HLnovel Chapter 592 Escape
Chapter 592 Escape
This thought made Xuan Xiao suddenly dazed. The sword that was supposed to pierce his heart deviated three inches and fiercely pierced into Mo Xue's shoulder blade.
The sound of Mo Xue's muffled groan overlapped with the sound of his disciple's painful gasps in his memory, and Xuan Xiao subconsciously loosened his strength a bit.
In this instant of flaw, Mo Xue's demon pill suddenly burst out with dazzling blood light.
Lin Ci'an rushed in.
At the moment the sword pierced his ribs, Lin Ci'an saw Mo Xue suddenly smile.
Chu Ziyu subconsciously used sword moves to resist, and then let Lin Ci'an's sword penetrate three inches into his body. In the opponent's astonished eyes, his blood-stained fingers suddenly clasped the sword blade.
This action made the Tianxiao Sword emit a buzzing sound as if it could not bear the heavy weight - just like when Chu Ziyu used to guide him in sword practice, he always liked to use this gesture to correct his sword-holding posture.
Sweeped by the sword energy, the mask straps broke.
(Oops)
The trajectory of the bronze mask's fall slowed down infinitely in his eyes.
He saw Lin Ci'an's pupils suddenly shrink.
"Boss, what should we do?"
The moment the bronze mask fell: "6872! Plan B"
"What second set?" The system frantically flipped through the control panel, "There's no such part in the script, sir!"
"Let me see what's under the cliff behind me? Is there a river?"
"Yes, boss has it."
"Junior Brother Lin."
Mo Xue's voice suddenly lost its weirdness, and the ending tone was warm and gentle, "Your wrist strength is still too stiff for this move 'Snow Returns to the Wild Goose'."
Lin Ci'an's pupils suddenly contracted.
"division..."
"Do not talk."
Chu Ziyu suddenly used telepathy, his voice carrying the familiar helplessness, "Do you want to be punished?"
"Knock him out, 6872."
Before Lin Ci'an fell into darkness, he tightly grasped half of Mo Xue's sleeve.
Chu Ziyu bit his pale lips tightly, and a streak of bright red blood flowed down from the corner of his lips, which was particularly glaring on his porcelain-white skin.
His slender fingers gripped the long sword stuck between his ribs; his joints trembled slightly due to the pain, but he still maintained a steady force and slowly pulled it out.
There was a slight sound as the sword blade separated from the flesh, and the splashing blood fell on his eyelashes.
He stared down at the blood-stained sword, his own face reflected on the blade.
"My junior brother's sword..."
He wiped the sword on the blood-stained robe and then put it into the storage bag.
The word "peace" was embroidered crookedly on the storage bag.
The bronze mask just fell to the ground at this moment.
Xuan Xiao vaguely felt that he saw Zi Yu in the strong light. When the sword wind tore through the blood mist, only a few silver chains jingled in the wind were left on the edge of the cliff.
There was a fresh sword mark on the longest chain.
Xuan Xiao recognized the arc of this closing movement.
It is a variation of the last move of “Snow Returns to the Wild Goose”.
——Only he and Ziyu can do it in the world.
That wisp of innate sword energy did not dissipate, but Xuan Xiao did not notice it at this time.
In the dark river under the cliff, Mo Xue was holding the unconscious Lin Ci'an with one hand, while using the other hand to dig out the remnants of Xuan Xiao's sword energy from the wound.
When the water of the underground river flooded up, Chu Ziyu heard the unconscious murmur of the person in his arms: "...Senior Brother...Cold..."
He raised his hand and used his remaining demonic power to put up a protective shield.
6872 yelled in his spiritual consciousness: "Do you really want to take him away? Xuan Xiao will go crazy! What if we take him to the demon world?"
"if not?"
Chu Ziyu wiped the blood off his face and suddenly whispered in Chu Ziyu's tone: "Should we just leave him there and go to the Demon Locking Tower to cry at his grave every day?"