Chapter 35 Sword Love

Speaking of this, Yu Xiaoqing did not wait for Yan Ruyu to reply and continued: "With the exact information, a precise plan for reselling troops can be formulated. In the past few days, Brother Yan has been staying here, waiting for news from your gang. In addition, Qiyun Tower is going to hold a large-scale auction in Fengyang City's commercial building recently. Brother Yan can also go and take a look, maybe he can get something good."

Yan Ruyu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay! Thank you Brother Yu, I've been disturbing me these days. I dare to ask Brother Yu, there are clues about Senior Yuan Qing."

"This..." Yu Xiaoqing shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "These masters are all gods who don't see their heads and tails. The library in the alliance only has some major events in their lives. As for the information about their residence, there is no difference between being and not being."

"It's such a pity. If we can get the help of senior Yuan Qing or some clues to find, it will be a great help to us." Yan Ruyu sighed with regret.

"The clues of these masters can be obtained, but..." Yu Xiaoqing wanted to speak but stopped.

"Oh, Brother Yu, tell me!" Yan Ruyu said anxiously.

"Have Brother Yan heard of Fengyun Pavilion in Qiyun Tower?" Yu Xiaoqing asked.

"I heard a little, it is said that it is a professional selling of various secrets in the world. It is almost impossible to cover up the secrets of the world." Yan Ruyu suddenly realized, but immediately sighed deeply and continued: "However, if you want to enter Fengyun Pavilion, there are quite harsh conditions. Qiyun Tower seems to have a third-level transaction: precious, precious, rare, rare, and rare. In fact, there are fourth-level transactions, precious, precious, rare, and rare. In addition to the first-level transactions, there are not only restrictions on transactions, but also special ID card restrictions on Qiyun Tower. The second level requires bronze medals, the third level requires silver medals, and the fourth level requires gold medals." Yan Ruyu said as she took out a silver medal from her arms, and smiled helplessly: "This silver medal was also obtained by me not long ago. I only traded for bronze medals, but only traded for silver medals, but traded for 1,008 times!"

Yu Xiaoqing looked at the silver medal that Yan Ruyu took out in meaningfully. When she touched her arms, she actually took out the same silver medal. The two looked at each other and smiled and put the silver medal in their arms.

Yu Xiaoqing said: "Brother Yu won the bronze medal in three transactions, and the silver medal in one hundred and five transactions. After that, he traded countless times and did not win gold medals. The transaction in Qiyunlou is not only more than the number of transactions, but more importantly, it is more valuable than the value of the trading items. Whether it is rare materials, rare medicinal materials, or secret medicinal materials, they are all judged by their value. It seems that the two of us have never been able to trade the value products that Qiyunlou recognizes!"

"Haha." Yan Ruyu smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that the legendary secret is not traded with this silver medal. It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Suddenly, the two of them smiled helplessly again.

"Blade love!"

"Sword Demon!"

In an instant, two screams sounded at the same time, and Jianqing jumped forward; the sword demon angrily made a sword, and the sword energy shook forward, shaking away four juniors, and turned around and turned toward the sword demon.

At the time, there were two "Peng" and "Peng" sounds. The sword demon and the sword ejaculation used all their strength to kick the opponent's body. At the time, there were two miserable sounds, mixed with the sound of drawing the sword, and one demon and one man flew backwards, holding his own sword tightly in his hand; suddenly, the demon and one man seemed to two falling leaves, and the breath of life quickly dissipated on his body, ethereal.

"Blade love!"

"Sword Demon!"

After a moment, two heavy bodies fell into two trembling arms at the same time; two angry screams sounded almost at the same time, mixed with endless cry of wretchedness; as if one of his own body was missing a piece of pain.

Just after these two screams, the magic light suddenly flashed on the sword demon and escaped with the sword demon.

"Blade Qing! Blade Qing!" Jian Qing roared, his whole body trembling, as if an old man trembling in the cold wind, lonely and lonely, and endlessly melancholy.

The wind is left in the tree, Yunchuanshan stands behind Jianqing, his face full of sorrow, and it is hard to say a word.

At the same time, Gu Hu and the four of them staggered and fell to the ground.

"Uh--" Dao Qing screamed again, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of her mouth, as if releasing the last energy of life.

"Daoqing!Daoqing..." Jian Qing screamed sadly, his eyes turning crystallized at some point.

Gu Hu and the four of them settled down and flew towards this side immediately. They had just started, but they saw Shu Liufeng and Yunchuanshan shook their heads gently towards them. The four of them stood there and did not move.

"Jian...qing...brother..." Dao Qing said with difficulty while spitting blood on his mouth, his words blurred, like the look of gradually disintegrating.

"Daoqing, Daoqing..." Jian Qing choked and anxious. A bunch of tears fell down. He hugged Daoqing with his left arm and kept helping Daoqing wipe the blood spit out of his mouth with his right hand. The blood seemed to be endless sadness, and it became more and more rubbed.

"Brother... I'll take one step first, I regret it!" Dao Qing suddenly said clearly with all his strength. After saying that, he heard another miserable sound, and the bright red mouth was sprayed out again. His body thrust, his eyes rolled, and the sword fell to the ground, and his vitality disappeared with the clanging sound.

Jian Qing was so sad and angry that he suddenly roared to the sky: "Brother--"

This sound was filled with depression, pain, despair, and endless hatred!

This sound shook the surroundings, and the aura was storming in all directions. The purple sand spewed up instantly, as if it was sending out dances for the lost life, and as if it was shaking the separation and reunion of the world.

The trees left the wind, and Yunchuan hurriedly retreated more than ten feet; the four people in the lonely arc, although they were far apart, were still shocked and staggered back several feet again.

"Brother!" With this brother, Jian Qing hugged Dao Qing tightly, and the past came to his heart: Once upon a time, one sword and one sword were used to challenge life and death, one sword and one sword became brothers, one sword and one sword to break through the world, one sword and one sword entered Shenzhou, one sword and one sword were flattened, for you, you could go to Zhongshan for your sword, and for your brother, you could drink and get poisoned; now, one yin and one yang are lovesickness, and one sword and one sword are lonely.

The six people looked at the sad and angry Jianqing, as if they saw a lonely and desperate old man. Not long ago, this old man was still a handsome and handsome man in the eyes of everyone. Not long ago, this old man was still an invincible enemy in the eyes of everyone. Now, this old man seemed to be really old in the blink of an eye and no longer had the sorrow to be wiped out. And the knife love in his arms was disappearing, turning into fluorescent lights and disappearing invisible, and finally the longing for a precious sword was left.

"Brother, I will definitely avenge you!" Jianqing picked up the treasure sword on the ground, sweared to the heaven and earth, and sweared to the soul. From this moment on, the sword never leaves the body, the sword love is there, the sword love is there: love is the master of heaven, righteousness is the master of earth, the heaven and earth are the evil spirit; the sword cuts evil spirit, the sword cuts the demon, and one sword is the king's hatred!
Chapter completed!