Build A Secret Council From Wudang Abandoned Disciples

Chapter 295 Little girl has moved! What? The body moved? (5)

real world.

Xia Guoan West City Falling Sword Cliff.

Inside the cave on the middle stone wall.

Dai Xiaomei was kneeling in the cave without moving.

"What's going on? It's been a long time, why is the goddess still kneeling here?"

"Just now, it seems that from the long sword in the arms of the skeleton, there was a purple sword light that slashed towards the eyebrows of the goddess. Could it be that this is not an inheritance at all, but just a trap. The goddess was beheaded, right?"

"Can't you? With the power of the divine sword in this skeleton's hand, if this skeleton is really a ghost and evil spirit, if it really wants to kill the anchor, there is no need to make that image and talk about a bunch of inheritance nonsense!"

"If you really want to kill, just slash the sword, and the anchor will probably be cut in half!"

"Then why, my goddess of "193" hasn't awakened yet? But, don't tell me, the kneeling posture of the goddess is really beautiful!"

"That's right, don't you know that this anchor is super good-looking when he doesn't speak?"

"Upstairs, don't talk about it, I'm so anxious! Why is there still no movement? By the way, and the buddy who was clamoring to jump off the cliff to get the adventure, is he still there?"

"Anyway, I just took a look, and the guy's profile picture has turned gray. We don't know, and we don't dare to ask..."

"A moment of silence..."

"Fuck, look, the goddess seems to have moved!"

"What? The body moved?"

Just when the water friends in the live broadcast room were crazily complaining.

Inside the cave.

The little girl who had been kneeling on the ground and remained motionless for a while.

At the corner of the eyes, there were suddenly two lines of blood and tears falling down.

next second.

The little girl slowly opened her eyes.

In her eyes, there are some vicissitudes and sentimentality emerging.

Blood and tears filled the air, making people look at it and feel pity for it.

At the position between her eyebrows, there is a purple flicker.

And after the strange purple light dissipated, a small purple sword brand suddenly appeared on the position between her eyebrows.

hum.

All around Xiaomei's body, streaks of purple sword energy emerged silently.

On the edge of Dai Xiaomei's body, she started to swim slowly.

Dai Xiaomei reached out to wipe away the blood and tears at the corner of her eyes.

Then he raised his head and looked at the dead bone sitting on the ground deep in the cave, and the beautiful figure floating on the dead bone.

immediately.

With a touch of excitement on the face of the little girl, she bowed her head deeply towards the skeleton and said respectfully:

"Little sister Tuerdai, pay respects to Master!"

"What Master said will definitely be remembered in my heart."

"From now on, this disciple will devote himself to practice, kill all ghosts and evil spirits, and will not disappoint Master's high expectations!"

Little Sister Dai's mood is very complicated.

There is excitement, there is joy, there is also sentimentality and sadness, etc.!

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and the five flavors are mixed!

The purple sword light that slashed at her before is the lifelong inheritance of the Taoist Yue Nu Aqing, the master of the Heaven Slashing Sword.

It contains not only the peerless sword master, but also more than a hundred years of comprehension, practice, sword heart, and practice, etc.!

Also possesses all the memories of this mysterious seeker from ages past.

And before.

When accepting the inheritance of the Yue girl Ah Qing.

The little girl dreamed back to the ages, and relived the life of this legendary existence.

In this dreamland that has exceeded a hundred years.

Dai Xiaomei was transformed into A Qing, the Yue girl from all ages ago.

Carefree from birth.

A catastrophe at the age of eight.

And then to the way of searching for the next hundred years.

Farewell to White Ape is an irreversible farewell...

Young and frivolous, he has the spirit of slaying demons and demons.

The powerlessness and confusion of middle age.

The vicissitudes of old age and seeing the world.

The epiphany before dying, the sword heart is natural, but the heart is more than enough but the strength is not enough...

Scenes are all imprinted in the depths of Dai Xiaomei's memory.

For a moment.

Even Little Sister Dai can hardly tell the difference.

After all, she is a girl anchor in Xia in this era.

It was still the eternity of time, the Yue girl Ah Qing who had been full of desolation and vicissitudes all her life.

The little girl took a deep breath.

Put those thoughts behind you.

It doesn't matter whether it's a dumb girl, or it doesn't matter whether it's the Yue girl Ah Qing from the ages ago!

ZIE...

She is still her...

that's enough!

After the little girl kowtowed to the ground and her voice fell for a while...

The beautiful figure in the blue shirt floating behind the skeleton finally spoke slowly again:

"Presumably, you have now fully accepted the inheritance I left behind!"

"Since it has been inherited, then you are my second son Shao!"

"I hope you will keep in mind the two reminders I said before as a teacher. Finally, I hope you can go further on this road than me as a teacher!"

 …

The words of this beautiful figure fell.

This beautiful figure also turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly dissipated.

And the one on the ground that has existed since ancient times...

It also made a series of brittle cracking sounds, and then fell apart.

In the end, the skeleton was completely reduced to ashes.

dissipated in this piece of heaven and earth.

Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes!

Only the rusty long sword that was originally held in the arms of the skeleton.

There is also a small wooden plaque hanging on the chest of the skeleton.

Slowly floating in mid-air!

Little Sister Dai fell to her knees on the ground and was silent for a while.

After calming down a bit.

She stood up slowly.

He stretched out his hand and pressed on the wooden sign floating in mid-air and the rusty long sword.

immediately.

The rusty long sword and the wooden sign flew over by themselves.

Suspended in the void in front of Little Sister Dai.

Dai Xiaomei stretched out her hand and gently stroked the wooden plaque with the back of Supreme Ruler branded with blood.

He stretched out his hand and skillfully put the wooden plaque on his chest.

Then, Little Sister Dai's eyes fell on the rusty long sword in front of her.

In Xiaomei's eyes, there was nostalgia, sadness, and the joy of meeting old friends.

Opened the mouth and said:

"Zhan Tian, ​​Master passed away, in the future, you will follow by my side.

"Master has not finished the journey, I will finish it for her!"

hum.

The rusty long sword floating in the void in front of him seemed to understand what Little Sister Dai said.

At this moment, it seemed to be alive, and it trembled slightly.

Dai Xiaomei didn't say any more.

He also didn't care about the rusty stains on the Heaven Slashing Sword.

He directly stretched out his hands and hugged the rusty long sword in his arms!.