Blade of the Sword Master

Xuanling grabbed Dragon Qing, and when he heard this, Dragon Qing looked angry and drank, "What do you say? Is that how you watch your little brother die? ”

Longqing was worried about Xiao Dun's safety, so there was no other consideration at all, but hearing her say this, Xuanling said seriously, "Third brother is not dead yet, trying to save Xiao Xiao, first we must live. ”

Compared to Longqing, Xuanling obviously needs to be more sensible. Rumor has it that Longqing has also slowly calmed down. She knows Xuanling's words are right, but now Xiao Dun has been taken away by the Eight Roughs. When she thinks of this, Longqing's heart is worried.

There was no clue at all about Xiao Dun and Hongxiu. Plus, people had no idea what happened after they left, much less the existence of the mysterious old man. So, naturally, Luo Li and Honglian put all their attention on the Eight Wild Sides.

According to the speculation of both of them, it should be the will of Heavenly Path himself, captured Xiao Dun alive, and then took away the power of all creation, along with Red Xiu.

Nor can Luo Li and Red Lotus blame them for having this idea. After all, the information they know is limited, and judging by the current situation, the suspicion of the Eight Wastes is without a doubt the greatest.

Besides, in the entire Arid Eight world, apart from their realm leaders, there is only the will of the heavens and the earth.

After searching for half a month in a row, there was still nothing to be gained. In the end, Luo Li and Red Lotus issued an order to retreat and decided to temporarily return to the First Waste.

It is almost certain that Xiao Dun and Hongxiu were captured alive by the Eight Wastes at this time, and it is only natural to think of a long way to save them.

After all, even Luo Li and Red Lotus would not dare to forcibly break into the main camp of the Eight Wastes. Otherwise, they would fall into the siege of the will of Heaven, and Luo Li and Red Lotus would also be double-fisted.

There is no rush to rescue Xiao Dun and Hongxiu. For now, there is only one way to return to the First Waste.

Dragon Qing was unhappy with Red Lotus's decision and Luo's decision, but under Xuanling's persuasion, he could only nod his head.

Now, the only thing that can reassure both Longqing and Xuanling a little is that Xiao Dun's life card is not broken, so at least it can prove that Xiao Dun is still alive, which is kind of the only good news.

With the Eight Wilderness side, Luo Li and Hongxiu leaders arrived, and finally had no clue, only to return to the First Wilderness and then from the long plan.

Everyone left, and no one thought that Xiao Dun and Hongxiu were actually not captured by the Eight Wastes, but saved by the mysterious old man.

More than a month has passed since Xiao Dun was saved by the mysterious elderly, and in more than a month Xiao Dun has successfully accepted the power of the blood of the broken sword.

Transferring all the power of his blood to Xiao Dun is another kind of inheritance. However, after accepting the power of the blood of the broken sword, Xiao Dun's wounds have recovered, but there are still no signs of awakening.

Not surprisingly, after all, the power of the blood of Heavenly Sword is too strong. Xiao Du wants a complete integration, and it will take some time. In the meantime, Xiao Du will remain in a coma.

Without worrying about Xiao Dun's situation, instead, it is the wreck of the heavenly sword reverence. After a few days, it has become more and more illusory, and the eyes can disappear at any time.

There is no way for the elderly to do this, or the elderly do not want to do it anymore, which is also the meaning of the broken sword.

A wreck of soul, there is no need to pay any more attention. Even if the elderly attack, it can temporarily preserve this wreck of the heavenly sword, but what use can it be?

You know, this wreckage of the broken heavenly sword honor, unlike the situation of Qin Shui softening them, there is no possibility of recovery at all, even if it is temporarily preserved, it is just a prolonged asthma.

Moreover, as the first sword repair in a thousand worlds, the broken sword has its own arrogance, and he would rather live without such dignity.

Moreover, at this time, the last wish of the broken sword honor was fulfilled. Finally, it is sufficient to find a heir in the world who can inherit his own mortar.

On this day, the broken sword reverence and the elderly sat in the courtyard outside the wooden house, accompanied by the appearance of the wooden house, this small continent has radically changed its appearance, the spiritual intensity, the glance is even more green, vibrant, the scenery, even the world of the eight wild fairies is not much more conceded.

A shallow sip of the wine in the glass, the old man said faintly at this time, "Almost time. ”

Speaking, the old man glanced at the broken heavenly sword, at this time the broken wreck of the broken heavenly sword, has begun to dissipate slowly, from the feet, has turned into a little star, idle between the heavens and the earth.

The time has come for the broken sword, but in the face of death, the broken sword looks very calm, smiling slightly, “Yes, the time has come, old man, no one will drink with you in the future. ”

“Ha ha, you swordsman, even if you're alive, when have you been with me?” The old man laughed.

In the face of death, both the elderly and the broken sword reverence, are very faint, and there is no slight fear of death because of its coming.

Such lightness is definitely not pretentious, but really fades, or really opens the line between life and death.

The laughter fell, the broken sword honored this wreck of soul, suddenly only the part above the chest, at the last moment, the broken sword rarely, a serious face to speak to the elderly.

“Thank you, old man, for taking me all these years. ”

Rumor has it that the old man did not reply, nor did he care about the broken sword. After a pause, he continued.

“Finally, I have one more request. ”

“Say it." The old man whispered.

“Take the boy as an apprentice. He has a good gift and my blood strength. He will not succeed less than me in the future, but he is like a jade. Unfortunately, I do not have time to teach him personally. Take him as an apprentice and teach him for me. ”

Hearing the words of the broken sword, the old man turned his head and said, “You want to be beautiful, you take a disciple yourself, but you want me to teach him, everything is good for you. ”

“Ha ha, even if I beg you, I haven't begged you once in my life, you won't refuse, will you?” In the face of the old man's cursing, the broken sword Lord smiled and said, the voice has not yet fallen, the broken sword Lord's wrinkled soul has completely dissipated, but it seems that you can still see the wrinkled smile on the broken sword's face.

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