Chapter 317 The Departure of Jun Qianshang

Jun Qianshang stretched out his finger, and a wine jar in front of him made a bang, and the mud seal had been opened. Under the control of Zhenqi, the wine jar slowly tilted and filled the green wine into the small green porcelain cup in front of Jun Qianshang.

Gently sip, Jun Qianshang smiled and said, "His details, in fact, I already know... You and I have allied, and he can't get involved in the divine battle, so I sent them out of the knife field in advance. Dugu Piao is originally suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Whether it is his fingers, his size, or his heart, he is the top talent for practicing swordsmanship. Unfortunately, because the master practiced kendo, he abandoned the knife and followed the sword, wasting his talent in vain.

"I had the intention to help him step into the divine level, but he already had a knot in his heart. I looked at it carefully and estimated that it was related to his godfather's sword demon Dugu, so I sent him here. If he could solve the knot in his heart, he would practice in the future, and enter the world for thousands of miles After that, it is estimated that it is difficult to step into the ultimate realm of martial arts, but... that knife is also very suitable for him. If you have enough time, the west gate will not be by your side!"

"Oh." Jun Qianshang had such a high evaluation of Dugu Piao, but Fengyun Wuji did not expect it. He turned his head and looked at Dugu Piao alone outside the door of Dugu Wuqi. Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt that Dugu Piao's figure was particularly lonely and Lingding.

Zhao Wuji said, "It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together. You might as well ask him to have a drink with him."

Shaking his head, Feng Yun Wuji stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Forget it, let him guard his master... Even if you go there to invite him in person, he will not come at this moment."

"It's like this," Zhao Wuji looked at Du Gu Piao thoughtfully, and then smiled and said, "Come on, no matter what, you and my brothers get together, come and have a drink together!"

The three of them filled the wine, raised their hands to clink the glass, and then drank it all.

Jun Qianshang closed his eyes, but his face showed a look of memories. After a long time, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of the mellow smell of wine and sighed, "I almost forgot that wine, it turned out to be this kind of taste... That feeling is really... indescribable."

"At the way, you went to the Demon Realm to find the Demon Training Sect. What was the result? Why didn't you see him come? ...Is it because he is looking for a hidden repair and can't come until after a while?"

Fengyun Wuji and Zhao Wuji were heartbroken when they heard the words. Fengyun Wuji put down his glass, looked at Jun Qianshang, and opened his mouth several times to close it. After all, he didn't say it.

Jun Qianshang looked at Feng Yun Wuji's expression and immediately understood everything. He looked up and sighed, and slowly closed his eyes. For a moment, the incomparable silence on his face faintly revealed an extremely tired look.

"A long time ago, Mo Lianzong and I were actually friends," Jun Qianshang said slowly, "Later, because of the disagreement between the two sides, he cut the robe and broke the sleeves. He founded the Demon Realm, and I founded the Daoyu. From then on, we will never see each other again... Well, but..."

"Brother Jun, my condolences." Zhao Wuji looked solemn and said.

Shaking his head, Jun Qianshang turned his face to Feng Yun Wuji: "Actually, I had a hunch before, but when the speculation was confirmed, it was still a little sad. After all, for a long time, he was once a very good brother... Just like you! Hey..."

The scene was silent for a moment, with a faint coldness.

Jun Qianshang grabbed the wine glass, drank one cup after another, and drank wine silently. A touch of red floated on his pale cheeks because of the injury.

Fengyun Wuji and Zhao Wuji did not stop. The two looked at each other and drank silently with Jun Qianshang.

"Is his body still in the demon realm?" Jun Qianshang raised his head and asked.

"Well," Fengyun Wuji nodded.

"I'm going to see him sometime. At least, collect the bones for him!" Jun Qianshang said with some sadness.

"...Now, the Demon Training Sect is dead, the plan has been completely disrupted, and there is no strength to compete with the War Emperor... Wuji, do you have a plan? What will you do in the future?"

"What should I do... I haven't thought about it. Maybe it's the only way. Enjoy a corner and be trapped in the sword field. What about you?"

Jun Qianshang suddenly stood up, raised his glass, and said loudly, "Dry!"

Fengyun Wuji and Zhao Wuji responded by themselves. The three of them touched the wine glass and drank it all.

After drinking a glass of wine, Jun Qianshang suddenly said, "I have decided to retire early!"

"What?!!!"

Fengyun Wuji was shocked. Jun Qianshang would say this. Fengyun Wuji didn't expect it at all. I remember that Jun Qianshang originally said that he would retire, at least after dealing with the Emperor of War.

"How could this happen? ...Aren't you ready to deal with the War Emperor, not ready to avenge the warrior who perished the Sword Domain, and the Demon Lianzong?"

Jun Qianshang shook his head: "You still don't understand, you don't understand... Now this result is doomed from the beginning. Personal hatred... What does it count as?"

"After drinking this glass of wine, I should also leave," Jun Qianshang pointed to the ground: "There is that one in the sword domain, and you can also keep your safety. You don't need to worry too much. You and I have a friendship. I should help you. My reincarnation decision has been passed on to a disciple. You are

Fengyun Wuji has the intention to prevent Jun Qianshang from leaving, but as Jun Qianshang said, my cultivation is more intelligent than Jun Qianshang. To guard the sword domain, it is enough for me to be alone... But what is the real situation?

Fengyun Wuji only feels bitter in his heart,

Things can be said to be a pain in Fengyun Wuji's heart. How can there be such a self! Although it has strong strength, it is not driven at all. However, all this is the beginning of distracting. Who can you blame for the decision you have made?!

Jun Qianshang put the wine glass on the square table, arched his hand to the two people, strode past the side of the two people, and swept away in the distance without any nostalgia...

"Wait..."

"What?" Jun Qianshang stopped, but did not turn back.

"Who is the person you are talking about?"

"...Son of the Sword Emperor, Jun Zilan!!"

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked and muttered, "Is it him? How could it be him?"

Fengyun Wuji clearly remembers that it was Jun Zilan who attacked the sword pavilion for the first time. He was handsome, but he was defeated by Jun Zilan. Fengyun Wuji never thought that the heir chosen by Jun Qianshang was actually him!!

The sky is dark, and the roar of the wind is bulging in the air. Jun Qianshang slowly goes to the distance alone, and his figure is gradually moving away...

"Senior, take care! ..."

Just as Jun Qianshang was about to disappear from sight, Fengyun Wuji suddenly opened his mouth and shouted. Zhao Wuji on one side found that at the moment when Fengyun Wuji opened his mouth to call out his predecessors, Jun Qianshang's figure in the distance suddenly stagnated, and his body trembled slightly. Then his sleeves spread out Finally, I will never see you again...

Jun Qianshang's departure is inevitable. When everything a person cares about and misss does not exist, leaving is the best choice.

In this regard, Fengyun Wuji has long been aware of it, but no matter what, Jun Qianshang's abrupt departure still makes Fengyun Wuji feel lonely. When the two really meet, one of them has gone away...

At the top of the Sword Pavilion, there are only Zhao Wuji and Fengyun Wuji.

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything, but kept adding wine to Fengyun Wuji and drinking with Fengyun Wuji. The wind blew. Somehow, Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt that the wind was a little cold...

I don't know how long the two of them drank on the top of the sword pavilion, until Zhao Wuji patted Feng Yun Wuji on the shoulder.

"Ah? Brother Wuji, what's wrong?"

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything and pointed to his ear.

Soon, Fengyun Wuji also felt that in the distance, a powerful breath was rapidly approaching the sword pavilion, and the breath in the perception was a little strange. I felt that... The other party seemed to stumble all the way towards the sword field.

The divine consciousness quickly broke through the air and swept the whole sword domain within thousands of miles. The result of this sweep made Feng Yun Wuji wake up from the sadness of Jun Qianshang's departure, pulled up Zhao Wuji, and walked away.

"What's the matter? ..." Zhao Wuji asked, "But do you want me to take action?"

"No, you can go with me to meet someone."

With a big sleeve, the square table, together with the wine jar and wine glass on the table, floated down from the sword pavilion, and Fengyun Wuji and Zhao Wuji floated down from the sword pavilion.

In the distance, a man in black armor flew slightly towards the sword pavilion, staggering like a drunk.

As soon as Fengyun Wuji brushed his big sleeves, he flew over like a speed. His hands had held the man. As soon as he started, a chill rushed straight into Fengyun Wuji's meridians from the other party's hand.

"Taixuan, can you still support it?" Feng Yun Wuji said in a hurry.

"No, it doesn't matter," Taixuan pushed Fengyun Wuji away. At the same time, he stared at Zhao Wuji beside him warily and pointed to him, "Who is he?"

"He is my brother, Zhao Wuji, you don't have to be nervous."

Only when Tai Xuan heard the sound, he relaxed, and his whole body looked drowsy. The skin outside the ** nine-life battle armor looked extremely pale, faintly cyan.

"What a powerful war emperor... What a powerful war emperor! ..." Taixuan's lips were blue, trembling, and kept muttering. On his body, there was a thin layer of ice, which could not be dispelled.

"The sword in your body is Jianyuan, which is useless to him. Let me help him," Zhao Wuji said, and then reached out and patted Tai Xuan's back shoulder.

Taixuan's mood was a little unstable and seemed to have been greatly stimulated, but when Zhao Wuji reached out to help, Taixuan immediately dodged and stared at Zhao Wuji coldly.

"Let me do it." Feng Yun Wuji said, "There is too much cold air in his body. If the cold air is introduced into your body, you may not be able to stand it."

After saying that, Fengyun Wuji's body shook, and the next moment he appeared on the side of Taixuan's body. His hands pressed on Taixuan's back heart. The magnificent cold air filled Taixuan's body constantly poured into Fengyun Wuji's body. Fengyun Wuji's body surface quickly formed a layer of snow frost.

hoo!

Taixuan took a long breath, the thin ice on his body surface dispersed, and his face showed a touch of blood red. He fell like a meteorite on his side. He was in the air, and his head was already fainted.

Fengyun Wuji took Taixuan into his hand, and then handed it over to Zhao Wuji: "Help me take care of him. I'll get rid of this cold."

"Okay, just leave it to me." Zhao Wuji took over Taixuan. As soon as he turned around and jumped to the sword pavilion. The wind and clouds behind him turned into lightning, quickly passed behind Zhao Wuji, and boarded the sword pavilion far away before Zhao Wuji. Without saying a word, he sat down and started to work.

This day is destined to be extraordinary...