Seeing this, Xie Lian couldn’t help but reach out his hand, wanting to touch it, and said, “What’s wrong…”

Hua Cheng slightly turned his body to avoid his hand, and slapped the handle of the knife hard, saying: "It's nothing. Don't pay attention to it."

The cursed blade scimitar Erming, which made all the gods and immortals tremble, was hit by his palm and shook even more violently. At this time, Xie Lian heard Feng Xin say in the spiritual array: "Why can Huacheng use the shrinking thousand miles in Xianjing? How can this door be opened?!"

Shi Qingxuan said, "General Nanyang! I, I, I, I, I roughly know how to open it. When I was on official business with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince before, I suffered a lot from Hua Cheng's trick. First, take two dice and throw them at the door, then try to open it."

Xie Lian remembered that just now, he had accidentally rolled two dice in the hall. He and Shi Qingxuan were still in a state of panic when they ran for their lives in front of the earth dragon cave and the wild man. If they really let them open the door, who knows how many crises they would encounter. He hurriedly said, "Wait! Don't do that! Be careful!"

However, his voice did not reach the spiritual communication array. Perhaps he did not have time to replenish his mana in time when he was in Xianjing, and now his mana is exhausted, he can only listen but not speak. And even if he could speak, it would probably be too late. Feng Xin seemed to do what Shi Qingxuan said without saying a word. How did he know? Because the next moment, Feng Xin broke out of the spiritual communication array and started cursing. He cursed when he was excited, and his cursing was particularly unbearable to hear. For the sake of hearing and vision, I will not repeat it here. The priests were all paying close attention to this matter, and asked hurriedly: "General, what's wrong with you!"

Mu Qing's voice came, and he was also extremely surprised: "What is this place???" It seems that he also entered the door with Feng Xin. Shi Qingxuan said: "Be careful! Different numbers will lead to different places. How many points did you roll?"

Mu Qing said: "He lost a four!"

Xie Lian heard Feng Xin's curse with a hint of panic and fear, and was worried that they were in a very dangerous situation. His voice could not reach the spiritual array, but he remembered that the master of this spell was right in front of him, so he didn't care about anything else and asked hurriedly, "Sanlang, what do you see when you open the door after the dice rolls four?"

Hua Cheng said: "Randomly. The person who rolled the dice thinks that the place is the most terrifying, and that's where you will go when you open the door."

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Qing said coldly: "I told you to rush to throw it, throw out a female bath! Give it to me!"

When he heard "women's bath", Xie Lian covered his face.

Feng Xin usually kept his distance from women. He would turn pale at the mention of them, as if they were a flood or a beast. To him, the women's bathhouse was indeed the most terrifying place in the world, deeper and more unfathomable than any tiger's den or dragon's pool. It sounded like Mu Qing had successfully grabbed the dice, and Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief. However, within a moment, the two of them started shouting again. Shi Qingxuan said in a panic, "Two generals, what did you see this time?"

No one answered, only a strange sound of "gulp gulp" was heard, as if both of them had sunk into the water. Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and after a while, Feng Xin suddenly spat several times, as if he had broken through the water and was spitting out something, and shouted: "Black Swamp Giant Crocodile!"

It turned out that the two had just fled from the steaming women's bathhouse, and Mu Qing lost this chance, and then stepped into the swamp. The mud instantly covered their waists and mouths. After struggling to rush out, dozens of extremely long crocodile monsters surrounded them. These crocodile monsters were more than four meters long, and they ate people all year round. They all grew human hands and legs. When they paddled, the scene was suffocating, and the two people felt sick. Half of their bodies were stuck in the swamp, covered in black mud, and they were frantically beating the crocodile monsters. After beating back and forth, Feng Xin couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Let me do it, give me the dice! Didn't you throw the dice right?"

Mu Qing, however, never wanted to admit defeat. He blasted out a beam of white light and said, "Alright, crocodile monster. How can a crocodile monster be so immoral as to let a woman bathe? Who knows what you will throw next? Give it to me!"

Feng Xin said angrily: "Damn it, didn't I just give it to you?! Where's the dice?!"

The two of them completely forgot that their consciousness was still connected to the spiritual formation. They both blamed the other for bad luck and started to fight again. No one knew where the dice had gone. The priests listened to their real-time cursing in the spiritual formation. They watched the excitement and did not mind the big deal. It was wonderful, too wonderful. The two generals finally tore their faces apart. They were so tired of laughing that they were going crazy. Some even pounded the throne in their own temples, wishing they could be there in person to cheer.

Although Feng Xin and Mu Qing didn’t seem to have good luck, they were both Martial Gods, and these wild monsters would at most cause them some trouble and prevent them from pursuing them, which was not a big crisis. Xie Lian only hoped that they would give up and be freed sooner. At the same time, he felt a little lucky that he had thrown the dice just now, and didn’t throw out any monsters, but threw out Huacheng. As he walked, he said, “I just threw a two on the dice, so does that mean I can see you as long as I throw two?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized that this question sounded a bit strange, as if he really wanted to see Hua Cheng, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. But Hua Cheng said, "No."

Xie Lian felt a little embarrassed, scratched his cheek, and said, "Oh, so it's not. Then I was wrong."

Hua Cheng walked in front of him and said, "If you want to see me, you can see me no matter what time it is."

Hearing this, Xie Lian’s throat moved and he even forgot what he was going to say.

Before he could chew on the meaning of this sentence, he suddenly heard a person in the spiritual formation say in a deep voice: "I'll do it!"

Not long after the man said this, a blinding white light streaked across the sky, followed by an earth-shattering sound of metal cracking, and the paths of Hua Cheng and Xie Lian were blocked.

When the white light gradually cooled and faded away, Xie Lian finally saw clearly that what was flying from the sky and blocking their way was a sword.

The sword was long and thin, inserted diagonally into the ground, and the blade was still trembling. The sword seemed to be forged from black jade, deep and dark, smoother than a mirror. If someone approached, they could see their own clear reflection on the sword. Only a thin silver-white line ran through most of the sword.

The name of the sword is "Fang Xin".

A figure landed in front of the sword and said, "This is your sword."

After the death of the Imperial Master Fangxin, his sword was kept by the Crown Prince of Yong'an. It was Lang Qianqiu who threw the Fangxin sword and blocked the two men's path.

It seems that Feng Xin and Mu Qing failed, but Lang Qianqiu successfully rolled the correct number. I really don't know whether to say whether this is his luck or Xie Lian's misfortune. The only thing I can say is that although these two are both princes, Lang Qianqiu's luck has always been much better than Xie Lian's.

Hua Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, his face unchanged, only his body moved slightly. As soon as he moved, Xie Lian immediately raised his hand to stop him, whispering: "I'll do it."

In the middle of the valley, Lang Qianqiu stood in the way, dragging his heavy sword in his hand, and said, "I just want to fight you with all my strength. No matter what the result is, even if I kill you, I will never ask you to repay me. I also don't need you to ask the emperor to humble yourself. You taught me swordsmanship, you may not be unable to defeat me, why don't you want to fight me?"

Without Lang Qianqiu telling him, Xie Lian knew that he would certainly go all out. However, if he went all out, Xie Lian would have to deal with it seriously. In this way, any result would not be what Xie Lian wanted to see. But if he didn't fight him, he would never give up.

After a long while, Xie Lian slowly nodded and said, “Okay.”

He took a few steps, came to the sword, pulled it out from the rocks, and said softly: "You asked for this."

Hundreds of years later, the heart finally returned to its owner.

It emitted a low humming sound in Xie Lian's hand. Not far away, Hua Cheng's eyes were also brightened by the incessant sword chanting.

With the long sword in hand, Xie Lian swung it, pointing the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, and said coldly: "No matter what the consequences of this battle are, you must not regret it."

Lang Qianqiu shouted: "I will never regret it!"

His scalp felt like it was about to explode. He gripped the hilt of the heavy sword with both hands, concentrating completely, holding his breath, and staring intently at the black jade-like sword edge of Fang Xin, not daring to be careless at all.

Xie Lian shook his sword and rushed forward. Lang Qianqiu's eyes fixed, and just as he was about to attack, his limbs suddenly stiffened, as if he was tied up by something, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He looked down and found that he was really tied up. He didn't know when a white silk had been wrapped around his body like a poisonous snake!

Lang Qianqiu had been taught swordsmanship by Master Fangxin since he was young, and he had a deep respect for the master. Even after the Gilded Banquet, when blood flowed like a river, this respect never faded. So when Xie Lian grasped the sword, he focused on all the movements of the other party and didn't notice that there was a white silk that had sneaked around behind him and attacked him when he was attacking with all his strength. How could such a shameful thing happen? ? ?

And seeing Ruo Xie succeed, Xie Lian's tense expression and mood relaxed in an instant.

He let go of the love at once, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, "That was a close call, that was a close call."

Lang Qianqiu lay on the ground and struggled, but the white silk was so strange that the more he struggled, the tighter it became. He said angrily, "Master, what are you doing? Let me go and we will fight to the death!"

Xie Lian wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “We were fighting to the death just now. What’s wrapped around you now is one of my magic weapons. You’ve already lost.”

"..." Lang Qianqiu said, "How can this be considered? I said we should fight to the death, so of course we should fight to the death with swords! If you are a man, you should use swords. What's the point of using white silk to sneak attack? How despicable!"

He really thought that the sword was the ancestor of all weapons and didn't think much about it, but it sounded like he was discriminating against the male priests who used white silk as magic weapons. But don't even mention scolding Xie Lian for not being like a man. He has worn women's clothes and always said that I was impotent. Why would he care about this?

Xie Lian squatted down beside him and said, “You didn’t think it through beforehand. You didn’t say I had to use the sword, so I took advantage of the opportunity. Who can you go to for justice?”

After a pause, he said seriously: "Yes, I attacked by surprise, so what, I succeeded; yes, I was despicable, so what, I won. If your opponent was not me, but someone else, you would be dead now."

Hua Cheng stood not far from the two of them, smiled silently, crossed his arms and looked away. Lang Qianqiu was stunned.

When this man was the imperial preceptor of Yong'an State, all he taught him was to be open and aboveboard, to move forward courageously and to go all out. He never imagined that one day he would hear words like "Yes, I made a sneak attack, but so what, I succeeded; yes, I was despicable, but so what, I won" from the mouth of his former teacher. He was completely stunned.

After Xie Lian finished speaking, he stood up and said, “Think about it carefully. Next time, don’t fall for other people’s tricks like this.”