Chapter 2
Having a fairy sword is the greatest honor and satisfaction for the sword fairy. Even if the immortals and gods have to be indifferent and clear-hearted, have no desire and no thoughts, but who is not greedy for the affection and love that death cannot stop?
The fairy sword has always been Shuiying's most devout desire, but no one is willing to sacrifice their soul for her. In all the memories from human to immortal, she has always been lonely. The master said that if she committed a lonely star, she would be lonely for the rest of her life. The water shadow was shocked. A person's life is only a hundred years, but how long will a fairy's life be?She didn't dare to think about it.
After the master ascended, Shuiying guarded an empty Biyan Pavilion alone. Kunling often came to see her. His eyes were deeply reflected in her shadow, but she pretended not to see it. One person was already lonely. Will two people be more lonely?
Not long ago, the remnants of the Chiyou Department made trouble again. They attacked the heavenly world with a lightning-fast raid, and unexpectedly hit the South Heavenly Gate. The Emperor of Heaven urgently ordered all the Kunshan Sword Immortals to escort the upper world to destroy the chaotic party. Shuiying also went. At that time, she only had a green frost sword without spiritual power in her hand. In the melee, Kunling has been protecting her side and resisting all the dangers for her.
Although the Chiyou people are brave and good at fighting, how can they be outnumbered? The battle quickly came to an end. The victory in the heavenly world has been decided. The Emperor of Heaven ordered: All the remnants of Chiyou, kill without mercy!So people from all walks of life dispersed to find and kill the remaining Chiyou people. Shuiying saw Liuhuo at that time. The stubborn Chiyou teenager was besieged by a team of heavenly soldiers. He was covered in blood, but he was still waving the knife in his palm. Shuiying looked at him from afar. His fiery red hair floated in the white fog of the sky, like a bloody flag. His golden eyes were full of despair and unwillingness. . His appearance shocked Shui Ying, and there was a strange throbbing in his heart, which was as calm as water.
His resistance finally became weaker and weaker, and the circle surrounding him was getting smaller and smaller. He was like a seriously injured beast, no longer able to hold a knife, and the sound of the blade landing was dull and chaotic, like the death knell. The heavenly soldiers sneered and raised their halberds to stab him. The moment he fell down, a clear woman shouted harshly, "Stop!"
They turned around and saw that the person who came was a sword fairy, so they obediently put away their blades and made way. Shuiying came over, reached out to help the dying teenager, and asked softly, "What's your name?"
"Are you here to catch prisoners... delusion!" He pushed her hand away with all his strength and struggled to stand up. Several bloody spears pushed him fiercely again.
"Don't..." Shuiying stopped in a panic and looked back at him. "I'm not hostile. I just want to know your name!"
"No hostility!" A sneer appeared on his bloody face. Huo Ran turned around and looked at her: "My name is Liuhuo! Miss Jianxian, who is not hostile, are you going to take me to ask for credit?"
."I..." Shuiying was speechless for a moment. His golden eyes were burning with anger and hatred, staring at him, which made her at a loss. She was stunned for a moment and opened her mouth to surprise her, "I will save you, I will definitely save you!"
The air froze, and the heavenly soldiers looked at each other, and Liu Huo was also stunned. He looked at her in a daze for a long time, as if to see her sincerity. A trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, and a slight desolate smile condensed at the corners of his mouth. He said gloomily, "Thank you, but you can't save me, no one can save me!"
He said and struggled to get up, "Do you want to escape?" The heavenly soldiers shouted fiercely and surrounded them again. Liu Huo sneered, and his eyes swept over them, condensing on the distant sky, which was the south of the sky and the hometown of the Yan clan. Don't worry, I won't run away.The people of the Chiyou clan, if they win, they will live, if they lose, they will die. There is no escape!" His voice was hoarse and desolate, but with unquestionable pride and firmness.
Everyone was intimidated by his momentum and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Shuiying looked at the blood-stained and stubborn back of the teenager, stunned and speechless. There was no joy of the winner in his heart, which was unspeakable sadness.
Liu Huo knelt down facing the south and bowed three heads solemnly. Then, he straightened his back, and a cold light flashed in his hand.
"Slow down!" Shuiying exclaimed and rushed forward, but it was too late to stop it. Liuhuo's body fell down, and a dagger was deeply pierced into his chest.
Shuiying rushed over and picked him up. Maybe his blood was so red that it stinged her eyes.Tears flowed down in an instant and fell on the face of the fire. He opened his eyes to look at her with difficulty and gasped, "Who are you?"
"I'm Shuiying." She wiped away the blood and tears on his face and choked.
"Water Shadow..." He muttered her name, "I remember..."
Shuiying held the gradually cold corpse, and Mu Ran didn't move. But an idea that made her shocked and frightened rose in her heart, which gradually became clear and firm, as solid as a rock, and did not allow her to hesitate.
The battle ended with the destruction of the whole Chiyou clan. The Emperor of Heaven ordered that the souls of all the Chiyou clan should be thrown into the blood pool of hell, and they could not escape forever. This order was too cruel, but under the anger of the Emperor of Heaven, no one dared to disobey the order.The judge of the Yin Division took the inventory of the undead day and night. Three days later, he reported to the upper world. Thirty-six thousand dead souls were all there, only the soul of Liuhuo was missing, and he was nowhere to be found everywhere.
Everyone was in an uproar. Where can a lonely soul who has been destroyed escape? Where does a person in the world dare to take such a big risk to hide his soul? Tianyan's anger stirred people's panic. When everyone was at a loss, a heavenly soldier reported and he was on fire. When he headed himself, a sword fairy named Shuiying was by his side.
The news shocked Kunling. He immediately realized what had happened. The soul of the fire must be in the Dingtian furnace of casting the sword. No wonder he could not be found in all directions and eight worlds. No one knows Shuiying's wayward stubbornness and her desire for the fairy sword better than him. She must use the soul of flowing fire to refine the sword. She has always acted so righteously and completely ignored the consequences.
The water shadow was indeed on the Xuanyuan platform at the top of Kunshan, looking at the red iron pulp rolling in the huge tripod sword furnace under the stage. The soul of flowing fire has been dissolved in it, and everything is irreparable.
If it hadn't been for Kunling's dying plea, Shuiying would have escaped the death crime. After a storm, Kunling was expelled from the heavenly world and demoted to Tianyi Pavilion to practice books; while Shuiying, although she was spared the death crime, was exiled to the mortal world. He had to go through seven disasters to return to the Kunshan fairyland.The only good thing is that the fire sword still in the furnace finally belongs to her.
A year later, the flowing fire sword was refined and released. The golden-red long sword is scorching and gorgeous, stunning and gorgeous, which makes Shuiying very surprised. But what I heard in my ear was full of cold ridicule: "Look at the demonic color, it is worthy of being refined by the souls of the rebels."Well, it's really a loss of the face of the sword fairy to refine the sword with the soul of the rebel." Don't worry. Let's see how she asks the sword. That's a good joke." ..."
Shuiying has heard a lot of such gossip and doesn't care about it. Anyway, Kunling is always by her side, without complaint. His smile is still gentle, and the warmth of her palm makes her feel at ease. Shuiying has deep gratitude and apology, and even vague regret. If it hadn't been for the original single-mindedness, she might have been able to stay with him quietly forever.
But no matter heaven or earth, there is no place to buy regret medicine. The moment that made Shuiying the most embarrassed finally came. As others said, asking a sword would be the most difficult check mark for her.