Liu Yihuan suddenly smiled: "What can you really do to me? Not necessarily! The spirit beasts that have been raised for so long have been easily killed by the little girl... I see you It’s getting more and more regressive than before!"

After that, he suddenly "touched" a dagger from nowhere, turned his wrist, and quickly stabs Elder Luo's calf. Elder Luo reacted swiftly, and immediately jumped up. He just landed on his right foot, and used force to rush forward, trying to catch Liu Yihuan before he got up. Who knows that this shaky wretched uncle is actually faster than him, a dazzling one, catching his kick, turning his wrist again, and slashing to his knee.

Elder Luo was shocked and made a false move. He stepped away first, Liu Yihuan followed him like a shadow, and the gray "colored" shadow seemed to be behind him. No matter how he hid or hit him, he couldn't help it. In fact, for all these years, Elder Luo gave his life to practice every day, and his skills were no longer under Liu Yihuan, but after all, the shadow that had been defeated by him was still there. Seeing that he used the same trick as before, he couldn’t fight it. When he reached him, he couldn't help "chaos" slightly, pulling the universe in his sleeve forcefully, only to hear a few "pawns", he hid in his sleeve and fed a poisonous hidden weapon straight to the gray shadow behind him.

Liu Yihuan held the dagger and drew a circle in front of him. There was a jingle, and all the hidden weapons were blocked by him and fell to the ground. Elder Luo moved together, and was about to turn around to grab a flaw and attack it. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden cold on his neck, and the dagger came up.

Liu Yihuan squeezed his arm and cut it back, and smiled: "Lao Luo, you still don't believe me if you regress. I haven't made any progress over the years, and you still can't beat me. The old palace mainly knows, and I probably irritate you more. Right, huh?"

Elder Luo felt cold and desperate. For many years, he had been awakened almost every night by the nightmare he had lost to him. He practiced lifelessly, hoping that one day he would be shameful and personally end this traitor. He had also imagined countless times how the two would really do it. He had carefully studied each and every move, but he never figured it out. When he did it, he still lost to this slippery head.

He was defeated, not to him, but to his own demons for many years.

Seeing that he was silent, Liu Yihuan knew it was not good, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch his chin. After all, it was a small step later, and blood flowed from his lips—he actually learned to bite his tongue and kill himself as a woman? ! Could it be that the humiliation is so great for losing to him?

"Brother..." Liu Yihuan sighed and suddenly changed his words.

When Elder Luo heard this name, his whole body was shocked, and his mind couldn't help but recall the situation in which several of their seniors were practicing martial arts. Liu Yihuan is the youngest apprentice, but also the smartest. What kind of complicated moves and spells can be learned within three days at his place. The apprentices are envious and jealous of him. He has a natural "sex" personality and a good "color". He didn't have so many rules in Lize Palace back then. He often sneaked out to find women. When he came back, he came back with a lot of powdery perfume, the old palace owner. I scolded him all day long, but in the end I still loved him most.

In fact, he himself has no affection for Liu Yihuan, but he doesn't like to say bad things behind his back like the seniors and put him on small shoes. One time, he was still speaking to him in front of the master-he didn't want to help him, but just couldn't see the past and framed him.

After that, the rascal was entangled, and he had to be with him no matter what he was doing, and even dragged him to find those women...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become angry with his chest, and sternly said: "I am not a rascal brother like you! You will be angry with the old palace master, so what face is there to call him a brother?!"

His tongue was bitten in the small half, and his words were vague, but his momentum was undiminished. The surrounding Lize Palace disciples wanted to come forward to help, but they didn't dare, so they had to surround themselves and watch the changes.

Liu Yihuan gave a "tsk" and sighed: "I just don't like you pedantic people and pedantic rules. Since you are a human, you should be happy and upright, otherwise what am I doing as a human being? Brother, you were drunk with me in the restaurant. Didn’t you say that this kind of life is very happy?"

Happy?

Yes, at that time, I accompanied him presumptuously. Although he kept complaining, he actually enjoyed the joy and freedom that he had never experienced before in such a day of mischief. Reason always reminds him that this is not right, it cannot be done, it is against the law. But every time I violate the law, the dangerous, regretful, and joyful feelings make people crazy.

He thought that his entire life would pass like this, but one day Liu Yihuan suddenly left, leaving Lize Palace silently. Although he was later caught back and locked up in the dungeon, he also vomited blood with the old palace master who had high hopes for him, and died within a few days.

How was it right or wrong? To be honest, he didn't know at all. However, if you want to be a human being, you must have faith. This way is wrong and it will make many people sad, so choose another way. The best of both worlds, such happy memories, can only be regarded as a dream.

Elder Luo was silent for a long time before he said: "You only care about your own happiness, but you don't know how many people have been harmed by this kind of happiness! There is no one more selfish than you in the world!"

Liu Yihuan raised his eyebrows and said, "How am I selfish? I also want to leave Ze Palace! If you press the iron law like this, are people taught? You might as well ask these young disciples, how many of them have seen women, Have seen the outside world? Who is selfish if you don't even give them these most basic things?!"

Elder Luo trembled: "I won't argue with you! Today's defeat in your hands is also due to fate. You quickly kill me!"

Liu Yihuan "cut" and said: "If you can't tell me, you will only use death to "force". You and the old palace master have the same virtue. I want to live for myself, not for your ideas. Your life is in my hands. If I want to kill, I kill, and I don’t want to kill. What can you do with me? Hey!"

He slammed the dagger against his throat, and suddenly dragged him to turn around. The surrounding disciples of Lize Palace backed away for fear that he would hurt Elder Luo.

Liu Yihuan said loudly: "Hey! If you don't let Yu Sifeng out again, I really want to kill him! Liu Yihuan, I am a wolf-hearted traitor anyway, one has already died of anger, and now it makes no difference to kill another one!"

After he roared, he left the gate of Ze Palace quietly, without a sound.

Liu Yihuan didn't move, but just stood there and waited, saying: "If you think a little disciple is more important than the elder, I have nothing to say. I have no patience. I count to five and don't let it go. People, I really took the knife!"

As soon as his voice fell, he only heard a "creak" of the heavy door of Lize Palace, which was slowly opened.

Countless disciples filed out of it, and finally a dozen leaders with orange or red cards came out. The two in the middle didn’t wear masks. One was about forty years old, and the other was handsome, handsome, and handsome. It was the Grand Palace Master and Yu Sifeng.