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Chapter 430: Nightshade and Red Sunflower
three days later.

In the dead of night, everything was silent.

In the inner world, the five energies are rising and dragon roars are heard.

The magic sword that had been silent on the table for a long time began to vibrate again, emitting a dazzling red light.

After a moment, the magic sword suddenly flew into the air, then shattered the window at such a fast speed that it flew away.

Hong Chen opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Looking at the empty table and the broken window, he slowly formed seals with his hands. After stabilizing the inner world, his soul floated out from his head and turned into a rainbow and left.

The star-studded night sky was bathed in the bright moonlight, and the magic sword surrounded by red light was like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Suddenly.

The space ahead was filled with ripples like water waves, and a moon-white figure suddenly appeared.

The magic sword trembled and hummed softly, and its speed increased instead of decreasing as it stabbed towards Hong Chen.

As it approached, the red light wrapped around the magic sword quickly withdrew and transformed into a human.

The tattered red clothes could not conceal her noble temperament. Her bright blood-red hair fluttered in the wind, and her red eyes shot out a sharp gaze.

She held the magic sword in her hand, her pretty face smiling, and her moves were very ruthless, aiming directly at Hong Chen's throat.

Pfft!

The tip of the sword pierced through the skin and penetrated into the flesh, and the spurting blood splashed on her face. The hot breath made the corners of her mouth rise again.

After putting away the sword, she glanced coldly at the falling corpse, then determined the direction and set off again.

Afterwards, she killed the figures who blocked her way one after another.

But her blood sensing never got close to the target.

Finally, she realized something was wrong. She stopped in the air, gripped the magic sword tightly, and looked around with a frown.

"get out!"

The scolding was a bit harsh, but it sounded more like a spoiled child.

"It's a bit rude for a girl to talk like that."

The moment she heard the sound, Long Kui turned around suddenly and swung her sword to kill.

However, this time, the sword was suddenly blocked in the middle.

Two slender fingers clamped the sword blade, and the sword wind continued to move forward, blowing up the opponent's hair.

Her black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as peach blossoms.

Hongkui was suddenly startled.

Hong Chen released his fingers and gently pushed the magic sword away.

Immediately, he smiled and explained his purpose: "I know you want to go find Jingtian, and I don't mean to stop you, but I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Hongkui tilted her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hong Chen stretched out his right hand, revealing a red string: “Take a red string.”

"What is this?" Hongkui was puzzled.

"You can think of it as a marriage red line."

"absurd!"

Hongkui immediately scolded him lightly, saying: "Longkui and Jingtian are brother and sister!"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say no, why are you so anxious?"

The grooves between Hongkui's eyebrows became deeper.

She raised her eyes and glared at him, but when their eyes met, her anger suddenly dissipated, and her originally cold spirit seemed to warm up in an instant.

Hongkui had no way of understanding and instinctively avoided looking at him. When she turned her face to the side, the bright red color on her fair skin was extremely eye-catching.

Hong Chen saw it clearly, and after thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh.

When talking about the fox clan, it seems that the word "charm" cannot be avoided.

The stories widely circulated in the world are how fox girls enchant all living beings, making them confused and even abandoning their wives and children.

Since they were from the same origin, the males in the fox tribe would not be bad either. Charm itself was also a part of illusion.

As for the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, it has even integrated illusion techniques into its bloodline, making it an instinct.

When Hong Chen appeared in a physical body, he could still completely restrain himself, but now that his soul is wandering at night, even if he is not taking the initiative, his natural aura can still have an impact on others.

"The red string won't hurt anyone. It will only react and glow when you touch your destined person. Carrying it with you is also a reminder for you."

Hongkui didn't dare to look at him, so she simply tilted her head and said, "I don't want this reminder."

"Is it you who doesn't want it, or is it her?"

"You!" Hong Kui glanced at him quickly, her face turned redder, but she said fiercely: "You really do know! I warn you, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I won't let you go!"

"I understand. But I don't think it's a big deal. After all, you were born to protect yourself. In essence, you are one person."

Hearing this, the fierceness in Hongkui's eyes faded a little, and she said stubbornly: "She is a fool, I am different from her!"

"Okay, okay. So are you going to take it or not?"

"I……"

After enduring for a while, she asked, "If I don't take it, will you let me go?"

"will not."

Hongkui couldn't help but glare at him: "Why are you asking?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "This will make me look more polite."

"Hmph. Come on!" Hongkui stretched out her snow-white arms.

Hong Chen took out a red thread and wrapped it around her wrist, then took out a blue dress.

When Hongkui saw it, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Give it to you... No, it should be returned to its original owner."

His eyes lingered on the long skirt for a moment, then Hongkui slowly raised her head and looked directly at Hong Chen.

It was visible to the naked eye that the sharp aura in her body was restrained, and as a gentle feeling surged up, a hint of indulgence gradually appeared in her pupils.

"I was wrong just now. You are not a bad person. Let her talk to you." As she finished speaking, the red color on her body faded away, replaced by a clear blue color like water.

After Long Kui appeared, the confusion in her eyes quickly disappeared, and then she saw the blue dress at a glance.

"Flowing fairy dress with wide sleeves!"

After a surprised cry, she quickly stepped forward, took the skirt in her hands, and looked around with a happy smile.

After a while, she seemed to suddenly notice something, turned her head abruptly to look at Hong Chen, and then seemed to be frightened, and stepped back repeatedly in panic.

"You... who are you?"

Hong Chen shrugged: "The person who sent you the clothes."

Long Kui blinked, looked at the long skirt in her hand, bowed and said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. Jingtian is my disciple, and you're his sister, so you and I are somewhat related."

Hearing him say that, Long Kui was very happy, and looked at him seriously and said: "You are my brother's master, so you are also Long Kui's master. Thank you, Master, for returning the Wide Sleeve Flowing Fairy Skirt to me. I... I... Master, you... you are so beautiful..."

As she was talking, Long Kui's expression suddenly changed. She looked shy and timid, yet innocent and straightforward.

Seeing this, Hong Chen couldn't help but raise his hand and pat his forehead, then turned around and waved, saying, "I'm leaving, you go by yourself, see you later."

Without waiting for the words to fall, he left.

Long Kui stood there in a daze, blinking blankly. After changing into a wide-sleeved fairy dress, she glanced at the place where Hong Chen was just now, and then flew towards Jingtian with the magic sword.

The episode of Long Kui's appearance did not interfere with the refining of the Dao Sword.

Three days later, at noon.

Without any warning, all the weapons in the entire Yuzhou city suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, especially the swords.

Soon, those swords, whether owned or not, jumped out of their scabbards on their own and hung in the air, trembling.

The clanging of swords echoed endlessly, interweaving with each other to form a celebratory melody.

(End of this chapter)