Me, sword fairy!

...

...

"Worry~"

"Worry!"

"Su-forget-worry!"

[Who is calling me?

he thinks.

[How can the dead hear these things?Is it an illusion?

"Su————White————First!!!"

"!!!"

Su Wangyou opened his eyes abruptly, and looked back at his head without knowing where he was.

It's Li Chunqiu.

She was holding a sword, and endless divine light emerged from that sword to protect her from moving forward.

But Li Chunqiu threw the sword at him without hesitation.

As soon as Li Chunqiu threw the sword, the endless darkness around her began to flood her, and within five seconds, the darkness swallowed her completely.

At this time, any language is so pale and weak.

Su Wangyou took the Qinglian Excalibur and drew it out.

at this time.

He stood on the balcony, stretched out his fingers, and snapped his fingers.

The sun disappears and the moon shines.

The extremely soft moonlight shone on this sea area.

Shining on this Qinglian Divine Sword.

Shining in... Su Wangyou's calm pupils.

The Qinglian Divine Sword burst out with divine light, completely covering the moon's light.

[Heaven does not give birth to me, Li Qinglian, dare it?

[I have never lost in my life.

[Anonymous, you have been a teacher.

[This sword, funeral for you all.

[When I drew the sword, there were only two kinds of people in the world. I wanted to kill and I didn't want to kill. When you stand in front of me with a weapon, you have only two states, death and about to die.] [So, let you see my Qinglian Six Forms.

Qing Lian Yi Shi·I don’t understand worry.

Qinglian two styles·fallen autumn meaning.

Qinglian three styles, unbearable flow.

Qinglian Four Forms · Passing the Peaks.

Five types of Qinglian·Changan Rain.

[Qinglian Six Forms·Qianfan Go.

Final Ceremony·Ren the sun and the moon are colorful, wait for the spring and autumn to flourish, the cup will not stop.

Foreign Style·Menghui Zuguang Xia Kexing.

Zero Form·Who can write your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra!

Countless illusions appeared in front of Su Wangyou.

What kind of sword is Qinglian Excalibur?

Li Qinglian's sword.

In this world, except Li Qinglian, who dares to use it?

Su Wangyou dare.

"Shut up," he said.

Then the illusion of sky disappeared.

Although it is soft now, the moonlight that will not be soft will shine down soon.

Su Wangyou closed his eyes.

"Close your eyes!"

He whispered, while raising the sword in his hand.

"Who is the wildest?"

The sky full of moonlight gathered on his sword.

"moonlight!"

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Su Wang opened his eyes in a daze.

[Familiar ceiling...] He thought.

"Wait, isn't this my room!" Su Wangyou lifted up with a brush.

That's right, this is the room where Su Wangyou has lived for more than ten years. Not long ago, he left here, and now he is back here.

"?" Su Wangyou frowned, because he suddenly found that all the wounds on his body had disappeared, and even a little scar was invisible.

Su Wangyou sighed.

He already knew who made it.