Xie Yun's heart sank: "Where is he?"

Void: "He's in the right ear compartment."

Before Xie Yun left, Xu Ying said: "By the way, there is a thousand-year-old spirit lacquer tree growing right under the ear room. The gathered spirit lacquer can temporarily wash out the inner demons in the monk's soul. If you can touch it alive. When you get to him, you can take him down to wash."

Xu Ying waved his sleeves gently, the door on the right opened wide, Xie Yun threw out a sword, and Yu Jian passed through the door on the right.

Xu Ying tickled the end of his hair and murmured, "Would you like to help? But it always feels like it's not enough. I've slept for too long, and I don't remember what to do."

...

The ear room is the room on the left and right of the main room, where the items used by the tomb owner during his lifetime are placed. However, the right ear room is empty, with only blood on the ground.

A dozen or so corpses were lying on the ground in various postures. Ying Baiye stood in the center. He lowered his head and held a knife in his hand. When the red rope swayed, there were bloodstains on the blade.

Ying Baiye heard someone whispering in his ear.

"Look, someone is coming to kill you again."

"Ah—really, why didn't I let you go?"

"No one is here to save you anyway, so it's okay to die, right?"

"Your mother died for you."

Ying Baiye followed the guidance of the voice and looked over, only to see a vague human figure, with a vague face that made him unable to hate.

He raised his head from the blood and looked at Xie Yun, his eyes were dark, and the irises were blood-colored.

In an instant, the suffocation rolled, and a sea of ​​blood floated in his eyes.

Ying Baiye raised the knife and stirred up a piece of blood, and the scarlet blood flew towards Xie Yun.

Xie Yun pulled up the sword flower to block the blood nail, and the blood splashed blood flowers on the carmine red sword.

Xie Yun's right hand trembled, and he took a breath.

Jian Xiu's hand should have been extremely stable.

Ying Baiye was following the blood nails, he was not attentive, always trying to see Xie Yun's face clearly.

Who is this?

Xie Yun turned sideways to avoid the knife. He was seriously injured at the moment, and he really didn't have the strength to fight against Ying Baiye. After blocking a few times, he tried to lead Ying Baiye's attack to hit the ground.

But even so, Xie Yun soon felt exhausted.

He was injured too badly before, his life sword was damaged, his vision and hearing have not recovered until now, and he didn't even have much strength to hold the sword.

Ying Baiye's sword was completely incoherent, and the torrential rain forced him down.

The person who uses the knife is murderous, Ying Baiye's knife is long and narrow, and the range of the slash is wide. When the person is in the force of the knife, he only feels that his breath will be cut off by the light of the knife.

Xie Yun endured the bitter taste in his throat. He experienced the real sword intent in the main tomb. At this moment, his mind was clear, and his mind and body sank into the spirit sword in his hand.

He has no spiritual power now, only the sword intent that he has grasped in Lu Zhuoyu's hands can fight.

The sword's body glowed brightly, and the ice-cold sword intent covered the sword body. The sword body was as red as rouge, and the ice condensed by the sword intent was all blushed by the sword body.

There should be hatred in the name of the sword.

Only heard the sound of mournful sighs coming from the sound of sword chirping.

Xie Yun's always strong sword stance suddenly slowed down, and gracefully turned into a circle, sinking with Ying Baiye's sword stance.

boom -

The ground broke open, and Xie Yun felt a heavy blow to his chest, and grief and hatred rolled back towards Xie Yun.

Actually there is nothing to hate.

This is... someone who shares a secret with him.

Xie Yun used such a sword intent for the first time, but he was attacked without spiritual support. He couldn't hold the sword, and he pulled Ying Baiye and fell down together.

The sword intent and the sword force were rolled together, and the aura formed a cyclone, blowing off the red rope knot on the Yingbaiye sword.

His knot of peace—

Ying Baiye woke up briefly for a moment, he subconsciously reached out to grab the knot, but when he saw Xie Yun, he subconsciously turned to hold Xie Yun's hand.

Xie Yun... Xie Huaiyu, the person who taught him to tie a peaceful knot.

Ying Baiye held Xie Yun's hand tightly.

The bluestone bricks and the blood of the corpse smashed down.

There really was a giant spirit lacquer tree growing under the ear room. The tree has grown for thousands of years, and it has become a forest. The light blue spirit lacquer is gathered in the pool.

There was an enchantment on the tree, blocking the falling masonry and corpses.

What Ying Baiye heard in his ears were all the words of the demon. He didn't know how long he would be awake. He simply threw away the knife and took Xie Yun in his arms. The gravel scraped across Ying Baiye's face and arms. Yun's face pressed into his chest, hugging and falling with Xie Yun.

thump

They passed through the branches and leaves of the spirit sumac, smashed water, and sank deeper into the water.

Xie Yun had already passed out. He didn't hold his breath, so he started to choke on water.

The world in Ying Baiye's eyes was blue, and all the whispers of inner demons gradually left him. He bowed his head to relieve Xie Yun, and led Xie Yun through the clear blue spirit paint until he saw the brilliant candlelight in the tomb.

Someone in this world came to save him.

ear outside

Xuying stood at the entrance of the cave, she retracted the hand she had stretched out and tapped her eyebrows, finally remembering what the main body told her: "I want a disciple."

"If you are a swordsman, you must be very smart."

"Have a heart that will hurt."

"Don't be too bad-tempered."

"Better to be a beauty."

"Of course, the most important point is that he must be a good boy with flesh and blood."

Waited so long, so long...

Finally waited.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your comfort, have worked hard to update today!, and the first half of the exercises only have five levels.

Chapter 30

Spirit lacquer, a sixth-grade spirit plant, the leaves will exude a special sap when breathing in the morning and evening. After being diluted and mixed with clean water, it forms the so-called spirit lacquer.

A hundred-year-old spirit lacquer tree can produce so little spirit lacquer every day that it can't even fill a thumb-sized bottle.

But the spirit lacquer tree in the tomb is thousands of years old.Because of the abundant spiritual energy in the tomb, the spirit lacquer tree grows very well, and the quality of the spirit lacquer produced is high.