Chapter 0193 The young man's heart is as deep as the sea
Lie Qingyang only felt something grabbing him and dragged him slowly. He didn't know whether he was moving forward or tilted behind him, but his whole body was rubbing against the tiny pain, and it must be the crushed sand and stones.
Surrounded.
"Uh..." Lie Qingyang was in a splitting headache, and slowly opened a line of pupils. He had just recovered some of his strength to fight the dragging force. While pulling back his palms, he said, "Hey, who is it..."
"Okay, the young man Qingyang finally woke up." A charming voice of cold magnetic coming from the sky spirit, both like the clearest sweet spring and the most blazing hot iron, causing Lie Qingyang's entire body to suddenly pass through the electric current.
Retreat, raised his hand and touched him randomly.
He immediately grabbed a bunch of soft hair and pulled it hard twice in disbelief. He heard the sound of hissing, "If one day I become bald, I will pull out all your hair and be me
wig.”
Lie Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a grayish-white light rushed into his pupils, and he cried out in pain, "Uh, my eyes...Canglan?"
Mie Canglan squatted down, snatched the red hair that was pulled in Lie Qingyang's hand, and shook it high to his shoulders and smiled, "Open your eyes slowly and be careful of being stabbed by the light."
"Ah." Lie Qingyang seemed to have just woken up with a big dream. He sat up with his lips vaguely, bent his knees and put his hands on it, and gasped for a while, "Suffer... I'm suffocating!"
"It's really not good to rush out of the 'etheless time and space'." Mie Canglan turned around and sat next to Lie Qingyang, with his naked right shoulder covered with bloody mouths, and his black robe with blood-patterned scent of cold dust and smoke, but
It has almost dissipated, and a piece of cold air like ice remains.
"Wait..." Lie Qingyang rubbed his face up and down, stopped suddenly and raised his head, looked around and shot Mie Canglan, "Where are we?"
"Fengyamen." Mie Canglan held Lie Qingyang's hand and patted him constantly, spread his finger and pointed forward, "But there is no one here."
Lie Qingyang quickly narrowed his eyes and saw a thick gray fog, and the gloomy wind was as sad as a ghost sobbing. Xiaozhu in front of him emitted blood spots, and stood in the depths of the gloomy fog like a dilapidated coffin.
"Fengyamen..." Lie Qingyang didn't know much about Fengyamen, and he couldn't recognize him now. Mie Canglan had a clear understanding of his heart, clapped his hands and stood up, walked out a few steps and stood in the wind.
"I want to be happy..." Mie Canglan's red hair was like a ball of fire that lit up in the eternal night, very dazzling in the endless floating fog. "She said that everything had just begun, so she wouldn't be it.
Exit the game.”
Even though he said so, there was only a fog of gray smoke in front of Mie Canglan. The charming scene of Fengyamen that day was gone, and the tempting and lustful face of the jade body was missing. This place looked more like a wasteland.
A chaotic grave that has been abandoned for many years.
Lie Qingyang recovered a little, turned over and stood up to check his body, and suddenly felt shocked after touching it. He almost rushed to Mie Canglan and said, "It's broken!"
Mie Canglan turned his head to look at him, and the young man with a faint flashing eyes was as cunning as before, and he tilted his head slightly and smiled, "What's wrong?"
"'Qianli Frost Hua'! Jiang Chuqing!" Lie Qingyang couldn't figure out why Mie Canglan could still laugh. He pursed his lips tightly like a burning tongue and shook his hands. He finally let out a roar, "What should I do? Hello!
, I only remember when you rushed out of the 'Ethereal Time and Space', what did you say to let me take out the sword, and then, and then?!"
Mie Canglan suddenly dragged his voice "Ah" and gently stroked his chin with a pale finger and frowned, "I don't know either."
"Mi Canglan!" Lie Qingyang choked suddenly, jumped around Mie Canglan, turned his head and grabbed his shoulders and shook his head, "Don't joke with me! If it were Qianli Shuanghua
'We were both lost with Jiang Chuqing. Why are we doing such a big round?!"
"Young Master Qingyang, Young Master Qingyang!" Mie Canglan's voice was shaken and she was fluttering, and she pressed Lie Qingyang like a crazy little beast and comforted her, "You are recovering so quickly, but I am still there
I'm dizzy. Stop shaking, look back."
"I...uh?" Lie Qingyang had no choice but to be calm and calm in the outside world, and he curled his lips and turned around quickly, but immediately opened his lips slightly and blinked, "My God
…”
Mie Canglan walked slowly to the place where he was shoulder to shoulder, hugged his arms and smiled, "How about it, can you be quiet now?"
Lie Qingyang's bright eyes floated up and down with the sword light like water waves. In front of him was a brilliance emitted by "Thousand Miles of Frost". The golden red light spots mixed in the flowing white light like cold frost, as if there was a piece.
A piece of ice and snow fell from the sky, drawing a flying cold air.
Jiang Chuqing's body floated slightly under the protection of this sword light, as if she was in a stream of water. The red beads on her neck emitted a soft light, just in the carving of the tiger's head on the "Thousand Miles of Frost Flower" floating in the air
Reaching far away.
"It is truly a famous sword in China, and even the sword spirit has extraordinary spiritual power." Mie Canglan turned his hand and gently closed Lie Qingyang's chin, patted his shoulder and smiled, "Your sword energy is connected to that sword spirit,
Sensing our current situation, the sword spirit automatically launched the sword energy of "Qianli Shuanghua" to form a guardian array, and even protected the daughter of the sword-caster.
"So that's it?" Lie Qingyang nodded slowly, blinked his eyes and said in confusion, "But isn't that sword spirit like an elf, can it be so human?"
Mie Canglan stared at her and pondered, "Do you still remember that she has some entity?"
Lie Qingyang nodded and punched his fists suddenly, "With the entity... Could it be that the sword spirit has begun to turn into human form?"
"I have never heard of the elves and other types of people turning into human bodies..." Mie Canglan also felt that this was contrary to common sense, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment. He looked up at the Shuanghua Lengyao's sword formation and said, "
I don’t think about these things anymore, and I will definitely untie them one by one in the future. Now I will take this young lady and the famous sword back to the Tiandao Sword Alliance as soon as possible."
As he said that, Mie Canglan let out a long breath, a trace of fatigue flashed through his eyes, "I don't know how Aluo is doing."
"She is in the Tiandao Sword Alliance, are you still worried that she will be treated unfairly?" Lie Qingyang laughed boldly, stretched his muscles and bones happily, and felt that the severe pain seemed to have receded a lot, but there was a
The heavy stiffness of the thighs always suppressed the meridians, and he couldn't help but curl his lips, "It turns out that there is no good thing in the underworld... Even the air there will be uncomfortable if you suck too much!"
Mie Canglan suddenly saw the bloody marks on Lie Qingyang's arm that were oblivious to the flesh, buried deep under the skin, emitting a faint bruise. He grabbed his wrist and said, "I think it's the Fuqiao Ji who makes you most unhappy."
Lie Qingyang paused suddenly and also saw the blood marks on Mie Canglan's arm. The traces that were obviously darker than other scars were very dazzling. It was the cut of Fuqiao Ji who provided blood food for those love ghosts.
"Hmph, don't mention that woman!" Lie Qingyang hummed and shook his hands with annoyance, and frowned while rubbing his wrist, "Talk about it, that man who asked Fuqiaoji to exchange for some Kirin marrow..."
"Well..." Mie Canglan suddenly withdrew his cunning smile, and the vast wind and frost fell in his eyes, "Liu Fufeng...tsk, it's really a pair of miserable mandarin ducks, just like the moon picking stars."
"It seems you know a lot of people." Lie Qingyang looked around, feeling uncomfortable all over in the underworld road. He hugged Mie Canglan's shoulder and whispered, "What's going on? Can you tell me clearly?"
"Start from the demise of the Qinglian Sect?" Mie Canglan naturally knew Lie Qingyang's confusion, nodded and sighed, "Anyway, this sword formation will take some time to put it away, maybe enough for me to tell a story..."
The slowly flowing gray and white mist is like flying ashes, like papers full of stories, burning and rising high, turning into afterimages all over the sky.
"So..." Lie Qingyang gently touched the sword formation, and the "Qianli Frosthua" sword light wrapped around his fingers like a gentle stroke, "It was the one who slaughtered Qinglian Sect, who was the one who was Wen Tiangu who was located.
Organization? And that famous sect of the martial arts sect should only be two guardians left now? And what Fengyamen is there..."
Mie Canglan snapped his fingers lightly, and stopped Lie Qingyang's full of questions and said with a smile, "A lot of people don't understand? I have no less doubts than you."
"...I just want to say that things in the world are too impermanent." Lie Qingyang sighed suddenly, and glared at him as if he was secretly annoyed by Canglan underestimating himself, "Take sword Fengyun as an example, I thought about it a while ago
Who knows where to practice sword skills?”
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