Blade and Sword God Sovereign

When returning to the main hall, Ximen Qianxue is still in a deep sleep, breathing softly, the girl who is sleeping is so beautiful, quiet and pure, as if it is a goddess caught in the scenes of myths and legends, beautiful and dazzling God fans.

Ding Hao gently held the Ximen Qianxue as a new hand peeling the small onion and crystal clear jade, the warm skyfire Xuanqi slowly entered into her body.

"Well?" Suddenly Ding Hao frowned.

Because he suddenly discovered that the vitality of Ximen Qianxue was slowly declining, and there was no obvious cause and effect. It was like a body that had died of physical death. This is clearly a state of dying to death. No wonder so. For a long time, she was still asleep, Ding Hao began to think that because it consumes too much in the dungeon, it needs rest, but now it seems...

suspended animation!

It is exactly the same as the vegetative people on the earth before, although it can maintain the whistling, but can not wake up on its own.

Perhaps Ximen Qianxue’s consciousness is still very clear. She can perceive everything around her, but she can’t command her body and language, and she can’t make any response.

"This little Nizi is very strong in willpower..." The sigh of the knife ancestor came from the mind: "If you change it to be someone else, I am afraid that I will die in the dungeon, and I will be destroyed by Xuanqi. The cold water can destroy the body and soul of ordinary people at an hour. Although Xiao Nizi has accumulated as a congenital Wu Zong realm, it has been repaired for a decade, and it has been amazing for a long time. I don’t know. What kind of mental power is supporting her... Nowadays, she is caught in a suspended animation, which is the result of her mental exhaustion!"

Ding Hao holds the small hand of Ximen Qianxue's white and jade, and his heart burst into a heartache. He said softly: "Sister, can you hear me? I know you can hear it, right? Don't worry, I will cure it. You, with your teaching of alchemy, I swear, I promise!"

When the voice fell, Ding Hao felt his little hand in his hand, and a finger moved gently.

"Sister really can feel everything in the outside world, she can hear what I said..." Ding Hao was overjoyed.

"You still need to input mysteriousness into her body on time every day to maintain her vitality..." Both Jian Zu and Zhi Zu were seriously serious and gave Ding Hao some advice.

Ding Hao nodded.

After inputting Xuanqi, he took out a jade bottle containing the mysterious white liquid collected by Ding Hao from the cliff of the Jianshan Zhashan garbage area. It has an incredible effect. Ding Hao took out a small drop and gently used the jade spoon to feed the mouth of Ximen Qianxue.

This white liquid contains endless vitality, extremely primitive and natural, and can maintain the sufficiency of Ximen Qianxue. It may have some wonderful effects.

After doing all this, watching the beautiful woman who once chased her **** and asked herself to work hard to practice, Ding Hao’s heart was a little more stable, but the hatred of the cracked sword was even stronger.

Ning Xiaohu, this account is not finished.

Wait, I will make you regret it.

At the bedside, some inscriptions and warning arrays were arranged. Ding Hao did not stay away and sat directly on the ground.

He has to be at the side of Ximen Qianxue.

In addition, there are some words to discuss with the two old monsters of the sword ancestor.

Ding Hao will tell the two mysterious sites and inscriptions from Ai Qing and the news of the fire, telling them: "Two seniors, this thing, what do you think?"

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It was dark in front of me.

It is like being in the void of the universe, but unfortunately there is no glory around the stars, and the body is fluttering as if there is nowhere in the clouds.

Where am I?

Ximen Qianxue has some doubts.

There was some confusion in her mind, and fragments of countless memories came to me. After a long time, I gradually remembered it. Oh, yes, I came to the [Hundred Battlefield], but I met the person who cracked the sword... Later, it was Ding Shidi... Ding Shidi really appeared...

I have persisted in the suffering of purgatory, and the desire to pray day and night has finally come true?

Must the gods of the gods hear my prayers before they send Ding Hao to me?

When I thought of it, Ximen Qianxue couldn’t help but feel that it was sweet or sad. Even she didn’t figure it out. She didn’t know when she started. She was three or four years younger than herself. The little man, from the beginning, hated it, and then faintly surprised and curious, and then changed from amazed curiosity to a little worship and dependence, and then...

When faced with the choice of life and death, when the mysterious temperament that persisted in the life was repaired as a waste, the dream of supporting his alchemy was broken from an early age. Ximen Qianxue felt that his world had lost color and turned gray...

Oh, no, there is the last trace of color.

The most brilliant color.

That is the little man.

The cold water is like a knife cut and licks its own body, from the beginning of the bone-like pain to numbness, from numbness to the pain of the soul being smashed, and then to numbness... This is a recurring In the process of purgatory, there were several times when Ximen Qianchao almost couldn’t hold it down, and he had to bite his tongue and squander himself. However, the last remaining stick in my heart made her suffer.

Just to see the little man on the side.

Finally, he smiled and smiled...

Say a word to him...

Or just a look that is staggered with a little touch...

It is enough.

This is a very strange belief.

If it is not in a desperate situation, if it is not that the torture that is unimaginable in the whole world is imposed on himself, Ximen Qianxue will not know it. I don’t know when, my attachment and dependence on this little man has already arrived. This kind of desperation is like the intensity of a moth.

The ridiculous guy named Duan De, actually clamored to wait for his own initiative to dedicate himself.

Ha ha.

What about his kind of character, even if it is a disciple of the sword?

He couldn't even compare one of Ding Hao's hair.

No, comparing Ding Hao with this guy is simply an insult to the little man.

Whenever you want to keep going, Ximen Qianxue said to himself in his heart, and then insist on the time of rest, or half-interest, as long as you insist on a little bit, you may see the little man, she is over and over again. Pray, pray to every **** you know, and remember every scene that you have touched with that little man over and over again, that little flower...

A miracle has appeared.

He really came.

Ximen Qianxue has forgotten in the deep cold dungeon, seeing Ding Hao’s first sight, what kind of mood he is, it should not be excitement and surprise, nor is it unbelievable, it seems to be a kind of calm, wanting The expression of a smile, but what is certain is that the picture at that moment is like the eternal inscription of the three generations of life in the soul and the reincarnation, as if it has appeared countless times.

"Ximen Shijie, see me avenge you!"

When the little man said this sentence, Ximen Qianxue felt that all the sufferings and tortures he had suffered had been rewarded several times.

Struggling to stand in the same place, watching him as if the gods came to the world to crush the wicked people of the sword, Simon Qian Xue felt very tired, but the heart was very warm, in fact, for her, what revenge, see those wicked The land is so pleading that she has no slight attraction to her. She just wants to look at the little man again and take a look at it...

Back in the moment before Ding Hao’s slumber, Ximen Qianxue felt that the happiest thing in the world was this.

Now, there is no darkness in front of you.

"Is this the soul world after death?" Ximen Qianxue did not have the slightest fear.

Because everything she prayed and wanted, she already got it.

At this time, she suddenly felt that her palm was wrapped in something warm, and then a clear and familiar voice came -

"Sister Xue Xue, you can rest assured, I will cure you, use the technique of alchemy that you teach me, I swear..."

Ah!

This little man, is he going to take me back from the hands of death?

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"If the news is from the Xuan Shuang Jingu, then it will not be a fake," said Zou Zuo, thinking slightly. "A hegemon who exists in the world for hundreds of thousands of years must have something that ordinary people cannot imagine. The secret of this world, they must have a deep meaning."

"Ha ha ha, laughing at me, you are still mad at the mad woman," Jianzu said with a disdain: "Do something nonsense, you are talking about it, what is the deep meaning?"

"Zhuzu...you are *** this is looking for death..." The knife ancestor was mad at the incoherent language.

Ding Hao was a big man, and quickly changed the topic: "Right, I am thinking, will the Yaozu know this thing too? As another big race that is more terrifying than the human race, they should not know this thing? ”

"That is inevitable." Knife did not hesitate to say: "Don't underestimate the Yaozu, this world is dominated by them. You used to be too low-powered, only touched some low-level demons, and never saw the horror of the Yaozu. If the jihad re-emerges, even the existence of the sacred frost gods has the possibility of degeneration..."

Ding Hao was shocked.

Can God of War also fall?

Jianzu interrupted and interjected: "Xiao Dingzi, I guess about the mysterious ruins and the inscriptions and the fire of the gods, the Xuan Shuang Shrine is only very early and very early, maybe in the past countless times. When the holy battlefield was opened, they secretly informed the information of the sects above the third level. They asked Jianzong to be too weak and be in the sidelines, so they did not get the news, and those big gates that got the news would naturally not take this. Everything is going to be promoted everywhere."

"Well, it's exactly the same as my guess." Knife ancestors summed up concisely.

Jianzu: "You must be shameless?"

Knife ancestor: "Oh."

Ding Hao: "........."

"That is to say, in the past, the sects of the Terran and the Yaozu have been crazy about this thing. Nothing has been discovered until now. It seems that we have little hope this time..." Ding Hao’s heart was relaxed, so it’s just right, everything goes with it, no need to force it.

"But the map of the corner discovered by the sword of the **** is still a bit interesting. You should first engrave it and slowly enlighten it." Jianzu reminded.

The knife ancestors quickly said: "Yes, yes, I am going to say that."

Ding Hao: "..."

Jianzu: "..."

"I don't know why, I always feel that I was sent in. Something weird..." Ding Hao sighed, and suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Right, the two predecessors did not say, enter the [Hundred Battlefield] After the middle, there is a very important thing, do you want me to do it? What is it? And, in the state of my sister, is there any way to cure her?"

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