sword from heaven

Chapter 18 Emergence
He clasped his fists and turned to leave. Mei Ying stared at his back, her jade hand gripped the sword hilt vigorously, and there were faint veins under her jade skin.

She is resisting the urge to stab with a sword, this guy is too hateful!

Song Yunge returned to Tianyue Bieyuan, came to Zhuo Xiaowan's courtyard, before knocking on the door, Zhuo Xiaowan's voice came: "Brother Song, please come in."

Song Yunge opened the door and entered the courtyard. Zhuo Xiaowan, who was dressed in white clothes like snow, was holding a scroll and reading in the small pavilion.

A gust of wind blew, lightly brushing a strand of hair hanging from her ear, and brushing over her white jade-like face, making her more demure and elegant.

She gently placed the scroll on the stone table, raised her eyes and looked at him.

Song Yunge went into the booth and cupped his fists: "Junior Sister Zhuo."

Zhuo Xiaowan's eyes were clear, and she said calmly, "Senior Brother Song, haven't you given up yet?"

"Just disturb this time, if you still don't agree, Junior Sister Zhuo, then forget it."

"tell me the story."

Song Yunge sat across from her, and said slowly: "In front of Junior Sister Zhuo, I will tell the truth."

He started talking about Mei Rui's provocation, how he won the money in a bet, how he met a demon king, and how he wanted to solve it privately without the help of Suzaku Wei, how he fought secretly with Mei Ying, and finally made a bet, Mei Ying Ying agreed.

He is frank and selfless, without any reservations, and even expressed his thoughts when he was secretly fighting with Mei Ying.

Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying are diametrically opposed personalities, if you use Mei Ying's method to deal with Zhuo Xiaowan, you are asking for trouble.

So when he dealt with Zhuo Xiaowan, he was being honest, and telling the truth could actually move her.

Others probably don't know that she has the ability to penetrate people's hearts and see into details, so they have to hide their small thoughts in front of her, and they are under the pressure of being ashamed, so they can't help lying.

This is exactly what she hates so much. Faced with her being so honest and honest, she will find it novel instead.

Zhuo Xiaowan couldn't see any joy or anger, and said lightly: "One million taels, you have confidence in me."

"Assuming you only won 100 million taels of Mei Rui, is Junior Sister Zhuo interested?"

"I have a question. Senior Brother Song, what is the purpose of this siege? It shouldn't be just for credit, right?"

She didn't ask why Song Yunge was sure that it was the Demon Lord, so she must not be mistaken, even if she was wrong, it would be fine.

He spent too much effort on this matter, and was willing to take risks, even if he and Mei Ying were there, they couldn't protect him.

Song Yunge said slowly: "Junior Sister Zhuo, I just do it for credit!...Junior Sister Zhuo, you are the sword master when you come to Daluo City. You may not know the pain of being a swordsman. There are too few opportunities to get credit. Desperate,... In my opinion, such an opportunity may only be this once, and it must not be let go!"

The most important thing to him is the soul. Once reported, as a little swordsman, he is not allowed to approach and fight, and he has no chance to devour the soul of the demon.

If you can't devour your soul and rely on self-cultivation, when can you become the sword master, sword master or even the sword god?Standing on top of a human being and looking down on all beings? !

"...Okay, I agree." Zhuo Xiaowan nodded lightly.

Song Yunge breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally done, and smiled: "Thank you, Junior Sister Zhuo!"

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly and picked up the scroll.

Song Yunge suppressed his melancholy, secretly sighed that he was about to leave again, he couldn't stay longer, got up and said, "Junior Sister Zhuo, let's meet at the Chaoran Building tomorrow morning, I will come and let you know."

Zhuo Xiaowan nodded lightly, her gaze fell on the book.

Song Yunge turned and left.

This Junior Sister Zhuo is really cold, any man who comes into contact with her will be beaten to pieces, and she wants to quit.

The next morning, Feng Jin came to him first and gave him three longevity pills.

He quietly bought it from someone else, so that Song Yunge would not have to wait too long, so he dealt with it first, and he would be back tomorrow after Xuntianhou.

Song Yunge went to inform Zhuo Xiaowan first, and then went to Chaoran Building with Feng Jin.

Yang Yunyan was already waiting in the Chaoran Building, and when he saw them, he hurriedly waved.

Song Yunge looked at Yang Yunyan in secret, there was nothing unusual, he didn't look hungover, it didn't seem to affect him, it seemed that he really didn't have any affection for Yang Song.

After the three of them had dinner, they waited for another half an hour before seeing Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying.

The two women appeared almost at the same time, both dressed in white, and both covered their beautiful faces with white veils, revealing only their bright eyes.

One is slender and graceful, the other is plump and graceful. Standing together, the two women are still eye-catching even though they are wearing white gauze.

After seeing each other, they nodded slightly without speaking.

Song Yunge led everyone downstairs.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, Feng Jin greeted a graceful girl not far away. After whispering for a while, he handed her a letter and returned to Song Yunge.

He nodded at Song Yunge.

Zhuo Xiaowan didn't seem to see it, and Mei Ying pretended not to see it. She wanted to keep aloof in front of Zhuo Xiaowan, and didn't ask any questions.

"Let's go." Song Yunge led the crowd through the crowd to a quiet alley.

In the early morning, Daluo City was quiet, and there were no people in the alleys.

Everyone walked slowly in the alley, Song Yunge said to Yang Yunyan: "Yunyan, the two of us are here to claim credit, who let us discover the Demon Lord."

Yang Yunyan smiled embarrassedly.

She did come here to take credit, which is too much, so she can only come here with a thick skin.

If she hadn't done too much to resist this temptation, she would never have dared to come. The Demon Lord was too dangerous for the two of them, and they couldn't resist even one move.

Mei Ying snorted: "You are looking for death on your own, as I said, just tell me, Zhuo Xiaowan and Feng Jin, the three of us will go!"

"That's exactly what I mean." Song Yunge nodded: "Let's watch the battle from afar. If you win, we'll run over to make money. If you lose, we'll run away."

"You're really thick-skinned, you really have the guts to say it!" Mei Ying curled her red lips and said, "However, are you really a Demon Lord? Don't play tricks on us! You won't be spared!"

"Trust my eyes!" Song Yunge pointed to his own eyes.

Only Feng Jin and Yang Yunyan knew of his Hopeful Qi Technique, no one else knew about it, and he didn't want others to know, lest he become a target of public criticism.

Only when one becomes a sword master or a sword master and has the power to protect oneself can it be leaked.

Mei Ying looked into his eyes and was even more disdainful.

Song Yunge shook his head: "Anyway, it's up to the three of you, be careful, the Demon Lord is not that easy to kill!"

"Troubleshooting, we're too lazy to talk to you, a little swordsman, so hurry up and hide!" Mei Ying snorted.

Song Yunge's face changed slightly.

He was mentally strong, so his intuition for danger was more acute, and he suddenly felt something strange. He suddenly turned around and saw an old man in green robe standing behind them.

"Hehe..." The green-robed old man grinned at him, showing his neat and white teeth: "Are you looking for an old man? Hey!"

He let out a soft hey, and Yang Yunyan fell limply to the ground.

"It's him!" Song Yunge uttered three words with difficulty, and fell limply, closing his eyes.

His eyes turned black for a while, his blood was surging, and he almost passed out, but relying on his tyrannical spirit, he insisted on not being unconscious.

He took the opportunity to fall to the ground, started to operate Zhetian Jue, and at the same time started to operate the Great Demon Heaven Sacrifice Yuanjutsu, preparing for a sneak attack.

"Junior brother!" Feng Jin's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!"

A gust of wind surged around him, making his clothes rattle, and the small sword between his eyebrows spun at high speed, drawing down majestic force.

"Bang!" Before he could draw his sword out of its sheath, he was hit in the back by the green-robed old man, spraying blood and hitting the bluestone wall with arrows, and passed out instantly, slipping limply into a paralyzed mud.

(End of this chapter)