Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

The hand holding the sword loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

Xuan'er stared at Jiuzhongqiu's hand holding the sword, expecting him to let go but not wanting him to let go. She thought harshly that this was not enough, not exciting enough, and it was not fun at all to do it so easily.

However, she watched him let go of his hand, and a moment of sadness still overwhelmed her. Can it only be for her?

The imagined scene did not appear. Jiuchengqiu just let go of the hilt of the sword and held the blade with his backhand. He stroked it down from beginning to end. The sword with the color of landscape suddenly became dazzling red.

He made a promise to Shui Miaomiao. Except for the day when his name was corrected, he would break the promise for her or himself at any time. There was no punishment for breaking the promise, but it made people even more afraid.

During the heart-to-heart talk at the bridge, Jiucheng Qiu already knew that every time the knife caused trouble, Shui Miaomiao worked hard to suppress it. Every move of the knife would affect Shui Miaomiao.

The sword is not his power, and it cannot protect anyone, but Jiucheng Qiu can protect Shui Miaomiao to the death.

The white bead chain glowed red.

Wu Dao didn't pay attention, he was catching Duo Yuxian who was rudely thrown down.

As Shui Miaomiao said, Duo Yuxian had no choice at the moment. He was held hostage and dragged all the way before being forcibly thrown into the pit. His already pale face showed greenness.

"Is it still possible?" Wu Ting said with disdain, "I have thought it through so carefully. No one is watching in this pit, so you can show off your skills."

"I, I, I, I have a copy of the secret technique that I can donate." The trembling Duoyuxian glanced at Mu Cang. He didn't have the courage of the Wudi family. Even if he didn't kill An Juelao's apprentice, he would suffer such torture. It would be no good if Luo Xiji went out if he was ruined, and they would probably all blame him.

"I don't have that hobby." Wu Tie interrupted Duo Yuxian's words and urged, "Stop talking nonsense, you dare to call yourself an immortal, just do what you are best at, hurry up, I don't have much patience, eh !”

Huai Gui Ri passed through Wu Chao's chest and disappeared into Duo Yuxian's body.

The lustful immortal was trembling like chaff in a sieve. He looked at Wu Ting behind him with wide eyes and fear, as if he had seen a ghost. He opened his mouth but did not make a sound, and then suddenly he croaked like a chicken, "Ah~ah, ah!"

"Shut up!" Wu Ting couldn't hide his anger and slapped Duo Yuxian with one palm. His eyes swept over the bead chain that passed through his chest and knocked it out. If it didn't hurt any vital parts, it wouldn't be a big deal.

When he turned around, Mu Cang was pulling out the long sword nailed to Shui Miaomiao's shoulder and using his spiritual power to block the bleeding and pain.

Shui Miaomiao wondered if she was hallucinating from the pain. Mu Cang felt oppressed at that time and it was only thanks to Feng Ruosei's timely response that he managed to save his breath. He completely lost his fighting power and was choked unconscious again. He was unable to sense the outside world. What happened? Why did you suddenly wake up?

Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but feel confused as she glanced at the shining red bead chain on his waist, so it must be her own illusion, otherwise, could Yuan still be able to play like this?

He was held in Mu Cang's arms and threw the returned arms towards Wu Xing.

Not surprisingly, it was amazing that the woman's bones that he broke personally could still move. I don't know what Duo Yuxian's frightened expression meant just now. She was as timid as a mouse!

An Juelao's apprentice must have two skills, so he underestimated the enemy.

The sword is not pointed at Wu Tie.

The sword chased Duo Yuxian and flew away. Wu Xian flashed and knocked him down. Just as he was about to scream, his body swayed. How did this man manage to have his sword betray his master in just a moment?

Fortunately, no one now learns the ancient cultivation method of natal weapon spirit, so the repercussions are not serious. The technique that Mu Cang knows is probably more ancient and should not be taught by An Jue.

Things that go wrong make Wu Tie particularly irritable. He prides himself on being smart and hates things that are out of control. But who could have imagined that An Jue Lao's apprentice would be lucky enough to practice under the Saint Yuan Ancestor and be carefully guided by the magical plot for several months.

When Duo Yuxian heard the movement behind him, he climbed out of the pit without looking back, wishing he could use all four legs at once.

Something was wrong, something was wrong, flashing through Wu Tong's mind. She was too frightened by Yuxian. I just have enough things to worry about and have no time to think about it.

Huai Gui Ri was controlled by Mu Cang and flew over, and the wind-breaking sparks visible to the naked eye went straight to Wuxin's throat...

"Devil, devil, devil." Duo Yuxian muttered something in his mouth. The second before the sword struck, the man who seemed to be hanging on the wall suddenly opened his eyes. He could see clearly that the man had a pair of red eyes. He is an evil ghost, arrogant and unbridled, looking down on all things with an unconcealed sense of contempt and murder, which is definitely not something that humans can possess.

With just one glance, Duo Yuxian felt as if his dirty soul had been grabbed by it. With just a little force, it could be pulled out with all the tendons, and he would fall into the endless hell forever and enjoy endless torture.

Although the man then grabbed the red bead chain around his waist, suddenly everything seemed as if it hadn't happened. The ordinary eyes and the ordinary long sword stabbed by him with his wave of hands, but that glance had already frightened Duanyixian. of courage.

The attack was just a cover, Mu Cang flew out of the ravine with Shui Miaomiao in his arms.

There was something wrong with this deep ravine, and I didn't want to stay there for a long time, otherwise Mu Cang would always have the urge to plunge into it.

He was eager to send Shui Miaomiao to a safe place first. He glanced sideways at Wu Tie behind him, who was entangled in Huai Gui Ri. He didn't know how long this power could last. He waved, and the sword circled around and fell into Mu Mu's hands. In Cang's hand, the red bead chain was wrapped around Wu's neck.

Duo Yuxian was horrified and collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, making everyone look at him in surprise.

Mu Cang hugged Shui Miaomiao and then jumped out and decisively waved his sword towards Duo Yuxian. As long as he died, this play without a protagonist would not be able to continue.

After being stopped and watching Duo Yuxian being dragged away, Mu Cang only hated that he was not strong enough and his eyes were burning with anger. Feng Ruo, who was holding it on his chest, was hot again and again, suppressing the blood in his eyes again and again.

Jiuzhongqiu grasped the blade with both hands, and used all his spiritual power to circulate.

Xuan'er gritted her teeth, wanting to rush forward and bite off the bloody hands.

Why don't you let go of the sword even if it hurts someone?

She looked back, and saw Mu Cang holding Shui Miaomiao in Gui Ri's arms and swinging his sword down. She was speechless for a moment with a sneer. have a look! Look whose hand the sword is in! Aren't they a couple? Why can Mu An also use it! Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?

Jiuzhongqiu frowned and opened his eyes, taking a quick glance.

He can use it too~ He seems to be using the Unnamed Sword Technique, and the coordination is really good. He said that he must have learned it secretly at that time, and his eyes almost grew on Shui Miaomiao's body, and he thought he hid them well.

Ninefold Chou was not surprised. Although it was a bit ridiculous that the sword appeared in Mu An's hand, it was more of a blessing. But it protected Shui Miaomiao, didn't it? Even though he was with him.

With a slight shake of his head, he broke away Xuan'er's hands. He closed his eyes without any distractions, and his hands grasped the blade of the sword with all his strength. The more painful the hands became, the calmer they became.

He is not afraid of him. Shui Miaomiao has already sworn that he is not afraid of anyone. As long as he does not let go of his sword, no one is even qualified to compete with him...