Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 227 This trip, death without life

The next morning, all the elders and disciples of the Twelve Sword Towers in the Sword Domain wore white hats and white clothes, and white coarse cloth was hung on the sword towers.

A young man looked at the yard full of cigarettes and people coming and going with complicated eyes.

He had been instructed by the Sword God and saved his life. He had wanted to repay his benefactor after becoming a talented person, but now...

In the courtyard, several elderly men were not wearing mourning clothes, but were wearing some white clothes.

He directed the middle-aged men in mourning clothes, white hats and white clothes one after another.

These middle-aged men are all elders of the twelfth floor of the Sword Domain. They are extremely arrogant figures in the outside world, but now they are being bossed around by a few old men.

"Well, now that he's gone, it's a relief. Living is also a burden."

"Yeah, what has the Sword Domain become now because of those brats?"

"That kid Jianque and those bastards of the host are really messing around."

The old men became more and more excited as they talked.

Looking back to the past, when they governed the Sword Domain, although they were not extremely powerful, at least they were stable and secure.

Now, one after another, all kinds of dangerous elements are coming to their sword domain.

The noise woke up Xiaoxi who was sleeping. After she woke up, she felt a tightness in her chest.

With this uncomfortable feeling, she stood up tremblingly. She hoped that everything that happened last night was fake. It must be fake if there was so much noise outside.

Open the door... all you see is white...

The courtyard was filled with a heavy atmosphere, as if time had stopped. The sky was gloomy, without a single ray of sunshine, and the entire courtyard seemed dark and damp. Funeral items were neatly placed in every corner of the courtyard, including white paper flowers, black mourning couplets, and elegant wreaths.

At the door of a room, there was a table with some offerings and incense sticks on it.

There were still some people busy in the yard, some of them were setting up the mourning hall, some were preparing offerings, and some were cleaning. Their expressions were very heavy, as if the grief of the entire yard was weighing on them.

Xiao Xi sobbed, and felt her chest getting even more uncomfortable. She wanted to cry, but no tears came out of her eyes. In the end, she could only sob silently.

He fell to his knees helplessly.

The wind blew the fallen leaves, and among the fallen leaves, a golden leaf fell on her head.

As the Sword Domain was shaken, many people from other domains sneaked into the Sword Domain under the pretext of commemorating the Sword God.

There are disguised aliens, masked traitors, and self-righteous fools.

The sword domain is like a real vortex, gradually becoming chaotic. The aliens and traitors are unwilling to let go of this breakthrough; the anti-Human King forces are also unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

Even though the news of the return of the human king has been flying everywhere, and even this may be a trap for them, but... such a good breakthrough is real.

At the same time, Haotian and Xiaohei sat facing each other.

"Time is running out. I feel Him moving."

"So... decided to make a scene?"

Haotian looked out the window. The rain had stopped and Diefang and the others had returned to the courtyard.

Due to the passing of the Sword God, the development of the twelve floors of the Sword Realm stopped for one day, and no one was allowed to enter the Sword Tower. Overnight, white lanterns and white cloth were hung on the twelve floors.

Only then did Diefang and the others realize that a great figure in the Sword Domain had left.

Only those in the Sword Domain who stand at the top of the sword pyramid know what happened.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sword God's former companions were still alive, I'm afraid the owners of the twelfth floor of the Sword Domain would have joined forces to suppress the news of the Sword God's death, or... symbolically continue to bury the end of his legend.

Diefang and the others were practicing in the room, while Xiaohei stayed in Haotian's room and strengthened the barrier. Without their permission, Diefang and the others could not enter.

Haotian sat opposite Xiaohei, looking at him quietly. Night had fallen, the lights of Jianyu City were brilliant, but they seemed to be out of the picture, immersed in their own thoughts. Her white hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, flickering a faint light.

Haotian gently picked up the wine glass and took a sip gracefully. The richness and richness of the immortal wine spread in her mouth, bringing her a hint of sadness. She put down the wine glass, stared into the distance, and recalled the past. Time is like a song. At this moment, she just wanted to quietly enjoy this moment that belongs to her in this quiet night.

She knew that life was like wine, which needed to be savored slowly to appreciate its deep meaning. She knew that the road of life was still long, and she needed to keep going firmly to find her destination.

Xiao Hei couldn't help but say, "I know you. You always enjoy tasting tea in one way and drinking wine in another way. It's so beautiful and nice."

Haotian just turned around when he heard that, still looking at him quietly.

As if to remember Xiao Hei's face, he didn't say much...

When Xiao Hei saw her like this, he felt a little irritated for some reason.

"Does this have to be done? Think about your disciples, think about Chu Xinqiao in Lingyuan Palace, think about... me."

It fell into deathly silence again. After a long time, Xiao Hei's response was still the same words.

"The memory you sealed... is just one more. Tonight, I will arrange things for Diefang and the others. As for Chu Xinqiao..."

This trip is a sure death, we are fighting for our lives against the sky.

Haotian felt sorry for his friend, the Sword God.

This is also an opportunity for Haotian, an opportunity for Diefang and the others to grow independently, and also a perfect stage. There are quite a few spectators, including aliens, traitors, and young people.

Only by leaving can they learn to grow up, but she is innocent and will protect them silently in a place where they can't see.

Haotian and Xiaohei put away the wine, and Diefang and the others came to Haotian's room again with pillows and quilts.

In the evening, Haotian listened to what Diefang and the others had encountered today.

"The Sword Tower feels quite simple, but I encountered quite a few weird people outside today."

"Yeah, I feel the same way. Several of them were masked, and I saw some strange hair on one of them."

"There are also strange people who are saying bad things about Master."

Soon, several people stopped talking. Diefang and Wenxin took action. They were wondering why the master didn't say a word today.

However, they didn't think much about it and planned to sleep quietly.

"Diefang, Wenxin, after you finish conquering the twelfth floor of the Sword Domain in the future, don't just stay in the Sword Domain, go out more often."

"Xinyu, although there is no experience suitable for you in the Sword Domain, Xiaohei will help you find a place suitable for your cultivation."

"Xiao Fangying, you must practice hard. You can listen to your past life for some words."

"Finally, everything. If I'm not here, listen to your sister Xiao Hei."

Diefang and the others felt something was very wrong, as if their master was saying goodbye to them.

Diefang was about to express her doubts when her master stood up slightly and kissed her on the forehead.

Wenxin, Xinyu and Xiaofangying are all the same.

This made the four people's brains become a mess and they couldn't think of anything.

Finally, with Haotian's good night, the few of them sniffed the familiar fragrance in the air, and for some reason, they felt sleepy.

Good night…sweet dreams.