"My son, what do you want to do?"
When she heard this, Xie Wei's tight little face suddenly relaxed.
But immediately after, a gloomy and complicated expression appeared on her face … She should no longer be able to obtain a sense of relief from Sun Lang's voice.
There were many things that had changed forever.
"Bai Yuwei" let out a cold snort. He turned around and his eyes were like lightning. Two blazing white lights shot through the air and pierced towards Sun Lang who was sitting on a tree.
Sun Lang stretched out his hand and two invisible sword energies dissolved the white lights. He clicked his tongue and said, "Child, you've improved."
"Bai Yuwei" said coldly, "You came quickly."
Sun Lang glanced at the little fairy and then looked at the demon sword in Xie Wei's hand. He said with a smile, "What, if you didn't come quickly? Could it be that I had to wait until Ah B * tch rejected your temptation and wanted to spend the rest of her life with the naive sword master? In the end, you, the great demon king, brazenly snatched her away. The demon and the sword were separated by life and death, sad and miserable, almost beaten into a dead pig. Then I would appear like a hero saving the beauty and roar 'Let go of that girl' in their relieved eyes?"
After he finished speaking, he thought for a while. "Hey, wait, it seems quite interesting … I have never seen Ah B * tch lower her head in my life. I really want to see her soft appearance."
The sword spirit angrily scolded, "Your mother's fart!"
Xie Wei listened to Sun Lang's long speech and the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up. But she quickly put on a serious face and forced herself not to look at Sun Lang.
Because she found that when Sun Lang appeared, her mood and emotions became more and more complicated.
It was like the cruelest joke of fate … When she first met Sun Lang, she recognized his identity as the person who killed her brother. Later, she was afraid of his violence and strength, so she didn't dare to immediately reveal his identity. She wanted to observe him in silence for the time being. Who knew that after observing him, she would feel even more complicated feelings. She felt that Sun Lang didn't seem like a bad person. She also slowly understood his past and sorrow. Even when she spent time with him on a daily basis, she developed a different kind of feelings and expectations.
But before the girl's beautiful first love could sprout, it was covered by the cruel world of ice and snow.
She knew the truth behind the death of her parents and relatives. She knew the identity of her greatest enemy in this life. Her entire clan had died in the Great Desolate Mountain, and it was Sun Lang who killed them … He was undoubtedly her blood enemy. The hatred of her parents and the hatred of her clan's extermination was irreconcilable. No matter how great the reason was, reason would always give way to emotion.
But before she could make up her mind for vengeance, an even crueler truth came at her when she was caught off guard.
Her parents were not the heroes of the Heaven's Origin Sector who had dazzled the world and died a glorious death in battle. The reason why they had died in Sun Lang's hands was even more ironic. Even the Battle of the Great Desolate Mountain, which had been praised endlessly and shook the world, was nothing more than a despicable lie made up by the court of the Imperium to cover up the ugly truth … It almost shook her faith since she was a child. It even made her doubt about her revenge.
At this moment, when the crisis was approaching, she saw Sun Lang appear again. She didn't know how to express the complicated feelings in her heart.
She didn't know what she was feeling at this moment. She didn't know the feelings she had for Sun Lang in her heart … The mixed feelings included hatred, resentment, grievance, pain, but also pity, even understanding, and even apology.
The despair, sorrow, and pain that he had experienced were probably a million times more intense than what she had experienced …
The little minx suddenly felt that her eyes were sore, and she almost burst into tears. She hurriedly lowered her head and held back her tears. She didn't know what she should do, what she should say, or how she should face Sun Lang.
Such a fate was too cruel for her.
Neither Sun Lang nor "Bai Yuwei" paid attention to Xie Wei. In fact, since "Bai Yuwei" had appeared, the situation was already very clear.
Sun Lang paid attention to "Bai Yuwei", and "Bai Yuwei" also stared at Sun Lang. They had become each other's targets and were the most critical points in their respective plans.
Sun Lang's negotiation skills were maxed out. He waved his hand and said without regard, "Son, do you have a name?
Do you want me to give you another one? "
The Spirit of Gold, who had successfully taken over the body, said coldly, "You really don't have the demeanor of an expert at all … Although you and I are enemies, we are both noble warriors and powerful creatures. Even if we are enemies, we still have to respect each other …"
Sun Lang said in surprise, "Son, what are you talking about? Am I not your father?"
These continuous words made "Bai Yuwei" a little impatient. He said coldly, "The nonsense you and Bai Yuwei had before has nothing to do with me. I am not him. Don't play this game with me!"
Sun Lang looked shocked and said sadly, "What are you talking about, son? What does it have to do with Bai Yuwei? I am your father!"
"Bai Yuwei" was stunned at first, and then his expression changed. He was furious, and the sword aura around him trembled. He roared, "How dare you!"
Sun Lang dodged the sweep of the Sword Qi and jumped to the side. He said with a smile, "Aiyaya, don't be angry. Although I'm not your biological father, there is still a bit of affection between us. Even if I'm not your biological father, I'm still a wild father. You can't offend me."
Hearing this, the other party was immediately furious. The blazing sword aura was so strong that it almost condensed into a solid form. "Hateful insect!
How can a rotten and weak soul like you be mentioned in the same breath as my father! "
Sun Lang yawned. "But your father has already exploded. He was so brave. How could he die?"
"Bai Yuwei" said sternly, "Nonsense!
Father, he clearly … "
Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something and immediately stopped. Looking at Sun Lang, his eyes flashed with vigilance and disdain. "Humph, I was almost fooled by you. You are a clown with no warrior's honor."
Sun Lang, who failed to get information out of him, did not show any pity or anger. He frowned slightly and looked at "Bai Yuwei", as if he had found something interesting.
"Bai Yuwei" felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. He said coldly, "Humph, since you have no warrior's honor, then I don't need to pester you. Let's fight with our own abilities …"
"Wait." Sun Lang said, "Before we fight with our own abilities, don't you want to tell me your own name?
Do you want to use someone else's name when you fight with me? "
Hearing this, the eyes of the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit, who had just obtained a physical body, flashed. After all, he existed as a sword spirit and had just started to be a human. He was not polluted by the dark society and treacherous people's hearts. In short, he was still a tough and honest man. As a warrior, his honor made him disdainful of using a fake name to fight against a worthy opponent.
So he said proudly, "There's no harm in telling you. You are a great enemy of my race, an opponent we have to respect. So, listen to my name … Father has already given me a name. My name is Rushou, the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit!"
"Nipple Head … Why is your father more yellow than me? I don't remember him being such a person." Sun Lang was stunned for a moment and asked carefully, "So … your name is Nipple Head?"
The Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit obviously did not understand. After all, the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit did not have the natural advantage of talking dirty like Sun Lang. He stared and said, "What did you say?"
"… Nothing, nothing. This name is very good. It is very ambitious and has the heart of a child."
Sun Lang casually praised before saying, "About that, Nipple … Sigh, how awkward. By the way, where's Bai Yuwei?"
Rushou revealed a cruel and strange smile. "What are you talking about? I'm Bai Yuwei."
Without a doubt, his face was like Bai Yuwei's, his aura was like Bai Yuwei's, and even his actions, expressions, and habits were no different from Bai Yuwei's.
It was the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit who had followed Bai Yuwei through decades of battles. It could be said that it had accompanied Bai Yuwei as he grew up. It was the person in the world who understood Bai Yuwei the most. Now that it had taken over Bai Yuwei's body, it could naturally act out the scene to perfection.
In fact, it was not just these habits and actions. It even knew Bai Yuwei's martial arts, Bai Yuwei's secrets, Bai Yuwei's military tactics and techniques, Bai Yuwei's connections and wealth, and many, many other things. The Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit knew everything. There were some things that Bai Yuwei would even hide from his loved ones, but he would not be wary of his own weapon.
Sun Lang nodded and said, "I see. Is this your plan?
I'm afraid that Bai Yuwei and the others would never have imagined that within the ever-victorious Seven Obsidian Sword in their hands, there would be a highly intelligent sword spirit that knew how to learn. Moreover, it harbored evil intentions towards humanity, constantly learning and growing stronger, waiting for the day when it would devour the sword master and replace him. "
Rushou snorted and did not reply.
Sun Lang playfully smiled and said, "Then, other than the Seven Luminaries Sacred Sword, how many other Imperial Army soldiers are like you?"
Xie Wei and the b * tch inwardly shivered upon hearing these words.
The Imperial Army was the foundation of the Houtu Empire, the most important weapon of the empire. After the powerful martial artists of the empire were equipped with the Imperial Army, they would be like tigers that had grown wings. From the Imperial Army, the Seven Luminaries Sacred Sword, in the hands of a grandmaster, could unleash a terrifying power that could move mountains and fill seas.
Therefore, during the reign of the Houtu Empire, the Imperial Army was the foundation of the empire. Martial artists participated in the military examinations, and the imperial court granted them the power of the Imperial Army. From then on, they would rise rapidly.
All the military officials of the imperial court were accompanied by the Imperial Army. The high-ranking military officials of these countries were equipped with the powerful Imperial Army granted by the empire, greatly increasing their personal strength and ensuring their personal safety. On the battlefield, they could fight one against a hundred, and their bravery was unstoppable. Then … if the Imperial Army in their hands also had an artifact spirit like the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit, then …
Almost overnight, these artifact spirits that understood their master's temperament, habits, and even various skills would silently change the blood of the upper echelons of the empire's military.
It was too terrifying.
In the face of Sun Lang's question, Rushou revealed a sinister smile and said, "I don't need to answer this question."
Sun Lang said indifferently, "Eh, at this moment, logically speaking, shouldn't you be giving a smug speech about the Great Demon King?"
Rushou laughed out loud. "Why?
I'm Bai Yuwei. How can Bai Yuwei waste such a good opportunity and do such a boring thing? "
Sun Lang shrugged. "Then what should Bai Yuwei do?"
"Bai Yuwei …" Rushou sneered and suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "I'm Bai Yuwei. Disciples of the Bai family, heed my command!"