After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 68 The Blue Light Sword Is Yours

The warm scene appeared so suddenly that Yan Changan was forced to blend into the joy of the family before he could escape from the previous relationship.

Shu Yue scooped up a spoonful of soup with a smile, teasingly chuckled: "If it didn't make sister angry, why wouldn't brother-in-law dare to reply today?"

Several people on the table smiled kindly, Shu Nong pretended to be angry and reached out to pat Shu Yue's head, but he deftly dodged it.

Shu Nong walked past him with a light yellow cookie, bit off half of it, and squinted his eyes delightedly: "It's so sweet."

Yan Changan looked slightly startled, and turned his head to look at her.

The people on the table started to move their chopsticks, Yan Changan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to add cold white meat with chopsticks to Shu Nong. This was the only spicy dish on the table, and it was placed in front of Shu Wen, far away from Shu Nong.

Shu Nong looked down at the white meat in the bowl, licked the crumbs on his lips, and looked suspiciously at Yan Changan: "Did you do it on purpose? Or—"

She put down the pastry, and lightly stroked Yan Changan's forehead with her palm: "Are you sick?"

Yan Changan's heart beat violently.

The hand on his forehead was warm.

Different from the coldness he felt when he touched Shu Nong in the past, at this moment, Shu Nong's body temperature is normal, and the palm on his forehead exudes the warmth of his master, making his eyelashes tremble uncontrollably.

"I don't eat spicy food."

She didn't seem to care much about Yan Changan's sudden act of picking up a spicy dish for her with chopsticks, and very naturally switched herself and his bowl, "You eat."

Seeing the interaction between the two, Mrs. Shu shook her head amusedly, while tearing the cake in her hand, she said, "It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the mountain is very lively these days, do you want to go down the mountain with Chang'an?"

"Forget it in two days." Shu Nong shook his head, "I made an appointment with Yan Chang'an and A Yue to learn the sword style—"

Her eyes lit up, and her interest was high: "Give us two more days, and we will definitely be able to research a new sword technique!"

"As for shopping, when can't you go shopping? Isn't there going to be a lantern festival in a few days? When we go down the mountain with you, grandma, father, mother, brothers and sisters-in-law, it will be lively."

Yan Chang'an lowered his eyes, and silently took a bite of the white meat. The spicy taste invaded his mouth, rushed to his brain with lightning speed, and made his eyes turn red instantly.

"You cried—"

The surroundings suddenly stopped, Yan Changan raised his eyes in astonishment, and Shu Nong and the Shu family disappeared.

He returned to the darkness again, watching the picture in front of him suddenly light up, and the happy scene just now appeared.

"You're relenting."

That voice sounded again, it was clearly Shu Nong's voice, but it had no emotion at all.

Yan Chang'an followed the sound and saw nothing but the outline of Shu Nong. The voice chuckled, and suddenly a long sword appeared in Yan Chang'an's hand.

It wasn't the sword he used to, with the word "Qing Guang" engraved on the hilt.

A steady stream of power poured into his right hand from the sword in his hand, and then gradually spread to his whole body. Yan Chang'an only felt his spirits uplifted, his heart trembled, and the power he had been longing for was finally possessed by him at this moment.

His hand holding Qing Guang trembled.

The scene in front of him suddenly split open, revealing Shu Nonglai in red clothes, with her back to him, standing in the heavy snow, letting the snowflakes fall all over her body.

She turned around, with runes flowing around her body, her resentment was almost uncontrollable.

She opened her mouth slightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but tears fell down, her voice trembling: "Even you want to kill me?"

The voice beside Yan Chang'an also spoke at this moment: "Kill her, and this situation will be broken."

Yan Changan took a step forward with his sword in hand, and suddenly stepped into the world of Shu Nong in red.

The wind and snow were raging, and Yan Changan could hardly open his eyes. Shu Nong's black hair and red clothes in the snow swayed with the wind, his eyes were sad, and he looked at him mournfully, with a low voice: "I was deceived, I don't I should have said that to you, and I will die here."

There seems to be another Shu Nong beside Yan Chang'an, she is cold-blooded, unreasonable, without any emotion in her voice, she only knows to order him blindly: "I remember I told you, when you meet the choice, kill 'Shu Nong', then Not me."

"I want to stay here. The sugar here is sweet, the snow is cold, and my sword is still there. Grandmother—" Hong Yi Shu Nong's eyes suddenly enlarged, and he looked at Yan Chang'an in disbelief, shocked. put your head down.

Qingguang easily broke through the resentment that stood in front of her and sank into her heart. Her blood dripped from the tip of the sword, staining the snow red.

she was--

It seems that you haven't even finished your prepared lines?
Hong Yi Shu Nong raised her eyes, the runes around her body flowed rapidly, filled with resentment, she held the sword tightly, and let the blade cut her palm, the hatred in her eyes was astonishing: "——Why?"

The blue light sword didn't seem to do much harm to her, and she couldn't hear any weakness in her voice, but Yan Chang'an could see with her naked eyes that her figure was getting weaker little by little.

"Why!" She said angrily, "Why do you want me to die! Why do you decide my life—"

She stared at Yan Chang'an, but she seemed to be looking at another person: "You want to save the world, you want to be a hero, you do it yourself! It doesn't matter to me if I don't have the ability! Why should I die for your ideals? !"

"You don't tell me anything, you are so high above, you think you are helpless, and you plan on my life!"

"People in the world don't deserve to die, so should I? If you want to save the world, I can only be a stepping stone on your way to save the world? Since you have the world in your heart, why don't you sacrifice this sword yourself!"

"Why——" she seemed to wake up for a moment, with tears streaming down her face, "Yan Chang'an, I'm in so much pain, why do I have to die, why do I have to die in such pain, I'm also slaying demons, I'm also Protecting the people of Yuanzhou, I also stabbed the sword into the chest of the demons. I did not murder, set fire, steal or plunder. What did I do wrong? Die so painfully! Why——you want to kill me?"

"The sugar here is sweet, the snow is cold, and my sword is still—" she said again, "Grandmother and the others are all here, so they are so happy. But, if you kill me, will this formation be broken?"

Her figure became weaker and weaker: "So, you didn't choose me either."

Yan Changan gritted his teeth and pulled out his long sword if there was any substantial resentment that would almost cut his cheeks. The blue light immediately disappeared as a stream of light. He took half a step forward and hugged Shu Nong, who was already translucent in red, into his arms. inside.

"ended."

he said softly.

The still raging wind and snow blew away the crying figure in his arms.

"In this world, thousands of years from now, or even tens of thousands of years—" she finally spoke with hatred, "Anyone who sacrifices a living person to a sword will be backlashed by it, the heart will be devoured by fire, and ten thousand swords will die in a hurry!" die."

is a curse.

When the wind and snow stopped, Yan Changan slowly lowered his arms, his eyes dimmed, and his fingertips trembled.

Suddenly a laugh came from his ear, the voice that commanded him just now seemed to suddenly have emotion, like Shu Nong chuckling softly in his ear.

"As expected of the person selected by Qingguang, the shot is neat." There was a smile in her voice, and she suddenly showed her figure in front of Yan Chang'an.

She was still dressed in red just now, but with a smile that Yan Changan was very familiar with, she stood in front of him with crooked eyebrows, and stretched out her hand to him: "Congratulations, now, the Qingguang Sword is yours."

Looking at her familiar face, Yan Chang'an suddenly let go of all emotions, his eyes were red, and he slowly put his hand into her palm in a daze.

(End of this chapter)