C6 (1/2)
Pointing the sword, the rain was falling and the sun was setting. As soon as the Heartless Sword was unsheathed, it erupted with its vicious nature. Heartless was the one who hurt the most, who could ever avoid a heartbreak?
It had been nearly a hundred years since Li Xiaoxiao had touched this sword, but she had never walked out from her grief. When the Soul Burying Flower bloomed, a single leaf dancing with Qing Feng could even affect her sadness. As time passed by, her understanding of the relationship became deeper and more pessimistic. The moment she picked up the sword, she once again became that ice-cold, heartless swordsman. The sword dao that had been abandoned for so many years was just like that memory, naturally resurfacing once again. The current Li Xiaoxiao was definitely the Li Xiaoxiao at her peak.
The sword thrust out was extremely natural and ordinary. There was no sword qi that could change the color of the sky and earth, nor was there any great power that could shake the universe. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to freeze up, not a single sound of the wind to accompany it.
The monster sensed the strength of this woman and subconsciously glanced at Chang Lou. It swung its arms and the iron chains interweaved to form a large net in front of Heartless Sword.
Heartless Sword was easy to block, but how could Heartless be able to block? The despair and disappointment in Li Xiaoxiao's strike was like a pair of hammers striking the heart of the monster.
Unfortunately, she was wrong! The monster had been captured in front of this cave since it was young, and it was unknown whether it had lived for a thousand years or even ten thousand years. During this time, it could only enjoy cultivating with the mist as its companion. Such a monster, how strong was its heart and how much it desired victory.
It was hard to change the shape of a piece of iron when it was smashed against a piece of metal. How could a heart of stone that was dejected and dejected break it with a single strike?
The monster bellowed as the crisscrossing iron chains transformed into a bird with its wings spread out. Its mouth peck at Heartless Sword as it flapped its iron wings towards Li Xiaoxiao.
The bird flapped its left wing. A wave of heat, like the sun in the third sky, came crashing down on the snow in the first nine days. With a light shake of its right wing, a cold current, like a ten thousand year cold wind on a mountain peak, met the small spark that had just been ignited.
Li Xiaoxiao was definitely not an ordinary person. With a gentle flick of her hand, white Soul Burying Flowers bloomed in every corner of the sky. The flower was her, and she was a flower.
The heat wave and cold current had destroyed most of the Soul Burying Flower, but it was unable to cause the flower's fragrance to fall. She was the fragrance, and the fragrance was her.
The monster retracted its chain. There was only a Heartless Sword on the ground. The beautiful figure of Li Xiaoxiao was long gone.
Looking at the sword on the ground, Chang Lou felt a headache. He couldn't avoid it, but he couldn't. He looked down on Li Xiaoxiao, who was trying to find an ungrateful lover for so many times and had even dragged her old friend into the water.
A hundred years ago, it had failed the first time, and its failure could not be erased in its life and memories. It trained even more diligently in order to use its strongest body to fight this man once more. In order to not affect its state before the war, it even neglected its duty to watch the woman enter the cave.
”How could he not come? You haven't returned my sword yet, man! ” Chang Lou said in a familiar tone.
”Your sword?” How come I don't remember when I owe you?
”Oh!” Take a look and see if it's these? ” The monster stretched out its iron lock and pulled out four swords from the hole. Each of them was brimming with precious energy, and they were extraordinary.
Chang Lou narrowed her eyes and shook her head, saying in grief, ”No!”
”Then is it this?” The monster reached into the hole with its other chain and fished out dozens of weapons, all of them with the same type of weapon.
”This is all. Come take a look and see which one is yours.” The monster threw the weapon in front of Chang Lou for him to choose from.
Chang Lou forcefully suppressed the excitement in her heart and walked up.
”This Seven-Colored Golden Scale Armor is a treasure. Although it can block godly weapons and does not dare to do so, it is still pretty good for the sabre and spear to be difficult to enter.”