Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Faced with the sudden offensive, Yan Xi Bingxuan was not angry or surprised. Instead, he calmly evaluated the attack while receiving the attack, and he was able to make an understatement with ease.

Regardless of her foundation or level, the Demon Queen is now a bit worse.

The vitality of heaven and earth fell silent, Taishi Xiantian was also affected by the environment, and the distance from Taishi Xiantian further increased.

"A knife is far more reliable than other people and things when your life is in danger."

“Remember this feeling between life and death, and then overcome it.”

After the words fell, the Yanxu sword came out, and after several golden and iron sounds, it cut off the Zhengzheng sword again.

He didn't have any psychological pressure when doing this kind of thing, and he didn't feel any pressure after discovering that the knife could be repaired by itself. He picked up the knife and dropped it, half of the green blade falling to the ground.

Then, the battle from a hundred years ago was reenacted.

The blade was placed on the Demon Queen's neck, and the life-and-death crisis was lifted at this moment.

Clang——

Sheathing the sword, Yan Xi Bingxuan took out a thin book and threw it to the Demon Queen.

"Although the Demon Sword Technique has been modified a lot by you, that is because I allowed you to exist with it. Even with your qualifications, you should be able to understand this sword manual, but you cannot teach it to others."

"Especially without my permission, I will kill anyone you pass it on to."

The sword manual that Yan Xi Bingxuan took out was naturally not the "Demon Sword Art", but a handwritten note written by Wuming. After so many years, it was impossible to cultivate an opponent for himself.

At first, and now, after seeing the Demon Queen's progress twice, Bing Xian has completely given up on this idea.

I don't expect her to be able to innovate on "Demon Sword Jue" and verify it on herself so that she can check for omissions and fill in the gaps. If she has this time, she might as well go into seclusion and meditate. At least she can calm down and polish the foundation.

Having said that, after practicing the "Demon Sword Art", Yan Xibingxian still couldn't destroy his skill body, and the two became strangers from now on.

Then, he asked his master for a volume of notes, which should be able to save her mediocre qualifications, but it was only for her alone, and the rest of the demon sword world was not worthy.

"This is it." The Demon Queen took the thin book, first put away the Zoroastrian Saber and the Broken Blade, and then simply flipped through the book.

This is a book of sword manuals, and also a handbook of a master of swordsmanship.

"You don't have to worry about what it is."

"Thank you."

"Practice Demon Sword Art and travel around the world will inevitably make people think that you are mine. If you die too easily, the reputation I have accumulated over the years will be damaged."

"Are you someone who cares about reputation?"

"No."

Answering casually, Yan Xiu and Bingxuan didn't say anything more, turned around and prepared to leave directly.

At least a hundred-year agreement was made last time. A hundred years later, Yan Xi Bingxuan did come to the demon sword world again. This time he spoke less and stayed for a shorter time.

Even the time of the next meeting is unknown.

"Why leave in a hurry? You are worried about losing your reputation. I am also worried that others will say that I am not polite and do not treat guests well."

"How about we stay and have a drink together for now?"

Putting away the note, the Demon Queen sent an invitation to Yanxi Bingxuan. A table and stool appeared beside the two of them. There was a wine bottle on the table, exuding a light aroma of wine.

"What a troublesome woman." Yan Xiu Bingxuan turned around after hearing this, walked to the table and sat down.

The Demon Queen also walked slowly to the table and sat down, took the wine glass, poured the wine and pushed it to the opposite side.

When drinking, at least take off the mask. It is obviously impossible to say that she is not curious about the face under the mask.

Yan Xibingxuan, who already had some psychological shadow over drinking tea, now really prefers wine. He stretched out his left hand to pick up the wine glass.

"Aren't you worried about my tampering?" the Demon Queen said seemingly casually.

"It doesn't matter." Yan Xiu Bingxuan was equally casual: "Before I drink this glass of wine, you will lose your life first." The Demon Queen was not angry, but took another wine glass and poured herself some wine.

"please."

Then, I saw her raising her glass and drinking it down in one gulp.

It's not that some things can't be done, but that there's no need to do them from the Demon Queen's point of view. She has her own set of views on the current situation.

Yanxi Bingxuan raised his right hand and took off the white jade mask, revealing his handsome face. He placed the mask on the table. At this time, the Demon Queen slowly spoke:

"I didn't expect your appearance under the mask to be like this."

"Are you surprised? Are you shocked? Remember, being able to see my handsome face is the most memorable honor for you in this life." Yan Xibingxuan raised his glass and drank it in one gulp, and then said:

"Tell me, is there anything else?"

"Why do you see it?" The Demon Queen refilled their glasses with wine.

"Generally speaking, inviting people to drink for no reason will only occur in two situations. One is to do harm to the person; the other is to ask for something from the person."

Yanxi Bingxuan looked at the wine glass in his hand, then looked at the person opposite, and expressed his judgment.

"Maybe there is a third scenario."

"Oh?"

"For example, you are the person they like." The Demon Queen drank the wine in the cup again.

"That's the second situation. You have to ask for help." Yan Xiu Bingxuan took the mask with his right hand, drank the second glass of wine, stood up, and put the mask back on his face:

"I've had my drink. Since there's nothing to do, I should leave."

The Demon Queen also stood up: "Don't you have anything to say?"

"What are you talking about? Seeing my handsome face, you want me to stay here?"

"Supervisor cultivation is a waste of time. If you want to see me again, say "miss me" in the direction of Shenwu Peak. Maybe I will consider coming after hearing it.

All in all, don't die easily until the next meeting. "

The words echoed in the palace, and the fire flashed away, indicating that Yanxi Bingxuan had left.

The Demon Queen withdrew her gaze and sat at the table. She took out the scroll and opened it. After reading it, she picked up the flask and poured herself some wine. A smile appeared on her pretty face.

…………

Nan Wulin, Ziyao Celestial Dynasty, Royal City.

After Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia arrived successfully, they didn't even have time to look for Ye Yun before Ye Yun came to the door and shared an interesting story with them.

Rather than being surprised, it would be more appropriate to call it frightened.

It's hard to evaluate anyway.

The Prime Minister of the Zi Yao Celestial Dynasty, Lonely Marquis, followed in the footsteps of the generals of the Tiance Dynasty. No one could have imagined that such a thing would happen, not only the people of the Zi Yao Celestial Dynasty but also Lin Chongyang and his wife.

It's just an unexpected abstraction. How could this happen? !

It shocked the Great Sword Emperor Lin for a hundred years.

The last time he was so shocked was when he himself had a similar encounter.

Anyway...

"Have you told Mu Ci about this?"

In the elegant courtyard, the black divine dragon shook its head. The scales on its body were embellished with golden lines, and the wings on its back were not the prison dragon wings of the past, but black wings embellished with golden lines.

It was Ye Yun who had transformed into the shape of Ying Long. Even in the royal city of Zi Yao, he still had properties owned by De Feng Ancient Road.

Lin Chongyang said: "Tell me what is going on."