The Lord who use immortals as food

The clouds still look exactly the same.

On the round-walled sword platform, clear light filled the sea of ​​clouds, and the goddess-like woman stood quietly under it with her horizontal sword, flawless and still invincible.

How much desperation and effort Huansilou put into plotting against such a person, Pei Ye now feels the same way.

Ming Yun walked up to the sword platform and stood opposite Gu She. Ming Yun still held the sword salute, and Gu She nodded to indicate.

The sun has completely risen from the sky, like a jade held up by a sea of ​​clouds.

The bright clouds turned to the glass, and the two white robes leaned towards each other, their belts fluttered, and the long sword like a mirror came and went again, creating a most beautiful and wonderful scene.

Not only is this a sparring match between two swordsmen who are rare in the world, it is actually a collision of two pure hearts with pure swords. To see such a scene is truly a rare encounter.

Pei Ye, however, could not indulge himself in such a wonderful realization. He had to stay awake at all times, forcing himself to stare at Gu She with the sharpest scrutiny, trying to find a gap in her sword movement that his sword skills could penetrate.

All in vain.

It was the same as last time. Pei Ye had never felt so strongly about his naivety and crudeness in the "sword". The sparrow could not hear the song of the luan and the phoenix. He also could not understand the music they played, and he could not find the way to insert a sharp "chirp". "Cha" opportunity.

But this problem was solved last time.

Pei Ye pursed his lips and pressed the sword, no longer forcing himself to see the lofty realm, and entrusting the opportunity of drawing the sword to the girl with complete trust. He stood quietly and stared, feeling the bright sword in the sheath, and tried hard to hold the moment in the cliff cave. The state of mind that comes.

He actually didn't know if he could use such a sword, even though at that moment he did see countless crippled old people sitting silently at night, and the dying goose with broken wings on the ice in the middle of the lake, but he would "Enlightenment" is transformed into the use of a sword, which must be made according to one's own level of swordsmanship.

Not just anyone with this state of mind can draw a sword - before using [Cloud Sky Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers], he practiced sword moves non-stop for two years.

Even though he and the woman did not make a choice for success, the young man's body still tensed up tightly at this moment.

After all, he is far from [Mingjing Bingjian]. He will still be nervous and fearful. He will hope that all the good things he has experienced in this life can continue, hope that girls can exist, hope that women's practice will not be affected, hope that every hatred and Anger penetrates the hearts of those who are hurt and ignored.

He is ready to do his best for this once again.

But the accident came as expected.

The world once again demonstrated its cruelty untouched. On the sword platform, after dozens of rounds, the direction of the sword fight showed a completely different route from the previous one.

Ming Yun wanted to control the situation again and tilt it towards the young man, but this time Gu She ruthlessly cut off this premeditation.

She didn't know whether the boy could play a role this time, and she didn't want to guess. This is Gushe Tianxin, who is not involved in any tricks or games, is ruthless and has no desires. She will always choose to confront her head on, because at the end of this road, no one can tip her sword.

So she won't give it a second chance.

Ming Yun was having some difficulty in this sword fight. Pei Ye could see that she was trying hard to create a gap for him to draw the sword, so she had given up too many advantages in exchange, but Gu She calmly responded with the same determination. .

As a result, the situation quickly turned tragic. Sword marks began to appear on the two men's bodies. No blood flowed out, but the injured areas remained there and did not heal, like broken glass.

As the one who actively seeks change, Mingyun is clearly at a disadvantage.

Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword tightly and watched this scene almost breathlessly. He could not persuade the girl to give up, because this was the only way to win and the last chance.

He is the only external force that can be effective.

But as time went by, Pei Ye's heart and lungs tightened more and more, and the girl's disadvantage became more and more irreversible. Of course, this trend has its limit - when Pei Ye can't win the battle even if he can block a sword, Everything would be meaningless.

However, Pei Ye couldn't do anything. All his energy was focused on the sword fight in front of him, which gradually became unbearable.

He has not been in this situation for a long time. When things come to a head, he always tends to give his own response, no matter how powerful the enemy is. Watching helplessly like this, and then having to accept the result of failure, is already

The choice was before him again, and Pei Ye didn't know whether he should draw his sword or not.

A sword swung out in confusion would probably ruin everything. This was not the move he and the girl expected. But if he kept it in his hand, wouldn't he just sit there and wait for death?

But at this moment of hesitation, he suddenly couldn't hold on to that state of mind.

The flow that trembled from the bottom of his heart to every fiber of his sword-holding arm suddenly seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him. When he needed it most anxiously, he put on a veil and hid behind the fog.

This feeling made the young man's body feel a little cold.

He tried to tell himself to calm down, but when he started to persuade himself, he knew that he was actually getting further and further away from it.

The girl on the stage once again gave in to an injury. The many concessions were not without results. She had indeed leaned towards her, but the most fundamental thing was to create a gap for the sword. Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword, or Without holding that move in his hand, he never thought that the sword that he had seen in the first move would refuse his approach.

In many past experiences, when he realized the true meaning of the sword, those sword moves always flew into his hands impatiently, with enthusiasm almost flattering.

Only this time. Pei Ye took a deep breath and closed his eyes with a tremor.

You have broken free from that heavy, gloomy, turbulent, suffocating world, Pei Ye.

The woman pulled you out with her own hands, and you also saw that bright and clear world from her eyes.

Isn't this the end of everything? Isn't this the place where this sword generates itself? What else have you missed?

His heart was trembling in tension and confusion. Pei Ye repeatedly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand. Even though he felt the coldness of his body, even though the sword moves were getting farther and farther away, he still tried hard to seek until the sound of the sword in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

Mingyun and Gushe were so close to him that the injuries on their bodies were also clearly visible - the state of the girl made Pei Ye's throat tightly choke.

Pei Ye didn't understand why the girl was fighting with the sword like this. She didn't even gain any space. At most, she just freed her arm holding the sword. It was clear that only the space outside the body could allow Pei Ye to draw the sword. The liberation of the girl's own limbs had no meaning here. In an instant, Pei Ye completely escaped from the state of seeking. He stared at the battle in front of him with his eyes and sword. In the shadow of the sword, he could only attribute this to the failure of the girl's sword. This was not her original purpose, but it was helplessly cut off here. This sounds like a fairy tale, but the one who drew the sword opposite her was originally another girl who would never make mistakes. Mingxin and Gushe were going to decide the winner. Maybe it was in this game. A gap had been cut on the girl's cheek, and her cloud-like hair was in disarray, flying and dancing outside the two sword lights. Pei Ye couldn't see the girl's face, but every time she shed the sword, she had a soul-stirring charm. But the trend of sliding towards failure continued. After losing two swords in a row, Pei Ye's heart and lungs tightened in an instant, - this is definitely not a state where he can continue to play the game!

She finally failed to pull out the space for the boy to draw his sword, and the irreversible situation has reached its limit.

The next sword. As long as the next sword falls on the girl, even if he can successfully draw his sword, nothing can be saved!

This is no longer the time for him to be entangled. Even if he still can't see anything clearly, this is his last chance to draw his sword!

Pei Ye drew his sword from the sheath. At this moment, he knew that he was actively facing failure, but he would not watch the girl bear it alone no matter what.

- Miss Ming, we didn't lose because you couldn't pull out the space from her sword. I didn't find that sword in the end.

But at the moment when Shan Yu Mingliang drew his sword, the girl in front of him suddenly turned her long hair, and behind her black hair, her bright face looked at him again.

The sword shadow pressed on her throat, but her eyes were still clear, quiet, and bright.

So familiar.

Pei Ye's action was paused in place.

He suddenly remembered the last time he watched with such a tight heart and powerlessness.

That was the figure that had been imprinted in his mind. When the whole sky was stained with black frost, he could only hide in the lakeside cottage formed by [Quail Head]. This white-clothed man cleared away the seemingly invincible enemy with one sword after another, saving him from the desperate situation of certain death.

Now it seems that the situation is reversed.

But you will still choose to believe her, right?

Pei Ye stopped the sword in his hand in shock.

In front of him, Ming Yun once again let Gu She take a sword and completely freed his sword-holding arm.

The accumulated disadvantage crossed that line. Even if Pei Ye succeeded in drawing the sword, she could no longer turn defeat into victory.

But the girl just looked at Pei Ye calmly, her cheek was injured, but still breathtakingly beautiful, and she handed him [Heart-breaking Glaze].

A crucial entrustment.

[Glass] exists in this mind, as a symbol, it has always been a part of Ming Xin.

Without it, Mingyun would be completely at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Guye. Because it truly carries the power of Mingjing Bingjian.

Yes, the girl so calmly allowed herself to fall into a greater disadvantage only because the stakes were raised.

It was not to let the boy insert a sword in a confrontation of equal strength, but to completely entrust a part of herself. If this sword failed, then she would perish.

The boy and her goals were actually never the same.

He entered the state of mind to end the confrontation between Mingxin and Guye. No matter who won, he actually achieved his goal.

But the girl was Mingxin himself.

If she lost, she would disappear.

She clearly didn't know the situation outside, and she would not succumb because she was about to die. She could have done nothing about it - if the boy failed to draw the sword successfully, then end this sword fight, anyway, she would still be invincible.

But the boy said "This is the last time we meet", so she pressed everything together.

- Let's decide the victory or defeat with Guye this time.

Pei Ye understood all this in an instant. The clear eyes in front of him were looking at him quietly. It was not the helpless night of Xin Cang. Pei Ye, can I trust you this time?

——"She will trust you."

So. You have to believe in her too.

A real clarity suddenly opened up in his heart, the veil was lifted, and the fog dissipated. Because, this is her path.

Learn to put away your sword, Pei Ye.

The old man has been friends for thirty years, and there must be many people who are willing to trust him in life and death. Why. In the end, he was just alone and dependent on a young man from a mountain city until death?

It turns out that this is what this sword really looks like.

"Of course." Pei Ye thought, ".I promised."

He raised his eyes and grasped the Zhanxin Liuli in front of him without hesitation.

At the same time, the girl passed by him, her loose hand holding the [Shan Yu] that was about to fall.

Everything is just a glance away.

As if the scene from the last time reappeared, Ming Yun swept behind him, and the last touch of cloud-white clothes disappeared from the corner of his eyes, and in front of him, that familiar face like a god came again with a sword.

There are only two of them left in the whole world.

She only turned her sword slightly, and an indescribable suffocation was already pressing on the young man's sword, as if a mountain was coming to her.

A ruthless and powerful sword light.

There is no doubt that this is the seventeen-year-old Ming Qitian. She was born for the sword, or the sword was born for her. She is undoubtedly the best in the world. Those so-called peerless geniuses are just nothing in front of her. The most mediocre mortal.

But of course you can take a blow from Pei Ye.

The young man's bright eyes were bright, and the sword platform from his feet turned into pure glass in an instant.

Or the glaze-like ice surface.

Transparent, quiet, and vast. It's like wading through a thin layer of ice with a lonely dream, and underneath is the cold and clear still water. The young man seems to be carved from sharp ice jade, with skin, hair, bones, and blood, without any obstruction or shadow. They are all permeable to this world.

Gu She was instantly transfixed by this world.

Because of the same clarity and transparency, at this moment, the boy and the woman are equally flawless. The next moment, the clean and transparent world begins to shatter around the woman, and what is shattered together with it is the sword in her hand. Light.

But between the two of them, there was a third, clear and pure thing.

[Zhanxin Liuli]

The sword blade made of ice jade penetrated into the chest of the woman in front of her with the coldness in an instant. She turned her wrist, and the next stunning sword light that dazzled Pei Ye rose again, but this was no longer the case between the two of them. It's man's turn.

Pei Ye had never seen Mingyun use such a bright and powerful sword.

[Shan Yu] and Gu She's sword resolutely intersected. Pei Ye was torn apart by the sword energy and flew away. On the sword platform, Ming Yun once again grasped the hilt of the glazed sword. The two white clothes were like two white cranes, and the wide sword platform was As it passed by, Gushe was penetrated through the heart and nailed to the round wall.

In the quietness, the surrounding clouds rolled like waves.

Ming Yun took a deep breath and looked back at the young man who stood up on the ground. He said nothing with his calm eyes, but quietly curled his lips at him.

Pei Ye didn't say anything, but his smile was much brighter, weakly showing his bright white teeth.

Even though he was only affected by the aftermath of the sword, the boy who somehow avoided it was still covered in wounds, which were even more serious than the girl.