After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 65 Shu Nong Jumps into the Sword Forging Pool

The closed stone door behind him was blasted open.

Yan Chang'an followed the reputation and saw Shu Nong's cold face in the flying dust. She raised her sword and stared at Liu Xubai, full of resentment and killing intent.

Then Liu Xubai turned around, with a weird smile on his mouth, trembling fingertips, and looked at Shu Nong's face with a smile.

Shu Nong was not polite, and directly swung his sword to kill people. Liu Xubai had no blue light in his hand, so he could only retreat step by step when facing Shu Nong's aggressive killing move. Two people with the same talent, one without a sword in his hand , an unsteady swordsman, a swordsman holding a long sword and full of murderous intent, not long after, Liu Xubai was killed and retreated to the edge of the sword forging pool.

Shu Nong hurt his arm, his eyes were red, already bloodshot.

"Where's Shu Yue?"

Shu Nong's long sword pointed directly at Liu Xubai's throat, and with a slight movement of his wrist, a bloodstain was left on his neck, with a voice of resentment.

Liu Xubai smiled, showing sarcasm: "What kind of fairy family, who also said to have ancient blood, now it seems that they are just a bunch of idiots, who were tricked by me, a rotten person with no background."

Suddenly there was a bit of hatred on his face, staring at Shu Nong's indifferent eyes: "Why?! You walked away without asking a word. For you, these two years can be discarded at will? !"

Shu Nong couldn't hear him insulting his family, so he stabbed his long sword hard into his abdomen, and sneered in disbelief: "You tied Shu Yue here for such a ridiculous reason? Your legs are rotten too. , Is it impossible to get to Yuanzhou? You are the one who made the mistake, and you should explain it. Why do I have to ask you for clarification? "

One point forward with the long sword, Liu Xubai was forced to step back half a step in a vain manner: "Where is Shu Yue?!"

Liu Xubai chuckled twice, his eyes lingering on Shu Nong's face, he raised his finger to the sword forging pool burning with real fire: "It's inside."

His voice was very soft, and seeing the unbelievable expression on Shu Nong's face, there was an arrogant smile in his voice: "He was killed by you, it's all your fault, I always treat you like this to me." What do you want the Shu family to pay? You said that the thinner the skin and the more tender the Shu family, the more he can hold on in it—uh..."

Shu Nong stabbed him hard with his long sword, sneered, but tears rolled down his face.

Tears suddenly rolled down Yan Chang'an's cheeks, his face showed horror, he got up and ran towards the pink figure: "No!"

It's a pity that he was one step late after all, Shu Nong was stimulated again and again, just as soon as he saw the figure of the child flashing past in the real fire, he jumped down without hesitation.

Yan Changan's trembling hands only went through the corner of her clothes.

Liu Xubai, who wanted to go forward, was stopped by Huaqiu who rushed over.

They froze in place, watching the flame wrap around Shu Nong's clothes, like a flower of despair blooming in the abyss, the fire was so fierce that it engulfed Shu Nong's thin figure.

The muscles on Yan Chang'an's face twitched, and he suddenly jumped into the real fire.

He heard it!

A cry from Shu Nong.

"It hurts..."

Yan Changan fumbled in the fire.

"Leave me alone! It's so hot—"

"It hurts! It hurts!"

"Help me! Help me... anyone can, help me—"

Yan Changan's tears fell down in big drops, his hands trembled, his cheeks twitched, and even his legs trembled unconsciously.

But he couldn't find Shu Nong.

Maybe he found it, but he can't touch Shu Nong. He and her have been separated for 600 years, and he can't even touch a piece of her clothes.

"Save her!" He yelled at the two people outside the sword forging pool.

"I'm in so much pain—"

"Save people!"

"Let me die..."

"What's the use of looking at it! Save people!"

"I can't bear it! Die! Die! Why not die!"

"Didn't you hear that!"

"Die, die... just die..."

"Help her—"

"It doesn't hurt when you die... It doesn't hurt when you die... It doesn't hurt when you die..."

"I beg you, save her—"

"do you died……"

Yan Chang'an sat paralyzed in the fire, listening to Shu Nong's voice getting weaker and weaker: "Help her..."

"This resentment, this hatred..." Shu Nong's voice dissipated in the fire.

The real fire in the illusion couldn't hurt Yan Chang'an in the slightest, he stood up tremblingly, watching Huaqiu heal Liu Xubai's wounds, and the disciples pouring in surrounded Liu Xubai.

Yan Chang'an raised his eyes dumbly, the cabinet where the sword was hidden was opened a crack at some point, and Yan Chang'an suddenly met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

At this moment Liu Xubai also pushed away the brothers around him, stumbled to the side of the cabinet, and slowly opened the door, the young Shu Yue was like a furious beast, with his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't make a sound, He slammed into Liu Xubai's chest hard.

The weak Liu Xubai was knocked to the ground by him, and Shu Yue himself vomited a mouthful of blood, and suddenly fell into a coma.

Liu Xubai crawled over, shook off the Immortal Forbidden Rope that bound Shu Yue, hugged him tightly in his arms, trembling all over: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The people brought by Huaqiu hurried over to check the situation of the two of them, comforted Liu Xubai, who was emotionally broken, and took Shu Yue, who was vomiting blood and comatose, away from his arms.

He tugged at Huaqiu's sleeves helplessly: "Let him see it... obviously he will be..."

He let go of his hands dejectedly, and sat down on the ground, looking at the dancing real fire in despair, tears streaming down his face.

Huaqiu pursed his lips, looked at the forging sword pool, and then at Liu Xubai who was covered in blood, sighed, took out two pills from the storage bag, opened Liu Xubai's mouth, and forced him to swallow them .

"I should stop her..." Liu Xubai burst into tears, "Why wasn't I the one who jumped off, I drove her away, why why..."

Huaqiu held his shoulders, feeling guilty in his heart, his throat choked up: "It's our fault, our lack of ability, that's why..."

That's why you young people are forced to put all your eggs in one basket and use the sword of death sacrifice to save the world.

Liu Xubai grabbed his sleeve, stared at the dancing flames, and cried loudly.

The real fire was so fierce that it almost jumped out of the sword forging pool, the temperature in the room suddenly increased, Huaqiu turned around and looked, but after a while, he was already sweating profusely and scorching hot.

From the pulsating real fire, a sword glowing with silver light rose slowly.

Overwhelming aura poured in from all directions, forcibly suppressing the leaping real fire, and surrounded the long sword layer by layer, overflowing with light, dispelling the scorching heat sticking to Huaqiu and Liu Xubai's bodies.

Huaqiu couldn't believe it, Liu Xubai's eyes were burning.

"So this is ah."

Shu Nong's voice sounded beside Yan Chang'an who was staring blankly at all this.

He turned his head suddenly, the runes on Shu Nong's body flowed, and he stared intently at the two people who were looking at the blue light by the sword forging pool.

"So that's how it is." She whispered again, the slightly raised right hand gradually showed scars, then festered, turned into powder, and dissipated in the air.

Yan Chang'an stretched out his hand to grab it, touching a piece of nothingness in vain, and Shu Nong's disappearing arm was reborn on her body.

She stared at Liu Xubai closely, hatred suddenly appeared, but before Yan Changan could react, she disappeared again.

(End of this chapter)