The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 123 Xitian Lingxue, Sword Out of Wushuang

The aroma poured into Fu Yuhuan's nasal cavity.

This time, he woke up with a start.

Because he is very familiar with this fragrance, misses it very much, and fears it very much.

But this time when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the person he was thinking of, but a stranger.

It was that girl, the girl who had her heart and throat pierced by herself.

Fu Yuhuan stepped back abruptly, standing on the ground, looking at the girl who was snaking on the bed, only wearing a gauze dress.

"You wanted to kill me, but I saved you." The girl laughed.

Her eyes are purple, and the corners of the eyes are very long, like a fairy.

"You are a goblin." Fu Yuhuan said.

"A goblin? A goblin is a goblin, why is it still a goblin?" the girl giggled.

Fu Yuhuan frowned. Zheng Nian had seriously discussed with Fu Yuhuan about monsters. He said that the ones with big breasts are goblins, the ones with small breasts are goblins, the ones with good looks are goblins, and the ones with ugly ones are goblins.

The goblin in front of me can no longer be a goblin.

But he didn't explain, but calmly looked at the girl in front of him, "You shouldn't have saved me."

"But, you once saved me." The girl said happily.

"I haven't seen you before!" Fu Yuhuan said.

"No, you've seen it before, but you don't admit that it's me." The girl stood up with a smile, her right hand covered her face with a cuff, and then she slowly lowered her arm, revealing Fu Yuhuan's most familiar face.

Yutangchun.

"You..." Fu Yuhuan's hair stood on end, he reached out and took out the long sword hanging on the screen, pointing at her.

"You said... have you saved me?" the girl smiled.

Fu Yuhuan was startled, and sucked in the surrounding air forcefully, then his manic heart stopped beating, and he stared at the girl coldly, "That night, you were the one who was bullied by Japanese pirates in the villa."

"Hahahaha." The girl laughed loudly, "You are not stupid after all."

"You...Why did you want to take on her appearance?" Fu Yuhuan asked.

"Why? Because she is beautiful, because only she can be rescued by you, and only by becoming her can you lead me into the Xinghua Tower with ease." The girl's voice is very charming, her movements are very seductive, but Fu Yuhuan was not hooked.

Fu Yuhuan's face became colder and colder.

"What did you do to her?"

The girl snorted, "I didn't do anything, you don't have to worry so much, she's not as good as you imagined, I just don't want you to get involved."

Fu Yuhuan drew out his sword, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I have to tell you that the person who wants to kill you is An Wenyue. But he hasn't discovered your identity yet, do you want... let me tell him?" the girl asked.

"My identity?" Fu Yuhuan narrowed his eyes.

The murderous intent is complete.

"With your strength, you can't kill me." The girl said lightly, "You don't need to waste energy to deal with me, you should save your energy to deal with the people you should deal with."

"You, who are you?" Fu Yuhuan's long sword was out of its sheath.

The girl threw a bunch of flowers forward, and Fu Yuhuan slashed down with his long sword. Suddenly, those flowers bloomed and turned into a rain of flowers, floating on the ground in front of him.

After the petals fell, the girl's voice came from outside the house, "Come out."

Fu Yuhuan broke out through the window.

The girl actually changed her clothes, and her face has returned to its original appearance, "Even if you saw the Japanese insulting her, you still planned to save her, and you didn't ask her anything, did you?"

"That's you, not her!" Fu Yuhuan said.

"The Japanese are my slaves! I'm controlling them!" the girl snapped, "You...are mad at me!"

Fu Yuhuan's long sword came straight towards the girl.

The girl's eyebrows flickered slightly, she sneered, and hit Fu Yuhuan's left rib with her left hand from below.

Fu Yuhuan immediately counterattacked.

The moment the girl's palm reached Fu Yuhuan's left rib, it turned into a mass of bursting petals, hitting Fu Yuhuan's face covered in flowers.

Then sniggered, and the girl appeared behind Fu Yuhuan, "Swordsmanship is not like this. There are so many and complicated swordsmanship in the world, but only a handful of them can make it into the hall of elegance. Do you know that there are some swordsmanship in this world?" What's the difference?"

Feeling humiliated, Fu Yuhuan turned around and stabbed out with the sword again. The girl's figure then turned into a ball of flying flowers, condensed in the air, and the figure reappeared, "The best sword move in the world, the four fingers of Wei Xuanlin in the sword armor Duanjiang is considered the best sword move, the others are trash."

"The best sword power in the world is above Chunyang back then. Lu Zu's Taixu sword intent is unparalleled in the world. Yu Jian rides the wind. This sentence alone can break the world's sword power."

"The best sword intent in the world is based on the Luoshen Jue. After the avalanche in Kunlun Mountains, the Xitian Lingxue created by Sun Dingrou, who experienced at the foot of the mountain, can break the name of the 32 swords of Sword Villa with only his unique sword intent. second to none."

The girl said sweetly, "Do you know why Xitian Lingxue's sword intent is so strong?"

Fu Yuhuan's heart was already shaken at this time, but he didn't say a word, and drew his sword again.

However, this time the girl actually grabbed his sword with her bare hands.

"Xitian Lingxue only has one word, fast." The girl said, "faster than the speed of snow falling, faster than the icy cold wind, faster than the speed of the sun and moon in the sky, faster than the speed of my Buddha in the Western Heaven. It's Xitian Lingxue."

"Back then, Sun Dingrou relied on the sword in Xitian Lingxue's third-grade broken hand, which was fast, unparalleled fast, faster than all other speeds."

"While using the sword, you are fearless and go forward without fear." The girl said, "Xitian Lingxue 32 understands that none of the moves is defense, and none of them is counter-blocking."

"There is only one sword, a sword that no one in the world can stop."

Fu Yuhuan's eyes hesitated, he seemed to see a familiar woman.

It was the woman I saw during the coldest time in the wilderness.

"Someone can give you the sword intent, and someone can give you the sword, but no one can give you Xitian Lingxue. Only you can realize these truths."

The girl said, "I did everything I could to get An Wenyue's subordinates, just to tell you this."

"I don't believe it." Fu Yuhuan said coldly.

"I never begged you to believe that I have nothing to do with your friend's life or death. I only care about you. I don't want you to die holding that copy of Xitian Lingxue. From the moment you were born, you were doomed. You must Standing on top of the world, we must carry forward her last wish."

The girl snorted coldly, "You have let me down so much."

After finishing speaking, she waved one hand, and the petals fell down.

The beautiful figure in the sky has dissipated.

Fu Yuhuan's injury was still on his leg, and he immediately staggered and knelt down on the ground, white air rising from his mouth.

The wound was already bleeding, but Fu Yuhuan felt strange at this time. He untied the gauze wrapped around his leg, revealing a wound and a lotus symbol.

This lotus symbol is exactly his acupuncture point, at this moment, the acupuncture point kept beating, as if guiding him to pour Qi into it.

Fu Yuhuan slowly closed his eyes and drew in the qi.

Immediately, his legs began to tremble.

(End of this chapter)