"Why does the Holy Sword need to hang empty for twenty years before it can be used again? Twenty years is actually just an imaginary number. Essentially, when most people are eager for the Glory of the Holy Sword to suppress the world, the Glory of the Holy Sword can radiate its power, and once

After more than ten years of chaos, the people will naturally long for the salvation of the Holy Sword."

"So," Cha Shiyin asked, "can you guess now why my life can cancel the hanging of the holy sword?"

"Because you are the Glory Lie Sect."

Le Yu completely understood: "In addition to flowing to the emperor, the people's spiritual power will also flow to the wise kings who have been praised by the people for thousands of years, such as Gaozu and Lie Zong. Although I don't know how you did it, but you seem to want to deceive Sheng Jianhui

Yao, let it treat the people's spiritual power flowing to you as the spiritual power flowing to the bright water clouds!"

Cha Shiyin smiled and nodded: "Except for your stupid heroic view of history, you are quite smart in other aspects."

"Then what price will you pay?"

"I already said it, my life."

"You won't die."

"But I will be destroyed physically and mentally." Cha Shiyin shrugged: "The price of deceiving the Holy Sword Huiyao is very heavy."

Le Yu was slightly startled: "Then how are you going to survive?"

Cha Shiyin asked: "Where do you think my energy for immortality comes from?"

There is no second answer to this question. Le Yu points to the sun in the east: "Light."

"After my body and soul are destroyed, maybe in more than ten years, maybe in decades, maybe in Huiyao, maybe in the Western Continent, light will re-weave my body."

"The Absolute Divine Weapon will never allow its holder to escape from the sacrifice through death. If the Absolute Divine Weapon does not let you die, you will never die."

Cha Shiyin's mouth showed a wry smile: "I hope I can see you again when I come back."

Le Yu no longer had any doubts in her mind and said calmly: "There will be a chance."

Cha Shiyin's body was already dim and clear, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second. However, his eyes were shining at this time, staring closely at Le Yu: "Then, Qin Leyin, while I am sleeping

Before that, please satisfy my curiosity - what are you doing here?"

Le Yu looked at Ming Shuiyun, who smiled, but what he said was the words of a tiger and a wolf: "Qin Leyin, kneel down!"

Bang! With the blessing of the Holy Sword Huiyao, the relationship between Ming Shuiyun and Le Yu was strengthened to a new level. Before Le Yu could react, his body had already completed Ming Shuiyun's order.

"I have wanted to try this for a long time." Ming Shuiyun sniffed and said with a smile: "You can be regarded as my scabbard if you are so obedient."

Le Yu raised his head and wanted to say something, but saw Ming Shuiyun opening his arms and hugging his neck. This moment seemed to go directly from morning to night, and overwhelming darkness swept the entire world.

"Don't be angry, forgive me."

After saying that, Ming Shuiyun let go of Le Yu, stretched out her hand towards the sky, and a holy sword composed of blazing light quickly condensed in her palm. She looked to the south, holding the holy sword high, as if to represent the king of heaven, punishing the rebellious officials in the world!

At this time, the red-haired Bai Xuejun's voice came from behind her: "Shuiyun, do you still remember the three wishes I made to you when I made a contract with you?"

Ming Shuiyun was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course I remember, your first wish is: "From now on, you are both my sword master and my feeder." It means that you want to suck my blood regularly.

, but except for that night, you never smoked it for a second time."

"Now, I want to make a second wish." Le Yu said: "Let me touch the Holy Sword Huiyao."

Ming Shuiyun bit his lip gently, with a hint of crying in his voice: "What kind of wish is this? Even if you don't make a wish, I will let you touch it...Here, touch it. But the sword holder has already told me your thoughts,

The relics of the saint cannot replicate the glory of the holy sword. You have worked hard... Oh, don't be like this. I'm not going to die right away. We still have a lot of time. We can work together in the future to achieve our goals.

ideal..."

Leyu, who was kneeling on one knee, looked at the Holy Sword Huiyao stretched out in front of him. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the body made of blazing light, with a determined expression on his face.

"Now, I want to make a third wish."

He looked up at Ming Shuiyun, and pressed the glorious blade of the holy sword with his five fingers.

"The third wish is that you want me to die..."

"I have to die."
Chapter completed!