Chapter 89 Burning Orchid

It's not the first time that Qiuyin and Nanhenyu's lips and teeth are lingering, and it's nothing new, but every time it's like Xisha's beauty clothes, which clearly hide untimely poison, still make people willing to surrender to the thrilling temperature.

It seems that they are so close, they can temporarily cross all the gaps of different paths, just as two mortals, powerless, and indulge in the joy and embrace of the moment regardless.

Obviously she took the initiative, every time, but Qiu Yin seemed to be burned by the temperature of Nan Henyu's lips. Nan Henyu's slow and gentle response made the howling wind in the southern border warmer by three points.

The Sad Wind Sword Spirit is carrying all demons to monitor the Buchen Sword Spirit. The sword is very dishonest, and it is still mobilizing Nan Henyu's cultivation base, trying to cross the border.Qiu Yin had just finished accusing Nan Henyu of not being distracted, but her thoughts were pulled away by Buchenjian's change. She directly passed through the magic energy and suppressed the aura in Nan Henyu's body.

So much so that the pink orchid was stained with Nan Henyu's blood, and when the fraudulent corpse got out of the bamboo stick, Qiu Yin didn't notice immediately that the red-dyed orchid flew around Qiu Yin's limbs in an instant.Fen Hua dragged Qiu Yin into the Ten Thousand Devils Cave.

It is not enough just to pull away the demon master. The little flowers rooted in the cracks of the Ten Thousand Demons' Nest no longer hibernate, and grow out together, mixing in the black mist of the Ten Thousand Demons, clinging to form a continuous cloud, covering the entire Ten Thousand Demons' Nest.Under the sea of flowers, the sky is blocked.

This flower...why does it look so familiar?

Qiu Yin rolled over the twigs and looked at the two or three small peach blossoms in her hand...

Isn't this the peach blossom tree outside the side hall of the Compassionate Ning Palace, the medium of the fairy painting, it turns out that it is not a peach blossom at all, but a pink orchid that has not yet grown up!

Those Guerlains entangled her tightly, as if they wanted to tear her to pieces. The demon lord was provoked and threatened to this point, so he should be uprooted and bald immediately.The little flower was originally her thing, a part of her body...

Qiu Yin frowned coldly.

Is this the kind of flower that Pingyang picked at the top of the cliff in Wanmoku, her mother... what is her dear old mother going to do?

Lord Demon Lord is not afraid, Wanmo Cave is her territory, connecting the entire scale cave, she knows every rock direction and deep folds clearly, and she is in control, but she wants to see what Shen Zhuolan wants to do.

She has children, so she doesn't understand that disturbing others is worthy of another thunderstorm, right?

Nan Henyu is not at all as calm as Qiu Yin, forcibly crossing the border and talking to the sky, causing her dilapidated body to collapse into a thousand holes, and the demonic energy that Qiu Yin passed through violently suppressed the clamoringThe aura interrupted the resonance between Buchen Sword Spirit and Nan Henyu.

She knew that she should push Qiu Yin away, otherwise she would miss the only opportunity to secretly transform into a god, but she was so greedy for the tenderness between her lips and teeth that the hot and domineering temperature suddenly left, and when she caught up with the soul of Wuchen Sword Spirit again,She ignored the message conveyed by the natal sword.

Qiuyin will not be injured, she should take advantage of the absence of her apprentice who is in the way, and use the Ten Thousand Devils Cave to adapt to the God Transformation, maybe she can attract Qiuyin's Ten Thousand Demons again...

Nan Henyu didn't even hesitate, just before facing his apprentice's rare weakness, he let go, his brows and eyes were condensed, and it was the immeasurable sword fairy who suppressed mountains and rivers, and with a twist of his wrist, a piercing voice came: "The sword is coming."

The Buchen Sword, which seemed to be suppressed, broke through all demons in an instant, and Baixue cut the clear and returned to his place.

But there is no way, it is related to Qiuyin, Nan Henyu's first priority is never "what should be".

The sword fairy fell from the broken stone, and the Buchen sword swept away the misty demons. He didn't feel the fragility of resigning himself to fate when jumping off a cliff.Second faces, where did you play them just now?

Scheming fairy!

A sword intent capable of slashing the five peaks of Taiqing Mountain came down like a thunderbolt, and precisely struck at the branches and tendrils of Qiu Yin, but Qiu Yin did not feel the power of the sword at all. This sword intent deliberately shielded her., but she will not be hurt by a hair.

The pinnacle of precise control of spiritual energy, this sword can only be achieved by a sword fairy.

Qiu Yin felt a little proud, thinking that the flower might be finished.

But at the next moment, the twig jerked and brushed against the sword intent with the same precision, but was still cut off by the mighty sword energy, and then quickly grew new flowers. The sword intent fell off after a while.From the bottom of the bottomless Ten Thousand Devils Cave, there was a "bang" sound that shook the entire cliff in the south, Qiu Yin's teeth were sore when she heard it, and the sword fairy's sword almost wiped out her territory.

So that day in Xuanling Mountain, she really released the water, right?

Small flowers like peach blossoms suddenly stretched their petals, and the orchids in full bloom exuded a charming fragrance, like smoke, and a slender figure condensed in the air, looking at Nan Henyu quietly with beautiful and soft eyes.Impressed.

Nan Henyu said coldly, turned the sword, and said again: "Let go of your hand."

Qiu Yin blinked, raised her arms, are these flower branches Shen Zhuolan's hands?

Shen Zhuolan's phantom did not move at all, and was not shaken by the sword fairy's cold anger. She pulled Qiu Yin to go deeper into the Ten Thousand Devils Cave.Seeing the death of the demon princess, Qiu Yin was terrified: "I'm fine, it's your injury!"

It's a pity that at this moment, it's not Nan Henyu who is seriously injured and fragile, but the sword fairy who doesn't move in all directions.will kill you?"

"It seems that you like her very much." Shen Zhuolan finally opened her mouth leisurely, it was Xiangshui Danchou whom Qiu Yin had heard about, with a smile on her face, "This is between me and her."

Qiu Yin, the person concerned, glanced at the two people who were facing each other, and hadn't expressed the opinion of "I have nothing to do with you", just now, she was soft and weak, and the pitiful Sword Immortal smashed half of the cliff rock in the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave with her sword.Thundering through Shen Zhuolan: "My apprentice has nothing to do with you, stay away from her."

"But she's supposed to want to ask a lot, doesn't she?"

Shen Zhuolan dissipated like smoke, and was irritating—the main reason was that Nan Henyu gathered behind Qiu Yin, pulling her red clothes, and all the demons swarmed over, resisting Nan Henyu's sight layer by layer, extremely provocative.

Qiu Yin kept silent, obviously she was the one and only boss here, but being pinned in the middle by the scorching gazes of the two "weak" girls, she had the illusion that "she can't afford anyone".

It's the face of her demon lord!

But people have relatives and distances, and so do ten thousand demons.Even though the so-called truth might be close at hand, Qiu Yin naturally stood by Nan Henyu's side, lest she drag her heavily wounded body to do some ridiculous things, and the magic fire ignited, instantly burning the pink orchid that engulfed her.

"Hmm." Shen Zhuolan was not angry, but laughed instead, "You like her too."

Just halfway through Qiu Yin's mantra of "None of your business", the undissipated orchid fragrance, like a living spirit snake, penetrated into her internal organs in an instant, and a gentle wind blew in her mind, making her feel sleepy without a trace.Reasonable, she fell asleep before she could resist.

But the Sad Wind Sword was the first to sustain her lightning-like will, piercing through all the demons and flying out.

At the same time, in the dilapidated temple on the Bodhi Sea, the dying gold-bronze Bodhisattva statue with its neck crooked was irreversibly shattered, and finally sighed its last breath that had been held for a hundred years, and collapsed.

Thousands of demons blocked Nan Henyu's sight in layers, and Qiu Yin could no longer be seen. Nan Henyu's eyes were red, as if she was about to bleed, and she wanted to forcefully move her sword again.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light came against the magic fog, knocked the Buchen sword aside again, nailed the cliff head to death, and blasted open a cave, Qiu Yin's half body——

The Sorrowful Wind Sword released chains like smoke and dust, and used the trick Nan Hen Yugang had used, with the same brutal virtue as its owner, unceremoniously tied Nan Hen Yu into the cave, trying to lock her inside Zigovernment.

Nan Henyu was startled, and suddenly she couldn't care about anything else, she guarded the Zi Mansion tightly, blocking the Sad Wind Sword Intent, she could be said to gouged out the Sad Wind Sword viciously, and the Sad Wind Sword Spirit trembled all over,Like recalling some terrible memory, he immediately left like shit, wishing to fly back to Qiu Yin's side and beep twice to show his fragility, it is really frail, okay!

But when thought of Qiuyin's coma, the will at the last moment was not to kill everyone, but to fly it out to prevent Nan Henyu from committing suicide.Outside Nan Henyu's spiritual body, the resonance of heaven, earth, and Taoism is cut off.

Just stop Nan Henyu from forcibly transforming into a god, Sad Wind Sword Spirit thought pretending to be dead.

Shen Zhuolan's phantom slowly appeared again, not far from Beifeng Sword, Beifeng Sword Spirit experienced the extraordinarily tormenting Shura field for the sword master, and couldn't recover, except to block Nan Henyu's aura dutifully, completely silent.

Only Shen Zhuolan's eyes were exposed in the phantom, and she bent towards the cold Nan Henyu, like a sword fairy who was completely unafraid of cold and angry, with a warm and gentle smile, which was actually a bit gratifying.

She thought to herself, the last time she caught a glimpse from a distance, Fairy Xiaonan was still cold, and she might end up alone in this life, burying the indifference of the snow mountain alone, but this time she saw her alone, without any indifference or reason, knowing that she would not hurt thatIn the case of the girl, she drew her sword angrily.

The ignorant girl who didn't understand her falling in love with a mortal back then, now knows what it means to be "trapped by love".

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"What are you going to do." Nan Henyu said in a hoarse voice, as if breaking through the sad wind at any time, killing her.

"I said to the gods and Buddhas in the Bodhi Temple that I am atonement. After all, it is a fault for killing so many people no matter what the reason is.", Through the Bodhisattva statue, through the eyes of Pingyang, I saw the person who took my sins, he is your disciple, right? His name is Qiu Yin?"

Nan Henyu's eyes became colder when she heard her name Qiuyin, but Shen Zhuolan didn't care, and said with a smile: "I met her, and I went through the same fate as mine. Seeing her disobedience, seeing her hate, seeing her fight back, likeSeeing me in the past, I waited indifferently for her to regret like me and finally compromise.

But she didn't, she was still dissatisfied, hated like the blood flowing in her veins, and fought back non-stop, death and Taoism were not enough, as if all the betrayal and infatuation could not change her rebellious heart.

Everyone says she has changed, but she has never changed. She said that she has no turning back, but she never remembers why she came here. I thought, I should atone for the dead, but if I ask God for it,I bow down to the source of all disasters, I am so sorry for the girl who suffered for me, and I am sorry for the first person who walked on this road of no return... Should I say that I am your apprentice?"

"She's just her." Nan Henyu said, "It's not anyone's disciple."

It's not because she is the apprentice of the Sword Immortal that she dares to go against the sky even if she is smashed to pieces, but because she is her, so she is riddled with holes and will not compromise.

Some people have been looking for a sword that can change lives and break the sky all their lives, and some people are born with that sword.

Shen Zhuolan is the former, Qiu Yin is the latter.

Shen Zhuolan was slightly stunned, raised her sleeves, covered her lips and smiled: "You are right, she is her."

It seemed that these words eased Nan Henyu's anger, she calmed down, and although her eyebrows and eyes were still pushing Baizhangbing on Xuanyue Peak, she said: "You are you, she is her, Shen Zhuolan, she is the one who takes your life,I know that even if it wasn't her, someone else would suffer this crime, but people's hearts are biased. She is my apprentice, the child I watched grow up, and even more so...

Just because of her one-in-a-million talent, she became the chosen stepping stone, erasing her meaning as a living person, I can't accept it, I can never accept it, I can't help hating you... Even if I knowyou're not wrong."

Ever since Shen Zhuolan took over Zhang Jiwen's suicide note, glimpsed a corner of destiny, and embarked on the bloody road of breaking the sky, countless people died before they could hate her. She still remembers hearing the blood scene of Fengcheng being reduced to a demon realm, and some people comforted her, saying that sheIn fact, there was nothing wrong with it, but the voices of the elder brother and his friends were too weak in the blood debt that accompanied him like a shadow. Even adding a sword fairy couldn't wash away the wailing of the innocent.

She was glad that she could only show her eyes, Nan Henyu couldn't see her wry smile: "You hate me, but it will make me feel better."

"But I can't, you're right," Nan Henyu said softly, "If I hate you, wouldn't I also deny her unwillingness?"

"I couldn't make her sad anymore," she said.

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