Sword Drawing Technique
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"Junior Sister, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find a place to go…Goodbye…"

"Junior Sister?"

"I'm no longer your junior sister. I'm a demon…"

" So what if I'm a demon?..."

"Goodbye…Thunder…Geng Tian…"

"Don't go…Wait for me…Mei 'er!"

A fiery light flashed in front of Lu Zhenlei's eyes. He was about to shout out the words Mei 'er, but he felt a dull pain all over his body. He had no strength left. He felt strange at first, but at this moment, he felt something pressing down on his body gently. A wave of coldness covered his mouth. Lu Zhenlei was awakened by the coldness. He recalled what had happened earlier. Where was this?

"Do you want to die? You're an outsider. What if someone finds out that you're here? "He was still mumbling in his dream…" It turned out that it was a pair of hands that held Lu Zhenlei down. Lu Zhenlei opened his eyes weakly. He saw a black shadow, but it was not real. He was in a daze and only felt that the voice was as gentle as flowing water. It was accompanied by the feminine beauty of a woman.

After a while, the fog in front of him dispersed before he could see her true appearance. It turned out to be a delicate and pretty woman, but she was dressed in black clothes that were as dark as the night. That fair face was moving…It was simply indescribable! There was actually such a woman in such a place. Although Lu Zhenlei's consciousness was weak, he could see it clearly. He had originally thought that his mischievous junior sister was already a rare beauty in the world. He did not expect that the woman in front of him was not inferior to Lin Mei 'er in terms of appearance.

Look at the bow behind that woman

It turned out to be a beautifully carved black bow and arrow with white feathers.

"You…" Lu Zhenlei was about to speak, but he could not say anything. The fatal blow that the black-robed man gave Lu Zhenlei that day was still deeply imprinted in his memory. How many days had he been unconscious? Who was this person in front of him?

" Be careful!" The woman in black held onto Lu Zhenlei. When she saw that the corner of Zhenlei's mouth was so dry that blood was flowing out, she remembered that this seriously injured man had not drunk a drop of water for thirteen days since he was discovered by him. She quickly picked up a cup of water from the short stone table beside him and brought it to Lu Zhenlei's mouth. Her cold hand pried open the corner of Lu Zhenlei's mouth and slowly sent the water into Zhenlei's mouth as if she was feeding a child.

Zhen Lei gradually woke up and could not help but feel nervous. Everything in front of him was so unfamiliar, and the surrounding decorations were not like usual…Zhen Lei was shocked. This was clearly a military tent! In front of him, on the wooden table, there was a flag with strange and old pictures on it. However, Zhen Lei recognized it at a glance. It was the flag of Qiong Huo Tribe!

Zhenlei shook violently, and cold sweat broke out from his scalp. He was about to shout, but the woman covered his mouth.

"Shh! You can't shout here. Don't move!”The woman in black coaxed him like a child, but Zhen Lei was obedient. Seeing Zhen Lei like this, she smiled gently." I know what you want to ask. You can't say anything now, so I'll tell you."”

The woman in black gently stroked Zhen Lei's body with her fair and cold hands to calm him down. Zhen Lei used to be very nervous. He had been fighting with Qiong Huo for several years. He didn't expect that he would enter the tiger's den today. That demon could actually beat him here! However, when he saw the gentle and beautiful woman in front of him, he suddenly relaxed and nodded slightly.

"You want to ask why we're here, right? This is the Qiong Huo Tribe. I found you thirteen days ago. God knows how you got here and got so badly injured. Fortunately, you met me…But you are really lucky…Most people would have died long ago. Can you tell me when you recover?”

Lu Zhenlei recalled what had happened earlier. It was as if a lifetime had passed. He wondered how they were doing…Thinking back to the words in his dream…At this moment, he really believed it. Even though it was a dream, Mei 'er's words were real…At this moment, his heart ached.

"Also, I brought your saber back for you…It's quite heavy…"

That's not right…Lu Zhenlei thought…How could she carry the corpse? Who else could wield the Corpse Slaughterer Demon Blade besides him? He remembered that Geng Tian and Mei 'er couldn't lift it even if they added up…How could she bring it back?

However, the huge evil blade was indeed standing beside the bronze shield in the tent.

There's always fate in the dark

The woman in black smiled and said," To you, the Qiong Huo Tribe is definitely dangerous. It's like entering a tiger's den, right? However, it's very safe here. You can recuperate here. I'm curious about how your cultivation is increasing day by day…I don't know what's going on. Therefore, although you're seriously injured, it's not difficult for you to recover."

Zhen Lei's heart warmed as he opened his mouth…I mouthed but couldn't say anything…I was anxious

"You asked me what my name was?"

Zhenlei didn't say anything, but she knew?

"My name is Si, Fei, Yu."

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Are you resentful?"

" Are you tired of it?..."

At the bottom of the dark Demon Slayer Tower, Geng Tian's hands and feet were bound by huge iron chains. He held his head with both hands and muttered to himself…The frantic sounds of the thirty-six disciples chanting the Curse of Subduing came from outside. Geng Tian could not help but beat himself, and his hands were clutching his ears! At this moment, Geng Tian had lost everything. He had lost the woman he loved, and he had lost his home…Even the last bit of memory was going to be erased by Master Yun Ya?!!!

The fate that he had painstakingly exchanged for several lifetimes was now completely obliterated by the word "immortal cultivation"!!!

Twelve years ago, if Yun Xin Sect had not gone down the mountain to kill the demons and Mei 'er had not met her when she was young…How good would that be? At that time, he would probably still be an ordinary mortal. Could he meet Mei 'er in another way?……. How good would it be if he didn't care about the affairs of the world from now on…

They were all detestable cultivators, they were all detestable righteous path cultivators! They used their own faces and borrowed the Heavenly Dao to condemn their love between humans and demons!!!

Damn it…

Geng Tian closed his eyes tightly as the chaotic sounds outside the tower entered his ears…

Curse of Concealment!

Annoyed, annoyed, annoyed!

Thousands of poisonous insects were biting his heart, drilling into his bone marrow and sucking his blood…Pain, numbness, itch, and annoyance surged into his heart, wanting to lure out the inner demon that he had hidden for many years!

After twelve years of bitter cultivation, Yunxin Sect's mental cultivation method infused with Ice Spirit could no longer freeze the raging inner demons!!!

Geng Tian glanced sideways at the Heaven-Defying Evil Sword on the ground…that blood-red **…

Ice-breaking…………………………………………………

Xuan Bing couldn't bear to burn,

The scorching sun does not melt people's hearts.

My tears have gone with the cool breeze,

Good sacrifice for a thousand years!

……………….

The three seniors of Yun Xin Sect were discussing how to deal with Geng Tian in the Ice Palace. When Perfected Yun Ya heard that Second and Third Martial Uncle were pleading for Geng Tian, he could not help but soften his heart…Geng Tian was his last disciple, like his own son…How could he hate this hundred-year-old man?!

" It's settled then…Geng Tian may be stubborn, but he is indeed a sincere person…The greatest taboo for cultivators is to be seduced by mountain spirits and ghosts. Geng Tian has already violated the Heavenly Dao. If my Yunxin Sect continues to protect him, I reckon we will also suffer the wrath of the heavens…Therefore…Geng Tian will be banished from the mountain…"

Perfected Yun Ya had already done his best. Just as everyone heaved a sigh of relief, the screams of the disciples from the Demon Slayer Tower came from the opposite side!!!

" What happened?!"

Everyone hurriedly walked out of the hall. At this moment, the huge stone door of the Demon Slayer Tower was actually sent flying by a force and rushed straight in front of everyone. Immortal Yun Ya waved his hand and the stone door shattered into pieces.

Everyone was shocked. The thirty-six disciples who had been chanting the Curse Suppression Spell in front of the Demon Slayer Tower had all died…

In the dark Demon Slayer Tower.

opened his

His hatred was blood-red.

Eye of Resentment…

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