Chapter five hundred and ninety first three sword drawing
What happened to Huo Yan did indeed happen. No matter how it looked, these things were of particular obvious benefit to Huo Yan himself in the end.
This is another good intention.
No matter what it looks like, the rapid change of the world makes the whole world even more chaotic.
This is the world situation, and this is the change that the entire world can bring.
Jin Yan from the sky slowly disappeared, and the major forces passed on the matters of the Huo family. No matter what the final result was, this thing was already like this.
The slightly crazy world outside is already calm, and the so-called change of the sky is just to talk about it in advance.
God, has it changed?
Yes, it has changed, and the real place of change is something they have never known.
Because of this, many things are changing dramatically in corners they don’t know.
What changes ultimately affect the entire sector distribution.
However, as far as we are concerned, such a thing is still too early to say.
Then, the summoned disciples also returned to their space, and the Huo family became a noun that they had heard of.
However, the world is still running, and many things have nothing to do with them.
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On Longyuan, on the side of the miasma forest, the golden light on Huo Yan's body slowly dissipated, and his real figure appeared.
When Lin Pingluo saw this scene, he wanted to come up and ask what happened to Huo Yan. He had never seen such a scene before. It was really a very difficult thing to imagine.
Fortunately, Lin Pingning reached out to stop Lin Pingluo, otherwise Lin Pingluo would have rushed forward directly, regardless of what Huo Yan's current situation was.
Huo Yan is now absorbing all the changes brought about by this golden light. He himself also noticed the upside-down changes in his body. Such changes are so easy to detect as himself.
No matter what it looks like, Huo Yan has never felt like this from the past to the present.
The powerful force in the palm of your palm and the heavy feeling that was about to appear in your body were really incredible.
In Huo Yan's own words, he never thought that such a day would happen to him.
Such power and such changes happen too quickly, even inexplicably.
However, no matter how unbelievable it is, this thing always happens.
The changes in Huo Yan are obvious.
After adapting for a while, the breath leaked from Huo Yan finally retracted.
After this, Huo Yan looked exactly the same as before, without any special changes.
Huo Yan pinched his palm and finally could control his own power. He looked at Lin Pingning's side, the Lin family, and the feelings in Huo Yan's heart were still quite special.
"Don't worry, you can come here."
Huo Yan looked at Lin Pingning and naturally understood that they were retreating so far because of the sudden changes in him.
However, now that he can control himself, he doesn't have to be so far away.
When Lin Pingning heard Huo Yan's words, he nodded, let go of Lin Pingluo, walked forward, looked at Huo Yan, and looked at Huo Yan carefully, but he couldn't figure out how the golden lights appeared.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Pingning is not very good at asking questions, but looking at Huo Yan's appearance, I think there should be no major problems.
Huo Yan shook his head at Lin Pingning. There was no harm in his body, only good things happened. I am afraid that he would not believe this.
As for whether there is anything wrong with him, there is definitely nothing wrong with him. He is still here, and there is no problem.
"I have nothing to do, is it delaying you from offsetting the miasma?"
Huo Yan looked at the miasma forest behind him, thinking about what Lin Pingning and others would do before, and he felt that he had delayed other people's affairs.
In Huo Yan's words, Lin Pingning and others are doing the right thing, so they can't just worry about him and let this matter be left behind, right?
"No, we can't stand it anymore. The soul is not endless, and sometimes we need some rest."
Lin Pingning shook his head. They were all here, not just because there was a golden light on Huo Yan's body, but for other reasons.
However, now, this is pretty good.
"It will take a while before we can continue to join in. We are doing such a thing. I thought no one would understand. I didn't expect to meet someone like you. Huo Yan, thank you very much!"
Lin Pingning and his family bowed to Huo Yan, showing full sincerity.
Maybe Huo Yan himself didn't know what he had done.
What Huo Yan said may be simple, but there are too many people in this world who don’t understand it. The Lin family is not a family full of superior strength. Whether it is ridiculed or ridiculed, it is said that it is difficult to be tiring.
It’s good to please or something, those words have been with you for a while, no matter what, they are full of unreasonable speculation.
In such a world, you can't even find a completely different feeling.
Huo Yan's words were like stars and fireflies. Although they were very weak, they also made Lin Pingning understand that what they did was not a meaningless thing in the true sense.
This is enough.
Looking at the Lin family in front of him, Huo Yan had a wooden face and didn't know what had happened.
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In the dark world, only the wooden sword in your hand can give you a true sense of security.
Beigong Wushuang has been in such a world for a long time. There is no sound in his ears. He can only hear his beating heart sound, and the shallow breathing sounds echo throughout the space.
What kind of world is this?
A world without any perception at all.
For Beigong Wushuang, such a world is a real imprisonment for him.
Apart from the wooden sword in his hand, he had nothing to appear in this place, including the so-called soul.
Beigong Wushuang does not have the soul. Since childhood, Beigong Wushuang has not awakened his soul.
However, he was still seen by the entire family and even held it in his hand, mainly because the wooden sword in his hand was the true foundation of Beigong Wushuang.
A wooden sword is enough to sweep many people.
Beigong Wushuang, this is his real world.
Although many people looked down on Beigong Wushuang at the beginning and thought that he had no soul, in the end, just a wooden sword made those who came forward to provoke go back and could never say such words.
Come.
However, in such a world, Beigong Wushuang cannot exert her ability even if she has many abilities.
In the dark world, there is an insulated space. What Beigong Wushuang can do is forbidden, and what he cannot do is allowed, such as the matter of the soul.
Tsk, I always feel that this stone pillar itself does not look down on Beigong Wushuang.
However, there is one thing that Beigong Wushuang should not have noticed it.
Beyond the stone pillar is the sword energy, and inside this stone pillar, the black world is shrouded in the sword intent.
The sword intent condensed together and became black, and the existence that could not be touched was an existence that could truly emerge in the breath.
Maybe, this matter is that simple.
Sword Intention!
It is very difficult to understand what the sword intent sees and use the wooden sword in your hand to truly realize this.
However, Beigong Wushuang probably doesn't have that much difficulty in this matter.
To put it, Beigong Wushuang had long understood the things like sword intent. If the wooden sword in his hand was not unexpected, it would have been hidden by a sword intent.
If it weren't for the rare existence like this, how could Beigong Wushuang face so many people with doubts?
Where the sword energy is, the sword intent is formed.
Sword energy may be quite common. If you have a little interest in sword art, sword energy will naturally form and then transform into everyone's style.
However, the sword intent is different. Without the sword talent, the sword intent is always just a legendary thing, and it will not work even if you understand the sword energy.
Beigong Wushuang happened to have such talent and has come to this point. Even if he is ordinary, there are still many traces of perseverance on him.
Beigong Wushuang is not an ordinary person in the true sense.
For thirty-three years, at least thirty years have been with this wooden sword and spent the boring life of drawing and collecting the sword.
No success is smooth sailing. In the unknown corner, the sweat shed and the breath filled with it are something that many people can hardly imagine.
Everyone saw Beigong Wushuang defeating the enemy with one sword, but they did not see how much effort Beigong Wushuang made behind this.
The glamor in the eyes of the world is just the tempering behind it.
These things are unknown and will never be known.
The end of darkness is full of unimaginable things.
At the end of darkness is a world that everyone can see.
At the end of darkness, there are deep gullies, and each gully is tempered day after day.
In this way, will anyone still yearn for the existence of the night?
No!
There will still be!
The afterglow of the night, when the dark world is lit up, it becomes the brightest color in the whole world.
From the past to the present, from the present to the future, everything is full of its own flavor.
The world is like this, it should be a particularly exciting thing.
Beigong Wushuang opened his eyes and thought he knew what to do.
He only knows one thing, and only one thing that is spreading outside.
Three styles of drawing a sword!
Drawing the sword three times is what Beigong Wushuang can do the most now.
As for what will happen after this, it is no longer within Beigong Wushuang's control.