long night walk

Chapter 80 The Folding Sword
It turned out that before he knew it, he had already stepped into the trap set up by others.

The slender jade-like index finger of the woman in white lightly brushed the edge of her lips, and there was no tension in her water-like eyes, but there was a little interest of anticipation.

"Interesting, dare to hit the idea on me, it seems that the chess player behind is a master."

As she spoke, she pinched Lu'er's abdomen lightly with her legs, and she didn't intend to retreat at all, but walked deeper into the ancient cave of ten thousand demons.

Yin Baishuang jumped down and stopped in front of her, his eyes were slightly cold and he said, "You won't listen to persuasion?"

The woman in white hummed in disbelief: "Miss can take care of Cangwu's big and small things, but she can't control my head."

Yin Baishuang said: "You don't care about the life of Thirteen Swords?"

The woman in white leaned forward slightly, lying lazily on the little deer's back as if she had lost her bones, with her white chin resting on her palm, she said with a smile:
"As the Thirteen Swords of Tianxie, it's not shameful if you can't cross the Heavenly Tribulation and Death Pass, but if even the Yuanli sword is taken away by others, it would be a great shame.

Presumably, even if I went to Kongcang Mountain to find him now, he would have no face to meet me in shame, and he had to find back the face and place he had lost. If he didn’t have this ability, the No. It is really no pity to break the sword just like that. "

Her smile is beautiful, but it seems a little indifferent.

Jianshui's eyes stared directly at the abyss quietly, but the dark eyes couldn't see any light against the extreme abyss.

The corners of her mouth tightened slightly, and she said in a light tone: "The Demon Sect has been silent for so many years, and they have never been able to rise from the roots. Now they are willing to take the lead. Even if they seize the opportunity, but at the same time, more It's a flaw."

As she spoke, the woman in white glanced at Yin Baishuang, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Since the eldest lady came here, she naturally found out some information."

Yin Baishuang snorted coldly, even though she was always at odds with the guy in white clothes, she was not too awkward when it came to the matter of the Demon Sect.

I saw her spread out her clean palm, with a few wisps of scarlet magic radiating from her slender fingers.

Seeing the magic hovering in the palm of her hand and forming a phantom of a heart, the woman in white narrowed her eyes slightly: "The puppet technique of the Demon Sect?"

Yin Baishuang disperses the breath with a palm, but hot sparks are splashed in the depths of her calm eyes. She pursed her lips until she turned pale, and then she looked at the woman in white and said slowly:
"Even though you, a nobleman, forget things a lot and don't pay much attention to that person on weekdays, but that person... his identity is always there. Surely you won't and can't forget the big event that happened more than 200 years ago, right?"

At the mention of the word 'that person', the woman in white's lazy expression immediately disappeared, and she said solemnly, "What do you want to say?"

Yin Baishuang had an inhuman coldness on his face: "200 years ago, why did the ghost gate of Jiuyuan Mountain not be destroyed yet?! It was clearly the first sword of the noble sect who did a thorough investigation, but it was still fruitless?! Why was the sword master clearly the Holding the heart of killing, but the slaughter suddenly stopped?!"

She sneered and said, "Just because you Tianxi Sword Sect can't find out the truth doesn't mean I can't find out!"

The woman in white looked slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "Miss has a lot of resentment towards that ghost."

Seeing her soft smile and heartless appearance, Yin Baishuang's delicacy did not directly raise a wave of evil spirit.

She said coldly: "According to common sense, your grievance should not be lighter than mine."

The woman in white laughed lightly and said, "If it's true, I really didn't have much trouble with the so-called 'big event' you said 200 years ago, but I just think my young master's life is really ridiculous. If you really talk about hard life, I think it's my suzerain."

She didn't seem to see the increasingly dangerous look in that side's eyes, and said without any restraint: "

Fortunately, the young master has a good mother. He can follow his mother away from Tianxi and go to Zhongyou to be his prince. Your big wedding day with Missy.

The poor bridegroom couldn't do it for a day, and before he had time to pay homage to the world, he was killed by the bride himself. The master is dead. What kind of ruthless do you want to be, the bride, to even join the sect? Don't let it go? "

A red robe suddenly began to rattle, and her black hair danced wildly in the ancient cave of ten thousand demons.

At this moment, Yin Baishuang's eyebrows were as cold as ice, and her face was as cold as bullying Shuang Saixue. Her pale lips parted dangerously and said: "This sentence...do you dare to say it in front of your suzerain?"

The white-clothed woman's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled lightly and said, "I don't dare."

Yin Baishuang's expression was extremely cold, and he said coldly: "If you don't dare, then control your tongue and listen to me carefully, because what I'm going to say next is the consequence of your stupidity in the first sword."

The unceremonious sarcasm made the woman in white frown slightly, but she didn't say anything more considering Yin Baishuang's increasingly uncomfortable expression.

Yin Baishuang stood in front of an abyss, her fiery red robes were torn apart by the fierce wind that swept up from the abyss.

She put away the small coffin in her hand, stood with her hands behind her back, and said, "Since the incident of Zhu Yaoqiang's bride in Beiliao Town 200 years ago, there has been the puppet art of the Demon Sect. At that time, we all thought it was just an ordinary puppet." It’s just that the remnants of the Demon Sect abandoned people and died in Nanze Mountain, and I gradually discovered... that puppet technique is not an ordinary puppet technique?”

"Abandoned?" The woman in white murmured: "I remember the remnants of the demon sect who died in the hands of the young master. Why is that one also related to puppetry?"

"Naturally." Yin Baishuang said with a firm tone, with a sneer: "I was deceived by that exquisite hand when I was the person involved, and the abandoned man of the Demon Sect was naturally a puppet, and he was able to control such a perfect puppet." Can you guess what kind of power this is?"

The woman in white had deep eyebrows, slowly shook her head and said, "This is impossible, the power of Liuhe was completely destroyed by the suzerain 500 years ago."

Yin Baishuang sneered: "Since you have already guessed it, why is it impossible? In the past 500 years, your suzerain has been able to reassemble the sword with one hand, and the resurgence of Liuhe is not a miracle, is it? "

The woman in white looked at Yin Baishuang and asked earnestly, "Miss, you want to say... the one who made the arrangement this time is Mozong Liuhe?"

Before Yin Baishuang could answer, the woman in white chuckled softly, "I found that Missy, you are really a lovely person."

Yin Baishuang frowned displeased: "If you are stupid and don't believe it, I will too..."

"I don't believe it." The woman in white interrupted with a smile: "I believe that what the young lady said is not half false. I said that the young lady is cute because it is rumored that the young lady has a eccentric personality and has been crazy for more than 200 years. Now let me see it. In fact, it is not the case, the eldest lady is more transparent than anyone else, but her mouth is hard and her heart is soft."

(End of this chapter)