stonecrandall Chapter 117 Heartless Sword
Chapter 117 Heartless Sword
A cold light suddenly appeared, and the broken blade drew a sharp arc in the air, piercing straight through Lin Feishuang's arm, bringing up a string of bright red blood flowers.
Lin Feishuang snorted, took a few steps back with his arms covered, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and looked at the dark guard Seventeen with gloomy eyes.
"What are you doing! Have you forgotten that Your Majesty the Great Viet has formed an alliance with the Lin clan!? Ning Zhi should have told you to obey my orders, do you want to disobey his orders!"
The dark guard Seventeen didn't even look at him, and stretched out his hand, controlled the broken blade to pull a few sword flowers in mid-air, and finally flew back to his hand.
Lin Feishuang's expression became more and more cold, "Secret Guard Seventeen, don't forget your identity, do you want to disobey the order?"
Shi Qi lowered his eyes, looked indifferent, and ignored him.
Just now, Huo Chen was protecting Ning Zhe and walked in a hurry, so he threw the sword here and failed to take it back.
He looked down at the broken sword lying in his palm, and reached out to wipe off the blood on the snow-white blade.
He was so focused that Lin Feishuang couldn't help looking at his palm.
It was a broken sword, which had lost the sharpness it should have, but the Seventeenth Dark Guard kept staring at it, as if looking at something long-lost.
Lin Feishuang narrowed his eyes, taking a closer look at the Broken Blade for the first time.
The hilt of Broken Blade is made of thousand-year-old black iron, with a majestic dragon pattern engraved on it. The whole body of the sword is white and transparent, the blade is thin and sharp, and it is not stained by blood.
"Do you know the name of this sword?" The Seventeenth Dark Guard suddenly asked him.
Lin Feishuang didn't know the origin of the broken sword, so he asked, "What?"
"It's called - Wuxin." The Seventeenth Dark Guard lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, except for the horizontal sword marks on his eyes which were extremely conspicuous.
Lin Feishuang frowned slightly, "Is this... Ning Zhe's sword?"
This sword is already old and has no front, and its appearance is unremarkable. Except for the dragon pattern case on the hilt, which can clearly show its original noble status, there is hardly any strangeness.
Lin Feishuang couldn't see any value in it that deserved the attention of the Seventeenth Dark Guard.
It was so important that he even let Ning Zhe go for this broken blade.
"No." The Seventeenth Dark Guard put away the broken blade, his voice was low and cold, with the chill of smearing ice and snow, "It's not long ago."
"So what?"
Lin Feishuang didn't take it seriously, with a mocking sneer in his eyes, "You let Huo Chen and Ning Zhe go privately, if the news gets back to Dayue, do you think Ning Zhi will spare you?
What's more... this sword clearly fell out of Huo Chen, so what does it have to do with you?Do you think you can get Ning Zhe's heart by occupying a dilapidated and old broken sword?
Wuxin, Wuxin, but it's not that he has no heart, it's just that he has no heart for you alone! "
Lin Feishuang stared at him, his frivolous and sharp eyes almost tore the heart of the guard seventeen open.
The last sentence angered the seventeenth guard.
As soon as Lin Feishuang finished speaking, he was grabbed by the neck by the hidden guard Shiqi, and his whole body was suddenly lifted into the air, and he was thrown out violently, hitting the wall.
"If you want to die, I can fulfill you right now!"
Dark Guard Seventeen looked down at him indifferently, his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see any emotion.
"Heh..." Lin Feishuang wiped the blood foam and stood up from the ground with a sarcastic expression.
"Why, I guessed it right, and became angry? If I guessed correctly, Ning Zhi should have ordered you to kill Ning Zhe long ago, but you haven't done it for a long time. What are you thinking? Only you I know it in my heart!"
The eyes of the seventeenth dark guard suddenly turned cold, and he stabbed out with a sword, which was extremely swift and fierce, not inferior to Huo Chen's earth-shattering sword before.
Lin Feishuang was startled, quickly cast a spell, protected himself with a water curtain, stepped back hurriedly, and distanced himself from him.
The ground of the bluestone slab was centered on the Seventeenth Dark Guard, and spider webs spread to the surroundings inch by inch, cracks and dust were floating all over the sky.
The terrifying murderous aura condensed into substance, turned into pieces of sharp blades hanging in the air, and the attack was extremely fierce.
In just a moment, the water curtain that Lin Feishuang sacrificed was beaten to pieces.
Lin Feishuang spurted blood suddenly and knelt on the ground.
The sharp thin blades pierced into his body one by one, smashing his flesh and blood.
Lin Feishuang's eyes were hazy, and his vision was blurred.
——This is really retribution.
He just took advantage of Ning Zhe, and now it's his turn to be killed.
The guards around rushed forward to save him, but they were stopped by a group of hidden guards.
Lin Feishuang's lips curled into a meaningless smile as he stared at the Seventeenth Dark Guard.
"Is this also ordered by Ning Zhi? Did he ask you to kill me?"
There was a coldness in his eyes.
Ning Zhi is suspicious and sinister by nature. He ordered the secret guard Seventeen to send Alan back just to see how Alan tortured Ning Zhe?
It's a pity that Alan was locked up by him, and he never had a chance to attack, which disappointed Ning Zhi.
Ning Zhi failed and was impatient, so he reached an agreement with him to keep Ning Zhe's life, and wanted to send him to the Demon Realm to suffer from food sharing.
It's just that due to the disappearance of the young master of the demon clan, and the lack of signs of opening the door to seal the demons, Ning Zhi couldn't sit still, and wanted to attack Ning Zhe in advance.
So Ning Zhi is also very hypocritical.
On the one hand, he was worried that Ning Zhe would make a comeback and threaten him, and on the other hand, he was hiding himself so that he would not be found to be in the same room.He ordered the secret guard Seventeen to tear up the agreement with him and assassinate Ning Zhe in private.
The corner of Lin Feishuang's lips curled into a sneer, and he looked at the Seventeenth Secret Guard in a blink of an eye, "Your Majesty is still in Dayue, and you have already reached out to my Lin clan, so you have a good plan!"
Shi Qi's expression remained the same, he still kept a wooden face, and did not make any comments on his words.
Lin Feishuang didn't care much about the news, coughed up blood, and said with a sneer: "It's really interesting, Ning Zhi was careful and smart for a while, but he didn't expect that his loyal guards betrayed him and let him go." enemy!"
The dark guard Seventeen didn't speak, and walked up to him step by step, with the sword in his hand across his neck.
"Kill me, I'm not as skilled as others, and I can't beat you." Lin Feishuang closed his eyes, his face was cold and fearless.
The dark guard Seventeen didn't make a move, just pressed the tip of his sword against his throat, and asked calmly, "How can I use the bone of the witch god?"
Lin Feishuang was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes, "Why do you know..."
He had a strange expression on his face. After thinking about it for a moment, a dazed look suddenly appeared on his face.
"I said why, no wonder... no wonder!"
Lin Feishuang sneered.
No wonder Ning Zhi would be willing to form an alliance with a waste like him, it turned out that it was for the remains of the witch god!
He couldn't help but sneered, "Why, isn't it possible that Ning Zhi not only wants to get rid of the divine veins, but also wants to control the Lin clan of ghosts and witches?"
After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, he suddenly paused, and glanced at the silent guard Seventeen.
Lin Feishuang's face gradually became embarrassing, "No...it's not right...he didn't do it for this! He did it to absorb the power from the remains! Ning Zhi...he's crazy ?!"
The power in the bones of the witch god is beyond anyone's imagination.
The seal of the Boneyard was set by the entire Lin clan.But even so, the power hidden in the remains will still leak out continuously.
The reason why the sacrificial temple is so dark and filled with resentful souls is that it is affected by the residual power of the remains.
Ning Zhi wanted to absorb the power of the bones, at the least, he would explode and die, and at the worst, he would draw out the demons of the world, causing cholera and chaos in the world!
Lin Feishuang's face changed again and again.
He really didn't expect that Ning Zhi would have such courage!
"Don't say I don't know, so what if I know? Even if you kill me, I will never tell you!"
Lin Feishuang's eyes were surprisingly cold.
It's not that he cares much about the world, it's just that the bones are the glory that his ghost and witch clan has guarded for generations, and they are the last proof of their legacy as the witch master. How could he let others take it away! ?
Not to mention that this person is also the king of Dayue who believes in the gods!
Lin Feishuang's original frivolity was no longer there, and his whole body was full of vigilance.
Shi Qi expected that he would say this, his brows and eyes remained motionless, and he said indifferently: "Since that's the case, it's useless to keep you."
After all, a sword fluttered out.
Obviously he didn't use much strength, but the evil spirit on the sword was surprisingly strong and terrifying.
A ray of cold murderous intent locked Lin Feishuang tightly, making him unable to escape, and he could only watch himself die in despair!
Lin Feishuang's eyes widened, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.
He could almost feel the cold and slippery touch when the cold sword energy slid across his neck.
he is dying...
A breeze blew past my ears, carrying a slightly drunken warmth.
There were patches of snow-white and soft clouds floating in the sky, which was so peaceful that it was mesmerizing, very much like the feeling of that young man.
Lin Feishuang half-closed his eyes and looked up at the sky.
At this moment, he suddenly regretted it.
Why bring Ning Zhe out, why use him.
And why...you have to keep getting stuck with that person.
Lin Feishuang sighed inwardly, and gently closed his eyes.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands supported his waist.
Time was pulled extremely fast suddenly.
In a blink of an eye, Lin Feishuang was pulled away from the place.
The point of the sword only scratched his neck lightly, even the wound was extremely shallow.
Lin Feishuang was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his neck.
He is still alive.
—He is not dead?
A cold sneer sounded behind him, the tone was not pleasant, but rather hoarse, but extremely familiar.
"Lin Feishuang, what is your expression? Young master, I saved your life again, are you still not happy?"
Lin Feishuang turned his head, and a fat face full of flesh immediately magnified in front of his eyes.
So close that Lin Feishuang could almost see the small and dense oil pimples on his face one after another, as well as the tear mole under the corner of the eye that was squeezed out by the fat.
"The king... is not responsible for...?"
Wang Bucheng grinned and smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow and white interlaced and jagged teeth, "It's me."
Lin Feishuang could almost smell the soaring garlic smell in his mouth.
The originally dazed expression immediately turned into disgust.
He stood up, pushed Wang Buchen away, and frowned: "Don't touch me! Stay away from me."
A smile flashed in Wang Bushi's mung bean-sized eyes, but Lin Feishuang didn't notice it.
He frowned, with an angry look on his face, and said angrily: "Master, I haven't disliked you yet, but you dare to dislike me!? If it weren't for me, you would have been chopped into pieces by that secret guard long ago!" Meat paste!"
Lin Feishuang raised his eyebrows, with a sharp arc: "It's cleaner than being rescued by you!"
After he finished speaking, he thought of the Seventeenth Dark Guard, and turned his head to look around.
But he no longer saw the figure of the seventeenth guard.
Including the hidden guards he brought, they were all gone.
Lin Feishuang frowned slightly.
Wang Bucheng immediately showed a smug smile, and patted his chest vigorously: "Don't be afraid, he has already been injured by my young master, he has already run away!"
Wang Bu Shou has always been an idiot, how could he defeat the Seventeenth Dark Guard.
Lin Feishuang sneered, thinking he was farting.
He couldn't think of the reason for a while, so he could only give up, coldly pushed Wang Bucheng away, and walked back.
It's a pity that he ignored his injury, his feet became unstable, and he fell backwards.
Wang Bulu folded his hands behind his back, and sighed pretendingly, "Oh my goodness, the beauty throws herself into her arms, young master, should I take it or not?"