Sick Beauty [Rebirth] - Chapter 110

The sun shines on Jinbo, and the waves are surging.

On this day, another special guest arrived at the busy Tongzhou Ferry.

Zhu Xiaodu looked at the person in front of him.

A young sword repairer with black hair and a handsome face.

The appearance of Jian Xiu did not seem to be different from those of the practitioners who came and went.

It’s just that he has a pair of blood-red eyes.

Like a magic repair. Except that there is no such chilling magic breath of ordinary magic repair on his body.

But Zhu Xiaodu still felt cold.

The sun was fierce at noon, shining on the young Jian Xiu in front of him, but it seemed as if he was completely absorbed by the black clothes on his body, leaving only a cloud of thick ink in his vision.

Zhu Xiaodu took a step back.

He has sensed the danger.

The young man stepped forward.

The shadow enveloped Zhu Xiaodu.

Those blood-red eyes that are getting closer, seem to be dripping blood, like a fierce beast on the verge of madness.

“Do you know where my master has gone?”

The other party’s voice is hoarse.

Zhu Xiaodu wanted to continue to retreat, but suddenly realized that his legs were fixed by something? They were far away.

He swallowed, and bit his scalp in reply: “There are many people who come and go at the ferry port on weekdays. I dare to ask, dare to ask, what kind of clothes the teacher is like, so what kind of clothing is it? I need to think about it carefully before I know it. Have you seen it before…”

“You have the master’s breath. You have seen him.” The other side said.

Zhu Xiaodu wanted to cry without tears, “I greet guests at the ferry every day. I have seen hundreds of people every day. How do you know who you are looking for?”

The other side looked at him blankly.

Ling Zhu Xiaodu wondered if he would go next? Instantly, he would drew his sword and stabbed him.

But he heard the other person hoarsely said: “A person like the master, as long as you have seen it once? You will not forget it.”

Hearing this, Zhu Xiaodu instantly remembered the ghost-faced man he had encountered before.

Half a month has passed, he still can’t forget the amazing sword made by the ghost face man when the sea beast attacked the ship.

I can’t forget that when he opened the door in the middle of the night, he caught a glimpse of the other side’s beautiful face that was difficult to describe.

He hesitated: “Your? Master, is it also a sword, with a red tear mole at the end of his eyes?”

Seeing the black sword shaved expressionless? A crazy expression suddenly appeared on his face, and his red eyes stared at him.

“Tell me where he went.”

Zhu Xiaodu wanted to speak.

But with a crazy look on the young man’s face, he suddenly hesitated.

Even though the signs of danger in the perception kept reminding him, Zhu Xiaodu suppressed the fear in his heart forcibly, and forced his mouth to speak.

“Since your Excellency is his? Apprentice, why don’t you even know where your master has gone?”

This? The sentence seemed to ignite something.

Zhu Xiaodu’s eyes widened in horror.

His? Neck has been lifted up. The young man’s hand grasped his neck, his complexion sinking into a deep shadow, the blood-red light in his eyes seemed to have separated from his body, flashing in the air like splashes of blood.

The black clothes on the young man seemed to become fuzzy in a flash, with only a thick black shadow, vaguely human.

The wind blew and the waves slapped against the shore.

The black shadow also distorted its form with the sea breeze.

Zhu Xiaodu’s toes no longer touched the ground. He wanted to call for help, but found that apart from the sound of the waves and wind, no human voice could be heard in his ears.

Obviously it is a lively dock, but he seems to be isolated from another world.

Such a terrible power that has surpassed mortals, he has never seen it in his life, and only hears of it from some sea visitors who pass by occasionally.

The person in front of him-if he could still be called a human?, his cultivation might have broken through the six realms of the mortal body and reached the legendary metamorphosis.

Facing the two scarlet lights, Zhu Xiaodu’s vision gradually became distracted.

Some pictures in my mind seemed to flow out involuntarily, being looked through frame by frame, thoroughly.

“Northern Territory, Cangzhou.”

The man spit out the location Zhu Xiaodu wanted to hide in a low voice.

After that, Zhu Xiaodu saw the shadows spreading from the sky with teeth and claws, sweeping towards the blue sky.

Zhu Xiaodu fell to the ground.

With a bang in the ear, the noise of the surrounding people all returned in an instant.

And the black sword repairman he had encountered that was like a devil and a ghost, has disappeared. As if never appeared in front of him.

…

Xu Zice is running away.

He was once chased by a disciple of the Guimenzong from the Northern Territory to Central Continent. He had a lot of experience in escaping.

The huge spider puppet behind it stretched countless arthropods to chase him, causing rubble to fly in the corridor.

This thing has been chasing him for more than half a month.

In fact, he didn’t know what was going on.

Since he followed the Ghost Face Man into the Primordial Palace, he who had followed the other side closely, in the long corridor leading to the ground, only slowed down the other half a step, and lost his way after a corner.

There was no more ghost face man in front of him? The corridor was gloomy and dark. He waited for a long time on the spot alone with the big sword in his arms. He hadn’t waited for the ghost face man to come back, so he had to bite the bullet and continue walking forward.

After walking for a while, he realized that something was wrong—the original corridor felt like it was going down, but this time he felt that he was going up continuously.

On the way into a dark underground space, he picked up a few treasures-he swears, really? Not much. This caused the spider puppet guard to chase after him.

The corridor is narrow, and there is nowhere to hide, only to continue to flee forward.

I don’t know who repaired this underground palace, and I don’t know what the repair is going to do. There is no end to it.

Xu Zice is suspicious that if he pursues and escapes like this, he must first die in it after exhausting his spiritual power.

Finally, a bright light appeared in front of him.

Xu Zice ran out and found that he was still in the ruins before entering the palace, and behind him was an open tomb.

He ran out of the grave.

Different from the previous ones, at this time, large swaths of blood, as well as the corpses of the monks, have been spilled in the ruins.

There seems to be a fierce battle here, and everything around is very tragic.

Xu Zice blinked.

Suddenly, I saw a monk who was still half-breathing not far away, moving to his side with difficulty and reaching out to him.

“Save, save me…”

Xu Zice rushed over, trying to pull this person a hand, only to find that half of the other person was gone.

And the one who swallowed half of this monk’s body was actually the monk’s own shadow!

Xu Zice’s hair is terrified.

Along with the sound of gnawing, the monk on the ground showed a look of despair on his face. His? hands fell down, and as he left behind, he kept muttering: “It’s a monster, there’s a monster here…”

The sound of spider puppets moving came from the exit of the tunnel behind him. Xu Zize had no time to think, so he could only fly up and leave this **** battlefield. As he dashed into the dense forest, he looked back and saw that the ancient palace towering in the ruins where he and the ghost face man entered, has now disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty black hole. .

There seemed to be a dark shadow standing next to the black hole, hunting and shaking in the wind.

Xu Zize rubbed his eyes suspiciously.

Looking at it again, the shadow is gone again.

The orange-red sunset was falling, putting a **** veil on everything.

…

Ticking.

Is it bloody? Voice.

Chen Weiyuan was firmly nailed to the wall by the lack of shadow. The long sword penetrated his heart, and the blood was dripping down from the blade.

The ancient Luo astrolabe has fallen on the ground, and there is a deep crack on the front of the astrolabe.

Ye Yunlan’s slender and pale hand was holding Missing.

Cyan blood vessels meander on it.

It looks fragile and fragile, but indestructible.

The Xingchen robe on Chen Weiyuan’s body was stained red with blood, his pupils were a little dizzy, he raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Ye Yunlan.

“Yunlan, I didn’t expect you to be true? A sword against me…”

The sword intent of Treading Void Realm churned in his body, not only his heart was penetrated, but his entire body and soul were on the verge of collapse.

Chen Weiyuan has simulated the power of a sword in the Void Realm countless times. However, Ye Yunlan made very few shots in his previous life, and most of the people who have seen him use swords have already reported to Yan Luodifu. He can only deduct from limited clues.

The Chen clan’s great formation was left in the ancient times. The first patriarch of the Chen clan was also a figure who stepped on the Void Realm. The leftovers of the Tailuo astrolabe and formations, logically speaking, were able to withstand Ye Yunlan. ? Hit it.

Only now did he know.

There are things in this world that are unreasonable.

Like Ye Yunlan’s sword.

Ye Yunlan didn’t give him half a look.

With a harder hand, he pulled the Lack Shadow Sword from Chen Weiyuan’s body. Chen Weiyuan’s body and soul are on the verge of collapse, and after he draws his sword, he will be completely destroyed.

“…Hold on,” Chen Weiyuan shouted to him in a low voice, “Yunlan, don’t you want to know that I used the empathy curse to make you completely forgotten back then? Who is that person?”

Ye Yunlan: “I don’t need to? Know.”

Chen Weiyuan said: “The empathy curse is unsolvable. Even if I die, you will never escape the **** of the empathy curse. Only by drinking the blood of the person you have forgotten can you be truly free. .”

Ye Yunlan was indifferent.

He has already used the forbidden technique, and he has never thought about living. Chen Weiyuan’s words were farts to him.

Chen Weiyuan saw that he was indifferent, his expression twisted slightly.

“Ling’er,” Chen Weiyuan said suddenly, “The name of the person you loved back then is called Ling’er.”

“Back when you were saved by me outside the Tianzong, I brought you back to the Chen clan. I cared for you everywhere. Although you are grateful to me, you always think of her.”

Chen Weiyuan’s lips curled up with a twisted smile, “You love her that way, even in your dreams, you always mutter her name. But now you have forgotten all about her, and you keep saying that you love her. One person lays down his life for another person.”

“But Yunlan, even if you have forgotten, you can’t deny that the person you love is her, even if it’s not me, it’s never a demon–” Chen Weiyuan’s voice stopped abruptly.

Ye Yunlan had already pulled out the Missing Sword, splashing blood all over the wall.

Chen Weiyuan’s pupils dilated, and the color inside slowly faded, completely losing his vitality.

A little dim remnant soul floated from his body.

At this moment, a little light suddenly appeared in the Tai Luo astrolabe on the ground, wrapping Chen Weiyuan’s remnant soul, sinking into the walls of Time City, and going into the void.

Ye Yunlan couldn’t stop it, and didn’t intend to stop it.

Outside the Time City is the Chaos Void, and there is no one who steps on the Void Realm, and there is no way to be safe in it.

In order to make Time City run, most of the energy of the Teruo Star Disk was injected into the Time City, and the remaining small part was almost completely consumed when resisting his sword just now.

Chen Weiyuan only had a little bit of remnant soul left, relying on the remaining energy of the Tailuo astrolabe, to escape from the void, it was a last resort, ten death and no life.

Ye Yunlan didn’t look at Chen Weiyuan’s body again.

The sword in his hand dropped to his side, and the blood kept falling from his lips.

Ticking.

The blood fell to the ground, like red plum blossoms.

The hand he held the sword had completely lost his blood, and his complexion was almost transparent.

Even a waterfall of black hair began to fade from the end of the hair.

Life is passing like sand between fingers.

After burning to the most splendid one, the soul quickly withered and faded.

Ye Yunlan staggered back.

Under the ancient wood, in front of the dark coffin.

This is the burial site of Divine Phoenix.

His life originated from the Ye Clan, and the Ye Clan’s blood was inherited from the ancient times.

After going round and round, he returned to the origin of the bloodline.

It is also suitable as his graveyard here.

He sat leaning against the coffin, with the missing shadow sword on his side.

Her long hair was spread over her shoulders, and a few strands fell down.

Hair is like frost and snow.

His? Life has come to an end.

In a trance, it seemed as if I saw Naihe Bridge, the flowers on the other side were red and gorgeous. Someone was waiting there, reaching out to him.

He closed his eyes.