Fu Canglu

Chapter 250 Gone, Goodbye

The Bailian Mopao Mountain Lord spoke freely, his tone was like a rascal, his speech was as fast as a cannonball, and his tone was yin and yang.

Even Yi Xiao, who was guarded by Lord Shanzhu, was slightly startled when he heard it.

Lord Shanzhu paused slightly, "What can you do?"

"Are you coming to hit me?"

The civet cat girl wearing a small tabby cat mask and dragging a large white lotus robe was a little helpless after hearing the words, and raised her long sleeves to cover her cheeks.

So rascal.

It doesn't sound like the words of a master who surpassed the ninth rank at all.

The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng was indifferent after hearing the words, his face was as gloomy as before, staring at the man in white lotus ink robe who had surpassed the ninth rank this month but had no airs of being a master, he didn't know what he was planning.

His injury was not easy.

At the severed part of the left arm, even though the wind and snow had sealed the bone erosion scar, it still couldn't resist the death energy injected by Mu Hongyi's sword from pouring into the wound continuously.

"It's agreed to go to Zhenmo Mountain as a guest. It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day." The owner of the mountain smiled unabated, raised his hands, and the sleeves of the white lotus black robe fluttered. A sea of ​​three-foot lotus emerged in the wind and snow. rise slowly.

The huge realm of the Ninth Grade Yue forced out a space in the wind and snow.

A collision of wills between two great masters.

Yi Xiao held his breath.

After the Master Chess Master in Nanhai was thousands of miles away, and clearly expressed Zhong Weifeng's attitude through the mouth of the master of Nanhai through reading his mind, the farce in Luoyang City, the situation gradually changed, and finally slowly turned towards the three transcendental forces wrestling. The situation changes.

To be precise, with the addition of the newly promoted Grandmaster realm, the Zhong family man standing at the head of Luoyang city watching the battle at the moment.

It is considered that all the masters in the world have come to Luoyang.

Lord Shanzhu slowly drifted forward.

His posture is no longer as natural as when he appeared on the stage, but has changed from lying on his side to floating, with both hands raised, and the white lotus ink robe swells perfectly in the wind and snow.

The arms are raised, and there is a sea of ​​lotus flowers three feet above the head.

The Lord of Fengxue Yincheng said softly: "If I were those people in the ghost gate, would you two still have a chance to come out?"

Lord Shanzhu suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "Wei Qi and I didn't rush to act because there were some things we couldn't figure out."

Lord Shanzhu paused, and suddenly asked: "I'm curious, what exactly do you want?"

The Lord of Yincheng narrowed his eyes.

"Wei Qi and I have now confirmed that you have come out as you wished." Bailian Mopao Mountain Lord said softly: "But you didn't rush to make a move, and you didn't even kill a life. It can be regarded as a routine in the Wind and Snow Silver City."

"That's why he and I both believe that you are not the devil in the ghost gate, and we are more willing to believe that you have been born by chance and inherited the 'Tai Xu Xiang'." Lord Shanzhu narrowed his eyes, "After all, the inheritance of the heavenly phase Things... are not non-existent."

In the snowstorm, he pointed to Yi Xiao who was not far away, and said with a smile: "Here is a ready-made example, you cannot be beaten to death with a stick."

The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "You just need to know that after I come out of the gate of hell, I am still a human being, a human being, and a human being."

"Of course I know." The Lord of the Mountain waved his hand with a smile, and said with a smile: "So? You are already the Lord of the Northern Holy Land, and Zhenmo Mountain and Zhongwei Peak are still a threshold away from the Holy Land. At this point, you still need Power?"

Naturally it is not necessary.

The Lord of Yincheng shook his head slightly.

"Then why do you meddle in the secular world and unscrupulously send blood to the Northern Wei Dynasty?" Lord Bailian Mopao narrowed his eyes: "The Holy Land meddles in the mortal world, and you just hope that Qi Liang will fight with the Northern Wei? Taiping?"

The Lord of Fengxue Yincheng said softly: "There is nothing to say. I intervened in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but I just didn't want Qi Liang to annex the world so quickly."

The White Lotus Mopao Mountain Master was slightly startled.

"If Fengxue Yincheng hadn't stood behind the Northern Wei Dynasty, there would have been a covetous royal court in Northern Wei, the Qijiang agreement had been destroyed, and the nineteen Qi and Liang kingdoms with half of the world would have marched northward, coupled with the invasion of Daxia wreaking havoc with monsters and beasts. How long can you stay here?"

The lord of Fengxue Yincheng said lightly: "I am the lord of the Holy Land in the north, and I am also a mortal. I have my own ambitions. Since the Holy Land can enter the world, I have not violated the rules, and I am not a so-called ghost. This fight, Can't fight."

Lord Shanzhu, who was about to fight with the air of a rascal, couldn't help being stunned, speechless for a while.

In the end, Lord Shanzhu held back for a long time before choking out a word.

"What if I want to fight?"

The three-foot lotus sea swayed, and the sun, moon and stars were reflected in it.

The lotus sea will fall.

The Lord of Fengxue Silver City smiled indifferently.

The wind and snow are more wanton.

Wei Lingshan looked at the situation on the field, frowned and said nothing.

The civet cat girl didn't think it was a big deal when she watched the excitement, and said with a smile: "Master Shanzhu is a master who protects the calf, and the Lord of Yincheng is not willing to suffer. Today's fight must be fought, or not fought."

Yi Xiao said softly: "Master Shanzhu. On purpose?"

The civet cat girl nodded with a smile: "This fight is in the right place. The Lord of Yincheng is now seriously injured. Once the fight started, Lord Shanzhu stalled for time, and the Master Chess came over just in time to deliver silver. City Lord, take a ride."

His Highness glanced at Wei Lingshan slightly, and asked calmly, "What do those two mean?"

"After the gate of ghosts came out, the slight changes in the body of the Lord of Yincheng can fool the world, but naturally he can't fool Lord Shanzhu and Lord Chess Master." The civet cat girl tried to hold up the little cat mask with her hands across her sleeves, stood on tiptoes, and looked at To the two figures facing each other in the wind and snow, he said softly: "To be precise, the two adults have also noticed the existence of the 'Tai Xu Xiang'."

Wei Lingshan's brows drooped slightly, Yi Xiao's conjecture had been vaguely confirmed long ago, and now it has been personally admitted by Mozong.

My master. Has he really changed?

Yi Xiao frowned and asked, "Since this matter has been confirmed, why didn't you just take action? We have to wait until now?"

The civet cat girl gave Yi Xiao an angry look, but the eyes were too blurred, the stare seemed a little childish, but what she said made people speechless.

"Have you ever seen 'Tai Xu Xiang'?"

"Or, do you think you can beat the Lord of Yincheng in the era of complete victory?"

His Highness remained silent, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "So, these two big men actually knew about the red clothes going to Luoyang to die?"

For the first time in history, the civet cat girl did not speak, she acquiesced to Yi Xiao's words.

The pupils of the black-clothed boy under the black cat mask were still extremely black. He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the fragment of the red robe that was swinging back and forth in the wind and snow.

A trace of sadness flashed in Yi Xiao's dark eyes.

Not far away, the black dragon and white phoenix sword box lay quietly at the feet of the city lord of the snowy silver city. There should have been a red dress there. Even if she died, she should lie down in the snowstorm and let everyone in the world remember her. appearance.

Death is out of place.

The people who left their names on the stele of immortality are all amazing people in the world.

If you leave your name, you will be gifted with amazing talent, with great perseverance, and you will be born with a destiny of great immortality.

To leave the stele of immortality, it is natural that those who remain are exiled immortals.

Is the name of this red-clothed female sword fairy left on the stele of immortality as vermilion and unforgettable as her own?
Yi Xiao looked at the corner of the red robe and was silent for a long time.

The civet cat girl was also silent for a long time, and said softly: "Neither the two adults thought that she could do this. She not only forced out the 'too illusory appearance' of the Lord of Yincheng, but even cut off a part of the strongest man in the world. Just an arm."

She laughed at herself: "If Master Shanzhu and Chess Master knew that she was so amazing, they would come forward to protect her today, not you."

The little Highness looked indifferently, and slowly loosened his five fingers, no longer clutching the corner of the red robe, allowing it to slide through the gap between his fingertips, and disappeared in the wind and snow behind him in an instant.

"If Mu Hongyi didn't die today, and lived another year, this sword would cut off more than one arm." The civet cat girl sighed slightly, shook her head and said, "Maybe it's half of Fengxueyincheng, maybe it's the whole big city. World?"

Yi Xiao raised her head slightly. The sword in the black dragon and white phoenix sword box never showed its true face to the world from the beginning to the end. As the red clothes disappeared, the sword disintegrated in the ice and snow, and the ice and snow melted.

However, the sword energy never melted in the wind and snow, and collided and crisscrossed, stirring the soul.

Yi Xiao raised his arm and waved lightly, pointing at the black dragon and white phoenix sword box.

The sound is slight.

"Come."

The bells of sword energy all over the sky rang, as if they were pulling strings, and there was a bang!

Yincheng City Lord, who was confronting Bailianmopao Mountain Lord faintly, just glanced at it. The peerless sword had disintegrated, so he naturally didn't care about the ordinary sword box at his feet.

The black dragon and white phoenix sword box rolled up in the wind and snow, and went straight into Yi Xiao's arms.

His Highness opened the sword box very seriously, aiming at the wind and snow in the sky.

The fragments of the red robe drifting away in the wind and snow were dragged by the sword energy, and were drawn into the sword box against the wind and snow.

The sky is full of snow mixed with vermilion.

It is truly poignant.

After a while, His Highness slowly closed the sword box.

He glanced slightly at the two Ninth Grade Transcendents who were in a stalemate not far away, and said softly, "This fight won't work."

The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng has no murderous intent.

At this moment, Lord Shanzhu, who raised the three-foot lotus sea, suddenly lowered his arms.

The lotus sea fell, like the collapse of stars, the situation was unstoppable!
The body of the lord of Fengxue Yincheng is rolled upside down, the sky is full of wind and snow, his murderous intentions are completely restrained, he is round and wishful, and he sticks to his heart!
"You really want to fight with me?"

He smiled softly, "Then I'll go."

In the sky full of wind and snow, this figure was as swift as a flying thunder, wandering like lightning, with one arm slightly open, he had taken away Wei Lingshan who was beside Yi Xiao.

The last look at each other in the snowstorm.

The Lord of Fengxue Yincheng looked deeply at Yi Xiao.

With no intention to kill, naturally there will be no more killers.

"You're lucky," he said softly.

The distance between Wei Lingshan and Yi Xiao is getting farther and farther.

She closed her eyes and said softly in her heart: "Let's go."

Just like meeting Shen Jianhu for the first time.

It's just that after a farewell now, I don't know when to see you again.

The End of the World and the Cape of the Sea, the Snowy Silver City and the Demon Mountain.

At the end of the wind and snow in the distance, a young man in black stood still with his sword box in his arms, murmured with a tacit understanding.

"Goodbye."

See you when?

(End of this chapter)