Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 644

[Chapter 644 Survive]

The moon’s eyes are in the sky.

Frost and cold.

The Yanjiang River flowing through Bawang City is mighty, the waves whimper, turbulent and quiet.

A solitary grave by the river.

——This is the tomb of the moonless clothes.

Shen Zhenyi, dressed in white, stood quietly in front of the grave.

The three female disciples stood not far behind him and whispered, “Did the city master really wait for the master for a thousand years?”

From the few words between Wuyue Nishang and Shen Zhenyi, Chu Huoluo could only guess like this.

This is longer than the four hundred years that Zining-Jun waited for…

Moreover, Zi Ningjun finally waited.

But the Moonless City Lord could only hold out a sword against his master.

——Perhaps, the years of thousands of years can be clearly expressed in this gorgeous sword. But all kinds of resentment and unease, all kinds of expectations and disappointments, all kinds of loneliness and loneliness, after all, are real, and when you read them carefully, you will cry.

“probably……”

Princess Long is not quite sure, but with the master’s ability, this is not a strange thing.

The most touching is Zi Ningjun.

She knows the helplessness of waiting best.

Even though her heart was sinking, she knew how hard those days were.

– The only difference is that some people waited and some people didn’t.

– may never wait.

This mood change between expectations and worrying about gains and losses is the most torturous moment.

“But Master doesn’t seem to have much sadness…”

Chu Huoluo sighed, Shen Zhenyi was obviously more detached and detached in this world, and compared to the world of the Eight Cultivators in the Nine Serenities, he seemed to be much more indifferent.

“The love of a thousand years has already been explained in one sword.”

Zining Jun sighed leisurely.

“He’s a swordsman after all.”

Usually Zi Ningjun doesn’t speak much, but this matter resonated and occasionally felt, so he opened his mouth.

When they were talking, Ouyang Jue tiptoed over and said with a smile: “The three elders, I have something to discuss with the third son of Shen, I wonder if it is convenient at this time?”

He can be considered to be able to put down his posture. Shen Zhenyi showed that the sixth level of the gods is stronger than Wuyue Nishang, and he immediately lowered his body and claimed to be the next.

Chu Huoluo and others had been by Shen Zhenyi’s side for a long time, and they were already used to it, so they didn’t care much.

“Wait a while, the master is paying homage to the city lord, and he will naturally call you when he is done.” Lord Long is relatively gentle, even if Bawang City is sorry for Abandoned Sword Villa, but in the face of Wuyue Nishang, he still treats Ouyang Jue a little bit. color.

“Yes, don’t worry.”

Ouyang Jue had a smile on his face, how could he have the majesty of a great elder on weekdays.

“Please come over, elder Ouyang.”

Shen Zhenyi stood in front of the tombstone and spoke indifferently, Ouyang Jue, like Feng Lunyin, walked up to salutation: “Ouyang Jue pays respects to the third son of Shen.”

Before, he was able to pose in front of Shen Zhenyi. He was the most senior elder. Even if Abandoned Sword Villa was not weak, he couldn’t put it down.

– but now it’s completely different.

At the sixth level of the God-Human Realm, he was a top expert outside Xuantian City, and his status was completely different.

This is the world of seven wounds.

——In other words, this is the rule in this world, and if the cultivation base is one level off, it can almost be considered that it is not a person from the world.

If it is more than three-level, there is almost no chance to even see it from a distance.

This is the world of power, deep-rooted class differences.

Ouyang Jue used to be able to rely on the old and sell the old in front of Shen Zhenyi, but now he can only call himself a junior.

“See you” two words, said the helplessness of his present.

Shen Zhenyi looked at him lightly: “I’m going to trouble you to take care of the city lord’s funeral, it’s hard work.”

Wuyue Nishang had a bad luck with no moon divine light, and pushed his divine light to the limit, which has far exceeded his lifespan. In the end, it turned into light and went away. In fact, there is nothing to deal with.

But after all, she is the lord of the Millennium Overlord City, and after her death, Ouyang Jue takes care of everything.

“The city lord is as gracious to me as a mountain. If there is no city lord, there will be no Ouyang Jue. I should do whatever I want.”

Ouyang Jue is also sincere.

Over the past few hundred years, he has been able to stand still in Overlord City, not because of his outstanding talent and strength, but because of the city lord’s blue eyes after all.

——In fact, it may not be blue eyes. After thinking about it carefully, he just happened to appear beside the city lord, and the city lord chose such a person as his endorsement at will.

But even so, he was still grateful.

Now that the city lord has passed away, Ouyang Jue felt a sense of grief in his heart. In fact, he also had some hatred for Shen Zhenyi, but he never dared to show it.

“good.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care what he was thinking.

“I will go to Xuantian City in a few days. Abandoned Sword Villa is in Bawang City. I need to ask the elders to take care of me.”

He was light and calm, and only casually confessed twice.

Ouyang Jue was taken aback, and he kept claiming: “That’s natural, but… is the third son leaving now? Isn’t the agreement with Xuantian City half a year later?”

The big man in Xuantian City didn’t push too hard. Shen Zhenyi still had time, why was he in a hurry to go to Xuantian City?

“There is nothing else.”

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.

Wuyue Nishang disappeared, and the people of Abandoned Sword Villa also settled down. There were Shen Shou and others in Bawang City, and the people of the Eighth Realm World moved in slowly, so he didn’t have to worry too much.

In this case, it is better to speed up the rhythm and go to Xuantian City first. As long as some trivial matters are finished, you can leave.

Ouyang Jue’s heart tightened. He came here today with a purpose. He wanted to get close first, and then throw the bait. Unexpectedly, Shen Zhenyi had the intention of abandoning Bawang City, and at this time, she didn’t care about going around in circles, she said with a wry smile: “Shen San Gongzi, listen to me first.”

“Bawang City is based in the southern region, and it all depends on the prestige of the city lord Wuyue. Now her old man and the third son have a sword and fled away. The city of Bawang lost its backbone and was suddenly shaken by wind and rain. I came here to ask the third son to respect him. Pity, take over the throne of Overlord City.”

He paused, glanced at Shen Zhenyi, saw that there was no hesitation on his face, and then continued: “If the third son is the city lord of the overlord, the people of Xuantian City can’t easily deal with the son, and he can also Help mediate one or two…”

Ouyang Jue is also an outstanding person in the world. Although he doesn’t want to accept it emotionally, the world is where strength is respected, not to mention that Wuyue Nishang is not considered dead in Shen Zhenyi’s hands, even if Shen Zhenyi is really a villain, he came to kill the overlord. City Lord, as long as he is willing, Ouyang Jue will still hold him to succeed him as City Lord.

——There is no other reason. In these last days, strength is glory, failure is sin, and only the strong can survive.

——In other words, only those who follow the strong can survive.

This point, Ouyang Jue thought very clearly.