Demon Fox: Open the treasure chest from one person

Chapter 142 Fate can escape, life cannot escape

With the urging of Sikong Changfeng, the one-person-tall Wushuang sword box stretched out like a peacock opening its tail, revealing twelve flying swords of different shapes and a box within a box that has not been opened in the middle.

The twelve flying swords were driven by the peerless spear intent of the gun fairy and the peerless internal force. Although they kept shaking reluctantly, they still had to fly out of the sword box one by one in the end, and were controlled to hover in the air continuously.

"how can that be!"

Sikong Changfeng's move once again shocked Lu Yuzhai, the senior brother of Wushuang City, even though Dongfang Haoyue's art of controlling objects surprised him before, but what Dongfang Haoyue controlled was just an ordinary hidden weapon after all.

But now Sikong Changfeng seems to be mocking Wushuang City face to face!
The Wushuang sword case that no one in Wushuang City has been able to open for more than 100 years was opened by Sikong Changfeng, who uses a gun, and can control the flying sword in it at will, which is more ruthless than face-to-face NTR.
"How can it be impossible? The word Spear Immortal is not called for nothing!"

Compared to Lu Yuzhai, Wushuang, the current owner of the Wushuang sword box, didn't care about it. Not only did he not feel depressed because his Wushuang sword box was manipulated by others, but he looked at the twelve sword boxes hovering in the sky with excitement and joy. Flying sword.

Although Wushuang has always shown a bad memory and a low IQ, it is only because he only remembers things worth remembering, and only thinks about things that need him to think. All his thoughts have been put on the sword.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to have the strength of the peak of the current free state at the age of 16!
His talent and his heart determined that not only would he not be annoyed and surprised by Sikong Changfeng's behavior, but he would be excited that he could see the true appearance of the thirteen swords in the Wushuang sword box!
In Wushuang City, no one can give Wushuang such advice!

However, Sikong Changfeng obviously didn't intend to stop here. As Sikong Changfeng continued to increase his strength, the Wushuang sword box continued to tremble. Finally open!
Following the sound of a phoenix sound that seemed somewhat illusory, a phantom of a fiery red Suzaku wrapped a fiery red long sword with a hilt soared into the sky from the box-in-box, displaying its figure wantonly in the air!
When this Suzaku phantom appeared, not only the other twelve flying swords in the Wushuang sword box, but even the ordinary long swords held by everyone in the field trembled, as if they were expressing their surrender to that Suzaku phantom!

The other twelve flying swords in the sword box seemed to have found their king after the Suzaku phantom appeared. Fly overhead.

Xiao Se looked at the figure of Suzaku, and faintly uttered a well-known name in the world:

"The world's most famous swordsmanship ranks second, Great Ming Suzaku!"

Everyone in the field was dissatisfied and shocked to see the thirteen flying swords hovering above their heads, even Dongfang Haoyue, who had been immersed in her own world just now, was no exception!

Originally, Dongfang Haoyue had been immersed in the Changfeng Spear Intent, trying to completely comprehend the Changfeng Spear Intent and transform it into her own sword intent, but the sword cry that sounded like a phoenix cry when Daming Suzaku was born, caused Dongfang Haoyue to be directly crushed. Attracted all minds.

When Dongfang Haoyue looked at the thirteen flying swords above her head, she discovered something from the thirteen flying swords that he had never seen before.

Before comprehending the meaning, Dongfang Haoyue saw these flying swords as just flying swords, but after comprehending the meaning with the help of the system, Dongfang Haoyue discovered that each of the thirteen flying swords carried a faint sword intent, and Each one is different!
Just like the flying sword named Qingshuang, Dongfang Haoyue felt a sword intent similar to Shen Jingzhou's on it, the same biting coldness, but far less intense than Shen Jingzhou's sword intent.

And that Suzaku of the Great Ming Dynasty, the second largest in the world, has a sword intent that is not much weaker than Shen Jingzhou, and the phantom of the Suzaku wrapped around the long sword is the manifestation of the sword intent.

"Is this the real power of the thirteen swords of the Wushuang sword box? If you can comprehend all the thirteen swords and the thirteen sword intents, wouldn't it be safe to advance to the rank of sword fairy? No wonder the original Wushuang City could rely on this Wushuang The sword box becomes unparalleled in the world."

Dongfang Haoyue stared at the Thirteen Swords above her head. To be honest, he was a little greedy at this moment. In his eyes, the Thirteen Flying Swords had become out-and-out treasures!

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait for Wushuang to become a sword fairy and comprehend all the sword intents of Wushuang's sword box, and then I will open his treasure chest, and these sword intents will still be mine."

Swallowing silently, Dongfang Haoyue suppressed the thoughts surging in her heart, the greed in her eyes dissipated, and she looked at the thirteen flying swords with pure appreciation.

But Dongfang Haoyue couldn't watch it for long. After flying around in the sky with the twelve flying swords, Daming Suzaku returned to the Wushuang sword box again like a migratory bird returning to the forest amidst the sound of phoenix cries.

With a casual push, Sikong Changfeng returned the Wushuang sword box to Wushuang, and said lightly:

"Yujian, Yuqiang, the truth is always the same. I just use my internal force to forcibly control the Wushuang sword box. If you want to grasp the true meaning, you have to rely on yourself."

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuang quickly clasped his fists, bent down to salute, and said respectfully:

"Thank you Gun Fairy for your advice!"

Sikong Changfeng nodded and said:
"Well, let's go."

The Gun Immortal had already issued an order to drive away the guests, and the people in Wushuang City didn't dare to wait any longer, they took a few steps back and left here one after another.

After everyone in Wushuang City had left, Tang Lian clasped her fists and shouted respectfully again:

"Three masters."

Sikong Changfeng standing on the spear sighed and said:
"Tang Lian, you are suffering."

Seeing this, Sikong Qianluo shouted in a sweet tone:

"Daddy~"

Facing Sikong Qianluo, Sikong Changfeng's tone was not so good, he scolded angrily:
"Qianluo, you really are this time"

Before Sikong Changfeng finished speaking, Sikong Qianluo shouted coquettishly again:
"Daddy~~"

When Sikong Qianluo yelled, Sikong Changfeng's original words of reproach were directly interrupted, and he said in a daze:
"what happened?"

Sikong Qianluo said with a little naivety:
"Father~ can you come down and talk, we talk with our heads up, so tired~"

"oh oh."

After hearing the words, Chief Sikong took a look, and finally reacted as if he jumped off the black gold spear obediently, and slowly floated to the edge of the big pit where the spear came out.

As soon as Dongfang Haoyue saw Sikong Changfeng's appearance, she immediately covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to Xiao Se Wuxin and the others:
"I'll bet you a coin, this Spear Fairy is definitely a daughter slave!"

Wuxin and Xiao Se didn't reply at all, but Qiqi gave Dongfang Haoyue a look, expressing their meaning clearly:
"Is that what you need to say?"

Sikong Changfeng, who came down, frowned and wanted to continue to teach Sikong Qianluo a lesson, but Sikong Qianluo rushed forward at a fast pace, and threw himself into Sikong Changfeng's arms like a swallow, with his hands hanging around his neck, Sikong Changfeng hugged his daughter and turned around twice before letting go of his strength.

After coming down from his father's arms, seeing his father still had a straight face, Sikong Qianluo quickly put on a pitiful look, and continued coquettishly saying:
"Dad, don't be angry~ I know I was wrong, I won't do this next time~"

After finishing speaking, she blinked her beautiful heterochromatic pupils and stared at her father, hoping to win a "leniency".

But Sikong Changfeng put on a look of not accepting this kind of thing, barely put on a serious expression on his face, and said in a stern tone:

"Is there a next time? Do you know that in order to find you, father, I almost turned Xueyue City over?"

Sikong Qianluo saw that acting like a baby didn't work, so he immediately shook Sikong Changfeng's arm and said pitifully again:

"Father, I was wrong~~"

With a flick of his arm, Sikong Changfeng shook off Sikong Qianluo's hand. He pretended to be soft and stubborn, but behind his back he gesticulated wildly at Tang Lian, asking Tang Lian to quickly pass him a step down the stairs. .

Tang Lian is worthy of being Xueyue City's reliable big disciple, she immediately understood the meaning of her three masters, sighed helplessly, rolled her eyes, and showed a "I'm too difficult" expression on her face.

However, Tang Lian still took two steps forward, clasped her fists at Sikong Changfeng and said in a serious tone:

"Third Master, the eldest lady is really messing around this time, she must be severely punished!"

As she said that, Tang Lian turned her head to one side deliberately, as if she didn't dare to look at Sikong Qianluo.

Chang Sikong pretended to be surprised when he heard the news, and then shook his head slightly, as if he was very saddened by Tang Lian saying that about Sikong Qianluo.

However, Sikong Qianluo didn't watch Sikong Changfeng's performance at all. She pushed her father away and said to Tang Lian angrily:

"Brother, how much have I helped you along the way? You actually said that to me! Hmph!"

Sikong Changfeng hurriedly moved to Sikong Qianluo's side, pretending to be humane:

"Yeah, Qianluo is kind too."

"You still have the face to say that you have been dragging your feet along the way, so there is no help!"

Tang Lian, who was originally acting with Sikong Changfeng, couldn't help complaining at this moment.

At this time, Sikong Changfeng gave full play to the characteristics of grass on the wall, and turned his head to help Tang Lian speak:

"Qianluo and you too, how can you cause trouble for senior brother?"

In the next 10 minutes, Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo sparred like this, and Sikong Changfeng swayed from side to side in the middle, fanning the flames, and Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo almost had a real quarrel.
Dongfang Haoyue and the others, who watched Sikong Changfeng's sand sculpture operation all by the side, felt disillusioned at this moment.

Dongfang Haoyue complained directly:

"Tsk, your morals are broken, this is not a gun fairy, is this a funny fairy?"

Xiao Se also shook his head and sighed:

"I didn't expect that the famous spear fairy in the world would be like this."

Wu Zen, who has always been honest, sighed and said:
"I really didn't expect it."

Only Lei Wujie still looks at Gun Fairy with a serious fan filter. Even though the house of Gun Fairy has collapsed like this, he still twists like a caterpillar, and said with a rippling face:
"Yeah, it's really handsome!"

Dongfang Haoyue turned her head and glanced at Lei Wujie, who was not on the same channel as herself and others, she didn't say much, but silently moved a few positions away from her feet, and then put on a look of "I don't know this guy" expression.

The three Sikong Changfeng who were immersed in their own world in the distance seemed to have heard Dongfang Haoyue's complaints, stopped their sand sculpture operations, and turned their heads to look at Dongfang Haoyue and the others.

Seeing this, Lei Wujie immediately walked forward with a shy face, bowed his hands and saluted Gun Xian:
"Lei Wujie from the Lei family in the Thunderbolt Hall in the south of the Yangtze River is about to go to Xueyue City to learn from his teacher."

Sikong Changfeng smiled, said a little, and then walked towards Wuxin Wuchan behind Lei Wujie.

Seeing this, Wuchan took a step forward and said loudly:

"Wu Chan, a disciple of Wangyou in Xiahanshui Temple, this is my junior brother Wu Xin."

At this time, Sikong Changfeng didn't have any of the amusing attributes when he faced his daughter just now, and said in a calm and indifferent tone:
"You have suffered. I should have arrived earlier, but I met an old acquaintance on the way, and I was delayed for some time."

While speaking, Sikong Changfeng was already standing in front of Wuxin, he looked at the handsome Wuxin, and said with admiration in his tone:

"It's not something ordinary people can do at their own expense. No wonder Wangyou values ​​you so much."

Hearing the words unintentionally, he just snorted lightly and said:

"Hmph, are you here to take me away too?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and said unexpectedly:

"No, Xueyue City is here to send Ye Anshi back to the sect!"

"Ok?"

Among the people present, except for Dongfang Haoyue, everyone was stunned.

Wuxin was silent for a while, frowning slightly and said:
"I want to go back to Hanshui"

But before Wuxin finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng interrupted Wuxin's words, and repeated to Wuxin with his right hand clasped above:
"Xueyue City is here specially to send Ye Anshi back to the sect!"

In the rivers and lakes, clasping your fist with your right hand means a threat!

Whether it's Sikong Changfeng's tone or actions, they are telling Wuxin: You must go back.

Unintentionally seeing this, he simply stopped talking and expressed his attitude in silence.

Dongfang Haoyue dodged directly, stood in front of Wuxin, faced Sikong Changfeng for him, and said with a cold snort:

"The Spear Fairy? How can the Spear Fairy bully the small? Wuxin said that he wants to go back to Hanshui Temple, but the Spear Fairy doesn't understand?"

Chief Sikong was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, pondered for a moment and then said:
"This little brother is Dongfang Haoyue, right? I heard that the little brother has already reached the Happy Heaven Realm at such a young age. It's really an amazing talent. It's just that the little brother let Wuxin return to Tianwaitian after 12 years. Why did you obstruct the things that were agreed back then?"

Dongfang Haoyue said with disdain:
"Bah! Promise? That was the promise of your previous generation, and it has half a dime relationship with Wuxin? Tell me, who did Wuxin, five years old, make an agreement with to return to Tianwaitian after 12 years?"

Sikong Changfeng was at a loss for words for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Because what Dongfang Haoyue said is indeed the truth, whether it is to keep Wuxin as a hostage, or to let Wuxin return to Tianwaitian after 12 years, it is just an agreement made by their previous generation, and no one has ever thought of asking about it before. Ask Wuxin for his opinion.

Although Sikong Changfeng doesn't regret this, after all they did this for the good of the world, and they have a clear conscience, but now he is asked to tell the truth about this matter in front of so many children, Sikong Changfeng really can't say no exit.

Just as Dongfang Haoyue was arguing with Sikong Changfeng, another person floated over not far away, with a white jade sword, dressed as a scribe, who else could he be if he wasn't a white-haired fairy?

Dongfang Haoyue naturally discovered the arrival of the white-haired fairy long ago, but he ignored it. The current white-haired fairy is basically no threat to Dongfang Haoyue.

On the contrary, Tang Lian and the others became alert immediately after seeing the white-haired fairy, and looked at the white-haired fairy with hostility.

But Sikong Changfeng spoke at this moment:
"No, the old acquaintance I mentioned before is him."

Tang Lian and the others were taken aback when they heard the words. They didn't expect that the gun fairy was an old acquaintance with the white-haired fairy from Tianwaitian, but they didn't suspect anything. alert.

Baifaxian was not surprised at all. With a show of lightness kung fu, he floated over from a height not far away, like a weightless feather, and slowly landed not far in front of Tang Lian and the others.

Wuxin looked at the white-haired fairy, lowered her head and shouted in embarrassment:

"Uncle Mo."

The white-haired fairy said a little angrily:
"Watching me fight with others, but you ran away yourself, do you still recognize me as an uncle?"

Hearing this, Wuxin smiled, and said a little coquettishly:
"Uncle Mo's martial arts are so high, I can only run first."

Facts have proved that as long as they are good-looking, no matter if they are male or female, they are equally invincible when they act coquettishly. Mo Qixuan, the white-haired fairy, can't get angry immediately, and turned his head to Sikong Changfeng and said:

"I'll take them away, you Xueyue City won't regret it?"

Sikong Changfeng replied calmly:

"It's still the same sentence, we in Xueyue City are not afraid of the Devil's Cult, we are not afraid of Heaven Beyond Heaven, and we will not be afraid of a 17-year-old child."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and said with some embarrassment:
"But now, it seems that your young suzerain doesn't really want to go back, and there are still a group of people helping him. Whether you can take him away or not depends on you."

Baifaxian was taken aback when he heard the words, then turned his head for a while, and soon saw Lei Wujie who was glaring at him, Dongfang Haoyue who was shielding Wuxin with his arms folded, and Xiao Se who was quietly standing behind Wuxin, and immediately Then I understood what Sikong Changfeng meant.

The white-haired fairy looked at Dongfang Haoyue solemnly, and said in a deep voice:
"Boy, what exactly do you want to do?"

Dongfang Haoyue put her hands on her chest, raised her head and pointed her nostrils at the white-haired fairy, and said proudly:

"I've said it a long time ago, if he chose me in the game that day, then he won by himself! From then on, he is free, and I will help him keep this freedom!"

Lei Wujie took two steps forward at this time, came to Baifaxian, and said loudly:
"That is, you want to take him away, have you asked him if he agrees?"

Baifaxian glared at Lei Wujie angrily, leaned forward slightly, looked at Lei Wujie with oppressive eyes and said:
"He is the young master of Tianwaitian. If he doesn't return to Tianwaitian, is he going back to the Hanshui Temple?"

Lei Wujie faced Baifaxian's sharp gaze, but he didn't back down, grinning his teeth and widening his eyes angrily, desperately trying to make himself look more imposing:
"What if he just wants to go back to that Hanshui Temple?"

At this time Erha Lei Wujie, although he still looked like Erha, tried his best to pretend to be ferocious like a wolf, as if in this way he could overwhelm Baifaxian in momentum and keep his friend Wuxin.

Baifaxian was a little annoyed by Lei Wujie's words. He knew that what Lei Wujie said was indeed true. When Wuxin didn't leave him at first, he knew that now Wuxin didn't want to go back to Tianwaitian.

Baifaxian, who was powerless to refute, looked at Lei Wujie and threatened fiercely:
"Boy, are you courting death?"

It's a pity that facing the threat of the white-haired fairy, Lei Wujie was not only not afraid at all, but even made the snoring sound of a wolf threatening the enemy from his throat.

Standing behind Wuxin, Xiao Se crossed his arms and asked calmly:
"Monk, do you really want to go?"

Dongfang Haoyue turned her head and glanced at Xiao Se with a standard arrogant face, and then said to Wuxin:
"Wuxin, Xiao Se's injury has been healed by me. With the two of us here, even if the gun fairy is here, there is no way to force you to leave! Just ask yourself, do you want to go?"

Apparently, Wuxin hesitated, he clenched his fists tightly, he who was always charming and unrestrained, but now he hesitated, without the demeanor of a white-clothed evil monk.

He pursed his lips and said hesitantly:

"me."

The white-haired fairy knew at a glance that Wuxin still didn't want to go back to heaven.

The white-haired fairy pondered for a moment, then made up her mind, took two steps back, flicked her robes, and knelt down on one knee to Wuxin, and saluted very respectfully!
Seeing this, Wuxin was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward two steps to help the white-haired fairy up:

"Uncle Mo, what are you doing?"

But Baifaxian knelt on the ground and remained motionless, without any intention of getting up, and said affectionately:
"Young Sect Master, Tianwaitian has been waiting for the Young Sect Master to return to the sect for 12 years! Now the sixteen factions outside the territory are torn apart, only Tianwaitian has never left! We are all waiting for the Young Sect Master to return to the sect and regain control of the overall situation!"

After finishing speaking, Baifaxian just kept kneeling like this, and if Wuxin refused to agree to go with him, he would not get up.

Seeing this, Dongfang Haoyue curled her lips, and conspired loudly with Xiao Se:
"Xiao Se, what this white-haired fairy doesn't know how to practice is sensational swordsmanship, right? So you can say that."

Dongfang Haoyue's words seemed to be whispered to Xiao Se, but everyone present was not bad in martial arts, so they all heard the words verbatim, and all cast their strange eyes on the innocent Dongfang Haoyue.
Especially the white-haired fairy who was kneeling on the ground, almost failed and his face turned red, but he still forcibly endured it. For him, there is nothing more important than bringing Wuxin back to the outer sky.

Baifaxian's actions were obviously very effective. After hesitating for a while, he finally sighed and said:

"Uncle Mo, I understand, let's go."

Seeing that Wuxin finally agreed to leave with him, the white-haired fairy who was kneeling on the ground stood up from the ground.

Seeing that Wuxin agreed to leave, Dongfang Haoyue could only sigh in the end:

"Hey, Eunuch Jinxian really hit the spot. Wuxin's life can escape, but his life can't escape."

　There is still a chapter of 6000 words, but it will probably be later. If you are not used to staying up late, you don’t have to wait.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)