Sealing Sword Chapter 109: Mask

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Du'e Cave is not a suitable place for conversation.

After making some plans, Chu Xiwei thought about Bu Xueyao's fear that it was time to return, and set up an emergency contact method with Ye Fusheng, preparing to leave this place of right and wrong first.

Ye Fusheng was thinking about Xuan Su, and he detoured to go to the secret room. Chu Xi stinked a face, but didn't say anything, only incarnate into a shadow that followed closely behind, like a tail that could not be shaken off. .

Ye Fusheng didn't want to get rid of him. While paying attention to the surrounding situation, he circulated what he wanted to say in his heart. However, a thousand words were entangled into a mess, and he couldn't get rid of him. clear.

He knows that the longer the delay, the more troublesome things will be. Even when it shouldn’t be a long time for children, he should give Chu Xiwei a reassurance, so that he can settle down and do things in peace. I was worried and disturbed. However, even though Ye Fusheng had a clear idea, he could talk and joke at his fingertips on weekdays, but it was not an easy joke in front of him, and the answer was a lifetime answer for two people.

Without waiting for him to think about it, Suddenly felt the strong wind passing in front of him, Ye Fusheng supported the cave wall with one hand and dodged aside.

Fortunately, the person is not a rival.

Xuan Su caught a glimpse of Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei behind him by the faint firelight in the cave. Although he didn't know who the latter was, he glanced at the hands between the two and felt that they were friends. If you are not an enemy, you should not talk nonsense, saying: "Go!"

Ye Fusheng took a look at him. Compared to himself, Xuan Su's appearance is quite embarrassed, not to mention the gray-headed face, and the robes were torn a few times, and stained with mottled blood, it looked like he had walked away from the underground palace. Once.

He didn't rush to ask. Now that the two parties have reunited, they naturally have to leave here before making any plans. The three of them didn't talk much, they only changed their positions, becoming Chu Xiwei in front, and after Ye Fusheng's death, Xuan Su had a breathing space in the middle.

Chu Xiwei is also used to being a night owl. In this dim and winding cave, there is like a fish in the water, and Ye Fusheng, a bold man, is smoothing out the clues in the back. The group of three quickly bypassed the guard post. Climbing up the cliff again, luckily he didn't meet Bu Xueyao.

They didn't dare to stay near here, and rushed to the woods with light effort in one breath. With the night and the shadow of the trees as cover, they slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Three big men stayed on a big tree. Xuan Su leaned on the trunk to adjust his breath. Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng occupied a tree from left to right. The former paid attention to the surroundings while the latter had low eyebrows. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Until Xuan Su exhaled a suffocating breath, his face recovered a little, and he stood up with the hand that Ye Fusheng handed it out, and asked: "Thank you, I haven't asked this one..."

Chu Xiwei looked at the hand he put on Ye Fusheng's arm, and returned to his usual indifference to outsiders: "Chu Xiwei."

Xuan Su shivered inexplicably, he closed his Dao Robe together, thinking that he was probably negligent in practicing exercises recently, and his internal strength was somewhat unprotected.

Ye Fusheng had a clear look at Chu Xiwei, and he secretly said "Vinegar jar", and couldn't help but laugh, and asked Xuan Su: "Have you seen West Buddha?"

"The Zen Master Sekong was indeed in that secret room." Seeing that he did not shy away from Chu Xiwei, Xuan Su guessed the origin of the other party's identity in his heart, and at the same time told his own experience.

He was deeply impressed by those who went mad. He only felt that there was no better **** in the world. While talking, he stroked the scratches on his sleeves with his fingers, his brows were stained with evil spirits, and his tone was inevitably filled with righteous indignation.

However, the night was dark, Xuan Su who concentrated on telling did not notice, Ye Fusheng's face slowly turned pale.

Dark caves, crazy people and beasts, trapped beasts still fighting...Even if he didn't go in with Xuan Su just now, these pictures instantly appeared in his mind, vividly visible, and every minute of it appeared.

It seems that the nightmare has returned after the years, and the cold is flowing straight through the sky from the soles of the feet, and the blood of the limbs is instantly cold. Only the hand holding the knife seems to be burned by the scalding heat. I can't help but let go. Still shaking.

Suddenly there was a severe tingling pain in the dantian, the breath in his chest exploded, Ye Fusheng involuntarily took a step back, others on the branches, such a retreat, I am afraid that they will fall into the sky.

One hand stretched out when there was no room for hair, and firmly embraced his arm, Ye Fusheng leaned on his back with a firm chest, not very wide, but warmth passed through his clothes , Slowly suppress the cold soaked in the bone marrow.

Xuan Su didn't pay attention, but Chu Xiwei never missed his situation. When Ye Fusheng's expression changed, Chu Xiwei leaped and landed beside him, but this person who had always watched and listened to all directions had never noticed.

"What are you thinking?" Chu Xiwei's voice came in his ears, a little displeased, "If it is against the enemy now, it will be enough for you to die thousands of times."

Xuan Su was alarmed by this incident. Before she said that Duan Qing was in it, she interrupted her words and quickly looked over. Ye Fusheng was standing leaning against Chu Xiwei, his forehead was cold with sweat, his face was blue and his lips were white, and his hands were still shaking.

He frowned, raised his hand to explore Ye Fusheng's wrist veins, but felt empty, and saw that Chu Xiwei firmly held Ye Fusheng's hand, and when he swept his eyes, he looked like a falcon that only protects food.

Xuan Su touched his nose and explained: "It's better to understand the technique of divergence, not as good as..."

Chu Xiwei learned about the existence of Xuan Su from Duan Qing a long time ago, and naturally knew that he did not lie. It was just that he held Ye Fusheng’s wrist and he had penetrated into the internal force to detect the situation, and knew that it was a "you dream". Poison is at work again.

Before, Sun Minfeng used the Ice Soul Pearl as medicine, and he stole the life of Ye Fusheng from the hands of Lord Yan, but it only took three months. Now that two months have passed, the troops sent by Chu Xiwei are almost going to search the entire world, but there is no clue of "extremely cold blood". He doesn't look at it, but his heart has become a hot pot. ant.

"You Meng" is a knife hanging above the two of them. Seeing the blade slowly fall, he hasn't been able to remove the person from the edge of the knife, and he always thinks of it like a knife in his throat.

I just don't know why Xuan Su's words just aroused such a big reaction from Ye Fusheng, and even affected the poison of "You Meng".

Chu Xiwei wrote down the incident and attached his palm to Ye Fusheng's back, and then a gentle internal force helped him suppress the riot. Then he said to Xuan Su: "He is fine."

Xuan Su looked at Ye Fusheng's face, and it didn't look like nothing happened. He couldn't help but said: "But..."

Chu Xiwei's hand that clasped Ye Fusheng's arm slowly applied force, and said every word: "I won't let him have trouble."

Although he said this to Xuan Su, Ye Fusheng could feel his intense anxiety from the slight tremor of this hand.

Chu Xiwei embraced him hard, trying to rub people into his bones, but was afraid of adding pain to him. As soon as he exerted his strength, he was forced to stagnate, conveying the troubles and losses in the trembling.

Ye Fusheng wanted to say something to him, but it was a pity that blood was surging in his throat, his eyes turned black, his ears buzzed, and he couldn't say a word.

"Take him back to the Wuxiang Temple for a rest first, and leave the rest to me." Chu Xiwei finally let go and handed the person to Xuansu. She felt like she was not waiting for Xuansu to open her mouth to stay. The arrow from the string flew up from the tree, several successive rises and falls, and it was about to disappear in front of them.

Chu Xiwei was anxious, but suddenly felt a strong wind breaking through the air behind him. He didn't look back, but he just grabbed it with his hand and gestured with a gesture of "turning the flower" to hit the object next. When he saw it, it was a celadon hairpin. .

The crane headed the pearl, the celadon was moisturized, and when my fingers stroked the hairpin's body, I suddenly felt bumps and bumps. When I touched it carefully, it was carved with the character "Yao".

Chu Xiwei's fingers patrolled the lettering. He immediately turned his head and saw that Ye Fusheng was standing on a tree supported by Xuan Su. He was far away and dark around him. He couldn't see the face of the man. He looked, and couldn't hear whether the other party said something softly.

In fact, Ye Fusheng didn't say anything, nor could he say anything.

His throat was choked with blood, and his chest cavity seemed to explode. He was afraid that when he opened his mouth, he would have a earth-shattering cough, which made Chu Xiwei go even more embarrassed when he alerted the sentry.

It's just that the other party's anxiously turned around, whether he can't sit back and watch, Ye Fusheng thought for a moment, reached into his arms and took out the celadon hairpin that had been hidden for more than half a month, and threw it over.

Thousands of words are already silent.

Chu Xiwei didn't know how she got back this way.

He was like a poor boy who was impoverished. He finally got a piece of candy. He wanted to cheer and chew and ate it. Then he carefully squeezed it in his hand like a treasure. He only dared to lick the taste, and his heart was itchy. Such as the monkey's paws kept scratching, but the hand holding the celadon hairpin is very stable, and the more force is afraid of breaking, and the less afraid of falling.

When Chu Xiwei recovered, he had already reached the bottom of the mountain.

The entire Wenchan Mountain has been planted with stakes in the Soul Burial Palace. In order to avoid being scared of grass, Baiguimen can only camp in the valley below the mountain. Fortunately, although the environment in this place is dangerous, it is better than hiding. It is covered by steep slopes and a deep stream of wood as a screen. As long as the people inside are not stupid enough to make a loud fire, they will not expose themselves.

He wrapped the celadon hairpin with a scarf and put it into the chest of his chest, opened the hidden vines and walked into the cave. The inside has been chiseled in all directions by the craftsmen of the Hundred Ghosts in a short period of days overnight, in front of each cave They were all guarded, even if they saw him, they didn't rush to relax their vigilance.

Chu Xiwei said: "Is the ghost doctor trustworthy?"

One person replied in a dumb voice: "Back to the Lord, I just received the letter. The ghost doctor is close to Garan City and will be here in one day."

"Let him hurry up, and be sure to arrive at noon tomorrow." Chu Xi wrinkled her brows, "Is there any school leaving the mountain today?

"The Qingfengmen and the Seven Killers will leave in the morning and evening."

Chu Xi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Send someone to follow, act by chance, and pay attention to the tail."

"Yes."

The subordinates led the way. Chu Xiwei sat down on a large bluestone and watched the swaying light of the oil lamp on the cave wall, but she was alone.

Finger touched the celadon hairpin through the shirt. The fragile thing was shattered by a fall, but it became his comfort now.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Xiwei finally couldn't sit still, he took the knife out of the cave after a few instructions, and went down the cliff, standing on the riverside below a few ups and downs.

There is a deep stream in this valley, and this place is a river downstream, surrounded by vegetation, and it makes you feel cold.

Chu Xiwei flew onto a rock protruding from the water, drew out the scabbard from this square inch, and practiced the shocking sword technique.

The Broken Water Knife is much heavier than the Jinghong Knife. It is suitable for opening and closing, ruthless and heavy moves. However, Chu Xiwei has the "Forked Road Scripture" close to him, but he doesn't care about it, and uses a thick knife. Holding it in his hand, the tricks are still light.

He seems to have gone back many years ago. When Gu Xiao was teaching his own martial arts in the martial arts field, it was rare for young people to patiently teach by example. Unfortunately, the children were so sleepy when they heard that they could only remember them, not the essence.

Until now.

The knife goes out with the hand, and the person moves with the knife.

You dragon goes out to sea, never going forward;

Thunder and crack the sky, wind and rain are like tides;

Baihong runs through the sun, I want to reach the sky;

Turn the flowers around the fingers to overcome the rigid with softness;

The horizontal waves of the autumn water, the ups and downs chase the waves...

Sixteen styles of shocking swordsmanship, he has practiced thousands of times, and he didn't understand it until now.

It was once a shocking photo (note), except for the fleeting blades of the body, there are also fighters and loopholes that disappeared immediately.

Ye Fusheng said that the human heart is stronger than the blade.

Shen Wuyuan once said that he lost every word when he made a mistake.

The way of martial arts is not only the great achievement of strength and speed, but also the control of the battle situation and the control of the opportunities. Just like the last time he played against Helianyu, the worst loss was not martial arts, but scheming.

Chu Xiwei can put aside life and death, but still can't play with people's hearts.

He Lianyu can see through the reality, nothing more than he seizes the gap in plots, and kills people without blood.

Just like what Ruan Feiyu said, "Knowing yourself and the enemy is nothing more than putting yourself in your place." Although Chu Xiwei disdains to be a person like Helianyu, he must also understand.

The more you practice, the more your mind becomes clearer. Unknowingly, the middle of the night passed, Chu Xiwei made one last move, and the blade turned in front of him, his heart was set, and he was about to return the knife into its sheath, but suddenly realized that it was wrong.

One person, one sword, appeared next to him without warning, the sword tip came strangely and urgently, and it was pushed to the side of the neck in a blink of an eye.

The Broken Water Knife crossed the neck, the Ghost Sword's blade hit the blade, and his internal force was vomiting. He used his strength to wipe out the attacking people, and his breath was stagnant when he watched it intently.

The man retreated with his sweeping force. The moiré satin boots hit the water three times, but the ripples only expanded two or three times and then quietly stopped, and the man fell on another stone and stood still. .

Looking at his figure, he looks like a long and thin man. He wears a snow-colored hooded gown to cover the other’s head and even the hair without revealing his hair. Underneath is a plain white clouded arrow sleeve light robe, holding a handful Three-foot ancient sword, with flowing clouds engraved on the hilt, and the blade as bright as a full moon in ice water.

At this time, the dawn is faintly, it is the time of day and night. Chu Xiwei looked at his face, and the visitor was covered with a silver mask with moiré patterns that he was familiar with. Under the bleak sky, it was almost like a cold face. He could not see a trace of his face. Only a pair of eyes appeared from the hollow, indifferent. Like ice, evil spirit is like sea.

He stood two feet away in front of Chu Xiwei, his hands and feet were not moved, and he was as cold as a stone statue, but a killing intent was revealed from his bones.

"...Helianyu?"

Chu Xi's gaze lowered slightly, her fingers tightened, and the knife moved forward.

Too late to think about it, the next moment, the sword and the sword intersect sharply, and the eyebrows and eyes are awe-inspiring!