Chapter 0194 Young people's pride, Bingxin is as deep as the sea
Hearing the young man's deep sigh, there was suddenly a little more vicissitudes of life in his heart. Mie Canglan couldn't help but move in his heart. He pushed aside his red hair and let the thousands of hairs flutter in the wind. How could he not know these truths? Qinglian Sect is a famous sect in the Taoist sect.
, but they were all destroyed overnight, and the mountains of corpses were left to rot without anyone to bury them.
How could it be that his mind had experienced desolation overnight?
With a sigh, Mie Canglan raised his head again, but his face was filled with frost. A pair of cold eyes stared at the endless fog without wavering, as if he wanted to break the thick clouds, "It's useless to think about the past. In the future.
The road is longer, and if you continue to struggle, you are making a mistake."
"Hey, what are you talking about?" Lie Qingyang suddenly appeared from behind Mie Canglan, walked around his neck, looked at his face and smiled, "You Taoists are all so talkative."
Mie Canglan stroked his elbow with one hand and his chin with the other and smiled, "You said it's like Tianjizi?"
"Tianjizi..." Lie Qingyang seemed to suddenly feel uncomfortable, frowning and scratching his head, "I always think he is weird..."
"No matter how weird it is, he was the one who handed over the sword spirit of 'Qianli Shuanghua' to you." Mie Canglan turned around and pressed Lie Qingyang's shoulders, with a cold and solemn face and a voice with a hint of smile.
They suddenly looked weird and said, "Also, I am not a Taoist."
"But you..." Lie Qingyang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Mie Canglan had become more ruthless since the series of battles in the underworld. He could even frighten his good brother from time to time, "Isn't he a disciple of the Qinglian Sect?
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"Ha." Mie Canglan smiled coldly, closed his eyes and brushed his red hair and said, "It's useless to talk about it, it's all meaningless past." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the "Thousand Miles of Frost Flower" sword array, which was as bright as a stream of light.
Shuang's sword light couldn't illuminate the shadow deep in his bloody pupils, "Qingyang, come and feel if this 'Qianli Shuanghua' can put away its sword light."
However, Lie Qingyang stood still, listening to Mie Canglan's calm voice, and the appearance of the chess player outside the game, as if the person who had been involved in a bloody storm for a long time, and often put his life on the gambling game, was not
He was just like him. Now that he heard him speak to him in a leisurely tone, Lie Qingyang became the one who didn't know what to say. He just stared at Mie Canglan's handsome and indifferent back with a pair of powerful and pure eyes.
"Hey, Qingyang?" Mie Canglan turned half of his face sideways, and the corners of his gently raised lips were as blurry as a phantom in the mirror, "Are you stupid?"
"Cough..." Lie Qingyang suddenly came back to his senses. It was Mie Canglan's unique coldness with a sly smile, like a superior demon, but the way to release murderous intent was to turn the childish dice in his hand. He coughed
He walked toward Mie Canglan with a grunt, without looking at him, and bumped his shoulder directly, "I hate you more and more."
"Why is this?" Mie Canglan chuckled, and the movement of curling his hair suddenly brought with it the shadow of the moon. He suddenly realized it, and coldly waved away the hair in his hand.
"I..." Lie Qingyang shrugged, his brows tightened but he said nothing. He sighed for a long time and stretched his hand into the sword light, slightly exploring Jiang Chuqing's aura, "Canglan, I don't know what to say... but
Your heart is too deep, really too deep."
"I've heard you say this many times." Mie Canglan looked at Lie Qingyang's movement of mobilizing his true energy to recycle the sword light, while staring at his dignified side face and said, "Qingyang, are you thinking wildly?
What?"
"What?" Lie Qingyang straightened up innocently, spread his hands and shook his head, "No."
But Mie Canglan was not unaware of Lie Qingyang's reaction to him launching the first level of the evil demon body. He himself could also feel the shaking of evil energy when the demon god's form rushed high into the sky.
, even his whole body was burning, and every blood vein was swollen to the point of bursting, as if spitting out unquenchable fighting spirit and wild ferocity.
But even so, facing the potential out-of-control Kung Fu and the unknown future, Mie Canglan knew that he could not stop. From the moment he walked out of the ruined Qinglian Sect, there was no chance to look back.
"Alas..." Mie Canglan exhaled the last deep breath in his chest. He suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and wiped away the deathly face of God, the tenderness of those years, and the blood and fire roaring in the sky of Qinglian Sect.
A period of powerful peace remains to stabilize the heart.
He turned to look at Lie Qingyang and smiled, "How about it, can you put away the 'Thousand Miles of Frost'?"
"I'm..." Lie Qingyang knew that Mie Canglan was contemplating and couldn't be disturbed, so he kept mobilizing his true energy to interact with the sword, and he was almost at the point of mastering it. At this moment, a sword completely controlled by
The hand made of light covered the back of his hand, and when the skin touched, there was a rippling tenderness. Lie Qingyang couldn't help but straighten his shoulders, and raised his eyes to look at the sword spirit whose half body had transformed into a sword body.
"Entity..." Mie Canglan walked up with his hands behind his back, frowning and looking at the sword spirit, "This 'Qianli Frost Flower' has not been transformed by the underworld, but it seems that it has also undergone some changes."
"Now is not the time to talk about this..." Lie Qingyang's voice was a bit strange, with a strange hotness, and it contained a vigorous male heart that was about to come out. He hit Mie Canglan again and again and said, "Help me.
When she took her hand away, I couldn't feel the sword energy of Qianli Shuanghua flowing."
"What?" Mie Canglan felt strange. He bent slightly and saw Lie Qingyang's face flushed, which made his handsome face full of youthful spirit. He looked like an passionate young man. He couldn't help but laugh.
He said, "Young Hero Qingyang looks so distraught, what's going on?"
Lie Qingyang really didn't know what was going on. The sword spirit always gave him a strange heartbeat, just like the feeling of being tightly surrounded by the array of love ghosts in the city of ten thousand ghosts. The warm fragrance of nephrite was infinitely gentle, but that
The Love Ghost Formation is full of murderous intent, but this sword spirit only has tenderness.
Mie Canglan saw that Lie Qingyang was a little dazed and his breathing was panicked. How could such a pure boy be so confused if he hadn't been emotionally moved? Although he was confused, Mie Canglan still reached out and gently pulled the sword spirit's hand.
On the hands, a vague feeling of soft skin penetrates into the fingertips and disappears in an instant.
I saw only a pair of big watery eyes on the face of the sword spirit. He blinked affectionately and suddenly merged into the "Thousand Miles of Frost Flower". At the same time, Lie Qingyang took a long breath and raised his palm to activate
With true energy, he pulled the sword into his hand.
Mie Canglan ducked and hugged Jiang Chuqing, who was slowly falling to the ground. The red bead on her neck was still shining with traces of essence. If it weren't for the bead containing sword energy protecting her, the murderous storm in the sword-making platform would have been fierce.
, the swallowing air current of "misty time and space" has long since swallowed up nothing of this fragile girl.
While Mie Canglan was deep in thought, Lie Qingyang had already sheathed his sword and placed it on his back. The tiger head sculpture swayed slightly, "Canglan, let's return to the Tiandao Sword Alliance."
Mie Canglan hugged Jiang Chuqing horizontally, glanced at Lie Qingyang, whose face was slightly gleaming, and said, "Your energy has not fully recovered yet. I will hold her before entering the Tiandao Sword Alliance. But after entering, you will accept
Let’s pass it on.”
"...Why is this?" Lie Qingyang didn't care about who was holding Jiang Chuqing, nor did he care about sharing the burden for Mie Canglan. He just laughed and shrugged.
"I'm afraid that if A Luo sees it, then the eldest lady will be awkward again." Mie Canglan had already walked a few steps, and the evil energy in his body was still cold after a series of desperate battles. When he looked back at Lie Qingyang, he smiled.
Harmony.
Lie Qingyang looked at Mie Canglan's rare smile and stood there in a daze, letting the cold wind stir up dust and beat his long hair.
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