Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1184

Including now, she just felt weak all over, and didn't feel seriously injured, and she couldn't condense her force to check whether her force had reached the golden level.

But if the breakthrough failed, she didn't feel half of her cultivation. Could it be because the breakthrough came too suddenly, she was not prepared, and her body was too weak, so even if the breakthrough was successful, she couldn't feel it? arrive?
"It's good if it succeeds, it's good if it succeeds." Xiao Lan'er was quite frightened at first, because Ye Xiyue's face was ugly, as if she had been coated with flour.

Xiao Lan'er supported Ye Xiyue and walked towards the sword hall step by step, "Xiyue, there are only two of us left here, hold on, we will get to the exit soon."

5 minutes is enough for them to go out.

Before going out, Ye Xiyue subconsciously glanced at the blood she vomited on the ground and disappeared.

She frowned, maybe the wind had dried up, but where did the wind come from in the sword room?Or maybe it was absorbed by reaching into the surface, she didn't think much, and left with Xiao Lan'er.

Just after she left, the black flame on the ground suddenly flashed, and a dark light slowly gathered...

When she came to the Sword Hall, Ye Xiyue shook her head. She gritted her teeth, feeling as if the strength in her body had been taken away by someone. She really wanted to faint, but the current situation told her that nothing happened to her.

"Lan'er, wait." Out of the corner of Ye Xiyue's eyes, Ye Xiyue saw the burning furnace, the blood-red flames, burning openly, and the flames were raging. It is almost imaginable that in the long time ago, a group of people, Beside the sword casting furnace, swords are constantly being cast...

The sweaty toil, the ecstasy of forging a sword.

Scene after scene, like passing clouds, dissipated in my mind in just a moment.

Her hand subconsciously touched the tall and huge sword casting furnace.

"Xiyue, be careful of burns."

Ye Xiyue shook her head, stretched out her hand, and landed on the sword casting furnace. Strangely, she didn't get burned, but felt a stream of warmth. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

Unknowingly, tears flowed down like that. Caressing the sword casting furnace was like caressing an old man who had been seriously injured. He closed his eyes slightly, and scenes flashed in his mind.

A girl in white came with a sword in hand, and she used all her strength to recast the dilapidated sword-making furnace into a complete one.

The sword casting furnace suddenly shrunk and turned into a toy-like model, which landed on the fingertips of the weak girl in white, allowing the girl to play...

She said: I'm leaving, see you tomorrow.

Those scenes hit Ye Xiyue's heart, she suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at the burning sword furnace in front of her, "We... know each other?"

Why this feeling is very familiar, like meeting a long-lost friend.

At first, when she came here, she had observed the sword casting furnace. At that time, it was like a dead object, standing quietly in the sword hall. Now that it has been burning for no reason, she feels that it has vitality and is alive. Come here, but unfortunately, she is leaving...

This inseparable feeling made her feel hesitant.

Before she had time to enjoy the joy of reuniting after a long absence, she was about to part here, whether it was kindness or affection, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Why does she feel this way.

Who is that girl in white who suddenly looks like a dream?
The injured and dilapidated small sword casting furnace is this tall and majestic sword casting furnace?

(End of this chapter)