Chapter 522 Rain and red clothes come to accompany the wine
Time flies and it is already one day later.
The information told to Qin Nan by the Seven Killings of the King was truly remembered by Qin Nan.
That would be a killer.
In just one day, the figure of the King's Seven Killers is about to collapse. After all, this is just a consciousness that has not been extinguished. If it had not been for the Xingtian Sword, it would have even been submerged over the years and ceased to exist.
"Boy, I've told you everything I need to tell you. Don't forget what you promised me. There are my remains in the depths. Take away the sect master's order in my hand. From now on, the sword tomb will be yours. If they don't accept it, you
Just suppress it violently. Anyway, we can't let you continue to play with the Yuhuatian thing you talked about, otherwise the foundation of Jianzhong will be lost." Wang Dao Qisha said.
Qin Nan nodded.
"Senior, although I will not be the leader of the Sword Tomb, I will find a reliable one. As for those who have abandoned the Sword Tomb, I will make them pay the price." Qin Nan said.
The King's Seven Killers nodded, and then their figures gradually disappeared.
Qin Nan pondered slightly, feeling a little sad in his heart.
Unparalleled splendor and unparalleled admiration can never stop the decay of time.
The Xingtian Sword also began to cry sadly at this time, and even wanted to destroy its spiritual consciousness and follow the king's way to kill seven.
"Don't let down his good intentions. He wants the Sword Tomb to be passed on, and he needs you." Qin Nan said.
Only then did Xing Tianjian stabilize.
Then, Qin Nan went to the depths, found a skeleton in the desert, and took off the storage ring on his hand.
But what makes Qin Nan helpless is that there is really only the Sect Master's Order in it, not even a single spiritual stone left.
"Qin Nan, let's go quickly. If I guessed correctly, the Sword Tomb should be extremely busy now."
"If you don't go back, maybe that woman will really turn into a corpse."
At this moment, the Life-Destroying Sword Spirit suddenly said.
"How is that possible! I have only been here for one day at most." Qin Nan couldn't believe it.
"One day? Just two days have passed since you carved it in the sea of consciousness. In other words, today is the third day you entered the Thunder Sword Prison." Miesheng responded.
Qin Nan's expression condensed, and then without any hesitation, he turned around and headed in the direction he came from...
At this time, red lights were hung high in the Sword Tomb, and everything was festive.
In the main hall, a banquet was going on.
But the leader was not Yu Huatian, but Feng Changming from the Sword Burial Sect.
"I can't believe that Mr. Feng actually came here in person this time," said the Great Elder Zhao Ying.
"Of course I'm coming. But speaking of it, the girl in red is really quite unique. She escaped from our Sword Burial Sect, and those who don't know think that our Sword Burial Sect is some kind of dragon pond and tiger's den?" Feng Changming chuckled, but a discerning person
Everyone knows that this is to call for an investigation.
"I have no way of teaching my daughter, please don't be offended, Mr. Feng." Yu Huatian quickly expressed his stance, without the posture of a swordsman.
They were completely different from when they faced Qin Nan before.
"Of course not. But I heard that the kid who attacked that day also came to the Sword Tomb?" Feng Changming's face turned cold, and although there was a smile on his lips, there was a question in his tone.
"If it were just the girl in red, I wouldn't care. But that kid followed me to Jianzhong. I can't help but wonder if you, Jianzhong, are involved in it and are planning something against me." Feng Changming continued.
But these words made Yu Huatian and others' expressions suddenly change.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, that boy has been thrown into the Sword Prison by us. He is so audacious that he does not know whether to live or die. He is still showing off his power in my Sword Tomb and hurting people. Now his body is gone." Hong Ming said suddenly.
"Sword Prison? That is called the Sword Prison of your Sword Tomb Jedi?" Feng Changming looked in front of him with interest.
"That's right. He offended Mr. Feng, so he doesn't feel sorry for himself." Wu Jianyang said.
"Very good. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You have not let me down. But are you sure he is dead?" Feng Changming's eyes showed a sinister look as he stared at everyone.
"I guarantee with my life and property that he is definitely dead. Since a thousand years ago, that place has become the most dangerous place in my Sword Tomb. As long as I suppress the people there, there will be absolutely no way to survive." Hong Ming said quickly.
After hearing this, the expression on Feng Changming's face finally relaxed.
"In that case, Jianzhong is still very sincere. In this case, I will let the past go. Anyway, Tomorrow Jianzhong and my Sword Burial Sect are both members of the same family, hahaha." Feng Changming laughed.
"I wonder where Hongyi is now? How can one drink alone without a beautiful woman?"
After saying that, Feng Changming looked at Yuhuatian.
Yuhuatian's face changed slightly.
But the atmosphere in the main hall became strange.
There was a moment of silence.
"What's wrong? Master Yu, is he in trouble?" Feng Changming's face turned cold.
"Young Master Feng is joking. I'm getting married in red tomorrow, so it's not appropriate to meet now." Yu Huatian said bravely.
"Inappropriate? What's inappropriate? Could it be that Sect Leader Yu doesn't want to be buried in Jian Plateau?" Feng Changming threatened.
Yuhuatian's face darkened.
"Come here, go and invite the young lady." Yuhuatian said directly.
"That's right." Feng Changming's face was full of glory and arrogance, as if he enjoyed the feeling of being above others, bossing around, and having even a sword king bow to him.
The expressions of the people in the sword tomb also relaxed.
They were really afraid that Yuhuatian would become angry.
Fortunately, Yuhuatian also chose to surrender.
On the other side, a female disciple went straight to where Yu Hongyi was.
"Don't blame us. The Sword Tomb is at the end of its rope, and relying on the Sword Burial Sect is the last hope and the only choice. Your father has made an agreement that as long as you marry, we will get a place to enter the Sword Burial Plateau."
"This is the only chance for my sword tomb."
Luo Lan faced Yu Hongyi and said earnestly.
There was also a lot of guilt in her eyes.
It's just that the sun is setting at the Sword Tomb now. Even though it says it still has a second-rate sect, there is no one except Su Beichuan who can take it out.
In addition, their sword tomb now does not even have the soldiers and swordsmanship to suppress the sect, which makes it even worse and is declining day by day.
If you want to find a way out, you can only go to the Burial Sword Plateau to find a chance. Leave your name on the plateau in exchange for a skill or combat soldiers.
"So just use me in exchange for a chance?"
Yu Hongyi said coldly, staring at Luo Lan stubbornly, but in the blink of an eye, her eyes turned red and tears were brewing.
"We... have no choice." Luo Lan said.
"Do you really believe in Su Beichuan? There is never a shortage of geniuses in this world. Do you really think that Su Beichuan can climb to the Sword Burial Plateau?" Yu Hongyi's voice was cold.
Luo Lan's answer made her despair.
Luo Lan has been staying here for the past three days. But Yu Hongyi knew in her heart that she was just afraid that she would do something stupid.
In fact, her meridians are now sealed.
Control her tightly.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Miss, the sect master invites you to go to the main hall."
"What's the matter?" Yu Hongyi asked.
"It's Young Master Feng of the Sword Burial Sect who said that drinking is boring and wants you to..." The voice outside the door was broken and he no longer dared to speak.
"Feng Changming? What do you want me to do?" Yu Hongyi asked.
"I want you to serve me." A voice came from outside the door.
But then it fell into silence.
After a few breaths, Yu Hongyi's choking voice came from the room:
"Serve? Oh, let me serve..."
Yu Hongyi said, her voice broken.
"Hongyi. For the sword tomb, you..."
Luo Lan persuaded, but before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from above the sword tomb.
"According to the order of the Sword Lady, I am granted the qualification to be buried in the Sword Tomb on the Sword Plateau."
