“Brother Xiao Chen told me that the place is below a cliff, and the news that the army is camped outside the capital has spread throughout the capital. Now several groups of people are sneaking over every day, so we can’t all leave,” Ji Fengyao said.
Ji Chenhai understood her meaning and said, "Then you, Xiao Jiu, Feng Ming, and Xiao Chen, the four of you who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, will go. You can fly down on your swords, so you can go in the dark and return in the dark. You can go quickly and hide your whereabouts."
Upon hearing this, the magpie pouted in disappointment.
This was the first time Wuying, Wuhen, and Wushang hadn't been able to act with their master, and they were somewhat disappointed. However, knowing that the current period was sensitive and that this matter was of great significance, they remained silent.
The moon is slightly above the middle of its orbit.
Shang Xiye, Ji Fengyao, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao quietly slipped out of their respective tents.
The four of them sneaked into the depths of the dense forest, nodded to each other in tacit agreement, and each summoned a longsword to fly into the air towards the cliff where Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao had fallen.
"This ordinary sword is still a bit lacking; it consumes too much spiritual energy." Ji Fengyao, who was used to using spiritual swords, was very dissatisfied with the ordinary iron sword at her feet.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.
Ji Fengyao took out a long sword that gleamed with a faint purple light from her storage ring and said to Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao, "Hold it and see who is destined to be with this sword."
"What do you mean by fate?" Ji Fengming asked curiously, snatching the sword away and examining it. "This sword is just a bit oddly colored, but there's nothing special about it. Sister, don't tell me this is a precious sword."
"It's not really a precious sword, just a low-grade spiritual sword. However, it's several levels better than the iron swords you use. The key is that it has its own lightning attribute, which is quite rare." Ji Fengyao spoke cheerfully, her eyebrows dancing as she spoke, making everyone feel happy and joyful.
Ji Fengming wondered, "Lightning attribute?"
Is that brat trying to fool him?
Why didn't he sense any lightning attribute?
“Let me see,” Black Owl said.
The next second, he had a sword in his hand.
Ji Fengming smiled broadly and urged, "Take a look and see if you have a connection with it."
Ji Fengyao's lips twitched:
Does her brother owe Xiao Chen a lot of money?
Look at how ingratiating he is, it's almost like when he asked her for the elixir!
Shang Xiye also slightly lowered his brows, a thoughtful look flashing across his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, revealing nothing.
Black Owl took the sword and flicked his wrist.
The long, dark purple sword was drawn, its blade shimmering with purple light like ripples spreading across water.
A chilling sword intent naturally emanated from Black Owl.
A strong wind in mid-air caressed him, blowing the strands of hair around his ears and stroking his clothes.
In that instant, he seemed to have become a sword immortal.
Sharp, ethereal, and unattainable.
Stimulated by the chilling sword intent, Shang Xiye's calm sea of consciousness suddenly trembled.
Many dormant fragments of memory glimpsed a faint light amidst the tremors, beginning to show signs of awakening.
Shang Xiye raised her eyes and looked at Hei Xiao again:
He always felt that there was a special, indescribable feeling between them.
Because of this feeling, they are willing to give their lives for each other without any reason.
They had known each other for twenty years.
They never suspected each other.
I never intended to deceive or betray the other party!
Despite the difference in their social status, they should have been mortal enemies.
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