"you're so beautiful."

"There should be...their own light."

Zhan Lu still remembers what he said to himself when the scabbard was shattered.

It should have...

Your own light.

In the dim cave, under the terrified gaze of the soldiers, the light of the Zhanlu sword was revealed little by little, blooming with a striking edge, so dazzling.

However, all this dazzling bloomed between the cracks of the scabbard...

Zhan Lu suddenly felt confused. This was the moment he was looking forward to every day, regaining freedom and gaining the dignity of a sword.

However, he truly obtained this dignity, and with the sound of the scabbard, he obtained this dignity he had always dreamed of, but he did not have a little joy in his heart...

Even, sad.

Huge pain and rage swept through Zhanlu, and the scabbard was still falling off one after another. He completely tore himself apart and was right in front of Zhanlu.

"The scabbard is broken!!"

"Zhanlu is born!"

"Oh no, the scabbard is broken!"

The soldier screamed in panic. Amid the shouting, Zhan Lu suddenly flew out, and the cold sword illuminated the entire dim cave, reflecting the soldiers' terrified face.

In front of the soldiers, Gu Jian Zhanlu suddenly turned into a human form, with a hideous smile on his face, and a chilling chill all over his body, approaching the soldiers step by step.

The cave was shrouded in screaming sounds, and the golden sound of weapons kept "buzzing", and blood flowed all over the ground, gathering into small streams, flowing along the bumpy ground of the cave, and slowly penetrated into the cave ground, leaving only a light layer of black and red...

It is said that the screams in the cave lasted for three days and three nights, and all the soldiers responsible for making swords failed to get out of the cave.

Zhanlu's sword suddenly unsheathed, and he was like crazy and killed everyone when he saw it. The sword-casting master and slaves escaped in the chaos. The cave of the sword-casting cave became a veritable corpse-building land.

When Zhan Lu woke up, he saw a dazzling blood in the ground, "Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-

The soldiers fought back fiercely, Zhan Lu was also covered in scars. He felt that he was broken, but the pain on his body was so numb.

The entire cave fell into silence, leaving only the voice of Zhan Lu's memories. He said lightly: "I was seriously injured, my sword body shattered, and I became a sword spirit."

In fact, it is similar to the soul.

Zhan Lu said again: "I transformed the place, demolished the Bone Sword Tower, and piled it up into a Bone Tower, and wanted to use the corpses of the soldiers to sacrifice the scabbard..."

Unfortunately, the Blood Sacrifice was not successful, because the scabbard had been broken, and it was just a scabbard made of the skin of the armadillo. Because the armadillo is a spirit beast and is just worn by Zhanlu, it absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and had consciousness.

After the scabbard is broken, it is truly dead and nothing remains.

Zhan Lu wants to resurrect the scabbard, and the White Bone Tower and Di Jun Fire Seed can indeed do it, but the premise is that the scabbard will have at least a trace of soul left.

Zhan Lu's resurrection failed, but he did not give up. He was about to leave here and leave the tomb with his broken sword sheath.

Wanqi Linmu frowned and whispered: "Are he crazy?"

Zhan Lu's ears were very sharp, and he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm indeed crazy."

According to Zhan Lu's memories, Zhan Lu had already broken at that time. If he left this tomb, the yang energy between heaven and earth would be so sufficient, which would cause Zhan Lu to break further, which would have no benefit to him.

Zhan Lu also considered this at the time, but he did not hesitate at all. He left the tomb with his sword sheath and even used his remaining spiritual power to warm up the sword sheath.

That is - Yu Qiu.

Zhan Lu hid in the city with Yu Qiu, warming up Yuanyang for Yu Qiu, but Zhan Lu belonged to Yin and was seriously injured. Hiding in the crowd was like a chronic suicide. It was also because of this that Wanqi Linmu said whether Zhan Lu was crazy.

As it turns out, he is just going crazy.

Zhan Lu has always been warming up Yu Qiu, and after a long time, Zhan Lu had to leave Yu Qiu to "hibernate" because of his spiritual power. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yu Qiu actually "wakes up" and has his own consciousness and thinking.

Yu Qiu has no parents and brothers, and he has no friends around him. He has always been alone. In fact, many times, Yu Qiu is also very surprised. What he is and why he is so mysterious, but Yu Qiu can't figure it out, so he doesn't think about it anymore.

What Zhan Lu didn't expect was that after Yu Qiu woke up, he learned to be self-reliant, built a shop in the antique city, and lived an ordinary life.

Zhanlu said: "Until someone finds me and wants to sell me the map of the sword tomb."

He said, and glanced at Ding Xueyang.

The one who found Zhan Lu was naturally Ding Xueyang. In fact, Zhan Lu knew at first glance that the map was drawn by the sword tomb.

At that time, Zhanlu started a massacre and killed all the soldiers. The captured slaves and sword-making masters escaped. Perhaps it was after that, the Ou Sword Forging Master left a map of the sword tomb.

Zhan Lu said: "I recognized the map at a glance and thought about taking a plan. After all, the magical master of the sword tomb is so amazing that many local masters want to get a piece of the pie. Now Yu Qiu's soul has been warmed up. If you want to activate the Bone Tower to revive Yu Qiu, the blood of these soldiers has dried up and is not fresh enough. I need more fresh blood..."

I see.

No wonder Zhan Lu told Wanqi Linmu before that if he wanted to resurrect himself with the Bone Tower, why wait for so long? Wouldn't it be enough to use the blood of those soldiers?

In fact, Zhan Lu's purpose has always been not to resurrect himself, but to resurrect Yu Qiu.

Zhan Lu wanted to use the tricks and tricked the masters into the tomb. However, it was a coincidence that Zhan Lu and Ding Xueyang both had ulterior motives and planned to use the tricks.

This has evolved into the chaotic scene now.

Yu Qiu listened to Zhan Lu's memories in a daze, his mind was filled with tumultuousness. He could not remember anything, but something was about to break out of the ground, stirring up a mess in chaos, intertwined in Yu Qiu's mind.

Luo Shen also held Yu Qiu hostage and said lightly: "I tell you the truth. The White Bone Tower can indeed resurrect Yu Qiu with the Di Jun Fire Seed, but with just one Di Jun Fire Seed, no one is fully sure of resurrecting Yu Qiu. Maybe what you created in the end is just a walking corpse puppet."

Zhan Lu's eyes were obviously shaken for a moment. He looked at Yu Qiu, with a strong complexity in his eyes.

Luo Shen said again: "Do you dare to bet on such a risk?"

Zhan Lu didn't say anything, but his eyes were betrayed. Even though Zhan Lu only had one pair of eyes left, it was enough to reveal his voice.

Wanqi Linmu immediately said: "Zhan Lu, our purpose is the same. We already have seven Emperor Jun fire seeds in our hands. Add this one, that is eight, and only the last one is missing. Yu Qiu is also our friend, right? We can cooperate completely, why not put down our weapons and have a good talk?"

Wanqi Linmu was still held hostage by Zhan Lu, but he didn't have to look at Zhan Lu's expression to know that Zhan Lu was shaken. His invisible and transparent sword blade no longer pressed against Wanqi Linmu's neck, and slowly loosened a little, away from Wanqi Linmu's neck.

Buzz —

The ancient swords floating in the air also made a sound of golden sound, trembling, as if they were controlled by some, slowly moving away from everyone.

"Pu-" made a series of crisp sounds and fell from mid-air to the ground.

At the same time, Zhan Lu loosened his palm, and the already invisible transparent sword in his hand disappeared instantly, releasing Wanqi Linmu.

A low and hoarse laughter came out of his throat, saying, "You are right, I can't afford to bet..."

I can't afford to bet because I care too much.

I cannot tolerate a slight failure, and I cannot tolerate a slight injury...

Zhan Lu said hoarsely: "What I want is Yu Qiu, not someone's puppet."

no……

Whose puppet belongs to?

Ding Xueyang stood on the huge sword-casting stove, frowned and listened to Zhan Lu's voice, which were all simple words, but he was inexplicably unable to understand. For Ding Xueyang, this seemed to be a profound and fruitless problem.

The ancient sword fell to the ground one after another, and Luo Shen also let go of Yu Qiu, and the chaos was finally resolved.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "Ah!"

It was Xiao Huahua who exclaimed.

Everyone turned around and saw the thug who had been huddling in the corner suddenly jumping out, grabbing the little yellow flower of Xiaohuahua and pulling the little flower in the air.

The little flower was suddenly pulled up, and the little yellow flower on the top of his head was also the body. He sobbed in pain: "Wuwu-Wuwu..."

Xiao Huahua must have been crying for pain, but the thug ignored it and pulled it hard, lifting Xiao Huahua in front of everyone.

"What are you doing?!"

Bai Mu's face suddenly became furious and he stared at the two thugs angrily.

The thug shouted: "Don't move, I don't care what you are going to do, listen to me now! Otherwise I will kill this little monster!"

"Woo woo woo woo--"

Xiao Huahua kicked her calves, hanging in the air, and grabbed her with her two little hands, but Xiao Huahua was too small, and she seemed to have no force and could not struggle.

Xiao Huahua is Bai Mu's life gate. Bai Mu squinted his eyes, and his face was beating with blue veins, and he said, "What the hell are you going to do?!"

The thug laughed: "What else can I do after entering the tomb? Of course I just want to make some money!"

Another thug cooperated and said: "That's right, we don't have many ambitions, we just want to make some money."

Ding Xueyang raised the corner of his lips and smiled, saying, "If you make some money, you shouldn't touch him. I think you have the life to make money, but you have no life to spend it!"

Ding Xueyang looked tall and pretty, with a harmless look. The thug sneered disdainfully: "Don't threaten me, be careful that I slaughter this little beast with one knife."

Wanqi Linmu said: "If you want, just speak up, don't go around in circles."

The thug said, "You're better off, okay! Let me tell the truth. It seems that there is no treasure in this sword tomb. I'm a big loss this time. Well, I want Zhanlu's sword. I heard that the sword will recognize the master by blood, and I want Zhanlu to recognize me as the master!"

Recognize the master?

Indeed, the most valuable person in this tomb must be the Zhanlu sword, and the two thugs are afraid that they will give up.

"Don't fuck Moji, hurry up, if Zhan Lu doesn't accept his master, I will..."

"Click!!!"
To be continued...