Chapter 53

The dark red ripple whirlpool slowly turns under the dim sky, and the cold breath diffuses in the whole void space, which is not only a bone chilling, but also an inexplicable loneliness.

With a long breath, Ning Yue sorted out the confused thoughts in his mind. When he sat up, he still recalled what had happened before. In front of him, there is still a vast land reflecting the shadow like a mirror, with one sword standing in the distance.

A sword as dark as blood, a woman with blue shirt and white skirt.

"Now that I'm here again, it means that my real body is back near the sword?"

Ningyue casually asked, in fact, the heart already has the answer.

"Not bad. The master can only enter the inner space of the sword within 100 meters of the sword. I can feel that the master and the sword share the same room in the outside world. "

The spirit of the sword came back to ningyue, then turned around and came to ningyue. Shan Qi knelt down and saluted, holding up the ancient sword with both hands. I saw that her hair was also wrapped by a layer of hazy fog, which did not know where it came from. Together with her face, it was covered in the fuzziness.

He nodded and put his hand on the ancient sword. The cold touch made him feel a little excited, but he didn't rush to hold it. Instead, he asked again, "there was one thing I cared about before. If it was you, maybe I would know? The first power to release the seal in this sword is instant death. I used other swords to show it as well... "

To his surprise, without any surprise, the sword spirit replied directly: "yes, the master took the blood spirit pill before, and a few pieces of sword Qi condensed in your body. Plus his control over this move, if you can use a sword with the same spirit, you can really use that move to kill instantly."

"A sword with the same spirit?"

Chewing the word, Ning Yue rubbed his chin and recalled Su Qian's sabre. If the material and casting process were unusual, he had no objection. However, he didn't feel the wave of power alone, which was different from his ancient sword.

"In this world, the spirit of many weapons lies deep in the depths, and there are strengths and weaknesses. Only certain opportunities can bring them into play. Moreover, the master's ability to exert the power of instant destruction is not necessarily due to the spirit of the sword used at that time... In short, after the master has more control over the power of the seal in this ancient sword, with the help of the sword Qi condensed in the blood elixir, even if he uses other weapons, he can also perform his moves. However, the power will be worse and the consumption will be greater. "

Speaking of this, the sword spirit hesitated a little, lowered his head and continued tentatively: "so... If you can, the master will drink more blood from the strong and refine more blood elixirs, which can not only increase his strength, but also cope with unexpected needs."

Looking up and sighing, he hesitated more and more. Last time, he made it clear that he didn't need the elixir of human blood refining. However, if it is to deal with the previous crisis, such strength is obviously very important.

"Say it again. In the future, it is doomed that there will be no peace and no fighting without... "

After that, he raised the ancient sword and looked down at the bright edge like a gem. Suddenly, another question came into his mind.

"This sword should have its own name?"

"Well, dark Xuan, that's the name of the sword." The sword spirit's answer didn't stop at all. Obviously, she had already recalled the name of the sword, but she didn't take the initiative to mention it.

Ning Yue gently brushed the cold blade and murmured: "dark Xuan, what a unique name. What's more, I've never seen the style of this sword. I don't know who made it and where it came from

"I'm afraid I can't answer the master for the time being. I can only say that this dark Xuan is not a family's refining craft. Therefore, it contains a very strong potential, but also suffered from the seal. What the owner should do now is to lift the seals one by one, and at the same time let them become his own strength. "

At the same time, the sword spirit got up and swept back. When he raised his hand, it seemed that some vague figures were gasping in the shadow behind him, ready to move.

"You're right. It's a rare chance to get here. It's hard to say without training. However, this time can not be as endless as last time. If I accumulate too much fatigue, I'm afraid I can't stand it when I go out. "

He raised his sword with a smile. At the same time, Ning Yue moved his left arm and leg, as flexible as before, without any pain. But he also knows that this is only the performance in the sword space. Once he goes out, if there are too many activities here, the pain will be more intense.

Looking down at the blood lotus Rune slowly turning on the mirror earth, the bright scarlet of the second petal seems to be a little more rich. The sword spirit nods and smiles.

"Then, master, be careful."

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sparks were dancing in the two bright silver lights, and the roaring sound was very sharp.

This is the dagger in light language, short and sharp with deadly fangs.

Ping!

The blade collides again, and the friction of the Silver Rainbow arouses a series of bright light fragments. The cold light of the pain of life is reflected on a beautiful little face, but it's not reconciled, and it's still lost.

The sharp dagger is just on her throat. The dagger in her hand has been opened. The result of defeat can't be changed.

"You lost again. It's the ninth time today."

With a sigh, the thorn butterfly draws out the sharp blade in his hand, raises his hand and wipes it gently. His action is very gentle and careful. This dagger has been with her for a long time, and she has drunk the blood of many strong people.

On the other side, Xiao Yin, who was sitting on the bed, sighed reluctantly. She raised her small fist in her left hand and said, "sister Hui, do it again!"

Pop!

The clear sound suddenly started, and the thorn butterfly flicked her finger on Xiaoyin's forehead. She looked at her and fell back on the bed again. Shaking her head, she said, "well, I'll only practice with you nine times a day. Injury is not good, you need to rest, activity should be appropriate attention

As soon as she sat up and got up again, Xiaoyin yelled, "it's just that her leg is injured. It's not convenient to walk, but it's not affected to sit and practice dagger with Huijie like this."

"The dagger is short. The essence of attack is surprise. The main move is to attack in an instant. If we have to face each other head-on, we should rely on our pace and body style to change our playing style, instead of standing in the same place and fighting foolishly. That will only make our disadvantages more obvious. "

As she said this, the thorn butterfly took back the dagger from Xiaoyin's hand and put it into the leather sheath of her waist together with the one in her hand. She looked at each other's meaning, shrugged and comforted: "to tell you the truth, compared with the last time, you have made great progress. And before, you never asked me for advice. "

"That's because all of a sudden I found that I was so far away. In the past, I had my sister and your protection. I was always carefree and never had to think too much about it. It was only when I ran away this time that I found that I couldn't do anything well by myself. I heard that when my sister was my age, she had already... "

Dong Dong!

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts Xiao Yin. She goes to open the door, but she sees Chang Xuanxuan standing at the door, pale and weak.

After a simple greeting with the thorn butterfly, Chang Xuanxuan steps directly into the room with a smile, waves to Xiaoyin and says, "he's awake. Do you want to have a look?"

"Why didn't he come to see me? Now, I can't walk. " Xiao Yin pursed her lips.

"Did I forget to say it? Ningyue also injured his left leg this time, just like you. You two, how come the injured parts are the same. "

After spreading out his hand, Chang Xuanxuan came to the bed and bowed slightly. He handed out his hand: "well, I'll help you to go there?"

"Who wants you to hold it? Sister Hui

Listening to Xiaoyin's call, thorn butterfly reluctantly came back, grabbed her little hand, helped her up, and walked toward the door carefully. Fortunately, ningyue's room is next door.

What they didn't expect was that when they were about to knock on the door, they heard voices inside. Through the half closed crack of the door, they could see a figure standing in front of the bed, the figure of a woman.

"This time, thank you very much."

Standing in front of ningyue bed, Su Qian overlaps her hands and presses them under her belly. Her eyes are a little evasive and seem to be avoiding the opposite eye.

Ning Yue, who was pale as snow, didn't notice this. With a faint smile, he shook his head and said, "where is that? If you didn't try to save me at that time, I'm afraid I won't live to this time. I'm the one who really want to thank you. Now, on the other hand, I owe you. "

"Otherwise, it will be clear?"

Su Qian smiles, seems to have solved something in her heart, and her voice is quite cheerful.

However, soon a light sadness appeared between her eyebrows.

"My business is settled, and it's time to get out of here. I've fought with you twice, and I've been taken care of. Thank you very much. I won't forget those memories. "

Ning Yue nodded and said, "well, me too. Those memories will never be forgotten. I'm sorry to have caused you some trouble because of me. You can go back long ago. "

Who knows, Su Qian Liu Mei gently wrinkled, looks a little unhappy.

"After all, why are you still talking about this... This time, you have taught me a lot. It turns out that I still have so many shortcomings, and I can't face my real self, the one I need. But after that, the same mistake will not be made again. If you have a chance in the future, don't forget to come to me when you come to the imperial city. You will see a brand new me and a stronger me at that time. "

"Certainly. I promise you that I will go to the Imperial City in the future. I'm also curious about the true style of Jishou. But at that time, if my wanted order has not been lifted, I will bother you to cover me up again. " Rather more ridicule a smile, soon, look convergence up, condensate heavy way: "goodbye, take care."

"Goodbye."

Su Qian finally waved. As she turned around, she closed her eyes and added a word in her heart.

Looking forward to seeing you again, my only... Friends.

When she went out, she ran into Chang Xuanxuan, Xiao Yin and CI die. She just gave them a smile and went straight through. Some things, as Jishou, she vaguely saw some secrets, but would not tell them. Those suspicions and curiosity, buried in the bottom of my heart. Looking at the voice disappearing at the stairway, Xiao Yin tilts her head to look at Chang Xuanxuan and asks, "who is she?" Chang Xuanxuan replied, "a friend of mine has met ningyue recently. Maybe you've seen it before, but you can't remember - well, Xiaoyin, where are you going? Is ningyue's room here? "“ Tired, want to go back to sleep again. Sister Hui, let's go and ignore them! "