BigSword Fairy Water Shadow

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"They never recognize Bao'er!" As he said, he leaned over and picked up the swaddling clothes and looked at him madly. "I rushed there. It was too late. There was only a piece of land that had been smashed and compacted in front of me, and Yueying and Baoer were buried below. I don't have any tools to dig the soil. I only have one hand. I dig desperately with my hands. The skin is broken and the flesh is falling off, and the nails are falling off. I don't feel pain. At dawn, I finally dug open the pit. There is only Bao'er in the pit. He is dead, and his eyes are still wide open. She can't close her eyes!" He sent the swaddling clothes to the water shadow and smiled, "Look, how cute the baby is. He is looking at you, looking at this world, this world that doesn't allow him to live!"

Shuiying closed her eyes in fear. She did not dare to face the withered young corpse, a baby who had been dead for 50 years. His eyes were open and froze in an eternal moment, the moment of death.

He lowered his head, put his old face on the child's stiff face lovingly, and whispered, "I took Baoer home. I broke up with my wife, cut off relations with my parents, drove away all the maids in the family, and vowed never to see any women again. I killed Baoer with my own hands. I want him to accompany me forever! "

Shuiying was speechless. He regretted that he shouldn't have said it sharply and sprinkled salt on his wound. After a long silence, she sighed and said, "He Yuanwai, are you really sure that Yue Ying is not dead? However, if she is alive......"

"She's not dead, no! Why do you even want her to die!" He suddenly looked up, his blood-red eyes stared at Shuiying angrily, and roared. There is only Baoer in that pit, and Yueying is still alive. She has too much hatred to vent. She blocked this peace episode and kept killing people! One day she will come and kill me. After killing me, she won't kill anyone else. I've been looking forward to her coming, so that I can see her again and reunite with Baoer. He held Aizi's body tightly and cried bitterly. The hissing and painful cry was like an angry complaint.

Shuiying had nothing more to say. She ran out of the deep house like yesterday. Leaving the gray-haired old man sad alone, she sympathized with the sadness, but she was powerless to help. No one in the world can heal his pain. Perhaps only death is the only relief.

Shuiying remembered what the master said, "love" is the most terrible disaster in heaven and earth, because there is never a right way out. It is wrong to say, it is wrong to do, and it is wrong to break up and disperse! Even if an immortal is a god, once you fall into it, you will be in no return.

At first, she didn't believe it. How could intangible things be so powerful? Just take it as a joke. Only today did I see the power of "love" and know that the master did not talk nonsense. I hope he will never fall in love. Shuiying prayed secretly, but Kunling's face shook in front of him. His care, his gentleness, and his words at the time of parting suddenly surged into his mind like a tide. Why did he be good to her? Could it be that he is her love robbery?

No, no! Shuiying shook his head desperately, trying to throw this terrible idea out of his mind.Kunling is her elder brother, and her knowledgeAlready, the only person she can trust. He will not be her disaster, never!

Shuiying struggled with chaotic thinking for a long time, and then gradually regained his calm. Only then did he remember that the top priority now was to rescue Ping An Ji from the magic barrier.

Yue Ying's life and death are the most confusing mystery for her. If Yueying really didn't die, who saved her? Why don't you rescue Bao'er together? She is just an ordinary woman. How can she kill so many people? She also robbed their souls, and even Yin Si didn't dare to care about her. It's impossible at all! If she is alive, she is just a mortal. Even if she dies, she is just a dying soul. No matter what, she can't have such mana and authority!

The water shadow was meditating, and unconsciously he had come to the bottom of the bitter cypress tree at the entrance of the town, and in front of him was the vast dark sea of sand. She looked up, and the doubts in her heart were even more. Although this sea of sand is just an illusion, she can't crack it; not only her, but maybe even Kunling can't do anything about it. She tore off a piece of clothes and threw it into the black sand. As soon as the snow-white silk fell, it was sucked in in an instant, without any trace.

The shadow of the water is shocking. The clothes worn by the sword immortals are all spun and woven in the Yunni courtyard of the heavenly world, and then sewn by the heavenly women with the needles made of cloud whale bones, the so-called "seamless clothes". Such clothes already have a light fairy spirit. Even if it falls into the water of Wangchuan in Yinsi, it will not sink. The sand of this illusion swallowed it crisply, and the water shadow couldn't help but think of the danger that day. If she had fallen at that time, she would have sunk so quickly!

If such a real and terrible illusion was created by Yueying, Shuiying would not believe it in his dream. Yue Ying may be just a puppet. The one who caused all this tragedy was the one who rescued her at the beginning. The two ghost envoys also said that the man was so powerful that they couldn't afford to provoke him. What can scare Yin Si is by no means that poor woman.

Shuiying is satisfied with his inference. But who is "that person"? Where is he? How can she beat him? A series of questions made her frown tightly and was at a loss.

"Are you scared?" A cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and she asked with a sneer.

The fire trembled violently, and the water shadow understood who was behind her in an instant. She swung the sword with her backhand, stabbed it back, and then turned around.

"Well, your swordsmanship is really good!" It was the man's voice that was talking, but what Shuiying saw was not a person, but a chaotic shadow. There is no head and face, no body and limbs, just a dark light and shadow, floating in mid-air, light and fluttering in the golden-red sword light.

The water shadow was unconsciously stunned, but the subordinates did not slow down at all. A sword was as fast as a sword. The sharp sword spirit spread, and the branches and leaves of the bitter cypress tree fell one after another, like a dark and light green rain. The crying of the wronged souls sounded again, sobbing and mourning, the wounds were tragic, the sky was suddenly dark, and the dark clouds were heavy, rolling up from the sky, as if a heavy rain was coming. The cry is getting louder and louder, closer and closer, layer by layer, and resounds through the clouds.

Dark lightDizzy, the golden sword spirit, the snow-white gauze, and the green leaf rain, four vivid colors are entangled in a ball under the gloomy sky, and the mourning of resentful ghosts echoed around, which is enchanting, strange and creepy.

The light of the sword of the fire was denser, tightly trangling the dark shadow. The water shadow, which had suppressed for many days, turned into murderous gas and poured out. The shadow had no time to speak anymore, and it was a little difficult to dodge. The offensive of the water shadow became more and more urgent, and it was tight step by step. Suddenly, with a clear whistle, it flew up, and even the people and swords turned into a rainbow and pierced into the dark shadow.

The black shadow trembled and hummed, and the dark light suddenly turned into sharp arrows, densely shooting at the water shadow. The shadow of the water turned over in the air, dancing with fire, forming a barrier of sword spirit, and shooting down all the arrows. Those arrows turned into dark drops of water and fell, and each drop of water eroded the ground into a deep pit the size of a bowl, and the thick smoke hit people.The water shadow hurriedly held his breath, retreated far away, and couldn't help but change his color. If he was shot by these arrows, the consequences would be unimaginable. Only then did she find that there was a drop of ink-black blood condensed on the tip of the sword. She couldn't help but be aspred. What kind of monster was this? Even the blood was black!