Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Optimus Pillar, Crack in the Abyss.

In the crack was a woman in red with a dull expression. There were three huge wounds on her chest, running across her body.

I don't know how many years this woman has been sitting here quietly.

The cold water of the abyss is so cold that it seems to be able to freeze all emotions.

However, at some point, the sound of the surrounding water became turbulent and restless.

The woman's solemn expression for many years suddenly became lively at this moment.She frowned tightly between her brows, and after a while, she turned her head slightly, as if she was listening.

...Even if it costs my life.

Would rather die than leave him.

……kill him!

The eyes of the woman in red opened suddenly, and an invisible coercion spread in all directions. The swimming fish frightened away, and the waves roared.

"...Little Grandpa..."

Blood gushed from the corner of the woman's lips, and she barely stood up, her seriously injured body was unbearable, as if she was about to collapse in the next second.

That's too late.

The woman in red had firm eyes and didn't care about the pain in her body. She raised her head brazenly, and her eyes shot fiercely, like arrows soaring into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

There were two blood holes on Sun Ruwei's body in the blink of an eye, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't help being terrified.Seeing that Qianqing's attack was ruthless and merciless, Sun Ruwei's eyes were ferocious, and he wanted to resist desperately when the third sword fell.

But this sword didn't stab, because Li Xian, who was standing by the side, suddenly flew into the air, lifted Qian Qing's armpits from the back and top with both hands, and pulled him away from Sun Ruwei.

Qian Qing was caught off guard by Li Xian in an instant.His eyes were red, he twisted his right hand, and stabbed Li Xian back.

Li Xian tried his best to receive his sword, and said: "You can't kill him, go!"

Qian Qing would not listen to him, she was about to stab again, when she suddenly heard Lin Zichu's hoarse voice:

"Ah Ching, stop."

Qianqing stopped suddenly with her right hand, looked at Lin Zichu, and made a sound like a trapped animal.

Li Xian hurriedly flew towards Lin Zichu, he took Lin Zichu's arm, and Zhang Renzhi and the other four hurried away with their swords.

Li Xian's left hand was pierced by Qian Qing with the sword. It was nothing at first, but it was only when he was controlling the sword that he felt the pain.

It hurts too much. Li Xian has cultivated at the peak of Jindan until now, and has suffered countless injuries, but none of his wounds has such pain.

The pain caused Li Xian to groan, and he could hardly hold his sword.

Qianqing's face and arms were covered with the monk's blood, and there was a streak of blood across half of his face, which looked particularly terrifying.

He was trembling all over, standing behind Li Xian, staring at something with sinister eyes, holding the sword tightly in his right hand.

There was blood even between the fingers.

Lin Zichu coughed, Yu Jian approached Li Xian, stretched out his hand to pull Qian Qing, and said softly:

"Ching, come here."

Li Xian clutched his left hand tightly and said, "No, this is too dangerous..."

Before she finished speaking, Qianqing had already held Lin Zichu's hand, and jumped onto the Hanshu Sword.

He was still holding the sword vigorously in his right hand, his finger bones were pale and hard, as if they were frozen.

Qianqing put her left hand around Lin Zichu's waist, and looked at the purple-blue fingerprints on his neck.Qianqing pursed her lips tightly, paused, leaned on Lin Zichu's back, and began to cry.

"..."

As soon as Qianqing stuck to Lin Zichu's back, Lin Zichu felt a heat on his back, which made even monks with the body of a cold dragon lying on the snow feel the scorching temperature, through the clothes, Lin Zichu was so hot that he shivered slightly.

Li Xian shook his head with a smile, and suddenly said to Lin Zichu: "Look, what kind of sword is this little guy holding in his hand?"

Lin Zichu didn't seem to hear it, and turned to say: "Senior came to the rescue, and Zichu was deeply moved. But I don't know why the senior is still following us?"

Li Xian turned his head and glanced at Qian Qing.

I saw Lin Zichu's eyes were sharp, with a hint of warning.

Li Xian said: "The reason why I came to the rescue..."

He raised his exhausted left hand, looked at the sharp wound on his arm, paused, and said, "I want to know what kind of sword that sword is."

"No comment."

"Little brother, don't worry. I want you to see if there is something engraved on the hilt of that sword?"

Lin Zichu frowned.

"Look, is there a flower on it..." Li Xian was so emotional that his breath was suffocated, he took a deep breath, and continued: "Is there a flower with fan-shaped petals and slender petioles, very similar to 'Hunzhen'? '."

Lin Zichu asked: "How?"

Li Xian said: "If that's the case...then this sword belongs to the Immortal Lord's wife and the daughter of the Immortal Lord Baizang, and it's named 'Bai Lan'!"

Lin Zichu paused, then turned to look at Li Xian.

Seeing Li Xian's intense eyes, shortness of breath, and choked up several times, he said, "The Bailan Immortal Sword has been destroyed in the battle of Nielong, and was sealed in the Banxie Pavilion by Immortal Feng Zhaoming... The old master of the Bailan Immortal Sword has passed away... If Someone... If someone can summon this sword, then..."

Bailan Immortal Sword, like Feng Zhaoming Immortal Lord Nine Questions Immortal Sword, is famous on the Zhengwuzhou strange sword list.

The former ranks seventh and the latter ranks second.

Everyone in the world knows that the hilt of the Bailan Immortal Sword is engraved with treasures, but there are very few people who have actually seen the Bailan Immortal Sword with their own eyes.

Li Xian is one of those lucky enough to have seen this sword.

At that time, he had just attained the Golden Core cultivation base, and it was the time when he was invincible.

Unexpectedly, evil dragons made chaos, demons ravaged, and harmed the world.

The fairy lord Dongkun, using his body as a bait, led the evil dragon into the boundary membrane of the Optimus Pillar, and cast a powerful technique to fight against the evil dragon.

At that time, the sky collapsed and the earth was chaotic, and the sun and the moon were dark.

The wife of the Immortal Lord raised her sword against the enemy, beheaded a total of 960 demons, and saved countless lives.

Among them, there is the name of Li Xian.Without Dongkun and his wife, he would not be in this world long ago.

The reason why he defected to the bitter end sect, and the reason why he stayed at the Optimus Pillar.

It's all because...he wants to find the fairy lord's son and repay the fairy lord's kindness!

Lin Zichu looked solemn, he held Qianqing's right arm, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Ah Qing, raise your hand and let me see this sword."

Qianqing's chin was pressed against Lin Zichu's shoulder, he was still immersed in anger and pain, his whole body was shaking.

Lin Zichu's right hand was injured, and he couldn't use his strength, so he stroked the back of Qianqing's hand very lightly.

This force was imperceptible, but miraculously soothed Qian Qing's heart.

He took a long breath, pierced his face into Lin Zichu's shoulder, raised his right hand, and held it in front of Lin Zichu.

The sword in front of him is extremely old, but there are carvings on the hilt, but it is hard to tell whether it is a treasure or not.

But Linzi saw it at first glance, there was still a remaining word 'Lan' on it.

He was agitated in his heart, and murmured: "Sure enough...it's really so..."

Seeing Lin Zichu's reaction, what else does Li Xian not know?He wanted to look up to the sky and laugh out loud, but he was afraid that others would find out, and he wanted to cry bitterly, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Between crying and laughing, his expression was distorted, with a yellow face, he really didn't have the slightest demeanor of a monk.

But he quickly calmed down, without further ado, he said directly: "Let's hurry to Jiuqubaguan, and when we get to Jiuqubaguan, we must find the disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect as soon as possible. "

Lin Zichu nodded slightly.

At this time, night fell and the sky was dark.

Lin Zichu turned his head and said softly to Qian Qing, "Ah Qing, don't be afraid, we're leaving."

Qian Qing raised her head, the two of them were already very close to each other, but now, the distance between the tips of their noses is only a finger away.

It seems that if you move forward a little bit, you will be able to touch each other.

We can feel each other's breath.

Qian Qing looked at this man's face as white as jade under the night sky.

Billions of stars flashed before his eyes.

The wind is hunting, but there is no one in the wilderness.

Qian Qing closed her eyes, her right hand was slightly relaxed, and she suddenly felt that the sword was very heavy.

So familiar.

In the distance, Sun Ruwei was lying on his back on the ground.There were two bleeding wounds on his shoulders and abdomen. The wounds were extremely deep and extremely painful. This pain reminded Sun Ruwei of something.

That sword hurts like this.

Sun Ruwei raised his hand to touch his unusually fat ears, and suddenly laughed out loud like a bell.

He lay on the ground, slowly recalling and thinking about Qianqing's roar just now.

The child kneeling on the ground looked thin and was not as tall as Sun Ruwei's shoulders.However, he raised his head and stabbed the enemy brazenly, his eyes were ruthless, and the aura of that moment, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, made Sun Ruwei terrified.

Plus the sword that suddenly appeared in Qianqing's hand.

Sun Ruwei finally understood where the terrifying aura that bothered him and made him care about came from.

It turned out that none of this had anything to do with Lin Zichu.

It turned out that the source of the aura that shocked and surrendered the beast master cultivator was that young child.

Nascent Soul cultivator Sun Ruwei has extensive knowledge and profound cultivation.

He thought of the old and majestic fairy sword, and the child's aggressive roar, Sun Ruwei laughed again, his eyes were red, and he said: "Hahaha!...God help me, God help me too!"

The appearance of the sword in the child's hand is by no means a coincidence. If you look at it together with his age, if you guessed right, he should be...

Immortal Lord Legacy!