Fu Canglu

Chapter 630 Four Seas ([-])

Li Changge stood on the boat.

Every inch of the surface of the sea is filled with sword aura, which rises and falls with the boat.

Ripples of sword energy scattered in all directions
The snow-covered robe standing on the sea level turned around hastily, and wiped her cheek with one hand. The face of a woman who was originally as delicate as porcelain suddenly turned into the familiar middle-aged man, but the voice , but sharp as usual.

"wait wait wait!"

On the small boat, the elder brother paused slightly.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"There is nothing to say between me and you."

During these days at sea, he thought about many things, and also wanted to understand many things.

The sword of great good is the most decisive.

Li Changge gently raised one sleeve, and slashed it down.

The small boat was immediately swept up by the high waves, and the whole sea roared violently. The white-clothed sword fairy standing on the small boat had a calm face and demeanor. Behind him, Shen Mo closed his eyes nervously, not daring to look.

There was a sharp growling sound.

Painfully begging for mercy.

In the end, it was unwilling and angry scolding.

Until the end, to eliminate annihilation.

A long black line flashed across the sea level, and Yi Xiao, who was flying forward, frowned.

Above the sea in the distance, the sky is filled with countless terrifying sword auras. There is no real "cause and effect" in his sleeves, and he begins to tremble slightly from a very long distance to show his solemnity and vigilance.

The tip of the lotus robe was stained with white waves, and the sword energy flew across the sea, causing two waves of frenzy behind him, and His Highness suddenly stopped the momentum.

The sea water in the distance exploded from a very small area, and then spread outward

The world is monstrous.

The kendo aura contained in the sea water is extremely familiar.

Yi Xiaowen heaved a sigh of relief, he felt relieved, and stopped moving forward at full speed. When he skimmed the sea area, he saw a small boat floating on the undulating sea. The senior brother stood at the bow of the boat, Lowering his eyebrows, he gently stroked Shen Mo's hair that was hugging his waist at the moment.

Above the sea, the wind and frost are scattered.

Scarlet blood streaks spread like ink on the sea surface, and "Tai Xu" dissipated, and was forcefully forced to death in a small sea area by the sword energy, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

In the end, the great robe in the extreme north, which had been washed by countless frosts and snows, was torn into pieces by the sword energy, slowly sank, and finally turned into ice slag, completely shattered and annihilated.

Eldest brother escaped from the hip flask and poured it slowly, the tiny spout was like a ray of sky, the liquor poured down continuously, and after dripping and gushing, the blood red on the sea surface was washed away.

Finally, there was a "plop".

Li Changge let go of the wine jug.

The sea has completely returned to calm.

Yi Xiao said softly: "You don't have to do it yourself, trap her, wait for me, the matter of 'killing a teacher'"

"It's nothing."

Li Changge suddenly smiled, and lowered his voice: "He is no longer a master. When he was in South China Sea, he was already broken."

Shen Mo, who was hugging the senior brother's waist, raised his head cautiously, and saw that sick and somewhat tired face.

This ending was already doomed from the time when the son Xiaotao's voice transmission landed on the two people's boat.

"The grievance is over, and the end of a sword."

This ending is destiny and calamity.

From death to life, escape from the gate of ghosts.

From birth to death, go to reincarnation.

"The ten fingers can be extended, and the deafness is not a serious problem. I may not be able to hear for a long time in the future, but it will gradually improve in the future."

On the sea sand in Beisiyi, lying on his back was a young man with a scarlet bone robe, his face was pale, looking at the monk's face under the sudden light, his lips were moving, as if he was talking about something.

The whole world was silent.

The voice of "He Xintong" came to the heart.

Dongjun didn't know if this was consolation or what.

The Buddha's light on the blue shirt fluctuated with the sea breeze, and the blue stone helped him stop the injury.

The South China Sea Chess Master has also arrived here.

The few people who intercepted the Lord of Yincheng knew that the battle would break out from here, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. When they really arrived at the sea line of Beisiyi, they saw Dongjun's injury, and their faces became silent.

Even though Qingshi kept comforting Dongjun with "He Xintong" and stabilized his emotions, the appearance of the man lying on the sea sand really made people unable to laugh.

The bone robe continuously oozes fresh blood, soaking all the sand and stones under his body, dyeing it red, and within a small piece, it is full of shocking red.

All ten fingers were cut off, and blood foam flew everywhere.

Qingshi had already fed several holy pills, but none of them had any effect, even the blood flow could not be stopped.

His rumors did have elements of comforting Dongjun.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the scarlet blood on the bone robe was almost washed away, and the reflection was extremely pale, and there were lotus flowers flowing in Qingshi's eyes.

He looked directly at Dongjun's heart, and the deepest part of his gaze was Dongjun's soul.

In the life-and-death game with the city lord of Fengxue Yincheng, his purple mansion was directly shattered by the wind and snow, and now it is collapsing irreversibly and rapidly.

If he could not stabilize his spirit, in the midst of great pain and sorrow, his spirit would be shattered, and he would be completely irretrievably lost.

Ye Xiaolou rushed to the coastline of Beisiyi and watched all this silently. He had nothing to help Dongjun, so he could only sit down cross-legged silently, shielding the noise around him with sword energy, and avoiding any factors that would affect Qingshi. cure.

As for Wei Qi, the only elixir in the South China Sea has been used by him to treat Ye Shisan's soul injury. If it is still there, he will take it out without hesitation at this moment to help Dongjun guard his soul.

Ye Xiaolou raised his head and looked back towards the boundless sea.

Above the surface of the sea, there was a trace of black sword energy passing by.

The sword qi flew, coming very fast, the lotus clothes of the visitor fluttered like a peacock spreading its tail, raised his arm from a very long distance, tapped his fingertips lightly, the causal sword qi shot out quickly, but in the end it was extremely feminine Poke into Dongjun's forehead, heart and soul.

The tenth realm of soul power!

Karma Sword Qi!

The two complement each other, wash away the lead, and blend together as one.

There was an unimaginable shock in Qingshi's eyes. In his inner vision, the piece of Dongjun's soul that had almost collapsed into a fixed position, surrounded by feminine sword energy, eliminated all the wind and snow debris, and then Slow healing.

All Qingshuang in the Zifu world was crushed by the sword energy.

"Crack" sound.

When Yi Xiao landed on the coast, the bone-robed man lying on the sand struggled in pain. There was silence in his ears, but suddenly there was an infinitely heavy buzzing sound, like a heavy hammer hitting his head, but Let him come to his senses.

Dongjun opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body was already soaked in sweat, and he had no strength left.

He seemed to sense some differences in the world, closed his eyes, and sensed the state of his own soul, and knew that he had walked through the gate of hell.

"Yi Xiao, thank you."

The words came out with such an extremely tired vicissitudes that even Dongjun himself was taken aback.

This is, my own voice?

The sea water washed away the gravel, the little highness squatted down, and gently placed a palm on Dongjun's chest and abdomen, driving away all the remnants of the wind and snow with the causal sword energy.

Yi Xiao looked directly into Dongjun's eyes and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Amidst the sound of the sea tide, two people drove the boat to the shore.

"She has always kept the last means of escape, but it is a pity that in the battle with Dongjun's soul, Zifu was seriously injured by the shock of the sound channel, and she lost her way overseas."

Li Changge looked at Wang Xuezhai, who was lying in the sea sand with his bone robe completely red, and said softly: "If there is no interception from this battle, I can't stop her, and I can't kill her."

Miss Shen Mo didn't know what to say, she could only agree with her, looking at her husband beside her, her heart was infinitely complicated.

Going out to sea, knowing these things is already a very urgent situation.

From Ye Shisan in the extreme north, young master Xiaotao, to the evildoers on the four coastlines, to the Chess Master of the South China Sea, no matter what part of the link, if there is even the slightest mistake, the Lord of the Yincheng City, it is impossible to just do it like this. curtain down.

I'm afraid it will take more effort.

When the city lord lost her way, she kept thinking about Tianjihai Putuo Mountain. I don't know where it is and what is hidden there. If she really escaped there, what would happen?

No one knows.

Shen Mo looked at Dong Jun, who was covered in a pool of blood and lying in the sea sand, and some inexplicable emotions arose in his heart.

When I was out at sea, my husband once said to himself.

Dongjun is actually a very amazing person.

When he was in Beiyuan Hanjiu Town, Dongjun once had a fight with his husband.

After that fight, without saying a word, he went out and smashed his beloved "Great Sage's Last Voice" on the snow field.

This is a man who is unwilling to find excuses for his failures.

For such a person, the loss of ten fingers means that they can no longer pluck the strings. Even if they can use the secret method of Buddhism to reconnect the ten fingers, it will be difficult for them to be as flexible as before and regain their former style.

The five monsters of the Central Plains.

The Western Demon, the Eastern Monarch, the Northern Immortal, and the Southern Sacred Bodhisattva.

All of them are where Dongjun wandered alone, looking for opponents, and finally used the reputation of Hidden Valley to spread the word to the world.

There is also Ye Xiaolou personally handed down by Jianzhong.

There is also Feng Chujiang Qingyi who inherited Xiguan's legacy.

Someone appeared after the five evildoers.

But the Xi Yao has gone, and Ren Pingsheng died in the battle of Xibi fort before Jiang Qingyi became famous.

Somebody has gone downhill.

Wang Xuezhai was lying on the sea sand, he was not used to the feeling of being surrounded by everyone.

He likes to be alone, likes to be alone.

But he was too lazy to open his mouth, and with the last bit of strength, he raised his hands, the blood had stopped flowing, and the ten severed fingers were scarlet and viscous, wriggling continuously.

Raise your palms so you can't cover the sun.

He can no longer play the piano.

How boring would this river and lake be without the sound of the piano?
Regret?
There should be some of them.

I never regret coming here, I just regret that I am not strong enough.

If I had pressed the strings faster then, I might have shattered the Zifu Mansion in that wind-snow robe, and fought to the death on the coast.

Now he survived by luck.

Dongjun no longer thought about the matter of his severed fingers, and the thoughts settled in his mind gradually stabilized after confirming that he could hear the voice.

Dong Jun, who lost his ten fingers, his spirit should have been shattered, but at this moment, he was extremely peaceful. Following the shattered lines, he broke through the last confinement, and saw the grand scene of the tenth realm, like a deep-rooted dragon, hidden but not revealed .

It's just these, it doesn't matter.

He just thought in a dull and general way.

How should we live in the future?

In this river and lake, without the piano, where should a person go?
From beyond the four seas, there is light.

Yi Xiao, who was squatting in front of Dong Jun, stretched out a hand to cover the dazzling light for him.

Dongjun smiled in a low voice, but did not refuse. There was an imperceptible warmth in his lowered eyes.

he suddenly thought
Being surrounded by people is actually not that bad.

It's not as much fun when you're alone.

Maybe I should find someone with healthy fingers who can replace playing the piano.

Then together, travel around the world?

(End of this chapter)