Chapter 147

Qing Jiu only felt that there seemed to be several different breath entangled together, clearly incompatible people, but also inexplicable harmony.

Can the Qi of good and evil coexist harmoniously after hundreds of years?

Qing Jiu just wondered for a while, Zhou Yichen was about to enter the sword grave.

"Wait for me!" Qing Jiu said a word, and then quickly followed him to go in.

When Qing Jiu was a child, she often heard other elders talk about how the demon clan sword tomb was. She thought it must be very imposing here, but she was really disappointed when she came in.

Zhou Yichen didn't know that Qing Jiu was disappointed behind him. He just walked inside like a devil until he saw a rusty sword standing inside.

There are many swords standing around, but this one is the only one standing upright. Even in a mess, it has a different feeling.

Zhou Yichen knew that this was the chopping sword.

He took a breath, put down the sword from the Xue family, put his hands together, rubbed the palm of his hand, and then slowly approached, a trace of determination flashed in his deep eyes.

The moment his hand touched the sword, all the swords in the tomb began to tremble, except for the chopping sword.

Qing Jiu was startled by this situation. He ran behind Zhou Yichen and stared at his hand. Then he turned around and looked around warily.

"Hurry up, I'm afraid those monsters will come to Jianzhong to check in such a big battle. I can't stop them as soon as you can." Qing nine up a turn, the hands of the white whip suddenly appeared in the palm. She clenched the whip and looked around nervously.

Zhou Yichen nodded. The big sweat drops on his forehead dropped one by one. He tried to pull the sword out of the rock below. Every time he tried, the other swords would tremble. The more he pulled out, the more powerful the trembling was. Zhou Yichen even heard some depressed laments.

"It's too slow. I'll just pull it out." Zhou Yichen worried that the more time he had to delay now, the shorter time he would have to run away. He simply tried his best to pull out the sword.

In the moment of his exertion, the earth moved and the mountains shook. The swords that had been inserted on the walls around him were scattered. The wailing sound around almost deafened the two people's ears.

At the same time, the demons around here also feel strange. They rush to the sword grave one after another. At this time, the demon chopping sword is pulled out, and ordinary demons can approach and even enter there, so everyone goes in.

Seeing Qing Jiu and Zhou Yichen, the demons were stunned at first and then became alert; They know that they have evil spirit, but Zhou Yichen is holding the chopping sword in his hand, and they are not of the same kind.

The chopping sword had just been awakened, and the rust on it began to fall off, revealing the black and red blade inside, with a strange red light, which made the demons unable to open their eyes.

Qing Jiu looked back and was scared by the momentum of the sword.

It's a sword of justice to kill demons and demons, but it's full of evil spirit.

Zhou Yichen looked at the change of the magic sword in his hand, and felt a heat flow from the blade to his palm and to his heart.

"Ah He roared and waved the chopping sword in his hand. With a flash of red light, all the demons standing in the sword grave were gone.

Qing Jiu stood aside, too surprised to close her mouth.

Is this the legendary sword? It's too powerful, isn't it?

"Zhou Yichen, you..." Qing Jiu looked back and saw that Zhou Yichen had fainted on the ground, holding the chopping sword tightly in his hand.

Qing Jiu regrets that he left Xue Lin alone. If he is still there, he can at least carry Zhou Yichen out. Now

Qing Jiu looks down at the whip in his hand, sighs helplessly, throws the whip in the air, and it automatically entangles Zhou Yichen. Qing Jiu pulls it, and then pulls Zhou Yichen out of the sword grave.

This time it was a little smoother than she thought.

When Zhou Yichen woke up, it was already a day later.

He is lying in an inn. Xue Lin and Qing Jiu are sitting at a table not far away. They are drinking tea.

"Hiss." Zhou Yichen raised his hand, did not see his right hand wrapped in gauze, vaguely exposed a little blood, it is obvious that the wound has split again, deep pain let him completely awake.

"Where is this?" Zhou Yichen's voice was almost the same as that of a mosquito, but fortunately Qing Jiu could hear it. He poured a cup of tea, sat down beside the bed and helped Zhou Yichen sit up.

Xue Lin came over, took a stool and sat by the bed, looking at Zhou Yichen; His eyes were bloodshot and he blamed himself all night last night.

"This is the inn. You've been sleeping all day." Qing Jiu handed him the tea.

"In the sword grave, Keke, what happened later?" Zhou Yichen was pale, coughed a few times, and then drank a mouthful of tea to moisten his throat.

"You don't know? You take that chopping sword and kill all the monsters that enter there! It's the first time I've seen such a powerful weapon Qing nine recalled yesterday's scene, eyes bright, almost let Zhou Yichen misunderstand her worship.

Kill them all? Xue Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and carried his right hand behind him without any trace.

"I don't know. I know that when the sword is drawn out, I feel a heat flow. The rest... I seem to forget." Zhou Yichen tried to think back, but he couldn't remember anything.

Qing nine bit to bite lip, estimate is because cut magic sword just wake up, so want to give those monsters a down horse first?

"Next, you should think about how to use the chopping sword. I'll go to the shopkeeper and ask him to give you something to eat." Qing nine said with a smile, get up to go out.

"I'll go too." Xue Lin stood up, looking a little twisted.

Zhou Yichen and Xue Lin have known each other for a long time. At a glance, they can see what the boy wants to do. He wants to show his heart to Qing Jiu.

He chuckled, but felt a little uncomfortable.

Downstairs.

Qing Jiu orders to the shopkeeper, then goes to the back Pavilion and sits down, staring at the lotus beside him in a daze.

Seeing that Qing Jiu was sitting there, Xue Lin hesitated for a moment and walked in.

"Miss Song." Xue Lin sat down and called her softly.

Qing Jiu turns his head and smiles. Looking at Xue Lin, he almost laughs.

"Mr. Xue, if you have something to say, you can say it directly." Qing Jiu stares big eyes, waiting for him to speak.

"I don't know if it's too abrupt, but... Miss Song, I like you the first time I see you. Although I'm in the filial piety period, I think it's better for me to tell you. " Xue Lin has always boasted that his writing style is not inferior to others, but today he faltered for a long time to say such inappropriate words.

The sudden confession makes Qing Jiu a little at a loss. She admits that Xue Lin is superior in appearance, character and knowledge, but... She has no feeling at all!

"Xiaobai, don't our protoss have seven emotions and six desires?" She asked.

"Did you forget when you were crazy? How can there be no seven emotions and six desires? It's just that fate hasn't arrived. " Xiaobai a pair of mature appearance, shaking his head said.

Qing Jiu thinks so, and so it is indeed.

"Mr. Xue, you can call me Qing Jiu in the future. As for your intention, I really appreciate it. But now that the nine sacred things have not been found, I really don't have the heart to think about those things. If it's OK, I'll go back to my room first. " Qing Jiu says apologetically, stand up, leave Pavilion quickly.

Xue Lin sighed and looked down at the marble table.

Qing nine back to the room, directly lying on his bed, intend to sort out the same thoughts.

Suddenly, a lot of sounds flashed through my mind.

"Qing Jiu?"“ Thank you“ Thank you very much

So many voices finally meet together, it's a person, and that seemingly absent smell of sandalwood.

Qing Jiu suddenly felt that the voice was a little familiar

"Qing Jiu, I feel it."

It's Zhou Yichen's voice!

Qing Jiu sits up abruptly, shakes his head hard, reaches out his hand and touches his forehead to make sure he doesn't have a fever, and then lies on the bed again.

She had never seen Zhou Yichen before. Why did she have those voices? That tone made her feel close to each other.

"I must be too tired recently. Yes, I'll get up in the morning and have nothing to do with it." Qing Jiu threw off her shoes, put the quilt on her body and closed her eyes.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Yichen was awakened by a nightmare. In a cold sweat, he subconsciously touched his side. His warm fingers touched the cold scabbard, which made him feel at ease.

Just what happened to the dream just now?

He dreamed that Qing Jiu died in different ways and that they were in love

He took a deep breath and thought his dream was ridiculous! He reached out to wipe his sweat, but he felt his tears.

How long has he not cried? Zhou Yi Chen casually wiped a few times, simply straight out of bed, lit a candle, sat at the table, recalling the dream just now.

There were only some vague fragments left in his mind now, and he could not even see Qing Jiu's face clearly. Only the bracelet on her wrist could be seen clearly, milky white and glowing.

Zhou Yichen thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why. He just stared at the flame of the candle and found that he didn't feel sleepy

The palace of the blood shadow clan.

The patriarch's blood shadow sits on the throne above, with a blood red mask on his face, covering the upper half of his face and revealing the same red eyes; His long silver hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he only wore a black robe. He looked coldly at his hands kneeling in the hall.

"Patriarch, Zhou Yichen has got the sword. Shall we do it?"

"No, remember to keep his life at any time in the future. There is a resonance between him and the holy things. We need him to find nine holy things. By the way, what happened to the demon clan? " The languid voice of blood shadow came slowly from his mouth, and his slender but pale hands beat the jewels on the edge of the throne regularly.

"The head of the demon clan has been out all the time. Now I heard that there has been such a big change in the sword tomb, and I have rushed back. My subordinates guess that he will take revenge on Zhou Yichen." The subordinate bowed his head and replied respectfully.

Blood shadow has no expression, neither agree with, also did not deny, but let the kneeling hand some scared.

Although the patriarch was young, he was born with a vision. He was born with the same strength as his father. It's really terrible.