Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The moonlight set off Meng Wanshu's face as particularly holy, her snow-white skin seemed to glow.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Meng Wanshu suddenly seemed to remember something.

She raised her hand, forming a sword with her fingers, and cut off a lock of her long hair.

Then, she rummaged through her storage ring for a red rope, bit one end of the rope with her pearly teeth, and tied the hair with the red rope, braiding the hair into a sword tassel.

The sword tassel was palm-sized, an inch and a half wide, and very simple.

It wasn't even adorned with precious gold thread or anything, only the woman's hair and the red rope.

Meng Wanshu held the sword tassel, her lips slightly raised.

She remembered... Li Guanqi's sword, Red Lotus, still didn't have a sword tassel.

Meng Wanshu turned her hand and put away the sword tassel, watching Li Guanqi breathe in and out with his eyes closed, unconsciously humming a former ballad.

Although Meng Wanshu was the Holy Maiden of the Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Palace, with a powerful cultivation realm.

But... only when she sang was she tone-deaf, not a single sentence was on key.

Li Guanqi, who was originally cultivating with his eyes closed, burst out laughing.

Meng Wanshu was slightly stunned, her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly shut her mouth, pouting coquettishly.

"Aren't you cultivating! Why are you eavesdropping!"

Li Guanqi opened his eyes and smiled.

"Wife, this singing is really... making it hard for me to calm down."

"Besides, wasn't that ballad what Aunt Li used to sing to you when you were little to coax you to sleep?"

Meng Wanshu lowered her head, her cheeks flushed red.

She got up, walked to Li Guanqi's side, and handed him the hair tassel she had just braided.

"Here, Red Lotus has never had a sword tassel, so I braided one for you."

Li Guanqi didn't take it seriously at first, but when the green silk sword tassel was handed to him, Li Guanqi's heart suddenly trembled, as if something had touched him.

His fingertips brushed over the smooth green silk, and his heart was quite shaken.

"This... truly moves me, husband."

Meng Wanshu smiled.

"Try it."

Li Guanqi took out Red Lotus and placed it on his lap, tied the sword tassel to the hilt, and the sound of the sword cutting through the air rang out as he lightly waved the blade, the sword tassel fluttering and looking very beautiful.

Li Guanqi put away Red Lotus with a smile on his face, reached out and put his arm around the woman's waist.

His gaze fell on her cut hair, and he softly said.

"Thank you, wife."

Meng Wanshu blushed and breathed softly.

"Then... how are you going to thank me?"

Buzz!!

A thick spatial barrier enveloped the two of them.

Eastern Region of Nanze Prefecture.

Under the night, a golden aura soared into the sky!

The strong and rich immortal essence fluctuations instantly spread out.

The originally quiet mountains instantly erupted with dazzling light of swords and sabers, and shouts of killing and roaring were endless.

Rumble!!!

The movement under the eruption of immortal essence was extremely large, the earth shook, and the roar was endless.

A giant deer demon roared non-stop, and a terrifying aura swept the world.

Everything within a few hundred feet under the sweep of the beam of light was turned into nothingness.

However, even in this terrifying attack, a golden spear light instantly pierced through the void and appeared beside the giant deer out of thin air!!!

The spear came out like a dragon, and under the blessing of the terrifying spear intent, it instantly thrust out!!

The man in golden armor held the long spear tightly in both hands, and the tip of the spear trembled as it pierced through the void.

"Break it for me!!"

Dong!!!

Ripples appeared in the space, and the man pierced through the giant deer's neck with one shot!!

Immediately afterwards, a sword cultivator in Tsing Yi flashed past!!!

The space within a few hundred feet suddenly gusted wildly, and the cyan Gang sword light was chaotic and frantically slashed!!

Boom boom boom!!!

"Nangong!! Quickly take the spirit plant!!"

The giant deer's huge body fell to the ground in response, and the man in golden armor holding the spear was the head of the eight generals, Dragon Marquis!

Dragon Marquis pulled out his spear, and a burst of breaking sounds suddenly came from behind him.

Dozens of terrifying attacks erupted instantly in the dark shadows.

The corners of Dragon Marquis's mouth raised slightly, and a pair of huge golden wings stretched out behind him.

His figure shook and turned into an afterimage, and he went up with his spear!

Dang dang dang boom boom!!

The spear was waved like a curtain, and dozens of sword lights were actually blocked one by one!

The shadow of the spear filled the void, and Dragon Marquis stepped on mysterious steps and leaned forward.

Four figures in black robes came quickly in the forest.

Dragon Marquis held the spear and swept it out suddenly!!

Boom!!!

Under the sweep of the spear light, the figures of the people in the distance were stopped, and they had to return to defense.

Dong!!!

A burst of sound rang out, and the space was easily torn apart for dozens of feet.

The spear flew nimbly in Dragon Marquis's hand, and he held the spear in one hand and pointed at the few people, and said coldly.

"Sorry, we want the things."

The few people on the opposite side looked at each other, and the leading swordsman snorted coldly.

"You want it? What a big tone!"

Before he finished speaking, a spear instantly pierced through his cheek, and his entire face was torn to pieces.

The man's eyes happened to see the man who was crouching down like a killer god.

"Noisy."

Boom boom boom!!!!

In an instant, the light of swords and swords flashed non-stop, and the strength of these four people was not weak.

They were all loose cultivators in the second level of the True Immortal Realm, and their shots were ruthless and without any sloppiness.

But even this kind of offensive does not pose any threat to Dragon Marquis at all.

Even... the current Dragon Marquis is only at the first level of True Immortal!

Boom boom boom!!!

Nangong Xuandu, dressed in Tsing Yi, looked surprised, flew out of the cave and shouted loudly.

"Brother, retreat!!"

One of them saw Nangong Xuandu and his eyes became fierce!!

Nangong Xuandu is only at the half-step True Immortal Realm now. If he can be captured, he will be able to restrain the man in golden armor in front of him!!

However, just as the other party was about to make a move, Dragon Marquis accelerated suddenly with his golden wings behind him and came in front of the man.

"Dragon Spear!!"

Boom!!!!

Roar!!!

The long spear was wrapped around his body and thrust out suddenly, and the violent immortal essence tore apart the space beside him, and thrust out with one shot!

Boom boom boom!!!!

Half of the true immortal's body instantly disappeared into the light of the spear.

The light of the spear almost pierced through everything a hundred feet in front of him.

A large hole appeared in the distant mountain.

The other three people turned around and ran away immediately when they saw this.

Dragon Marquis did not chase after him, raised his hand to take the storage ring and came to Nangong Xuandu and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go first, there are a little more people!"

Nangong Xuandu nodded slightly, and then the two of them concealed all their auras and soon disappeared into the night.

Dragon Marquis and Nangong Xuandu met last year.

Even if both of them ascended to the Glazed Land.

For so many years, the two of them have been like lone wolves, each traveling around as loose cultivators.

Crackling!

The wood burned and made a crackling sound.

Nangong Xuandu wiped his sword, tore off a piece of deer meat and looked up at the night sky and sighed.

"After so many years, I haven't met anyone else..."

"Hey, I don't know how they are."

As he said that, Dragon Marquis never spoke.

After being silent for a long time, Dragon Marquis drank three jars of strong wine before staring at the campfire and whispering.

"Actually... Achan he..."

Nangong Xuandu heard this and his hand wiping the sword trembled slightly.

"He... what happened to him?"

"He died long ago..."

"What!!!"

"..."

"When did it happen?!"

"After flying up..."