eurekapd Chapter 315 Brother Ji, I’m Sorry
Chapter 315 Brother Ji, I’m Sorry
Chapter 315 Brother Ji, I'm Sorry
“Junior Sister Jiang——!”
"boom--!"
The earth trembled, monsters wailed, and the surging skeletons turned into black smoke and disappeared only an inch away from Jiang Liqian's eyes.
In an instant, vast and pure spiritual power surged out from not far away, even sweeping away the violent wind and snowstorms hundreds of miles away.
Ji Huaiche felt the pressure on him disappear, and he immediately rushed to Jiang Liqian, protecting her behind him, and looked in the direction of the spiritual power vibration with a tense gaze.
The white snow flew up and the wind howled.
Ji Huaiche squinted his eyes and tried hard to see, vaguely, he seemed to see the shadow of a sword.
High on the hillside, the light of heaven pours down, isolated from the world, carrying with it the ancient sound of the sky that no one dares to look down upon, and the divine breath is simple and heavy.
Just a vague outline can make people attracted to it.
Then, fall into the abyss.
Ji Huaiche suddenly came back to his senses, his whole body covered in cold sweat, his heart pounding. Suddenly, he felt as if he was pierced by thousands of swords and his soul was gone.
That feeling of cold despair is like a shadow that cannot be shaken off in the sun, sharp and filled with an ancient silence.
He subconsciously took a step back and bumped into Jiang Liqian. He suddenly remembered that this forbidden land also buried a vast sword tomb in the desert.
Using the energy of the sword tomb to suppress the evil beasts, Jian Feng is so decisive and unpretentious.
But an ownerless sword will not come out of the sword tomb casually. Who is this sword for?
"Senior Brother Ji, it's time for us to take Junior Sister Shen away!" Jiang Liqian spoke at the right time with a hoarse voice and a barely perceptible tremor.
Ji Huaiche then remembered Shen Qingqing who was unconscious.
With Jiang Liqian's defensive formation, he was not too worried. What shocked him was that after the storm, there was no trace of the slug except the sword.
Such a huge monster, a monster that left them with almost no power to resist, had disappeared without a trace.
It...was it chopped into dust by the sword, or did it run away on its own?
Ji Huaiche was so confused that he couldn't think straight. He could only try again to contact the outside world.
This time, the jade token lit up very quickly. It was a message from his returning junior fellow apprentice that rescue was on the way.
Ji Huaiche felt half relieved and went to Shen Qingqing with Jiang Liqian, ready to carry her on his back and leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
But a strange scene appeared. The snow that never melted under their feet turned into a slowly flowing quagmire. The three of them were all stuck in it and even had difficulty lifting their feet.
Shen Qingqing was also awakened by the series of incidents.
She opened her eyes and saw herself slowly sinking into the flowing quagmire. She was so frightened that her teeth were chattering and tears were streaming down her face. She didn't care about anything else and just kept saying, "Big Sister, save me, save me!"
Jiang Liqian, who was also falling, was stunned and looked at the struggling Shen Qingqing in astonishment, but then she remembered that Xuan Ling and the others had also shouted the same thing, which meant that they were convinced that she would switch to Jianfeng Sect and become the eldest disciple of Immortal Master Qingzhi.
Jiang Liqian curled her lips coldly, feeling it was ironic.
What "Big Sister"? What "saving her"? Why should she save her? Is the word "Big Sister" a kind of immunity from death? Why should she meddle in other people's business?
Besides, she herself is imprisoned and doesn’t know how to get out!
The situation of the three people was indeed dangerous. The more they struggled, the faster they fell. Even if they didn't move, the quagmire would almost reach their necks.
Moreover, this swamp was very strange. They couldn't even use their spiritual power to float on it.
Ji Huaiche was the one with the highest cultivation among the three and was also their senior brother. Seeing that Shen Qingqing, who was the shortest and struggling the most, was about to be swallowed up by the quagmire, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth and prepared to use his life-saving skills to send them out. Even if he died here, it would be considered that he had saved his fellow disciples and would be on the honor roll of the Discipline Hall!
"Junior Sister Jiang, move your legs and see if you can get closer to Junior Sister Shen. I'll take you out." Ji Huaiche looked at the more reliable Jiang Liqian with a serious expression.
Jiang Liqian saw his decision and was slightly shocked.
"Brother Ji, what are you going to do? You're going to be swallowed up by this swamp!"
"There's no time for excuses now. As long as we can keep everyone alive, we can save them. Hurry! Junior Sister Shen can't hold on any longer!"
[Ding! The backlash value of the young master's inner demon has decreased by 1%, and the current backlash value is 48%.]
Jiang Liqian pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't move and didn't do what he said, Ji Huaiche couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
Are you being willful now and saying those high-sounding and righteous words?
"Jiang Liqian, go over there quickly!" He gave her a cold look.
If he delayed any longer, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to get them both out.
Under his cold gaze, Jiang Liqian's body stiffened, and then she mechanically tried to move towards Shen Qingqing.
Seeing that she understood her current situation and was quite obedient, Ji Huaiche breathed a sigh of relief, but then he saw that Jiang Liqian was motionless again.
"you……"
"Brother Ji, I'm sorry."
"what?"
Jiang Liqian suddenly plunged into the swamp.
Ji Huaiche was so horrified that he wanted to rush over and grab her, but he fell to the cold snow.
The swamp disappeared, and Shen Qingqing fell on her buttocks on the exposed rocks, almost breaking her tail vertebrae.
Jiang Liqian also fell into the thick snow in a mess, and the pure white and clean snow fell all over her body.
She looked at the long sword standing high in the air through the cold light, and snowflakes one after another slowly covered her long, trembling eyelashes.
"Shi Tian..."
She murmured softly, as if she were talking in a dream.
The sword in the distance trembled slightly, as if filled with hatred and resentment, anger and rage. It wanted to keep her, but also wanted to stab her heart and suck out all her warm blood.
The sound of snowflakes tumbling down her ears and the whistling wind all resembled the fiercest roar and the most mournful sob. Jiang Liqian closed her eyes, her heart trembling. She could feel its emotions, could sense how much it hated her.
The sword's heart is shattered and the sword's path is broken.
In this life, she cannot become its master.
There is no chance for it to lead to greatness.
It cannot achieve the great reputation of the divine sword.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, sweeping up trails of afterimages around her and enveloping her.
Isolated from everything outside.
"Don't do this..." Jiang Liqian endured the pain in her body and staggered to her feet. A gust of cold wind wrapped in ice and snow swept her back to the snow.
Jiang Liqian held her breath, grabbed the cold and hard ice and snow with both hands, and tried to get up again.
The cold wind blew her over again.
Jiang Liqian said nothing, without any complaint, but just silently repeated the action of getting up.
Being knocked down again and again, trying to get up again and again.
Repeatedly.
Reciprocating cycle.