novelraw Chapter 174 The Mission of the Blade
Chapter 174 The Mission of the Blade
Chapter 174 The Mission of the Blade
On the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, the yellow dust is scattered, the wind blows up the battle flag, the soldiers are ready to go, the horseshoes splash the dust on the ground, and the sound of the horn resounds through the sky.
The emperor personally marched, and a heroic man sat on a tall horse.
The bloody sunset fell behind him, and the burning clouds reflected in his eyes, kicking off the prelude to this war.
As the pawns fight to the death, the blood condenses the dust on the ground into lumps, the blood is splashed on the battle flag, and fierce fighting begins between swords, lights and swords.
After a great victory, the local city gates were lost, and countless soldiers rushed into the city-state and occupied the new city.
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Beside the blazing furnace, the tall and majestic king remained undiminished, and standing beside him was a white-bearded craftsman with an immortal style.
A woman in a white dress came from outside the hall, with a graceful figure and winding straps, half of her calf-length black hair was tied up with a plain jade hairpin, and the rest of her hair was floating in the air.
She walked briskly, walked to the side of the two people in the hall, and watched as the craftsman took out the three long swords that had been trained into one handle, and put them into the fire pool for tempering.
The woman leaned over and bowed, her waist was slender, and her long skirt was spread on the smooth ground.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to fight for you."
"No, the teacher entrusted me to find the sword, and there must be no mistakes. One person is enough!"
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Every war looks down on others and sweeps other countries.
The young emperor showed great talent and strategy, and the whole world was in his pocket. He stood on a high platform overlooking all living beings, and all the people worshiped under his seat.
In the Dune Palace, there are wine pools and meat forests, and rare and exotic animals are everywhere.
The shadow of a death shrouded here.
The reforged broken sword never saw the light of day again, and the slender woman in white sank to the ground.
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Feng Mian felt the pain of broken muscles and bones all over his body, his body was like a dried sponge, he was bewildered and longing for the arrival of sweet rain, until the power slowly recovered.
He finally woke up from the long dream, and his consciousness gradually came to life.
Open your eyes, in front of you is a vibrant and dense forest, the lake reflects the bright moonlight, and the breeze blows across the sparkling lake.
He stood up and sat on the ground, so familiar, this is...
The figure of a woman in a long white dress appeared in front of her eyes, as slender as in a dream, as cold as the moon in the sky.
"Fly to the moon?"
Feng Mian looked around in disbelief, wasn't he fighting Ye Wucheng to the death?The two of them were on the verge of dying together on the highway, how did they get here so quickly?
The woman heard the sound of him waking up, and looked back, there seemed to be a clear spring in her eyes.
She originally had an extremely cold appearance, with slender eyebrows and long eyes, a beautiful nose and pale lips, but a little cinnabar between her eyebrows made her more charming, but she was neutralized by the indifference in her cold eyes, so that she would not look frivolous.
Turning around and looking down, Guanyin lowered his eyes.
The breeze swayed through the trees, making the rustling sound among the branches, Ben Yue's skirt gently brushed the back of Feng Mian's hand.
It is obviously soft and silky satin, but it seems sharp enough to cut your own hands.
His heart beat a few quick beats.
No matter how many times I see Ben Yue, Feng Mian can't help but be amazed by her extraordinary figure, she should be on the moon palace, not in this worldly barren mountain.
"You're awake." She looked down at Feng Mian who was still sitting on the ground, and interrupted his thoughts.
Feng Mian quickly got up: "Why am I here, I remember that I was clearly on the side of the road in the suburbs..."
Ben Yue shook her head: "I don't know either, you suddenly appeared in the woods over there, I thought you were seriously injured, so I brought you back."
She pointed to the woods to the west, Feng Mian looked over, there was a gap emitting light light in the depths of the dark and deep forest, and there was a large pool of blood in front of the gap, which should be the blood from the wound on her body.
He got up from the ground, looked at the pool of blood not far away, and a guess suddenly appeared in his mind: "The gaps around here are connected to each other!?"
"En." Ben Yue responded softly, "The gaps around this mountain are all connected, because the power in the center is too strong, so they are all connected to one point."
She pointed to the lake, Feng Mian knew that the point she mentioned was the enchantment at the bottom of the lake.
Then it seems that I had chased and killed Ye Wucheng all the way before, and ran so far, and the two chased each other to the vicinity of this mountain.
Thinking of the dizziness before he lost consciousness, it must have been the strong air current that was blown away by the two attacks and flew out, crashing into a nearby gap.
I had never noticed that there was a crack nearby.
He had just taken two steps when his legs suddenly went limp, and he knelt down on the ground, trying to get up by supporting the ground, but his arm couldn't exert any strength, and the wound on his forearm that had stopped bleeding collapsed under his force.
There was another dull pain in the chest, and Feng Mian coughed violently, coughing up a trace of fishy sweetness from his throat.
Ben Yue stood beside him: "Your injury is very serious, and it hasn't healed yet. Now you just regained consciousness, but your body still can't support you to move around at will."
Only then did Feng Mian remember that he and Ye Wucheng fought for their lives before, and both of them suffered injuries that could be regarded as fatal for ordinary people.
He had to sit on the ground: "Thank you for helping me."
Although Benyue didn't say anything, she must have healed herself when she brought herself back.
Otherwise, with so many wounds on my body, even if I bleed to death when I lose consciousness, let alone wake up so quickly.
Ben Yue stretched out her hand and hovered above his head, a soft white light instantly enveloped Feng Sleep's body.
He felt that his body seemed to be infused with a clear spring, and he became less heavy, and the stagnant energy in his chest was also relieved a lot, and the wound on his arm that was opened just now stopped bleeding again.
She withdrew her hand: "You are too overdrawn, and your body is in short supply. I'm afraid you won't be able to recover in a short time."
Feng Mian nodded: "I know, thank you for today's kindness."
He suddenly remembered that at the last moment of Ye Wucheng's desperate fight with him, it was Bi Fang who suddenly appeared and blocked the attack for him, and then the light of the long sword became dim.
Thinking of this, he called out the long sword from the spiritual realm.
I saw that the red sword body was no longer as bright as usual, but instead withered and darkened.
!
Feng Mian was startled, busy calling Bi Fang in his heart.
Ben Yue said suddenly: "Don't waste your time, Bi Fang is fast asleep."
He raised his head: "It was an attack for me before, because at that time..."
Ben Yue looked at the dull sword in his hand, and said: "It was also seriously injured, maybe... it won't wake up for a long time."
long time?
How long is a long time?
How long does it take for a person who has lived for thousands of years to say "a long time"?
Feng Mian stroked the blade, feeling a little guilty: "It's all my fault..."
"No." Ben Yue interrupted him, "Bi Fang must have voluntarily."
Her tone was very affirmative: "The mission of the blade is to remove all obstacles for the owner, even if it is to be smashed to pieces."
She seemed to remember something regrettable, and there was a trace of loneliness in her eyes.
(End of this chapter)