Once the sword is drawn, the world will know
"What's the big deal?" Bai Changqing jumped down and slowly approached Xiao Cha. "With just a flick of my finger, this place can be razed to the ground."
"What do you want?" Xiao Cha retreated cautiously, his eyes fixed on the other party. Lacking any handy tools, he slowly clenched his fist. He knew that such a threat would be like an egg hitting a rock against Bai Changqing, a thousand-year-old demon, but this fist became his only remaining source of confidence.
Bai Changqing showed his tail behind him, licked his dry lips and said slowly: "Brother, did he call you that?"
"When I was unconscious, I seemed to smell a very tempting smell."
"And—brother, you seem to have that smell~"
Smell, what smell...
Xiao Cha frowned, as if suddenly realizing something, and remembered the Pure Yang Body that had caused her so much trouble in her previous life.
Could it be that this damn system actually followed me? This damn system doesn’t care about human affairs at all! !
Bai Changqing looked at the change in his expression and felt amused in his heart, but the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze. Just now, when he looked at the person in front of him, he felt that something was wrong.
Now that I look at it carefully, I realize that the boy looks just like the person I've been 'obsessed with' in the past few years.
"You look somewhat like someone I once met."
"who?"
"My only biological brother is the one in the house." Xiao Cha pointed behind him without changing his expression and continued, "Young Master, please be careful with your words. Don't let your words tarnish the innocence of my mother and father."
“Hahahahahaha!”
Bai Changqing laughed mockingly, and walked forward quickly, supported by his huge black tail.
Xiao Cha saw a pair of sharp claws with distinct joints reaching out to the cloth on his forehead, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.
"Zila!" The sleeve on the arm was torn off.
Three blood marks appeared on the boy's slender white arms.
Xiao Cha gasped in pain and wanted to reach out to cover it, but was firmly restrained by a shiny black tail.
The black fox man in front of him breathed suddenly faster, his chest heaving violently, and the scent of blood filled his nostrils, making him stare at the three fresh scars, unable to take his eyes away.
He smelled the scent of blood almost greedily. There was no part of his body that was not clamoring to get the boy. At this moment, he wished he could split the boy in half and then merge the hot blood and flesh into his own bones and flesh!
"Pure Yang Body! It's really a Pure Yang Body, exactly the same as that little human from more than ten years ago!" Bai Changqing lowered his head and wanted to lick the blood flowing from the wound on the boy's arm.
But the black-haired boy's attempt to pull it out with all his strength directly angered Bai Changqing.
He raised his hand and pressed it against Xiao Cha's face without any hesitation.
The boy was immediately slapped to the ground.
Xiao Cha reached out and gently touched the side of his face, and felt a wave of pain in his jaw. He knew that if the person in front of him had used a little more force, he would not have been slapped to the ground.
But Xiao Cha originally wanted to take a step back and endure it, pretending to obey, but when he saw that person getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly felt "nauseous". The feeling was so real that it was almost an instinctive reaction of his body.
"I don't know what's good for me!"
"You are just a mortal, no one can save you here!" Bai Changqing grabbed Xiao Cha's collar and tried to pull him up from the ground.
The boy was thin and was lifted up in the air by him. His collar rubbed against the tender flesh of his neck, causing a large area to turn red.
Xiao Cha was deliberately stubborn, just looking at him indifferently, then gave him a faint smile, "Really?"
Xiao Song appeared behind Bai Changqing at some point, hitting him on the back of the head with a hammer in his hand.
Bai Changqing swept his tail, and the whole person flashed like lightning and jumped to the side.
Xiao Cha was released and fell heavily to the ground.
He had just taken a breath of fresh air when his head began to hurt again because of the slap. He forced himself to stay conscious, reached out and pulled Xiao Song's mouth, gestured three words.
'Liuli Sect'
"no."
Xiao Song's hands were covered in cold sweat. The scene that just happened almost scared him to death. He didn't know when this person appeared in the yard and almost took his brother's life, and he didn't even know it.
Now no matter how his younger brother asks him to leave, he won't leave. If he leaves, who will protect him?
Xiao Cha didn't know that Xiao Song had so many concerns. She just saw the stubbornness in his eyes and immediately realized that no matter how she tried to persuade Xiao Song to leave, she would not succeed.
The family members never leave.
This made Xiao Cha calm down and think about how to deal with it next.
Soon there was a breakthrough.
If a pure yang body can be carried into this life despite being weak or sick, then can the demon-killing sword that severely injured Bai Changqing in the previous life also be summoned?
Xiao Cha swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling, and tentatively whispered, "Demon Slayer Sword, obey my command and return quickly!"
*
In Baishi City at the foot of Liuli Sect Mountain.
In the flower building.
Song Liubai, who was originally leaning on the couch with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, not bothering to put on his shoes, and walked barefoot on the cold floor towards the back of the house. He made a gesture with his hand, and a door appeared where the vase was originally placed.
But before he could push the door open, a sword emitting a murderous aura quickly rushed out of the door.
The house was set into an illusion by Song Liubai, and the sword could not find a way out, so it could only bump around in the house. After a while, it had made several holes in the roof.
Did he return? Or... did the sword recognize a new master? No, once a sword recognizes a master and the master dies, its consciousness will be sealed and dormant for a hundred years.
"Is it really you?!"
Song Liubai looked at the sword, a trace of obsessive paranoia flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes sank again.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out several high-level tracking talismans and a hiding talisman from the space, stuck them on the sword one by one, opened the illusion, and let the flying sword fly out.
No matter what, go and take a look.
Song Liubai followed the sword and disappeared into the windy night.
That night, the rest of the people in the brothel did not stay still. Instead, they received orders from Song Liubai and secretly gathered together to plan their next plan.
at the same time.
Even though a high-level concealing talisman was attached to the sword, the power and momentum of the second best sword in the world still could not hide from the eyes of the people on Liuli Mountain and the people in the city.
Soon, the news spread throughout Baishi City.
"Young master, I have something to report!" Hu Man'er, who had lost his youthful spirit, had a tired and weathered look on his face. He knelt outside Hu Qianji's bedroom in a purple robe and shouted loudly.
But all he got in response was the sounds of pleasure from the bedroom, each louder than the last.
If there were other people here who saw this scene, they would definitely spread rumors that the Young Master Liuli was a playboy.
Hu Man'er waited for a few seconds. When the people in the inner room still didn't respond, he bravely said, "Just now, a sword flashed from the ceiling of Baishi City!"
"Hey, young master, you are so bad. There are people here~" a soft and coquettish male voice said dissatisfiedly.
"Serve me well." Hu Qianji's voice was low and carried a hint of impatience.
"Yes~"
After a long while, Hu Qianji's voice came from the inner room and said coldly: "If there is nothing else, please leave."
Hu Man'er lowered his head even lower, "Young Master! I've seen that sword light before. It glowed red, and the murderous aura emanating from it caused a frenzy of ghosts. It was the Demon-Slaying Sword!!!"
moment.
The noise in the room suddenly died down a lot.
A moment later, the door was pushed open, and a man in a robe walked out with a charming young man in his arms.
The two of them were very close, and there were many ambiguous traces on the boy's exposed thighs. Needless to say, it was clear how passionate they were in the room just now.
The young man puffed up his cheeks, his fingers resting on Hu Qianji's chest. He stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss to the corner of Hu Qianji's mouth. He pretended to be angry but softly reproached him, saying, "That sword is so important. Young Master, go early today. Remember me when you come back."
After the boy finished speaking, he lifted his clothes and walked out of the back door, looking back from time to time with a seductive look.
Hu Qianji straightened his collar, slowly took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped off the rouge that was a declaration of sovereignty on his neck bit by bit.
Over the years, his bedmates have changed one after another, but this young man is the first one who can stay with him for more than a year.
But the boy didn't know that Hu Qianji was a heartless person. When he was in a good mood, he would be caring and indulgent, but when he was in a bad mood, these actions would be crossing the line.
"Tsk." Hu Qianji lowered his eyebrows and looked at the rouge wiped off on the snow-white handkerchief in his hand, with the disgust in his eyes revealed without any concealment.
Hu Qianji walked up to Hu Man'er and asked casually, "For so many years, I asked you to find the Demon Slayer Sword, but you couldn't find it. And now, today, the Demon Slayer Sword flew out from our Liuli Sect territory. Haha!"
"A bunch of trash! I'll come back and settle the score with you. Get up now."
"Yes!" Hu Maner stood up.
Hu Qianji stretched lazily, his joints making a slight crackling sound, but his tone was as cold as ice. "Summon the 'Deadpool' down the mountain, and be careful this time. I want to keep the one holding the Demon-Slaying Sword alive, and kill the rest if you must."
Hu Man'er was stunned. In his haste, he had been so focused on talking about the Demon Slayer Sword that he had forgotten another important matter. He bowed his head and said, "Young Master, please spare Bai Changqing's life. The direction the Demon Slayer Sword flew from is heading towards the mountains ten miles away. Half a cup of tea ago, a trace of spiritual energy flashed there. It was Bai Changqing's aura."
“Snap—”
Hu Qianji withdrew his hand. His eyes were like poisoned knives as he looked at Hu Man'er, who had slightly turned his head. He said angrily, "Hu Man'er, there won't be a next time."
We can't delay any longer. With Bai Changqing's means, he will definitely find the person holding the sword, and then make a fatal move. If the sword falls into Bai Changqing's hands, it will definitely be a disaster. And what if the person holding the sword is that person?
Hu Qianji no longer looked at him, turned around and walked out quickly: "Go down the mountain."
"yes."
Hu Maner followed behind Hu Qianji, holding the sword in his hand and not daring to waste a moment, flying on the sword.
Shortly after the two left.
A seemingly ordinary sound transmission talisman accurately passed through the Liuli Sect's barrier, found the Liuli Sect's main hall, and stuck on the hall.
The man's intentions are worthy of death. It seems that this sound transmission note is not only meant for the sect leader, but also for informing everyone in the sect.
Within half an hour, the news of the sound transmission note had spread throughout the entire Liuli Sect, and many disciples had come to the gate of the main hall to watch the excitement. Everyone was curious about who this "audacious" person was who dared to enter the Liuli Sect.
Nangong Ye, who was originally practicing in the bedroom, had no choice but to come over and loudly scolded the crowd gathered at the entrance of the hall. The disciples of Liuli Sect did not dare to stay any longer and scattered.
At this time, Nangong Ye stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to prepare to take off the sound transmission talisman on the gate hall.
But no one knew what kind of spell pattern was written on the sound transmission talisman, which stuck firmly to the hall and refused to budge. Nangong Ye had to use 60% of his strength to successfully take it down.
After unlocking the lock on the sound transmission talisman, a few lines of words appeared on it, and a man's contemptuous and mocking voice came to my ears.
"The Liuli Sect controls three major cities. It was founded 1,500 years ago, but only about thirty of them have achieved immortality. It's a ridiculously small sect. If you disobey the Yinghua Pavilion, you'll see what happens. This notice is an order. I'll send one every three days. Anyone who sends more than three notices will be considered a traitor and will be killed."
"Take care of yourself, Nangong Ye."
"Yinghua Pavilion, huh! Where did this evil sect come from? How dare they threaten me!!" After hearing the paper talisman, Nangong Ye was furious and smashed the large stone jade table with one punch.
But Nangong Ye's chest heaved violently because of his anger, and his handsome face became a little ferocious.
After three breaths, he gradually calmed down and looked at the words carefully again. He understood that this letter was sent to his hall and cast a spell so that he could capture it. The first sentence described the details of the sect, which made it clear that Yinghua Pavilion was confident that it could destroy Liuli Sect.
The person behind Yinghua Pavilion is coming for him.
"Damn kid!"
“Someone come!!”
Nangong Ye naturally didn't like being threatened by others. Head-on confrontation was his normal habit. He immediately summoned everyone in the sect to seal off the sect and threatened to kill the person in the letter.
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