Bone

Chapter 96

The old flowers in Liuhua Lake are so colorful that the shadow of Guoshi Pagoda cannot be reflected.A little splash of sparks flew out of the window like broken snow with the wind, and after being blown by the night wind, it cooled down and turned into grains of iron sand.

In the dark room, the casting furnace was burning loudly, the flames were blazing, and countless night moths were flying around the furnace.

Losing the connection with the aura, Ye Yunting could no longer use his spells. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the withered finger pinched by the master on the back of his neck. He could only try to fight back against the demon with his sword, "Let go!"

Not interested in fighting these two, the national teacher slammed them against the wall with one move of his hands, but he bent his knees and easily knocked down the long sword in Ye Yunting's hand, and twisted Ye Jin with his backhand. Zhu's neck, Xie Xie smiled and said: "...Why, do you think you can hurt me?"

There were bloodstains on his cheeks worn by the rough wall, Ye Jinzhu gritted his teeth fiercely, endured a cry of pain that he was about to blurt out, and pulled the long sword in his hand, and was about to stab the demon back, but he saw a A cloud of gloomy blood mist came from nowhere, hitting his wrist with a mighty force——

"...I want to hurt, I..." The long sword fell to the ground with a clatter, and the national teacher listened happily to Ye Jinzhu's screams, and pushed him to the wall to death, and stepped on the two The long sword with the hilt folded on the ground, "... just rely on what Ye Zhenglan made, waste?"

It is not enough for this monster to humiliate them, but he wants to humiliate their father? !Ye Jinzhu's complexion had already turned pale due to the cracking pain coming from his wrist, and his eyes were reddened by anger. He was about to yell, but suddenly he was taken aback, and Ye Yunting blurted out in shock: "Why don't you will know my father's name—"

"Haha, ha..." They actually called that man Father!The national teacher couldn't help laughing out loud, and the laughter from the hole in his throat gradually became more sinister, "How can I, I don't know, I know..."

That day it was Ye Zhenglan who led a group of sects to Jucang Mountain——

"He, in the name of learning art, made friends with me, but in the end, he slaughtered my sect, people, stole me, Jianlu..." The national teacher laughed wildly, and tightened the grip on their necks even more. Ten fingers, the fingertips are almost pinching into their flesh, "——why, don't you know!"

Qi and blood surged up, but he could hardly breathe, Ye Yunting only felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, gasped for breath in disbelief, and connected his words with the person his father mentioned when he was drunk, " You are...Xu Yanqing?!"

In Guan Shizong, the soaring sword-making genius? !

How could the national teacher answer his question, the laughter gradually became sad, and weakened, but the foot on the sword became a little harder, "...It's ridiculous that you two, people...enemy and friend, don't distinguish between friends and enemies. A thief, father... what can you call it, you have a spirit!"

What does he mean by that? !

Without waiting for Ye Jinzhu and Ye Yun to stop to think about what he said, the national teacher said, but with a little force on his toe, the two long swords overlapping under his feet broke into four pieces in an instant!

The severe pain coming from the spine seemed to be able to tear through the heart and lungs. Both Ye Jinzhu and Ye Yunting's eyes were about to burst. They struggled violently, but they couldn't even raise the strength to breathe out the pain. Can tremble uncontrollably——

how come……

How could it be so painful!

"It hurts? Ha, ha..." Sensing the tremor coming from his palm, the national teacher laughed strangely, "...you deserve it, you deserve it! This is, it's you, the sword spirit...but, but it's another Whoever makes a bond with him with the sword will end up!!"

"...but don't be afraid," he seemed to be insane, he stopped laughing suddenly, and suddenly lifted the two people who were limp in pain, and pushed them into the burning room with lightning speed. The casting furnace was booming, "I, here I will give you a relief——!"

There seemed to be faint thunder coming from a distance, and heart-wrenching screams pierced the night sky nearby, causing the noctuid moths flying around the light to flutter their wings indiscriminately—then fell silent again.A dazzling thin blue aura exploded from the casting furnace like a burst, as if it could swallow the sky and the earth, and swept across the entire dark room aimlessly.

Another moment.

Suddenly, he seemed to have found his home, the aura that was originally turbulent and turbulent stagnated slightly, then suddenly relaxed and slowed down, winding around a pair of exquisite and gorgeous double swords, seeping into the body of the sword bit by bit. .

The bony hilt regained its luster in the past, and the finely carved sunlight, mountains and rivers, and moon reflections on clouds and shadows on the sword body gradually glowed——

However, there is still only a blank expanse in front of the national teacher.

Unknowingly, he stood amidst the dazzling aura scattered throughout the room, tightly holding the twin swords in his hands, and laughed hoarsely.

——The long sword breaks the sun and shakes the sky, the short sword night and the moon stops the clouds, and when the two swords come out together, the sun and the moon shine together.

But he could hardly see the sun and the moon anymore.

then--

Back then, he had been thinking about what he was inferior to that person.After thinking about it, it's just that he lacks a fairy bone spirit body and a pair of swords that melted from his bones.

...It is hard to catch up with him in the end.

now--

Now, that person's fairy bones and spirit body are scattered all over the world, and he finally got this pair of double swords.

...But everything is meaningless.

……

The night moths flew in a daze, and the horrible screams were blown to the ears by the wind.

——Little Leaf!

Qin Nianjiu pulled hard in his heart, threw the amulet out of his sleeve, and gave an order in a deep voice, "Stay!"

Without waiting for Sanjiu's reply, he couldn't wait for a moment to step up into the air, and directly climbed up the eaves of the tower with an umbrella, and found one of the windows from which a heat wave rushed out.

The left hand holds the umbrella, the right hand clings to the window sill, and the clothes flutter with the wind.

Looking into the window, I saw the national teacher standing next to the furnace with his head bowed and laughing, hoarsely laughing like weeping, but there was no trace of the two little leaves——

Immediately understanding what happened, Qin Nianjiu's heart sank, his eyes turned a strange red, and he leaped to attack him angrily, "Monster—!"

Sensing that there was a very strong and extremely strong resentment approaching to his side, which was mixed with a little devilish energy, the national teacher frowned suddenly, the furrows on his face were all wrinkled in one place, and he raised his backhand, " With a sound, the black umbrella rested on the spirit sword in his hand, and there was a sound of metal and stone colliding.

Xu Shi still had some spirit of being a patriarch in his bones, and he "looked" at the visitor with a pair of white pupils in disgust, "...Prince, actually, did you find a ghost to help?"

A pair of spiritual swords, two teenagers... Qin Nianjiu was extremely angry, staring at the spiritual sword in his hand, and pressed down the black umbrella tightly, "You actually..."

As soon as he smelled the devilish energy on his body, he felt bored. The national teacher pressed against the black umbrella he had pressed down tightly, and let out a sullen smile, "How about it? That's all!"

The demonic energy was burning, and he was about to faint. Qin Nianjiu felt a burning pain in his chest. He didn't want to talk any more nonsense with this demon, so he gritted his teeth and flexed his fingers, "——Heavenly fire and thunderstorm!"

The sky thunder followed the sound with electric light, almost illuminating half of the sky.

Under the reflection of Lei Huo, the sinister smile on the face of the national teacher froze at the corner of his mouth for a moment.

Impossible... Impossible...

impossible!

He shrank abruptly and leaped onto the beam, narrowly avoiding the thunder that was chasing him.

Thunder swam along the wooden beams and exploded violently. The whole tower trembled suddenly, and pieces of gravel and wood rustled down——

The ground was broken into pieces, and flames suddenly rose.The national teacher swooped down quickly, put his two swords together, stretched out his hand and clasped the wrist of the visitor, and then showed a ferocious face, "...is it you?!"

In a blink of an eye, he understood—the dream is exhausted, and it is useless to start over.

Who wants to continue this beautiful dream with Tan Junying, and who wants to start a new life with him——

Not knowing whether it was anger, hatred, or resentment in his heart—or what, the national teacher recklessly fought forward with his sword, almost gnawing his back teeth, "It's you!!"

Back then, everything started because of him, but now, when he returns from Huanyang, he wants to help the sect and ruin his plan!

Sensing the deep hatred in his voice, Qin Nianjiu was taken aback for a moment, and held up his umbrella in time to block his random blow, only to see a waterfall of blood gushing out of the hole in the national teacher's neck in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud of gas that filled the sky. The blood mist condensed into thousands of strands in an instant——

——It's too close, there's nowhere to hide!

Qin Nianjiu was horrified and then leaned over. He hurriedly opened the black umbrella, but unexpectedly, he didn't see the thread of blood attacking directly. Instead, it wrapped around the limbs of the national teacher himself, and ruthlessly pierced into his long-exhausted meridians... …

The blood line formed by the yin qi penetrated deeply into the body, excruciatingly painful, but far less than the heartburn of hatred.The national teacher laughed in shock, the skin all over his body exploded with bulging lines, his movements were so quick that it almost flashed like lightning, and the two swords in his hands stabbed Qin Nianjiu straight, "It's you...it's you!"

Unexpectedly, he had such a move, Qin Nianjiu turned the black umbrella unexpectedly, and used the umbrella to block the short sword he stabbed, but was caught off guard by the long sword and cut his cheek——

The wound opened, but what seeped out was not blood but black mist. In an instant, something seemed to penetrate into his mind like a snake, but he couldn't catch it, and it only exploded into his brain bursting. Pain, and the demonic energy that permeated into the brain along with the cracking pain became more and more intense.

……It's you?

……Who?

His eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he was almost driven out of his mind by the repeated words "it's you" from the national teacher. With difficulty, he leaned to the right and kicked the monster's abdomen with all his strength, kicking him away several times. Chi, roared in an unbearable annoyance: "What the hell are you talking about!!"

The thin back slammed into the wooden wall, loosening the already crumbling tower a little bit. The national teacher suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood mist, his eyes widened in astonishment, and the fish-like white pupils were unbelievable. The ground protruded outwards, staring blankly at the blurry figure flying away - he asked what he was talking about?

—He said he was talking nonsense?

The national teacher was stunned, and suddenly raised his head and smiled sadly, the big rotten hole on his neck was extremely frightening-he...he actually forgot everything!

That's right, that's right, after his death, his bones were scattered all over the mountains and rivers, his soul was infested with resentment and demonic energy, even his heart and bones were in his hands, how could he still remember the past?

...why.

The one who remembers is the most painful... After all, he is the only one who remembers everything, and he is the only one who is repaying the sins of the past! ——The blood thread around his body was as bright as a drop, he lowered his head and asked in a trembling voice, but he didn't know who he was asking, "Why?!"

With a cry of blood, countless noctuids flew out from his back, shattering the entire wooden wall.

The wood fragments fell into the fire with a bang, making the fire more intense. In the raging fire, the eyespots on the back wings of the group of moths were extremely dazzling.Using the night moth to chase and lock the figure who was flying in the chaos, he raised his two swords angrily, stepped on the thousands of blood lines extending from under his feet, and rushed to catch up, "Why?!!"

For some reason, the devilish energy in his body was deepening and aggravating at a speed that he did not expect at all. Qin Nianjiu was dizzy for a while, and the corners of his lips were almost bitten by his teeth. Pieces of broken stone, jumping all over the tower—

There are still ghosts on the other side of the main hall, and the national teacher must be dealt with as soon as possible... The gate of life, the gate of life!

——Where did he hide the spirit box? !

Sideways to avoid a wooden beam that fell from above, Qin Nianjiu swayed slightly, and climbed to a higher place in time, avoiding the two spirit swords that struck the wind behind him——

More than a thousand night moths spread their wings together, looking directly at Qin Nianjiu with spotted eyes. The national teacher predicted his movement, and manipulated hundreds of blood lines to lift himself up, blocking his way, and murmured in his throat, "...Why? , Why, they want to, for, you...for, your, unintentional, things..."

The words entered the ears, but they couldn't squeeze into the brain full of demonic energy. Qin Nianjiu didn't even look at him, and hurriedly flew away, gritting his teeth and splitting the walls of the National Teacher Tower indefinitely. Every beam...

Quickly dodging the tongues of flames licking to the top, the national teacher folded his knees, hung himself on the beam with silky red threads like a poisonous spider, climbed and chased him at top speed, and kept chasing after him with the spirit sword Xin, with a ferocious smile on his face, "...Why, you always, can, know nothing..."

Gate of Fate... Where is his Gate of Fate hidden? !The piercing ghost voice that came into my ear was so sharp that it disturbed Qin Nianjiu in a trance, and he flipped his hand again, and there was another blast of thunder, trying to delay the pace of the demon behind him——

"——Why, you can still get out of your body!" Luo Lei struck again, and the national teacher let out another scream, and suddenly cut himself in front of Qin Nianjiu, folded his limbs, and used a particularly tricky angle crossed, and bent Luo Lei straight to Qin Nianjiu's heart——

The falling gravel and wood blocks seemed to be stuck in the air for a moment, and the fiery smoke seemed to stop at the ear, Qin Nianjiu's pupils shrank suddenly - he couldn't prevent it!

Seeing that the thunder is about to pass through the heart and detonate——

A golden light shot out, and a thin but strong golden bell proudly covered him, covering him in it.For a moment, the sound of thunder and gold pieces falling was deafening.

——I don’t know the talisman in the talisman!

Pieces of golden light shattered, and the burst of repulsive force sent the two of them flying, and all of them turned into powder-like brittle yellow confetti, which fell into the fire one after another.

Fate...

Looking for the gate of the national teacher's life...

Qin Nianjiu propped up his body with an umbrella, vomited a mouthful of thick black mist impatiently, raised his eyes in a daze, and saw that the national teacher had already attacked with a sword, and there was a smear of redness in his empty sleeve——

...plum blossom...sword pendant...

Suddenly he realized something, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to strike back with an umbrella, but his heavy hands were restrained by his bewildered brain...

Moths fluttered their wings.

Two flashes of spiritual light approached, and the left hand holding the umbrella was finally raised with difficulty, blocking the longer spiritual sword, but another short sword came from behind and was about to pierce his back chest——

——"Ghost Lord!!"

Hearing the sound of a child's voice, Qin Nianjiu was almost terrified. Looking at the flying dwarf figure with red eyes, he shouted anxiously: "Go back!!"

——If he has an order, you have to obey him; if he is in trouble, you have to give up your life to save him.

……

The short sword sank straight into Sanjiu's body.

The "chi" sound of the spirit sword pierced into the heart, pierced the soul body, and pierced the heavenly spirit with pain. Sanjiu screamed, and felt that the non-existent internal organs seemed to be crushed inch by inch by a stone mill, and stirred together...

No, he doesn't want to die!

There are still so many stories he hasn't heard, so many delicacies he hasn't tasted, he hasn't been able to go back to Hongling, and Qingyuan's little friend... was forced into tears by the severe pain Come on, Sanjiu's lips trembled, and he looked back at Qin Nianjiu in great pain: "Ghost! I don't want—I don't want—"

— Thirty-nine!

Seeing that Sanjiu's figure was about to dissipate, Qin Nianjiu muttered something in a low voice, stretched out his hand with all his strength, and tightly grasped Sanjiu's wrist, the resentment all over his body suddenly boiled, dragging him into the In my own body——

excruciating pain.

The severe pain that swept over him seemed to break his heart, and the pain made him tear up.

There is chaos in the mind, eyes and heart.

Unable to control the resentment in his body any longer, the black umbrella in his hand faded into an ordinary broken umbrella, broken and fragmented.

In a daze, it was the national teacher who suddenly lowered his murmur of hatred, and seemed to be laughing: "...Have you ever shed a tear for us?"

The voice was too soft, and was swept away by the scorching heat wave in an instant, and faded away with the wind, the national teacher kept laughing in a low voice, and raised the hand holding the sword——

But he heard the man utter four words in a low and slow voice, "...Skyfire...Thunderstorm..."

So weak, how powerful can it summon thunder?The national teacher forced a shrill laugh from his throat, and he didn't even want to raise his sword to block it, but saw that the thunder, which was as thin as a snake letter, didn't go towards him at all, but went straight into his sleeve——

"Kah."

With a crisp and subtle crack, the crystal clear plum-shaped pendant shattered into petals.

The national teacher was shocked, and from his throat let out a howl like a dying beast, and in the next second, a sharp umbrella bone pierced his body fiercely.

A mouthful of filthy air gushed out from the mouth, strands of blood broke apart one after another, and noctuid moths lingering around the body fell straight down, turning into spots of blood.

It's like - falling plums everywhere.

……

... not reconciled.

Be it the last life or this life, he is... no match for him.

The general situation is gone, but there are still so many worries...

It's really... I feel unwilling.

"...Why..." In the fierce burning flames, the gray hair of the national teacher was scattered, and the darkness gradually eroded the whiteness in front of him.

The fire was shining brightly, Xu Yanqing stared blankly at the blurry figure that was crumbling and about to leave in the white expanse, and still murmured in his throat, "...you...why do you forget...?"

There was a sudden pause in his staggering steps, Qin Nianjiu lowered his head in astonishment, and saw two spirit swords suddenly piercing through his abdomen, which seemed to cut off all his consciousness, forcing him to kneel down on the ground.

Behind him, there was an incomparably gentle laughter, so comfortable and so familiar, "...you...you can't forget."

……