The Sword Named No Way Out

Gong Wei's hands trembled slightly, lightly touched the **** wound, and carefully soaked the spiritual power into it.

Replacing one's body with one's body may be the most remote and seldom-known spell in the world from ancient times to the present. Not only does it require a lot of spiritual power, the talisman is complicated and almost lost, and the person who has suffered the injury must be willing to cast it in person. Once the magic is done, all the serious injuries suffered by the protected person will be transferred to the caster, even if the soul is destroyed or the sword pierces the heart.

Once this spell takes effect, the talisman will be invalid within an hour, and it must be redrawn if it is used again. Therefore, the pale golden word Xu on the inside of Gong Wei's wrist will disappear later, but the scalding temperature has already invaded the blood vessels, and all limbs and bones are shivering.

The extreme fear and sadness were still like needles pricking his temples.

why am i so sad he thinks.

The messy thoughts made his head dizzy, and after a while he finally realized slowly that it was not his own emotions, but Xu Shuangce.

—Xu Shuangce was deeply afraid that his fake "Xiang Xiaoyuan" would die!

As if all his mind had been swept away by the hurricane, Gong Wei froze there blankly, suddenly felt a finger pressed between his brows, gave a shock, and raised his head.

Xu Shuangce's face was calm, and nothing could be seen from the outside. He pressed the sea of ​​Qi between Gong Wei's eyebrows with the belly of his thumb, and poured surging spiritual power into it. The pure, warm and powerful power immediately washed away the damaged spiritual veins in Gong Wei's whole body.

"...Master..."

The two were very close, almost face to face, Xu Shuangce asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Gong Wei's internal organs seemed to be scorched by the strong emotion from the opposite side. He stared blankly at the bottomless eyes in front of him, and after a while he was at a loss and said: "I...I feel scared."

Xu Shuangce asked, "What are you afraid of?"

I feel that you are afraid of my death, this is Gong Wei's most thoughtless answer.

But then, he felt wrong again.

It's not that he hasn't witnessed death with his own eyes in his previous life, and it's not that he hasn't seen the relatives of the deceased collapse and cry, but the pain seems to him through a layer of veil, and he vaguely "sees" it as unreal, and he doesn't understand it even more.

Until now, when he was sitting beside Xu Shuangce, seeing with his own eyes the talisman representing his body drawn on his hand, touching Xu Shuangce's hot flesh and blood with his own hands, a deeper, thicker, drowning-like emotion flooded his heart, every bit of sharp pain are clearly identifiable.

That is not the fear of death itself.

"--What are you afraid of?" Xu Shuang strategically emphasized his tone slightly.

A certain answer was faintly coming out from the eyes of the two people looking at each other. Gong Wei felt his heart beating violently in his throat. He opened his mouth but couldn't squeeze out a word. He looked away hastily for a long time, and said hoarsely: "I..."

His throat moved unconsciously, and he took a long breath to conceal it, and said, "I'm afraid that Master... will be hurt."

Xu Shuangce was silent for a moment.

Every trace of waiting was extremely long, and it took him a long time to hear Xu Shuangce calmly say: "It's just a small injury."

"...But I have never seen Master suffer such serious injuries."

"Greater injuries are invisible."

Gong Wei didn't fully understand, but seemed to understand something, and sat there in a daze.

"I saw that ghost Xiu just now," Xu Shuangce said after a moment of silence, then abruptly changed the subject.

"..."

"It can shuttle between the virtual and the real, relying on several thousand-degree mirror fragments, so its strength has been greatly suppressed, but it can still be seen that the original body is extremely powerful, and its realm is extraordinary... It can even compete with the three sects. "

"When you were in Cangyang Mountain, it didn't dare to enter the Xuanji Palace, and after it came out of Dingxian Mausoleum, it was not allowed to board the golden boat. It should be that the mana in these places has lasted for thousands of years, which is like a natural barrier for it. But Yanchun Terrace It was transformed from a barren mountain by Liu Xuzhi in decades, it doesn't fear Le Sheng at all, and just when you left my side, this gap is worth the risk for it."

"—It wants to kill you." Xu Shuangce paused, then looked down at Gong Wei: "It's very urgent."

Gong Wei's mind was buzzing. He just wanted to sit next to Xu Shuangce like this. He couldn't tell other thoughts in his mind. After a while, he said softly and shortly "Ah", and said reluctantly: "Really? But I don't want Master If I get hurt again, I..."

Suddenly the cheek seemed to be brushed by the breeze, it was Xu Shuangce's fingertips that slid down along the young man's eyebrows, eye corners and even his chin.

"You won't die," he whispered, not sure whether he was speaking to Gong Wei or to himself.

There was a faint commotion in the distance, and then hurried footsteps came from outside. Several Lesheng disciples ran out of the house through the corridor, but they didn't dare to knock on the door, they knelt down and said anxiously: "Report to Sect Master Xu!"

Xu Shuangce glanced at the door.

"The Penglai Palace incident happened, I urgently beg Sect Master Xu to save people!"

·

Half a quarter of an hour ago, outside the main hall of Penglai.

"Gather all the mercury mirrors on and off the Yanchun Terrace, prepare a red cloth to cover them tightly, and strictly prohibit everyone from looking directly at the mirror, and report to me immediately if anyone is found to have been tricked." Meng Yunfei hurried across the high platform, giving instructions as he walked All the senior disciples under his command: "Order all the disciples to keep their positions, not to make noise, and not to panic. Sect Master Xu used the Jinglong Magic Formation to capture the ghost cultivator once in Linjiang, it's nothing to be afraid of! Don't mess yourself up!"

"Yes!"

Several big disciples ran quickly, Meng Yunfei lifted the corner of his robe, quickly stepped up the 7749 sapphire stone steps, and knocked on the door of the palace a few times: "Master?"

There was no response from the door.

"Master, Sect Master Xu ordered me to assist you immediately, are you there?"

In the distance, the Yanchun Terrace was brightly lit, and human voices could be heard through the night, but there was still no movement in the hall.

Meng Yunfei's heart sank, and he decisively pushed open the palace door: "Master, it's me, Sect Master Xu ordered me to come immediately...Master?"

Liu Xuzhi stood sideways in the middle of the outer hall, holding the sword in one hand and covering his eyes tightly with the other, his body was half bowed, and his face showed a slight pain.

Meng Yunfei stepped forward to support him, turned around and shouted outside the hall: "Come here! Master is injured, please Sect Master Xu!"

Suddenly, a hand tightly gripped his arm, and Liu Xuzhi finally raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, panting heavily: "I... in my head... it seems... there is someone..."

The last few words were already very vague, Meng Yunfei said in astonishment, "What did Master say?"

"There's a man... he... is robbing me..."

"Master?!"

Liu Xuzhi's eyes suddenly froze.

He was motionless, like a frozen stone statue, staring straight at the air in the shadows.

Meng Yunfei was in doubt, and was about to turn around and call for someone, but then he saw Liu Xuzhi let out a long breath, as if he had suddenly come to life, stood up relaxedly and said: "It's fine, don't call for someone."

"...Master?"

For some reason, the surprise in Meng Yunfei's heart didn't decrease but instead increased. Liu Xuzhi touched his chin thoughtfully, as if he was recalling something: "It turns out that Fuxiqin can detect all invisible obstacles in the ground... No wonder Xu Shuangze closed the gate of heaven." A party, you have to come to Yanchun Terrace to borrow the piano first."

Then he turned his head and asked Meng Yunfei: "Who has Fuxiqin now?"

Meng Yunfei subconsciously said: "Didn't you pass it on to your disciples?"

The moment the voice fell to the ground, he suddenly realized that it was not good.

"Come here!" Meng Yunfei flew back out of the hall like lightning, and the ending sound was rarely out of tune: "Please, Sect Master Xu! Master, he has already been—"

There was a sound of the sword's edge entering his body, and he felt his chest freeze, and his blood splashed all over the sky.

Liu Xuzhi has already clung to his body like a ghost, Qing Li pierced his chest with a sword, and came out through his body!

Meng Yunfei half-kneeled on the ground, then spurted blood, and fell down on the cold floor.

"The young master of Zhilan Meng's family, it turned out that he paid homage to the Yanchun Terrace in the end." He saw the figure on the opposite side slowly draw out his sword, with blood splashing from his chest, and said with a smile: "But I didn't expect that in another ten In six years you will defeat everyone and inherit the Fuxiqin, it seems that this is your fate."

…What is he saying?

The surging blood made Meng Yunfei's eyes darken and his consciousness confused. He couldn't get up with all his strength, and a stream of hot blood kept gushing out of his throat, only to see the person in front of him once again raised the green quinoa sword, this time cutting it straight towards his head, and said with a smile:

"Let me take you a step ahead, it will be over soon—"

"Brother Meng!"

At this time, several big disciples rushed to the gate of the palace, and when they saw the scene, their souls were blown away, and the leader subconsciously threw his flying sword and missed the edge of the green quinoa sword!

"Liu Xuzhi" squinted his eyes, swung his sword backhand, and the sword light instantly sliced ​​the leading disciple in half. The blood sprayed straight up to the beams of the room, and the other disciples burst into screams at the same time. Someone stepped back and shouted outside the hall: "Master, you got the mirror!" "Sect Master Xu, please! Master, you got the mirror!"

"Liu Xuzhi" also seemed to feel a little tricky, and he "tsk" in displeasure, and suddenly swung his sword again, another disciple's arm flew high with blood, and another turned around and wanted to escape The disciple was pierced through the chest with a sword from behind; the steps in front of the main hall suddenly became a **** Shura field, and several disciples summoned their weapons to fight hard, but they couldn't resist, and the blade of the green quinoa was wrapped in a strong force , head-on to the throat!

— This is obviously to sweep away several young heads with a single sword.

But just at the very moment, behind him suddenly—Ding!

The sound of Fuxi's qin was played, and the clearness rose straight to the sky.

"Liu Xuzhi" suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see that Meng Yunfei summoned Fuxiqin when he was dying!

He couldn't get up at all, blood mixed with minced meat kept pouring out of his mouth, but the sound of the piano was as violent as a monstrous fury, pushing those desperate disciples off the high platform in an instant, and even forced "Liu Xuzhi" to retreat half a step.

But that sword has clearly penetrated the center of his whole body's spiritual veins, where does this spiritual power come from?

"Liu Xuzhi" took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a faint golden light flashing all over Meng Yunfei's body - he clearly blew up the golden core with his last breath!

Self-exploding the golden core is no different from self-destruction, and the next step is to self-explode three souls and seven souls, and never enter reincarnation. The heart-piercing pain made Meng Yunfei tremble violently all over his body, but the sound of Fuxi's piano became stronger and stronger, forcing "Liu Xuzhi" to take several steps back, his eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "You guys Such people…"

He was grinning on the surface, and the cold and secret anger burned from the bottom of his heart, and he said softly, "It's true that people like you are so ignorant."

Suddenly, there was an ear-piercing cry of the Qingzhi sword, and he threw himself at Meng Yunfei, piercing his back with a sword and nailing him to the ground!

Meng Yunfei spat out a big mouthful of thick blood, and plucked the five strings with ten fingers, the first note of "Soul Fixation" pierced into the brain like a sharp cone—

Clang!

Guixiu's unstable soul was shaken, and he pulled out the green quinoa sword with broken flesh and blood, and pierced through his abdomen again. The blood was pouring, and at the same time, the strings burst out the second sound of "fixing the soul"—

Clang!

Fuxi's ear pierced the demon, and Meng Yunfei's ten fingers were completely torn. No matter how strong Guixiu's originally incomplete soul was, it was hard to resist, and he was almost scattered by a single sound.

The monstrous anger finally showed from its eyes without any concealment, and said coldly: "Since you also want to lose your soul so much, then I will satisfy you."

Immediately, it pulled out the green quinoa sword mercilessly, and stabbed straight at the back of Meng Yunfei's neck where it connects to the spine, but at this moment, Meng Yunfei bit his blood-soaked teeth, and burst out the third sound that cracked the sky—

Clang!

The sound of the big sound is rare, and the sound of the soul will never be heard.

The real soul of Le Sheng finally broke free from the shackles, and let out a long cry of grief and indignation from the depths of the primordial spirit.

Ghost Xiu suddenly pinched the center of his eyebrows with one hand, and the muscles and bones in the hand holding the sword bulged. It murmured something silently, bearing the pain of Le Sheng's soul's rapid backlash, gritted its teeth and stabbed the green quinoa sword inch by inch towards Meng Yunfei's cervical spine, the tip of the sword had already sunk into the skin.

— But just before the separation of the body and the head, a powerful spiritual flow descended from behind Guixiu, and Xu Shuangce blasted the body of "Liu Xuzhi" away with a palm!

"Sect Master Xu!"

"Yes, it's Sect Master Xu!"

Liu Xuzhi's body lifted the floor tiles all the way, and slammed into the entire brick wall with a loud bang.

Xu Shuangce's robe flew up, and when he landed in the air, he let go of Gong Wei in his arms, and then disappeared on the spot; in the blink of an eye, he appeared tens of meters away, picked up Liu Xuzhi from the ruined wall with one hand, and hit him on the head and nose Blood spurting!

"..." Liu Xuzhi slowly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at Xu Shuangce, his pupils dilated extremely.

His soul had just regained this body, and he was still extremely unstable at this moment. He seemed to be looking at Xu Shuangce, and seemed to see a more terrifying picture in his memory through Xu Shuangce. He panted hoarsely: "...Killed..."

This is the same as those people in Linjiangdu who have been hit by the mirror technique, Xu Shuangce narrowed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xuzhi's face became extremely distorted, anger and fear almost burst out: "Xu...Shuang Ce...killed..."

Xu Shuangce's expression changed slightly: "What did I kill?"

"…can't… let him—"

Xu Shuangce shouted, "What did you see?"

Liu Xuzhi's dying voice stopped abruptly.

He seemed to be completely controlled by some kind of extremely terrifying illusion, and his spiritual power suddenly burst out completely, and he forcibly broke free from Xu Shuangce's restraint, and his arms and sleeves fluttered.

Sixty-five bronze bells in eight groups on three floors rose from the ground, shaking the whole hall with vigor.

·

"Brother hold on!" "Brother Meng!" "Brother!"

…

Meng Yunfei heard a lot of crying in a daze, but his ears were actually flooded with blood. He felt as if he had been moved out of the Penglai Hall and placed flat on the open space under the sapphire steps. The night sky was full of bright stars, but there were many figures in front of him, surrounded by crying juniors and juniors.

The juniors who had been pushed off the high platform by him at the last moment all rushed forward, crying hoarsely, their faces covered with tears.

"...don't cry," he murmured, every word was actually drowned in the foam of blood in his mouth, no one could hear it.

"Don't be sad...don't cry."

A thin young man in a crimson robe knelt beside him, staring at him with distinct black and white eyes, full of sadness. That's Miyagi. Meng Yunfei really wanted to say something to him, but he didn't even have the strength to hold on until now, so he could only fumble with all his strength, and stuffed the blood-stained object tightly in his palm into Gong Wei's hand.

It is a silver sword tassel.

What a pity, he thought.

Until the last moment of my life, I couldn't express such a simple heart.

He saw Gong Wei staring blankly at the sword spike in his hand, and then looked up at himself with a pale and confused face. He was very afraid that his embarrassing appearance would scare the young man, but he couldn't speak anymore when he wanted to comfort him, so he smiled at him with the last bit of strength.

It was actually a very clean and gentle smile, but he had no way of knowing it.

His eyes closed slowly and he stopped breathing.

As if not believing the scene in front of him, someone murmured: "Master, brother?"

After a few breaths, a sharp wail finally sounded: "Brother—"

Many people rushed to rescue him in vain, and there was a crowd of crying and crying, surrounding Gong Wei who was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

The certain emotion that Xu Shuangce felt just now surrounded him from all directions again, flooding every inch of his senses like a tide.

"Senior brother, how can you abandon us, senior brother, wake up?"

"Brother didn't leave, he can definitely be saved! He can definitely be saved!"

…

Gong Wei looked down at the silvery-white sword tassel in his hand that was condensed with blood. The temperature of the blood had not yet cooled down, and the remaining strong emotions on the sword tassel rushed to his face, all of which were reflected in his dark red pupils——

"I don't want to die".

I like this world, miss many people in this world, I don't want to die.

"You can be happy in life, and you can be happy in death. Natural reincarnation will enter the heaven and earth, and live forever with everything in the world. Why should you be sad?" Many years ago, in front of the mourning hall of the old Juzong, his own immature and jerky voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"Senior brother is here to save us!" The little disciple next to him cried out of breath, tears streaming down his cheeks: "He is delaying time desperately just to save us!"

The young Gong Wei responded straightforwardly to Kai Xu Shuangce with a question: "Ordinary life and death in the world are like mayflies in the world, trivial matters. Why worry about it? Why cry?"

"I don't have any senior brother anymore, I will never see senior brother Meng again, how could he just leave us like this!"

"—Life and death have their own destiny, and there are times when they rise and fall. This is the law of nature. What is the difference between the death of mortals and the blooming and dying of flowers and leaves in spring and winter?"

"Senior brother, open your eyes and look at us again!" A few children who had just started lying down next to the corpse, crying heartbreakingly: "You promised to take us down the mountain during the Chinese New Year, you promised to write couplets for us, how can you just do that? Are you gone? You come back, you look at us—"

"What exactly are you afraid of?" Xu Shuangce's voice asked in the light.

Gong Wei suddenly closed his eyes, and an answer that could no longer be avoided emerged from the bottom of his heart, becoming clearer and clearer, causing a deafening noise in the void:

—I'm afraid I'll never see you again.

It's not death itself that I fear, but irreversible loss, and endless despair.

A flower withers, a leaf withers, and there will be more similar flowers blooming in the coming year, and the trees will be shaded, but when a person leaves, he leaves. The way of heaven regards all things as dogs, and the universe regards all beings as ants; however, ants maintain unique emotions with each other, so they are irreplaceable existences in this world.

Therefore, if Xu Shuangce died, there would never be another Xu Shuangce in the world. Just like the peach blossom that belonged to me has faded, and no matter how many identical peach blossoms bloom next spring, it will not be my one.

An unprecedented, intense sadness rose suddenly from the depths of the soul, like a hurricane sweeping through the limbs and bones.

Gong Wei opened his eyes and stared blankly at Meng Yunfei's body, his gaze slowly passing over every sad face. In a daze, he seemed to see Xu Shuangce lying in a pool of blood, no longer whispering to him or frowning slightly; he seemed to see that every crying face around him was his own face, and the sharp crying went straight to the sky.

He murmured, "I see."

A little disciple beside him was already crying, and he knelt there in a daze to shed tears. Hearing this, he subconsciously said, "What do you understand?"

Gong Wei said: "I know why Xu Bai was always angry with me before."

"you…"

The little disciple blurted out a word, and suddenly found that the swirling red in Gong Wei's eyes quickly condensed, and then his right pupil was clear and blood-red, and thousands of layers of gentle and gorgeous scarlet light suddenly magnified around him, floating in all directions like a veil, It's like a wonder that can't be imagined in a dream.

Everyone stopped crying and looked around in shock. It was a protective circle that brought the dead back to life!

Gong Wei didn't seem to notice the magnificent scene beside him at all. He looked at the terrified little disciple with a smile, but his eyes were unfocused, as if he was facing the void, and he said happily: "In that case, let them return to this world!"

—The last word was uttered like an invisible hammer under the sky.

The wind at the junction of heaven and earth whizzed back, as if the law of life and death in the world was retrograde, bringing together and reshaping the souls that had not yet been completely separated, and a golden light suddenly shone in the center of his brows, condensing into a complete golden pill; The three terrifying blood holes were gently smoothed by Wan Feiguang, and the soul slowly landed in his body from midair.

"Cough, cough—"

Meng Yunfei's upper body twitched suddenly, and a blood clot spewed out of his throat, followed by a violent choking cough!

"Brother?" "Brother Meng, brother Meng?!"

All the disciples rushed forward crazily, at this time there was also an exclamation from a distance, and the other disciples who were killed by the ghost cultivator also choked out the cold blood that had froze in their throats, under the cheers and cries of other brothers Back alive.

"You... who are you?" The faces around were filled with joy, surprise and fear, and the little disciple trembled, "Who are you?"

Gong Wei's soul seemed to be taken away for a moment, completely unaware of what happened just now. He closed his eyes and opened them again, his right pupil was blood red, and he happily stuffed the blood-stained sword tassel into Meng Yunfei's hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't like you, I only like Xu Bai." He just smiled and said, "I'm going to confess to Xu Bai."

The moment they touched the blood-red pupils, everyone's consciousness went blank for a moment.

But Gong Wei didn't notice it, he waved his hand happily, without missing Meng Yunfei who had stepped over the ground, squeezed out from the crowd who didn't respond at all, and rushed like the wind to the Penglai Hall where the battle was in the distance.