Li Cheng sat quietly in the pavilion in the other courtyard holding a book in his hand.

Yuan Ziyan brought a plate of snacks and sat down: "Master, do you want to find someone to stare at the Wan Zhen?"

Li Chengkong's eyes were not off the page: "No."

"I always feel that this guy is a bit dangerous." Yuan Ziyan was worried.

There are almost no one in the world who dares to attack the master directly. When he arrives in front of the master, he will eliminate the murderous intent and fighting spirit.

This is a soldier that defeats others without fighting. It is the best power and the power that the master has been pursuing.

But Wan Zhen was able to attack the master, showing his extremely pure aspiration, far beyond ordinary people.

Although this Wan Zhen is unknown and young, his determination and purity are really better than most people.

If such a person has been thinking hard, he may end up not being able to turn to the little prince.

Although the little prince has a top master to protect him, he may not be able to block Wan Zhen’s Feihong Divine Sword. He must be careful.

Li Chengkong smiled, still staring at the pages: "He won't kill Xian'er."

"Why?" Yuan Ziyan was puzzled.

Li Chengkong shook his head and had no intention of explaining.

Yuan Ziyan said helplessly: "But Wan Zhen is still a little capable, and he has not been cheated by the little prince."

"He's so clever." Li Chengkong shook his head: "You can only improve if you suffer a little loss."

In his opinion, Dugu Xian has Su Hui. Although he is only two years old, he is as wise as an adult.

This is a genius.

Unfortunately, genius often means arrogance and look down on others.

In his opinion, this is the most dangerous.

Even if he is integrated with the supercomputer Yitian, he dare not be proud and always strives to be cautious and humble.

Dugu Xian was a little bit Su Hui, as if Zhennancheng could no longer hold him, and he showed off his extraordinary wisdom everywhere, which was ridiculous.

How can I not teach him some lessons?

Yuan Ziyan thought about something.

She then said, "Master, can Wan Zhen cure the little prince?"

"I don't expect him to be able to cure it. Just give Xian'er a little stimulation and let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

"Master, you have also put a lot of effort into it."

"If you don't worry, what can I do?" Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "What's the investigation about the Feihong Divine Sword?"

"It's been found." Yuan Ziyan was excited and said with a smile: "Master, this Feihong Divine Sword really has its own roots."

"Um--?"

"This Feihong Divine Sword has appeared once in ancient times." Yuan Ziyan was so energetic that he smiled and said, "It was just happened to be found."

Li Chengkong put down the book and looked at her.

Yuan Ziyan said in high spirits: "It is the unique skill of a generation of sword master a thousand years ago."

"Kaojun..."

"Yes, a thousand years ago, a stunning and stunning person appeared, known as the King of Knife. If a knife is released, someone will die. Without exception, no one can stop him."

"Is it the Feihong Divine Sword?"

"That's right." Yuan Ziyan exclaimed: "He was once the only one who could stand his sword. At that time, all the top three masters in the world died under his sword, and they made a great reputation, which made people frightened."

"The top three..." Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Can the experts in the world still rank?"

"Anyway, that's what I said." Yuan Ziyan exclaimed: "Since you dare to call yourself the top three, you must have played it, even if it is not."

Li Chengkong nodded.

Yuan Ziyan said: "It's a pity that this sword king seems to have committed suicide, and his extraordinary skills have been passed down to the world."

"Self-killing?"

"It seems to be a sacrifice for love."

Li Chengkong frowned.

Yuan Ziyan said slowly: "It seems that she had killed her confidante by mistake."

Li Chengkong frowned even more.

He suddenly thought about how he would feel if he killed Song Yuzheng or Lu Qingluan?

I couldn't even think about it, and I was shivering.

Yuan Ziyan saw his expression and hurriedly said, "This Daojun only has one confidante, which is different from the master."

Li Chengkong glared at his eyes.

Yuan Ziyan hurriedly smiled and said, "So it's more painful than the master imagined. He really couldn't suppress himself. He eventually killed himself, jumped off the cliff with his confidante in his arms, and his body was caught in the sea and disappeared."

Li Chengkong sighed.

Such a character and such an ending are indeed a great tragedy.

He inexplicably awe of fate. Even if he is the best in the world, he still cannot control his own destiny and the destiny of others. The divine sword cannot stop the manipulation of fate.

"Then what?"

"Then there was no news about him again, and the Feihong Divine Sword was spread throughout the world, but it did not expect it to reappear on Wan Zhen."

Li Chengkong nodded slightly: "So, he is a person with great luck and can obtain this inheritance."

"Master, I think this inheritance is a bit unlucky." Yuan Ziyan shook her head: "Will there be such bad luck if you get this divine sword?"

"..." Li Chengkong pondered.

Yuan Ziyan said: "Is it hard to say?"

Li Chengkong hesitated and said slowly: "If the magic sword is strong enough, it can cut off the bondage and break the rules."

He now felt these rules vaguely and the power of fate existed.

Of course, now I just vaguely feel that there is still a long distance away from control, so I am even more in awe of fate.

"Can you master cut off the bondage?" Yuan Ziyan was excited.

"I can't do it yet."

Yuan Ziyan sighed immediately: "Yes..., this is just a beautiful wish, and it is difficult to achieve."

Li Chengkong was too lazy to say: "Is there any?"

"Yes." Yuan Ziyan said: "That sword master seems to be proficient in flying knives and also proficient in sword techniques."

"Sword Technique..." Li Chengkong thought: "You mean, Wan Zhen is familiar with other sword techniques, not just flying knives?"

"It should be." Yuan Ziyan said: "It is said that the Feihong Divine Sword is both a flying knife and a sword technique."

Li Chengkong seemed to be thinking.

Wan Zhen was not revealed at all.

However, since it has not been revealed, it should not be a killer move, but a knife technique is indeed not as good as a flying knife.

I think I know that the strongest thing about Feihong Divine Sword is to condense the cultivation of the whole body into one sword, which is already the most powerful.

More importantly, the victory is sudden and one attack is fatal.

For top experts, it is difficult to use the sword technique so suddenly if you only have one chance to use your phone.

"Master, this ten thousand shocks are sinister enough?" Yuan Ziyan said: "I have to be careful."

Li Chengkong nodded: "The Knife Lord's inheritance..."

Yuan Ziyan said: "It's a pity that this inheritance is very strange. I don't know how it was passed down. It's been more than a thousand years."

"It should be a knife." Li Chengkong sighed: "Have you found out the place where this sword king died?"

"It's found out." Yuan Ziyan smiled and said, "The master wants to go over and take a look."

"Let's go."

The two left the villa, floated westward, and came to Dayun, and came to a beach.

There is a cliff by the sea, with huge waves surging below, constantly hitting a cliff more than 100 meters high.

The two stood on the cliff, and were blown by the salty sea breeze and fluttered.

"Master, it's here." Yuan Ziyan said: "If the mountain has not changed, it's here."

Li Chengkong looked around and his eyes became deep, as if he had no white pupils and all his eyes became black.
Chapter completed!