Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 275 For love, kill you

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The sound of the divine sword falling to the ground was very clear in this silent hall.

Sword Master Linghu Chong was still holding Dongfang Bai's hand, and his words sounded slowly: "Your master is very kind to me. I promised him once that if it is not necessary in this life, I will never do anything to hurt Qijuezong alone."

"But Qi Shuangli," the Sword Saint turned his head to meet Qi Shuangli's slightly expectant gaze, and said with a slight smile, "I have always treated her as my younger sister, and I will not allow you to kill her for the sake of cultivating the Book of Forgetfulness and Abandoning Love."

"Xuangang, think about it carefully. Is it more important to obtain the supreme strength, inherit your master's behest, and make the Qijue sect great, or is this woman in front of you more important? Lan Xuangang, who was known as a love and martial idiot back then, is quite important. In comparison, I still appreciate that simple and persistent love affair even more."

Sword Saint Linghu Chong finished speaking, turned his head, looked at Dongfang Bai, and never turned his head to look at Xuangang again. To him, Dongfang Bai woke up, and everything else was no longer important at this time .

Looking at Qi Shuangli, who was dressed in red and looked like a red lotus fairy, in Xuangang's pupils, dots of black light flickered slowly, and the black pupils grew from small to large, gradually appearing, and also appeared on his face. A little bit of anger, that is truly a human emotion.

The cultivation of the sword master is supernatural, and the cultivation base of the Wangqing Tianshu is in the same line as Lan Xuangang. The sword master finally broke Xuangang's cultivation base and pulled him back from the Wangqing Tianshu.

Qi Shuangli's eyes wandered back and forth between Lan Xuangang and Sword Master Linghu Chong, a little bit of sadness slowly diffused in the depths of his pupils.

In this world, there are some tragedies, no one is wrong, what is wrong is that they met the wrong people in the wrong place.

The first time we met in front of the Soul Summoning Stage, the first time I met the Sword Master and missed my life.

Qi Shuangli finally could no longer suppress her emotions, and decades of hard thinking finally turned into tears that burst from the embankment and fell from her cheeks.

"You are crying," Lan Xuangang's voice was very dry, but with extremely complicated emotions, he walked slowly towards Qi Shuangli, every step seemed to be carrying an immeasurable mountain on his back, heavy and strenuous.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Shen Lin's eyes, and he stepped forward, but was blocked by Qi Shuangli's wave.

"You..." Lan Xuanzang slowly stretched out his hand, wiping away the tears on Qi Shuangli's face, "Did you never love me?"

Qi Shuangli remained silent, but the peripheral vision from the corner of her eyes was always covering the white-haired man in happy clothes, as if it had never changed.

"I see," Lan Xuangang smiled desolately, turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Every time he took a step, the aura on his body became thicker and more mysterious, and a sky blue pill slowly emerged from his celestial spirit.

He was walking, and the golden core was spinning, and every time he took a step, the golden core would accompany him, making a full circle, and when Lan Xuangang took three steps and reached the door, the golden core had already completed three rotations, and a deep line , printed on the golden elixir.This engraving was extremely clear and profound, as if Qi Shuangli's impression was in Lan Xuangang's heart.

Lan Xuanzang's footsteps stopped slowly, and a clear voice sounded: "Shuangli, you have to believe that I have always loved you, more than anyone in the world. Because I love you, I must forget you, Because I love you, I must kill you!"

"Just because I love you, I understand better than anyone else. The feeling of falling in love with someone who doesn't love me is worse than death, but it makes people unwilling to give up."

Lan Xuanzang continued to walk forward, resolute and without a trace of nostalgia: "Wait for me to come back, wait for me to completely cut off my love for you, Dacheng will definitely come back to kill you and set you free!"

After saying that, Lan Xuanzang's figure stepped out of the gate and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Looking at Lan Xuangang's leaving back, Qi Shuangli finally lost all her strength and fell into a deep coma.

"Fool," the Juggernaut smiled wryly and shook his head, "Forget it, I, a senior, can't get involved in the affairs of your generation, and I won't get involved."

"Boy Shenlin, help your master to rest in the guest room! As long as she is in my Dongjuezhuang, there will be no danger," the sword master sighed faintly.

Shen Lin nodded helplessly, supported Qi Shuangli, and walked towards the guest room, halfway, Shen Lin turned his head, hesitant to speak.

The sword master sighed: "I know what you want to ask, I promise you, after today, I will tell you about the matter between your master and Lan Xuanzang."

The following wedding was going on in an orderly manner. The sword master made a move, understated the means of defeating the suzerain Lan Xuanzang of the seven masters of the alchemy period, which has shocked everyone here.

After today, many true disciples of the Chamber of Commerce informed the elders behind them of this matter. After hearing this, all the major forces in the Song Empire immediately listed Dongjue Village as a forbidden place for their children to practice. No matter what, it is impossible Trespassing offended the Juggernaut.

Killing alchemy masters with one move, this kind of strength is already considered a god in the Song Empire.

Time is like flowing water, which always passes quietly without people knowing it, especially when people are happy, time always flies by.

The sweetness between Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bai hasn't dissipated for a moment, and ten days have passed quietly.

On this day, Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bai stood in the garden, talking happily.

Sword Master Linghu Chong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a slight smile, "Boy Shen Lin, come out!"

In the pavilion on the side, a man with a knife and a sword on his back slowly came out, looking at the sword master, it was Shen Lin.

"Brother Juggernaut, sorry to bother you." Shen Lin arched his hands, slightly apologetic, "I'm really sorry to disturb you and Sister Bai."

After ten days of getting along, Shen Lin and Dongfang Bai Linghu Chong have gradually become familiar with each other. Under Dongfang Bai's strong request, Shen Lin finally agrees to recognize Dongfang Bai as a god-sister, and the relationship with Sword Master Dongfang Bai gets closer.

As for the messy relationship between Qi Shuangli, Shen Lin, Linghu Chong and the others, the rules of the world are different and have nothing to do with each other.

Dongfang Bai pulled the skirt of Sword Master Linghu Chong's clothes, and persuaded Shen Lin, "Okay, since Brother Shen Lin has asked, you can tell him!"

"Forget it, I'll tell you all the grievances and hatred between them!" Looking at Dongfang Bai and Linghu Chong's questioning gazes, the Sword Master sighed quietly and said, "That was five or sixty years ago, when I was here in this military The world has been tossed around for 60 years.”

"I was in the Ming Empire, and I heard that there is a magical technique of summoning souls and returning lives in the Seven Great Sects of the Great Song Empire." The sword master looked at the sky and said softly, "So, I traveled a long distance and came here."

"At that time, Shuangli was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and Lan Xuangang, who was only in her twenties, was the pillar of the younger generation of the Qijue Sect at that time." The sword master sighed softly, "The Qijue sect at that time Sect Master, his name is Qi Ming."

(End of this chapter)