Chapter 852

"You're hurt." Ling Chuxi held Huangfu qingjue's wrist nervously, and after the pulse, Ling Chuxi put his heart down. Huangfu qingjue's pulse was very stable. The blood oozes out of the mouth, which is just a temporary surge of Qi and blood. But Ling Chuxi still worried about feeding Huangfu qingjue a pill.

"I said I'm ok." Huang Fu Qing gave a soft smile and took Ling Chuxi's hand.

"Well." Ling Chuxi finally put down the worry in his heart and smile. Then suddenly thought of what, exclaimed, "by the way, Xiaohong!" Just now, Xiaohong tried to save her. It seemed that she was hurt badly.

Xiaohong has stopped spitting blood now, and is looking at Ling Chuxi with a frown in her eyes: "unexpectedly, I just think of me now. You are such a shameless bastard, I want to curse you..."

Although Xiaohong is murmuring in his heart, his mood is more relaxed and happy than ever before, and all the despair and grief are swept away. She's OK. That's fine.

Ling Chuxi takes Xiaohong up and finds that he has been recuperated by himself. He has hurt himself. He feels a lot of pills and puts them into Xiaohong's mouth. Hold up small red rolled up white eyes, this just let go.

"He will be made up by you." Huangfu uttered a faint sentence.

"Will you?" Ling Chuxi looked at the round red in his hand and blinked.

Just then, a strange noise interrupted their conversation. Ling Chuxi and huangfuqing looked up and saw that the heart of the sword and the spirit of the sword were still fighting.

As soon as Gong Xi's crazy swords were gone, the sword spirit no longer had to worry about the future, and once again fully integrated the sword heart's divine sense. Just now, under the siege of a few people, the spiritual power of the sword heart was damaged, and the sword heart absorbed some of the spiritual power of the white jade crystal heart during this period of time. Once again, it was equal to the sword spirit. No one could help but fight each other.

"Sword heart, give up!" Huangfu qingjue walked towards the heart of the sword. His voice was flat, but his Majesty was irresistible.

"Give up?" The heart of the sword gave Huangfu a bitter look.

After thousands of years of waiting, he got a white jade crystal heart by chance, and finally formed a spirit body. He thought that he could melt the body of the sword and become a magic sword, but in the end, he failed. There was too much in his heart.

"That's it, that's it." Jianxin sighed helplessly. No matter how much he was unwilling to do so, he knew that he had no chance to resist Huangfu qingjue's strength. It's just a blend with the sword, and his spirit will not disappear completely. It's still a part of the seven residual meanings of Cangyuan.

At this thought, Jianxin finally gave up the final resistance.

Next, the great figure of the heart of the sword turns into a brilliant light and blends into the spirit of the sword spirit. When the heart of the sword is integrated with the spirit of the sword, it gives people a different feeling. More like a living person than before. And the strength, not to mention, is much improved than before.

When the light disappears, a long sword with ancient meaning appears in front of several people. The scabbard is full of vigorous and powerful ancient characters.

"This is the ancient sword where the heart of the sword lives." Jianling explained to Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi picked up the ancient sword and pulled it out gently. The body of the sword flashed a piece of silver light like water. A slight shake, give out the sound of trembling like a dragon chant. It is extremely flexible. Ling Chuxi infuses the genuine Qi a little, and the body of the sword is straight and rigid, giving people the feeling of invincible.

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