Chu Shaolong nodded in approval and sighed, "Fortunately, Miss Shi Ruge and Yi Zhuofeng have decided now. As for the relationship between Zi Jun and Jin Ge, it seems to be getting more and more..." As he said that, his voice became a little smaller and his face became a little ugly. He could not continue what he thought in his heart, so he changed his words, "Maybe only by refining a sword similar to the Chixiao Sword can Jin Ge successfully snatch the Chengying Sword from Yi Zhuofeng's hand. Otherwise, he would not be Yi Zhuofeng's opponent."

Jin Yin looked at the five giant dragons entrenched on the wall of the cave in the prison with unfathomable eyes and said, "The magic of the Blood-Devouring Sword will definitely not be weaker than Chengying's gloomy light. When hanging in the ice pool, although Yi Zhuofeng saved me, he was wrong because he was Pu Wen's son. Moreover, he shouldn't have the Chengying Sword."

Chu Shaolong's gentle face was a little puzzled: "Master, have you guessed who the person you were plotting against in the Hanging Ice Pool?"

"It should be the fifth brother!" Jin Yin sighed quietly, squeezed the fist in his hand, and said coldly, "At the time, when I was thinking about the fact that he had robbed me from the Beixuan Cave dungeon, I showed mercy, only ruined his appearance so that he could not see anyone but did not kill him! Unexpectedly, now he came out to oppose me!"

Seeing that Jin Yin suppressed the anger in his heart, Chu Shaolong's elegant smile slipped without any trace on his face, and he said, "Master, you should not be ruthless in dealing with anyone who is hostile to him, otherwise a mistake will lead to eternal regret. This is what you taught me. It seems that you have personally verified this sentence today."

Jin Yin's eyes were bright and he looked at Chu Shaolong and said, "That's it. Next, when it's time to do big things, anyone who hinders me will die!"

Chu Shaolong bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Shaolong swears to help Master complete his great cause!"

Jin Yin nodded with satisfaction, laughing in his words, but asked again: "Shaolong, do you know what the master wants to accomplish?"

Chu Shaolong shook his head slightly and smiled without knowing it because he really couldn't figure it out. A year ago, when his master Jin Yin appeared in the world under the title of Shadowman, he, like everyone in the world, also believed that Shadowman was Zhang Yao from Tianyi Sect twenty years ago.

All along, he never asked the reason and purpose of what the master asked him to do, and he didn't have the time and energy to deliberately inquire about his true identity. It was not until the day when Jin Ge revealed that the shadow man was actually Jin Yin that he suddenly realized that his master was bigger than Zhang Yao! So until now, he didn't understand what Jin Yin really wanted to do.

Jin Yin looked up and said, "The five pearls gather again, the dragon subdues again, the universe turns around, and the destiny is changed against the heavens!"

"Is this the effect of the gathering of the Five Immortal Flower Grass? Master wants to use it..." Chu Shaolong was shocked, but he looked calm and gentle.

Jin Yin suddenly held his shoulder, changed the subject, and said earnestly: "Shaolong, you have been withstood by the humiliation for fifteen years by staying by Pu Wen's side, and you are wronged!"

Chu Shaolong quickly adjusted his mentality, shook his head, and whispered: "Shaolong regarded you as his teacher when he was young. When the Chu family died fifteen years ago, you took action to rescue Shaolong from the killer's sword. Without a master, there would be no Chu Shaolong today. If you live in Tianyi to serve his master, how could you feel wronged?"

A smile slid across Jin Yin's mouth, and he sighed: "Shaolong, your great revenge has been avenged. Now, Master can give you another request and say whatever you want."

"Haha." Chu Shaolong smiled lightly, as if he was not a part of the world's fireworks. He said, "Shaolong has nothing to ask for. He just hopes that his master will return to heaven as soon as possible and take the position of leader!"

Jin Yin's hand was lifted from Chu Shaolong's shoulder, and after turning around, he laughed heartily. He said, "That's a matter of time! Just Shaolong, haven't you ever thought about being with Zi Jun?"

Chu Shaolong shook his head again and said with a smile: "Zi Jun's heart is no longer me, and Shaolong never does anything forced."

Jin Yin shook his head helplessly, suddenly his eyes were cold and said, "Now Jin Ge and Yi Zhuofeng are rushing to Bizhou. I always feel that it is not as simple as Jin Zhan recruiting a son-in-law. Shaolong, you can also go and see who is the sacred person in charge!"

"Yes, Master." Chu Shaolong shook the golden fan in his hand. His white clothes floated lightly and walked away.

The other side.

Jin Ge had already guessed that Yingkong was Zi Jun, but he still pretended not to know. Because he wanted to know why she left him in a dead way. Has she loved herself in her heart?

At night, he silently guarded a corner of Fengcai Palace and looked at her. His favorite Zi Jun.

He was willing to wait here, waiting for her to take out the gift.

Just as he felt a little depressed, he suddenly saw a purple figure floating out of the phoenix collapse palace.

"It's so late, where is Zi Jun going?" Jin Ge was a little worried and followed resolutely.

Jin Ge discovered that Yingkong would go out every night. But every time, in order to prevent Yingkong from finding out that he was following her, Jin Ge had to keep a long distance from her.

It is because of the long distance that every time he followed Yingkong to the foot of Luanfeng Mountain, she no longer saw her. Looking around, there was only the hillside road.

Day after day, Jin Ge always carefully explored around. He knew that there must be some secret hole here, and Zi Jun must have entered a deep hole.

Jin Ge thought, just why is Zijun doing this for? Is it to prepare a gift for himself?

Hard work pays off. On the seventh night, Jin Ge finally found an extremely narrow hole covered by plants and trees.

The Netherworld Prison at this time.

A sword was covered with red light, standing between the gap between two square rocks in the middle of the prison.

Its surrounding bonfires are surrounded by a large round circle. The blazing flames release golden green smoke, each of which is in a line, floating towards the center of the circle, gathering towards the sword body erected on the rock in the middle.

At the higher level, Yingkong, wearing purple clothes, jumped and stepped on the iron lock in the air to float lightly above the sword.

Looking at the formed Chixiao Sword, Yingkong's cold orchid face was covered with a faint smile. Then, she took out the dagger between her sleeves and stroked heavily at the wrist of her left hand!

The bright red blood was like the tiny water flowing between the cracks of the rocks in the mountains, flowing endlessly, falling little by little onto the Chixiao Sword below. Every place where the blood flowed through reflected dazzling red light.

"Zi Jun, enough!" Chu Shaolong shouted in panic at the top of the high school. He has always been elegant and gentle, rarely speaks loudly like this.

Yingkong's body swayed slightly, and his originally rosy lips gradually lost their blood color, but he ignored Chu Shaolong's reminder at all. He just thought to himself: This is the last day, I will inject as much blood as possible, and the Chixiao Sword refined in this way is the strongest!

"Zi Jun, enough!" Chu Shaolong looked at him with a grim look. He couldn't help but shout again with a hint of voice.

The red light reflected was getting more and more dazzling. The shadow sky standing on the iron chain in the air was so burned that it was unknown which direction to go. Perhaps it was because of excessive blood loss and I was a little dizzy.

"Brother Chu, it's going to be done soon." Yingkong responded to Chu Shaolong lightly. Then he turned his body, but her feet did not keep up with the rhythm of thinking at all. She was about to fly up and suddenly stepped down in confusion.

This kick did not step on the thick iron chain.

"Ah———" Yingkong staggered, fell face down, and fell to the Chixiao Sword under him!

"Zi Jun!" Chu Shaolong called out shrillly, using his extraordinary light skills to fly forward and hug her, but he still couldn't catch up...

Just as Yingkong's body was about to fall onto the huge rock, a strong internal force surged from somewhere.

It was like a surging wave, rolling between the huge rocks and the shadow sky. In an instant, the speed of the shadow sky falling dropped by ten thousand times, like a feather floating in the air.

Chu Shaolong jumped forward and hugged her body...

After Chu Shaolong stood firm on the ground with Yingkong, he asked in surprise: "Who is the person who took action just now? Why did someone follow us here but we didn't notice it?"

Yingkong shook his head and expressed his ignorance, but said, "His martial arts is far above you and me. But he has no malice because he did not hinder our sword refining and even saved me!"

"Maybe it is!" Chu Shaolong frowned faintly and thought carefully in his heart.

In the dark, Jin Ge smiled bitterly and said: If I could always follow you, I would never let you practice this sword, I will not have you practiced this sword, silly Zijun!

After saying that, he moved away and ran out of the cave like an enclave. He was afraid that Chu Shaolong would chase him out and see him.

When she was ugly, Yingkong quietly returned to her Fengcai Palace with the refined bloodthirsty sword. She sat leaning against the table and chair with a haggard face. While recuperating, she thought.

At this moment, she made a gesture and signaled the female disciple beside her to hand the long object wrapped in her hand to the one in front of her.

He took it with a hand and his eyes shone brightly. He said, "Senior Sister, is this the gift you gave to the leader of Jin? Is it a sword?"

Yingkong nodded weakly, looking so weak.

"Senior sister, the sword is so heavy in her hand. I dare to ask, where did you come from?"

Yingkong smiled faintly, completely ignoring his weakness, and said, "I went to the Netherworld Prison and took seven days and seven nights to refine this sword. Although it is not as spiritual as the real Red Sky Sword, it can still be used to deal with Chengying."

Tang Yuying was startled, and her eyes were filled with worry. She said in panic: "Then your body?"

Yingkong shook his head, and instead told Tang Yuying, "It's okay to rest for a few more days. Come over quickly and hand the Chixiao Sword to Jin Ge. He will set off for Bizhou in another hour."

"Senior sister, you are so nice to Jin Ge!" Tang Yuying couldn't help but sigh softly, and a faint sense of envy appeared in her clear water-like eyes.

Ying Kongyi understood it in her heart, and there was still a smile on her face. In fact, since she came back from Tongling Island, she had already seen a friendship hidden in her heart. Now, after the verification of time, she was sure that the person hiding in her heart was Jin Ge.

In the early morning, the dewdrops in the mountains cast a thin layer of fog on the quiet Luanfeng Mountain.

At this moment, Yingkong was leading some Luanfeng Mountain disciples to stay in the main hall to see off for the martial arts leader Jin Ge.

Jin Ge played with the shining bloodthirsty sword and said to Yingkong with a smile: "President Yingkong, the sword you gave you, Jinge, and Jinge will regard it as more important than his own life in the future."

Under the thin black veil, Yingkong's face was filled with a happier smile, and she whispered: "If this sword can be liked by the leader of the Jin League, it will be a blessing for this sword! Yingkong will also benefit from it."

Jin Ge shook his head, his face still shining brightly, and said, "No, it's not its blessing, it's my Jin Ge's blessing, I can get the love given to the sword by the head of Yingkong! At that time, I couldn't wait to try it out. This sword is really good, with an extremely sharp blade!"

Yingkong's face was another smile: "The leader of the Jin League is concerned about the martial arts world and thinks about the four major sects everywhere. Yingkong should give a gift to express his gratitude!"

The smile on Jin Ge's face froze in an instant. He looked at Ying Kong's eyes and suddenly whispered: "Actually, there is no need for us to be so polite and squeamish. Before leaving, I hope you can promise me something."

"Please say, Yingkong must do his best to serve the leader." Yingkong still talked to Jin Ge indifferently with the tone of her, the leader of Luanfeng Mountain. However, at this moment, her wonderful almond eyes did not dare to look at Jin Ge anymore.

Close the bloodthirsty sword, Jin Ge stepped to Yingkong's side.

Yingkong suddenly realized, Jin Ge touched her ear and whispered: "I want you to take good care of yourself. When I come back from Bizhou, I will stay here and stay with you all the time."

"Jin Alliance Leader, you are really good at joking. You shouldn't tell me what you said in such a kind of jealousy." Yingkong turned around coldly, concealing his already accelerated heartbeat.

The bright and comfortable smile on Jin Ge's face remained. He knew that Yingkong fully understood what he meant in his heart.

At night, the moonlight is bright and spring is born. As the seasons change, the number of pedestrians in the town gradually increases.

In the northeast corner of Changju Inn, there was a man in black who drank alone all day long. He was not frowning, nor was he depressed, but he had a look of indifference.

Before he knew it, the dozen or so old daughters on the ground had all fallen into his stomach.

At this time, there were a few diners scattered in the inn, and he could not see them at all. It seemed that the only thing left in this world was him and the wine at the table.

Hua Yin had already approached. After seeing him drinking a few drinks, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Young Master Yi's alcohol tolerance is getting better and better! It's just this person who drinks, but few people can drink together to make it interesting!"

Hearing such a familiar voice, Yi Zhuofeng finally stopped, looked at him gently, and asked, "Do you know which wine is more fragrant than what is here?"

Hua Yin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, thinking to himself: What's wrong with Yi Zhuofeng? He was alone in his drunkenness and dreaming of death? And the tone of his speaking to me today was not as hostile as before.

"What? You don't mean to invite me to a better place to drink?" Then, Yi Zhuofeng changed his face slightly and asked coldly.
Chapter completed!