Chapter 332 I'm glad you're alive (4000 words, 2 in 1)

"Hongxiu, what do you think the world should be like?"

A woman with short shoulder-length hair turned her head and looked at her sword spirit with a relaxed and freehand smile on her lips.

"It can't be any other way. It's just like this."

The plump woman in the red dress gave the woman with shoulder-length hair a cold look.

"People are killing each other and doing anything for their own selfish desires. No one has any firm beliefs. This world is simply rotten."

"Although this world is rotten, I am beautiful~" The short-haired woman said some irrelevant words.

Hongxiu was speechless and said, "Jianjia, how dare you say that? Look at how short your hair is. How can a woman look like you?"

Jianjia smiled and said, "It's easier to kill enemies with short hair. Otherwise, it's so troublesome to tie your hair up every time. But then again, don't you think it looks bad? I think it looks good."

Hong Xiu snorted twice: "Only you think it looks good."

"You are a hypocrite." Jianjia pinched the fair face of the sword spirit beside her, "When I cut my hair short, your eyes were bright when you looked at me, but now you are tired of looking at me and think it is not beautiful anymore, right?"

Hongxiu slapped the girl's hand and said, "You were mistaken. I always thought you looked ugly with short hair."

"Really?" Jianjia sighed helplessly, "It's already this time, and you're still so hypocritical. You're not honest at all. I tell you, no man will like you if you're like this~"

Hong Xiu rolled her eyes: "I am a sword spirit. It doesn't matter if there are men who like me or not. Even if they do, it won't work out. It's you, the one who has been single for ten thousand years!"

“Hahahaha, I’m single not because no one likes me, but because I don’t like those men.

How could those men conquer me? They are not as good as me. "

Jianjia laughed loudly, not paying any attention to her image. The woman's boldness seemed to be the exact opposite of her name.

Hong Xiu shook her head and looked ahead: "You are about to die, and you have never experienced what it is like to be a woman. Your life is quite a failure."

Jianjia put away her smile and followed Hongxiu's gaze to look forward: "It seems as if you have experienced what it's like to be a woman."

In front of the two men, as far as they could see, were millions of warriors wearing silver-white black armor. These warriors were eight feet tall and held eight-foot-long spears.

They stood neatly in front of the two men, like a white ocean, and a murderous aura filled the sky.

And above these silver-white black-armored warriors, there are mythical beasts and exotic animals hovering, such as real dragons, real phoenixes, vermilion birds, unicorns, basseons, Bifangs, etc.

Further up, there are ten immortal Dharma images looking down from above, as if they are overlooking all living beings.

It seemed as if these ten people were conducting the final judgment on the woman and the sword spirit.

"Jianjia! I'll give you one last chance! Surrender to our Heavenly Court! We'll spare your life!" One of them, who looked like an immortal, spoke.

Jianjia slowly stood up and grasped the blood-red sword beside her: "You old immortals are only capable of this! Now that I have come this far, do you think I will still submit to you?"

"You are so stubborn!" an old man scolded.

"Why waste time talking to her? Just kill her!"

"Kill him. There is no benefit in keeping such a person alive."

"It's a pity to have such a sword immortal."

"It doesn't matter. There are so many seedlings. There will be some in the future."

Above the sky, those old men were talking to each other, and for a moment, the sky was quite noisy.

"Then just kill him."

At this moment, the old man sitting in the middle slowly spoke.

When the old man's voice spread, no one spoke anymore.

"Kill him."

The old man waved his hand.

Millions of heavenly soldiers, armed with spears, rushed towards Jianjia.

“Roar!”

One by one, the divine and ferocious beasts pounced to the ground.

Jianjia gripped the sword more and more tightly, and Hongxiu shook her body and turned into a wisp of red smoke and returned to the sword.

"Hongxiu, this time, I might really die~" Jianjia said to the sword in her hand.

"If I die, I die." Hong Xiu's tone was full of indifference, "I was just a sword in the first place, especially after being refined by these guys, it's better to just destroy it."

"No, I can die, but you can't." Jianjia raised the corner of her mouth, "If I die, there will be thousands of people who will come after me, but if you die, the world will definitely lose a good sword."

Jianjia stepped forward in her embroidered shoes, step by step towards the gods, beasts, and fierce beasts in the sky! "Live! Take my share!"

In the "illusion", Hongxiu's sword energy and Xu Ming's sword energy exploded like a storm.

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers were destroyed, and the spiritual power of those divine beasts that turned into stars dissipated in the air. Volcanoes were destroyed, and magma splashed out, unable to get close to Hongxiu and Xu Ming at all.

Huge smoke and dust filled the entire sky.

Shi Xin felt something was wrong and kept running into the smoke and dust.

As the smoke gradually dissipated.

Shi Xin slowly stopped.

In front of Shi Xin, Xu Ming fainted on the ground and lay in the arms of the woman in the red dress.

The woman in the red dress knelt on the ground, hugged Xu Ming, and rested his head on her thighs. Her red eyelashes trembled gently, and her red lips curled up in a gratified arc. Her perky buttocks and slender waist formed a beautiful curve.

Her red dress was a little torn, revealing her fair and well-proportioned thighs.

There was a hint of trance in her gaze when she looked at Xu Ming, and Shi Xin didn't know what the other person was thinking about.

"Jianjia, it seems that I am quite lucky."

Hongxiu said with a smile, as if talking to herself.

Hong Xiu raised her head and looked at Shi Xin who was not far away: "Don't worry, your lover is fine, he just collapsed from exhaustion."

Shi Xin shook her head: "I'm not his little lover."

"Hahaha." Hongxiu chuckled, "You monks are really interesting."

"Forget it." Hong Xiu shook her head, sighed, and looked around with the changes of time in her eyes. "Little monk, do you know where this place is?"

Shi Xin shook his head.

“This is a cemetery.”

Hongxiu raised her head and looked at the pale red sky.

"The Rootless Secret Realm has existed in the world for tens of thousands of years. You have figured out the rules of the Rootless Secret Realm and created amulets. When a cultivator is in danger of his life, he can use the amulet to escape.

You all come back here every once in a while to look for opportunities and seize treasures.

But you never know how this place came about.

The rootless secret realm is a fragment of the interrupted history in ancient times.

And this place is the burial place of a silly girl. After she died, the sword energy cut the surroundings apart, and the sword realm merged with the surroundings, thus forming a place that is like an illusion but not an illusion.

Those heavenly soldiers and divine and ferocious beasts you see are all the dead souls of that silly girl's subordinates.

That’s why you feel this place is both real and fake.”

Release: “.”

“For countless tens of thousands of years, I have watched people come and go, tested monks one after another, picked and chose, but never found one that suits my taste.

This time the Rootless Secret Realm was destroyed, and I didn’t want to compromise. I thought it was just destroyed.

It doesn't matter if it's destroyed. I've lived long enough anyway.

Unexpectedly, I met a guy with a personality similar to that silly girl.

It’s a pity that it’s a man.”

Shi Xin clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, you have killed many people."

"Killed a lot of people? Hehehe."

Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Little girl, do you know that your ancestor has killed many more people than I have?

Little girl, sometimes we kill so that more lives can survive.

If you don't kill your enemies, your enemies will kill you, your friends, your companions, and everyone behind you!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The so-called Buddhist Dharma is not just about compassion.

Besides, you said that I killed many people, but in my opinion, there is always a gain if there is a loss, and there is a price behind everything you do.

Just take those who enter the Samadhi Cave.

If they want opportunities, I can give them, but they must have the life to get them.

If they don't have the life to take it, then they will leave their lives behind.

In this world, is there any good thing that you can have both? "

Shi Xin lowered his head and thought for a while. After a long while, he raised his head and said, "I have a question that I want to ask you. I wonder if you can answer it."

"I like chatting with someone as clean as you." Hongxiu's eyes curved, "Just say it directly."

"Is it true that only one of us can survive?" Shi Xin asked.

"Of course not."

Hongxiu's smile became even brighter.

Hongxiu raised her head and looked at the sky meaningfully.

"Who made the rules of the world? Why can't we break them? Why should we follow the rules? Do we have to follow all those unreasonable rules?"

The cigarette stuck on the ground has already burned out.

Hong Xiu retracted her gaze and looked at Shi Xin: "Only those who dare to break the rules can live, and I want such a person. If there is only one person left, I will let him live, and he can also take away the treasure I mentioned. After all, it is what I promised.

But for those who dare to draw their swords against me, those who regard their bottom line as more important than their own lives, that's who I'm looking for.

What a pity.

Among the thousands of people in Samadhi Cave, there are only two of you.

But it’s enough.”

Hong Xiu looked at Shi Xin and smiled brightly: "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. If we continue, we will go off topic. I'm afraid you can't bear the consequences of the two things."

Hong Xiu looked at the three boxes and said, "Take all those treasures. This is what you deserve."

Hong Xiu looked at the broken sword beside Xu Ming again: "But I broke his sword, so I have to compensate him."

Hongxiu lightly touched Xu Ming's brow, and a flame rune appeared in the center of Xu Ming's brow, then quickly dimmed.

Hong Xiu gently placed Xu Ming on the ground and stood up: "I am originally a sword spirit. This time, opening this broken sword realm has consumed too much of my energy. I need to sleep for a while.

It won't be long before this place will be shattered and you will appear in the Samadhi Cave.

You tell Xu Ming.

If he wants compensation from me, then go and pull out the sword that is before him.

If he doesn't want it, just leave the sword alone."

After she finished speaking, the red sleeves slowly disappeared like the wind, leaving only her voice: "You two, try your best to survive."

As Hongxiu disappeared, the surrounding space gradually shattered, rocks kept rolling down, and fire rained from the sky.

Shi Xin quickly ran to Xu Ming's side, held Xu Ming gently in his arms, chanted some magic spells, and a big golden bell covered the two of them.

Shi Xin looked at everything collapsing around him, as if it was a rehearsal for the annihilation of the world.

After the space was destroyed and dissipated, Shi Xin and Xu Ming were still in the same cave.

There are quite a few corpses in this cave. All of them are intact. Just as Xu Ming said, after they were swept by the magma, they thought they were dead, so they really died.

As for those monks who died in the "illusion", they naturally died along with that real and fake world. Just like that world, they left nothing behind.

However, in front of Shi Xin, there were three boxes, and in the center of these three boxes, there was a tall stone mountain with a long sword inserted on it.

This long sword is the one held by the woman in the red dress.

In other words, this long sword is the woman in the red dress.

Shi Xin didn't even take a second look at these treasures and swords.

Shi Xin just held Xu Ming quietly, looking at him with blinking eyes, and the Buddha's light emanating from her body healed Xu Ming's body bit by bit.

Fortunately, no monk came into this cave again.

Shi Xin and Xu Ming are not in danger for the time being.

Shi Xin guessed that the woman in red dress must have closed the Samadhi Cave before falling asleep.

Shi Xin didn't know how much time had passed.

It could be two days, or five or six days.

Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

The first scene Xu Ming saw when he opened his eyes was Shi Xin’s pair of golden eyes.

"Am I dead? Are you dead with me?" Looking at Shi Xin's perfect face without any flaws, Xu Ming asked with a smile, wondering if he had gone to hell.

If she went to hell, then the woman in the red dress was quite kind and did not wipe out her soul.

"You are not dead." Shi Xin shook his head.

Xu Ming: "Then it seems we are all alive."

Shi Xin nodded: "Yes."

Xu Ming's lips curled up, and there was still some leisure in his heart: "How does it feel to be alive?"

Shi Xin: “Not bad.”

Xu Ming: "Are you okay?"

Shi Xin nodded: "Yeah, I feel okay."

"but."

Shi Xin blinked gently.

"I'm glad you're alive."

(End of this chapter)