Chapter 4806?

Jian Wushuang asked again, "Just keep going like this without a goal?"

Song Wuxin nodded, "Yes, just keep walking forward until you find it, or you can't walk."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Chen Qing asked.

Song Wuxin grinned again, "For people like us, if we can live an extra day, we earn it. We can think about life and death, and what's more, sometimes death is not necessarily a good thing."

When Chen Qing heard the words, he immediately shook his head and said, "See, two fools."

The two of them seemed extremely cramped in front of these powerful figures, holding the corners of their clothes and didn't know what to say.

In the end, Jian Wushuang said, "This journey is far less simple than you think. If you can't even protect yourself in the simplest way, your end will never be better than today."

"If I hadn't waited, you and your brother would have died a long time ago. Would they still be alive until now?"

"If you don't even cherish your own life, then I advise you not to take your brother to death with you."

Song Wuxin was shocked when he heard Jian Wushuang's words, but then there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

"I also want to live with him, but my natural talent is dull, and my control over Yan Li is extremely weak, and I can't deal with possible crises at all."

Jian Wushuang said in a low voice, "Since the talent is insufficient, it must be made up for the day after tomorrow, or changed in other ways."

"You, practicing swords?"

After Song Wuxin heard this, he hurriedly took off the short sword that looked like a burning stick from his waist, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I'm not particularly proficient in kendo, this sword was picked up by me earlier to serve as self-defense. of."

Jian Wushuang raised his hand to take the short sword and pulled out the scabbard.

"Just throw this sword away." He said without raising his head, then looked at Chunqiu, "Chunqiu, see if there is any real sword."

Chunqiu nodded and began to rummage through the ring quickly.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and Cui Jing, when they were in the former heaven, were about to collect all the treasures of Emperor Six Crows.

It was almost full of a whole ring.

Soon, Chunqiu directly took out a real sword without a sheath, and the sword body was black, and handed it to Jian Wushuang.

The real sword is warm and not cold, the whole body of the sword is black, only the word "Tian Ji" is engraved on the hilt, it is a real sword that is not weaker than Chen Qing's sword.

"Next." Then Jian Wushuang directly threw the real sword called Tianji to Song Wuxin.

He was shocked, even if he was stupid, he knew the weight of the real sword in his hand, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

"If you want to cure him, you must first make yourself strong."

Jian Wushuang looked at him, and there was a golden glow in his eyes.

Song Wuxin swallowed and hugged the real sword tightly with both arms.

...

Since then, for seven consecutive days, everyone has not left this heaven.

The reason is that Jian Wushuang has always taught Song Wuxin the most basic sword styles and comprehend sword intent.

"Brother Chunqiu, I originally thought that Brother Jian was a stranger, but now he seems to be approachable. Do you think he will let him know what realm questions I will ask him in the future?"

On the roof of the restaurant, Chun Qiu glanced at Cui Jing and said with a smile, "This kind of problem will naturally be told, after getting along for a long time, you will know that Brother Jian is not too cold and will take care of the people around him. "

Cui Jingjing nodded, and looked thoughtfully at Dao who was just standing, with a striking figure, and the light in the depths of his eyes became more and more firm.

Seven days, but in a flash.

He slowly opened his eyes only when there was a trace of mist surging around the thin figure.

"Let's go." Jian Wushuang was succinct, and after saying two words, he turned around and prepared to leave.

With a "thump", Song Wuxin fell to his knees, facing his back, and slapped his head heavily for more than ten times.

Seeing his brother kneeling down, Song Wuyan, who had a foolish look and only smirk, knelt down quickly, and also kowtowed more than ten times.

"My lord, I, Song Wuxin, have been swaying for half my life, and no one has ever granted me half a cent of favor, causing my brother to suffer all kinds of hardships."

"But now, for the grace of a meal, a sword, and a thought, Song Wuxin has no way of repaying it, and I swear here that in 10,000 years, no matter what the outcome is, I will rush to your side. , the world is clear."

Jian Wushuang did not look back, but released Yanli Qingfeng to hold up his brothers.

"Don't think too much about it, I did it purely on a whim and didn't ask for anything in return."

"As for you, let's live first."

After the words were finished, Jian Wushuang's figure did not stop and left slowly.

Song Wuxin took a few steps forward subconsciously, but eventually stopped and stopped moving forward.

Then he leaned over Song Wuyan on his back and swept towards the corner of the sky.

...

Although he stayed in this heaven for ten days, it was only a moment.

And in between, the heroic woman had to escape after recovering slightly from her injuries.

But with Diqing, Chen Qing and others guarding her, she could not escape in the end.

"Tell me, why did you guys go to Beitian Xianzhou?" With his hands on his back, Jian Wushuang asked calmly.

The heroic woman's face was cold, but there was an inexplicable anger in her eyes.

"You'd better answer honestly, otherwise your end won't be much better than the previous Yanxian." Chen Qing threatened coldly.

The heroic woman snorted lightly, even in the face of Jian Wushuang, Di Qing and others were not afraid, "If you want to do it as soon as possible, why bother, this is not like your style not long ago."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Wushuang frowned.

"You answer truthfully, I'll let you go once, you Seven Swordsmen, is going to North Heaven Xianzhou to kill Young Master Mo?"

She said coldly, "Don't you think you're asking rather stupidly? You think I'll answer?"

"Damn, I have to teach you a lesson." Chen Qing angrily raised his hand to teach her a lesson.

But then, Jian Wushuang stopped Chen Qing, looked at her and said, "I am not interested in whether your purpose is to kill Young Master Mo, I am interested in the forces behind you, which kind of tyranny can you achieve? At this point, it will aim to assassinate the emperor."

The heroic woman was shocked, and a trace of panic flashed.

"You can go." Jian Wushuang said, and then signaled that she could go.

She was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to let her go so easily.

But the heroic woman did not hesitate too much, and she was ready to leave in a flash.