Chapter 737 The Same Magma, Different Ponds

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the abyss.

Regardless of whether Abyss looked at him or responded.

After an unknown amount of time, Cao Yuan's voice finally sounded again: "Why do you ask this?"

Jing Jiu said, "I wanted to tell your story that day, so I had to check the truth first."

Lian Sanyue told him that story, and she would definitely not lie to him, but he couldn't guarantee whether the little boy in love would boast a legendary background for himself, so he made a special trip to Lengshan to ask Cao Yuan.

"it is true."

Cao Yuan's voice disappeared for a long time before it sounded again.

"I'll see you off when you leave."

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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue came from the lower reaches of the magma river to the upper reaches.

Fiery magma slowly flows between the rocks, the surface is covered with a layer of dust, not very bright.

Because a lot of magma flowed into the underworld, the river surface was lower than before, and more gentle slopes were exposed, so it would be more comfortable to lie on.

Jing Jiu took off his white coat and handed it to Zhao Layue, and walked into the river.

Zhao Layue put the white clothes on her arms casually, looked at his back and asked: "He has been in the underworld and refused to come up, why did he come to see you off?"

Jing Jiu walked into the magma river, broke through the surface of the magma, and brought out an extremely bright light.

"Probably because you don't want me to talk nonsense."

He submerged his body in the magma, only his face was exposed, his eyes were closed, as if he was enjoying it.

Zhao Layue didn't know that story, so she didn't understand why the sword master was so nervous, went to the river and squatted down, looking at his face curiously.

"See? I can feel it, so don't sympathize with me."

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and said.

Zhao Layue asked: "...Is this comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable, do you want to try it?"

After Liu Ci left for a while, Jing Jiu became talkative again.

His emotional weakness is to leave the word?

Zhao Layue looked at the sparks bursting out from the surface of the magma that was broken by him, shook her head, and said, "My body can't bear it."

Jing Jiu opened his eyes, looked at her and said, "Don't forget that you are the acquired invisible sword body."

Zhao Layue understood what he meant, her eyes brightened, and she was eager to try.

Jing Jiu said, "Come on."

Zhao Layue bit her lips lightly, put his white clothes on the slope, took off his own clothes, put the Furth sword that had been broken in two on it, thought for a while, and untied the braided hairband, then carefully tiptoed and stretched into the extremely hot magma river.

The moment the tense toes were about to touch the magma, a sword intent was generated, and then winded up like a wind, forming an extremely thin barrier on the surface of her body.

The magma was trampled, and there was no rushing sound of running water, it was more like stepping into the mud.

She got used to the touch and the slightly painful burning sensation, then slowly slid into the magma, and lay down like Jing Jiu.

Then an unexpected problem occurred.

Her body was not as heavy and compact as Jing Jiu's, but she floated up slowly in the magma.

Bright and fiery magma slipped from her curves, and more than ten sparks appeared, the picture looked extremely beautiful.

Jing Jiu looked at this scene with an expression of appreciation in his eyes.

If it was any other woman, even Nan Wang and Bai Zao, they would feel a little ashamed at this time.

Zhao Layue didn't care, she dipped her fingers in some magma and smeared it on her body, like a playful little girl.

It's just a pity that he couldn't completely soak in the magma.

Jing Jiu took out the Qingtian Jian and handed it to her.

Holding Qingtian Jian in her arms, she slowly sank into the magma, feeling the ubiquitous pressure and burning sensation, and let out a satisfied sigh.

The river flows slowly without any sound, and even the stones that were taken away by the magma sank silently.

The two soaked in the magma, closed their eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Layue suddenly said, "It would be great if I could have a glass of ice wine at this time."

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to scratch in the void, and pulled out a black box.

This is the box used to hold the Seal of the Underworld Emperor. It has stayed in that cold world for many years, and it is extremely cold.

Even above the dry magma river, it only took a short time for many water droplets to condense and converge together.

Zhao Layue took the black box, put the corner of the box to her lips, and took a sip slowly.

The condensed clear water naturally has no taste, but the feeling of passing through the lips and tongue and sliding into the throat is extremely wonderful, like the jade liquid in the fairy palace.

With a slight movement of Jing Jiu's mind, he summoned the two cut-off swords on the slope. The light of the sword in his eyes disappeared as soon as it appeared, aimed at the gap, and then he held it tightly in his hand.

Countless sword fires gushed out from between the fingers, and in just a few tens of breaths, the gap in the broken sword softened and began to melt.

After all, it is Firth Sword, and it will take a long time to restore it. Jing Jiu retracted his hand into the magma, closed his eyes, and said, "I'll rest for a while."

The sword fire was still gushing out between his fingers, causing the magma to tremble slightly, looking like porridge that was about to boil.

Zhao Layue looked at his face with the same mood.

She knew that his soul had gone to Qingtianjian, and he would not wake up for a while.

——Brows and eyes are picturesque, beautiful beyond words.

Thinking that she would never see this face again, she was so sad that she wanted to do something.

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In the Qingtianjian, it is autumn.

There was an autumn rain last night, the leaves fell, and the chill suddenly came. People in the old capital of Chu State put on thick clothes.

Who would have imagined that the morning glow was so red this morning, and the sky was so blue afterward, the sun was so white that it was frightening, and the whole world suddenly became hotter, as if returning to summer, even those frogs that had not been seen for many days came alive and began to sing loudly.

The whole courtyard was filled with croaking sounds, and the Qingping on the water was trembling slightly.

"It's so noisy! You don't care about it! Hurry up and call someone to catch all these frogs! Stew soup! Braised in soy sauce! How can I sleep if this noise continues!"

The red carp broke through the green duckweed and floated to the surface of the water. Its round lips opened and closed, and it spewed out countless obscenities like an arrow.

People in the old capital of the Chu State all know that Mrs. Zhang has been a little confused in the past few years. He ordered people to dig a huge pond in the yard and raised a strange fish in it.

The so-called strange fish is a monster, because many people have heard the red carp talking.

For this reason, no one in Zhang's mansion dared to approach this pond, only the old man would stay here for a long time every day.

Mrs. Zhang sat down tremblingly on the stone bench, pointed at the red carp with his crutches and said, "It's fine for you to talk to me, no matter who comes, you have to chat with the other party, what if you scare people to death? Now they say you are a monster, what will you do when I die? You can't bear it?"

Naturally, this red carp was the King of Fire Carp, the divine beast prepared by the Zhongzhou School. It was killed by Master Bai in extremely cruel ways, and sacrificed its spiritual blood to the Heavenly Killing Formation. However, due to luck, Jing Jiu found a ray of soul and put it in the Qingtian Mirror.

Hearing Mrs. Zhang's words, Huo Li was very angry, and shouted: "I am the one who can hold back the words? The gods here are so fucking stupid, yesterday was autumn, today is summer, is it going to snow again tomorrow? How can such a mess be done!"

Hearing its disrespect to God, Mrs. Zhang's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his voice to warn: "Be careful with your mouth! Let him hear it carefully!"

Huo Li shouted loudly: "My fate is up to me! Even if he comes... ah!"

When the wind blows through the blue sky, someone really came.

Jing Jiu appeared by the pond.

Huo Li cried out in a crying voice: "You are finally here, real! I miss you so much!"