Into the World of Medicine

“How did it suddenly get so cold?” Murong frowned and looked into the cave, then the bottom of his eyes flashed a little confusion.

She dared not say how good her eyesight was, but after the promotion to the Golden Dan period, she could clearly see everything outside the kilometer. But now she can't see what's going on in the cave.

“As I said before, there is evil in this cave.” The Emperor's eyes flashed a little dark, "probably because something in this cave exists, so this forest will appear so quiet! ”

In the talking room, Wang Fu and Murong have walked in, and the rotary wing is naturally right behind them.

However, after feeling the smell coming from the cave, the face of the rotary wing became a little strange. At the same time, he glanced at the Emperor without a trace and found that the Emperor had not shown any emotion, and he immediately bowed his head.

After entering the cave, Murong slammed a thumb and a flame appeared in her hand.

With the emergence of the heart of the earth, even if you can't see it, Murong can clearly feel the smell inside this cave seems to be a little warmer, although still shady, but a little warmer.

However, when the cave was clear, Murong could not help but take a breath of air.

Caves are filled with bones, people and warcraft. All the bones have turned into Sensen white bones, and in this cave, it's creepy to see. As you can see, a number of monks and warcraft have died here. Just deep in the cave, with a sword in it, the sword shines a cold light. It looks like a sharp sword, but it's a little scary.

“Why is there a sword here?” Murong looked at the sword, but had no idea what it was, “and the sword looked a little evil. ”

In the talking room, Murong's face had reached the sword, and she reached out and wanted to take the sword and see it clearly. However, she had just made a move and was stopped by the Emperor.

“Don't move.” As Murong's cheeky hand approached the sword, the Emperor stretched out his hand, held Murong's cheeky hand and stopped her from moving.

“What's wrong?” Suddenly Huangfu pulled me over and Murong shocked me, but she soon realized, “The sword is strange. ”

Wang Fu took a look at the sword inserted there and shook his head gently. Then he reached out and pulled out his sword. "This is indeed a good sword, but unfortunately, there is so much blood in this room that the grievances of the dead spirits are attached to this sword. So, those who only fear to have the sword will be eroded by the resentment on the sword. ”

“And, most importantly, the sword has been usurped by evil, in addition to remnants of resentment. If anyone gets this sword, they're afraid it'll control them and fall into the wrong path. ”

When he heard the words of the Emperor, Murong raised his eyebrows. “So this sword doesn't look that simple! By the way, you're not feeling anything wrong right now! ”

“I will not be eroded by such a little evil.” The Emperor looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed a little dark, "and I was curious about the evil qi on this sword, how it could be attached to this sword. ”

“Do you know where this evil spirit comes from?” Murong looked at what he immediately understood. "Is this evil? ”

“I do know the origin of this evil spirit.” The low voice of the Emperor sounds, "but it should not be possible for this evil to appear here, perhaps it should not appear in this position. ”

“I'm even more curious when you say that. ”

Murong stretched out his hand and directly took the sword in the hands of the Emperor. The Emperor was unable to react, and the sword in his hand had been replaced by Murong's pale hand.

When she got the sword, Murong's first sensation was cold, and she immediately moved the heart of her body and the light of the Milky Way, and her body finally returned to normal temperature. It was then that she began to measure the sword in her hand.

I have to say, this sword is really much better than all the swords she's ever seen. The blade body was cast in black iron and faintly chilled light. The case of the golden dragon carving with the blade handle appeared to be immensely dignified. The blade was sharp, when the real blade was autumn frost. From the sword, the insignificance reveals a chilling, chilling breath of slaughter, and does not mean that the sword is no longer extraordinary.

After carefully weighing it, Murong looked at it and found that the sword revealed two words: Heaven.

“It's really a good sword.” Murong flashed a glimpse of appreciation, "although the sword may be unknown, it is undeniable, it is indeed a good sword. ”

The more you look at the sword in your hand, the more Murong likes it. This rare treasure fits her eye perfectly. However, it is also undeniable that this sword is not a common sword, and it is not easy to use it for yourself. If there is no way to recover it and use it, it is likely to be controlled by this sword.

“Do you like it?” At one glance, the Emperor saw Murong's fondness.

When Murong had just taken the sword, he was really scared, but he soon remembered that Murong had a fire on his face. The heart of the earth, the head of the fire, is the star of all evil in the world.

“Mmm.” Murong nodded, "This is the best sword I've ever seen, and although you said it was ominous, the more I liked it. ”

Nor did she know why, after seeing the sword, a desire arose in her heart. She wants to get this sword.

Watching Murong tilt the sword in his hand, Wang Fu's eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle. Obviously, in his heart, Murong was not very fond of having such a dangerous sword. If Murong wants a good sword, he can find more swords for her than a sword full of slaughter.

“You disagree.” Murong picked his eyebrows and similarly saw through the Emperor's heart, "do you think I can't recover it? ”

“No, as long as you want to do something, I know you can. It's just--" The Emperor looks at the sword that reveals the murderous breath, twisting his eyebrows, "the sword is dangerous, and if you want the sword of the world, I will find it for you. ”

When he heard what the Emperor said, Murong's heartbeat slowed. Such a conversation, though not intimate, sounded vague to her. What do you mean she wants it? He'll find it for her! They have nothing to do with each other, okay?

“I only saw this sword.” Murong tends to converge the strange feeling in his heart, "and I am confident that I can recover it without being controlled by it. ”

Seeing Murong tend to persevere, Wang Fuzheng, though not in his heart, did not stop him, “If you really insist, try it! As long as you recover it and make it believe, you will never be controlled by it. ”

As long as he is here, Murong will never be hurt in any way. Although he agreed to let Murong reclaim the sword, if something went wrong, he would destroy the sword the first time.

“How do we recover?” Murong suddenly asked.

It's not that she doesn't want to recover, it's that she doesn't know what to do. This sword is not a warcraft, it can fight her, it is not a fire, it can be introduced directly into the body. She can't talk directly to this sword!

Suddenly I heard Murong whisper, the spinning wing behind me almost choked to death by his own saliva. He thought Murong was very confident when he saw Murong's tone. Unexpectedly, she didn't even know how to recover the sword.

“The blood drip recognizes the Lord.” The Emperor was not surprised, he was still cold and could not see any thoughts at all.

Murong nodded and directly bit his finger, dropping blood on the sword.

After approaching the sword of heaven, the sword of heaven that was still on Murong's face suddenly began to go mad. It directly escaped Murong's pale hands and flew out.

In the face of this sudden change, Murong stood still for a moment and immediately went forward to grab the sword.

But the sword, as if it had its own consciousness, flew straight to the distance and even tried to escape the cave.

At the time they were discussing it, there was no movement on the sword. But when Murong wanted to drip blood to recognize the Lord, the sword broke free. From this, it can be seen that the sword is unwilling to be recovered.

Looking at the sword is about to fly out of this cave. If the sword really leaves this cave and wants to find it again, it's just not an easy thing.

Murong turned his face faster and wanted to grab the sword. But she couldn't keep up.

His Majesty flashed a glimpse of light under his eyes, then waved his hand and walked straight down the cave. For a moment, he really wanted to let this sword fly straight out. As long as the sword disappears, there is no way for Murong to reclaim it.

But in the end, he didn't do it. He knew very well that Murong was not the golden filament bird who could hide under her wings, she wanted a wider sky. She is a phoenix who can soar for nine days, so it is absolutely impossible to be confined to a tiny sky. She had her own ideas, and what he should do more was to make her fly higher, two people walking shoulder to shoulder.

“Boom -”

A loud bang struck the edge of the cave with a sword. Seems not to believe that this little layer of junction can stop itself, like, after kicking the iron plate, the first thing the sword did was not choose another path, but hit the junction again, and then make another loud noise. Then it tried again.

Murong's face had stopped. Instead of hurrying to recover the sword, she stood not far behind and watched the sword. Seeing the sword hit that junction over and over again, Murong finally couldn't help but smile.

Just now, when she saw the sword, she felt the chill coming from the sword. She couldn't help but be surprised to hear the introduction of the Emperor. At the same time, she felt that it was a good sword.

But now that she sees such an anthropomorphic action, she doesn't suspect, is this still the cold-blooded sword she just saw, the divine weapon? She feels like a second-in-command.

It seemed to feel the mockery of Murong's face, and the sword seemed angry. Instead of continuing to hit that junction, it directly turned to Murong and stabbed the past.

Seeing the sword fly towards herself, Murong's face was already ready, and she quickly flashed away from the sword attack.

However, the sword did not stop there, and it immediately turned a corner and attacked the past again with a look towards Murong. The attack was obviously much more violent than before, with a chill on the sword and a murderous breath, making people feel like they were even in hell, with nothing but infinite chills.

Murong tilted her wrist and took out her original sword, concentrating on her face, while simultaneously mobilizing spiritual power throughout her body. As you can see, by this time, she was getting serious.

It was not easy to recover the sword, and if she did not try her best, she would most likely fail. So she used her full strength.

Soon, the sword attack came to Murong's face again, and Murong picked up the sword directly, blocking the sword this time.

The two swords collided and made a thrilling sound.

After catching the blow of the heavenly sword, Murong tilted her face and waved her sword directly again, attacking the sword body of the heavenly sword. After a fierce blow, she flashed back.

When the sword was struck, it also flew straight out to the back.

Though this hit the heavenly sword, Murong did not dare to relax in any way. She could feel her wrist almost numb. Although it was hit, she wondered whether such an attack could cause harm to the sword. And...

Murong glanced at his little sword and twisted his eyebrow. The sword followed her for a long time and was her prize after winning the family convention, said to be a hierarchical apparatus. She can feel that this sword has more than the strength of the hierarchy, and implicitly has the power of Xuansuke. But it was this little sword, and there was a crack in the sword. Thus, the strength of the sword must not be diminished. She was really a little worried that if she went on like this, the little sword in her hand would only be broken and there was no way to recover it.

For the little sword that has cracked in his hand, Murong's pale heart flashes a little heartache. This little sword has been with her for so long, she can't help but break it like this. But now she has no choice.

Converging the superfluous mind, Murong turned his face to his full strength and attacked the past once again towards the sword.

Even if no one uses it, the power of swordsmanship cannot be underestimated. It matches Murong's face directly, you come and go, constantly fighting.

The constant collision between the swords made a stinging sound, while spraying a hint of spark, making the whole battle look extraordinarily daunting.

Although he had no expression on his face, his eyes did not leave Murong for a moment. Although he let Murong look at himself as a reclaimer of the Sword of Heaven, that doesn't mean he cares about anything. If anything really happened, he would rather destroy the Sword of Heaven than let Murong suffer any harm.

Murong is constantly attacking Sky Sword, while also constantly resisting Sky Sword attack. She could feel her wrist almost unconscious. But when she bit her teeth, she would go on.

Unconsciously, Murong had a lot of blood marks on his pale hands. Fighting the sword will not hurt her at all. These scars, though scary, are just flesh wounds.

Contrary to Murong's disdainful carelessness, when he saw an additional wound on Murong's face, his eyes were getting deeper and deeper, and the cold air from his body was getting stronger and stronger.

The first person to feel it is naturally the rotary wing. He did almost everything he could to contain his impulse to kneel. His Majesty's unconscious chilling behavior caused him a lot of harm. He's tall, but he can't compare to the Lord! Plus, the Lord is really angry right now.

Even though the expression on the Lord's face did not change, he could still feel it. He bit his teeth and stood there and insisted. Meanwhile, his heart kept praying, and Murong turned his face to recover the sword! Otherwise, if Murong is not seriously injured, he will suffer internal injuries.

“Knock--” Murong's little sword finally cracked open. The sword came directly at her.

However, on this momentary opportunity, Murong cast his face directly into the heart and the light of the Milky Way. She had tried to throw her heart out many times before, but she was hidden.

In an instant, the earth's heart wrapped directly around the sword. Neither did the light of the galaxy lag behind, and it froze the sword.

Now the sword is wrapped in cold ice, but outside the hard ice, it is a flame that almost melts. It's really a double ice fire.

Murong took a sigh of relief, finally relieved. With the heart of the earth and the light of the Milky Way, she can relax. Now we wait for the sword to surrender.

Murong slowly came to the Emperor's side, looked up and smiled, with a hint of pride in his face. Apparently, she was satisfied with the situation.

Unlike the good mood of Murong, Wang Fu looked at the blood marks on Murong's face, his eyes were slightly heavy, and the divine color on his face was never good. He raised his hand and directly touched Murong's cheek. Above that cheek, there was a blood mark, which, of course, had just been wounded by the sword.

“Is it worth it?” Wang Fu looked at Murong with a serious eye, and his hands were stained with Murong's colorful blood.

Long white fingers with a touch of dark red, deep under the eyes of the Emperor, with a hint of palpable heartache.

I was surprised by the sudden intimacy of the Emperor. For a moment, Murong looked at me without knowing how to react. She seemed to know the thoughts of the Emperor, but didn't seem to know. Such an intimate gesture left her unexpected.

After hearing the royal voice, she returned to God, her cheeks were red, but her tone was firm, “Of course it was worth it. ”

As long as she can conquer the sword, she thinks it's worth it. To get something, it's natural to pay the corresponding price. She wanted to recover the sword, and the injury was inevitable.

And even more dangerous than that, it's not like she hasn't. It was much more dangerous than it is now. At that time, she was very low, and there was no such ability to merge her heart. She almost lost her life. But at the end of the day, it didn't come at a time of ferocity. Of course, this is not without the help of the Emperor.

This recovery of the Heavenly Sword is only a minor injury. She was a client herself, so she knew that the blood marks on her body, though scary, were all flesh wounds and blood, and as soon as she put some medicine on it, it would be all right.

If she can still jump alive now, she can't be better.

“Don't let yourself get hurt.” The Emperor grabbed Murong's pale hand and placed it on his chest, "it hurts here. ”

In other words, if Murong just felt a little ambiguous, she could now feel the Emperor's heart clearly. If it's so straightforward, even a fool would understand.

Below the palm of her hand is a beating heart. Murong flashed a little panic on her face. She bit her teeth and tried hard to withdraw her hand. "Huang Fu, let go of me first. ”

Living for two generations, Murong has not encountered such a situation, perhaps it should be said that she has never talked about feelings. Now in the face of the sudden confession of the Emperor, she doesn't know how to react.