"Heh...a sword that sheds tears?"

Zicheng smiled mockingly, raised his foot and kicked the egret away.

He slowly turned around and looked at Jianjian. His robe drew a graceful arc in mid-air, with a faint trace of purple.

The egret flew out in the air and hit a black abyss tree. Suddenly, the branches of the black abyss tree grew rapidly and penetrated the egret's body, tightly imprisoning the egret in the tree.

The blood dyed the blood-red robe even more gorgeously.

The blood-red dragon on the blood-red robe suddenly opened its eyes with flashing red light, and actually sucked the blood away from the egret.

"Go quickly..."

Gritting his teeth, the egret roared angrily at Qu Dingtian and others.

The powerlessness at this moment made Bailu's body tremble continuously, which reminded her of when Liu Yun died and when Cheng Anqing left...

She wanted to protect many people, but in the end, who did she protect?

She is arrogant, she is arrogant, in the end, will she become a fish and be slaughtered by others?

The branches of the Black Abyss Tree kept sliding with the sound of "chichi", and two branches as sharp as swords suddenly penetrated the palms of the egret's hands.

Bailu closed her eyes and raised her head. Everywhere on her body hurt, but it was not as painful as the pain in her heart...

The pain in her hands, which were filled with blood and pierced by branches, had long been ignored by her, and her blood was boiling in her gradually cold body.

Gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes slightly, Bailu looked at Zicheng who was walking towards Jianjian and others step by step. Looking at the purple robe flying in the wind, Bailu's hands... clenched tighter and tighter.

"So many things were not done, so many people were not protected, how could he just die like this? How could he?"

The egret gritted its teeth and wrinkled its entire face...

She kept twisting her limbs, but was restrained by the branches of the Black Abyss tree and couldn't move.

Reluctance kept shouting on her body, and the blood-stained blood-red dragon robe flew with the cold wind...

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Zicheng walked up to Jianjian, looked into Jianjian's eyes, and smiled strangely, "A sword with a human body is already quite rare and precious, but I didn't expect it to be a sword with a heart that can shed tears. If you become my body

Part of me is still afraid that I won’t be able to conquer humans?”

Jianjian looked at Zicheng indifferently, leaning against the black abyss tree standing absolutely cool.

He raised his slender white fingers and slightly fiddled with a strand of bangs in front of his forehead. In an instant, the jade tree was in the wind.

"Are you qualified to be a part of your body?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced sideways at Zicheng with his sword, full of disdain.

"It seems...you're going to have to drink wine as a penalty if you don't eat the toast?"

Zicheng gradually put away the weird smile on his face, his eyes were like swords.

"You are just a colorful soul. I have survived since ancient times. You are not even qualified to carry my shoes." Jianjian smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and patted Zicheng gently.

on his shoulders, his mockery increased instead of lessened.

"Sword sword..."

After Qu Dingtian and Qing Zhuyu looked at each other, they turned to look at Jianjian and frowned slightly.

If Jianjian said this and angered Zicheng, the consequences would be disastrous...

What's more...

If the news of "the sword with a heart and the ability to weep from ancient times" spreads, all those peak experts who have been hiding in the world or in seclusion for hundreds of years will definitely come out.
Chapter completed!