I fought with Bai Yueguang's sword

Chapter 10 There is no man in my heart, the sword is so angry

76.

Just a short question.

The four were shocked, and each sword was surprised.

Jian himself did not expect it.

It felt somewhat regretful, blaming itself for having been provoked so badly that it did such a wrong thing that didn't fit its status.

But the sword is a divine sword, and the sword has arrogance.

Jian will never easily admit that he is wrong, Jian only knows what it means to make mistakes.

Then the sword slammed loudly and plausibly and spoke——

"Don't you want to seduce someone! Every time I see you, you are smiling! You just want to seduce others!"

Jian thought.

What I said is very reasonable.

People with ghosts in their hearts will inevitably be exposed by themselves.

Heng Yaoguang followed it and answered softly.

Heng Yaoguang said: "Where, when it comes to seduction, it's really not my specialty."

77.

Jian was a little confused.

It asks from the heart - what are you good at?

But when the words came between his teeth, Jian snorted again.

Jian thought.

No matter what this apprentice is good at, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

Jian turned his head and said coldly: "That's not it."

After a pause, Jian added: "Even if not, you are not allowed to play Jim Mengshi's idea, you are not allowed to seduce him."

"So," Heng Yaoguang seemed to respond to the words of the sword, but he also asked naturally, "What if he volunteers?"

After hearing the sword, the evil spirit all over his body suddenly released.

Within the enchantment of the North Sea, there is a small island here, and the island is also considered to be fragrant with birds and flowers.

The evil spirit was released suddenly, even the towering cloud tree trembled its branches.

Jian held his head up and sneered, and said "I'm afraid—" It's not over yet.

Jimengshi came in a hurry, and with only one right hand, he easily suppressed the evil spirit around him.

The sword was held in Ji Mengshi's hand with a guilty conscience.

It looked left and right, lest it be seen by the sword next to it at such an embarrassing moment.

Fortunately, the sword next to it had already closed its eyes when it let out its evil spirit.

Unfortunately, Heng Yaoguang, who stood in front of it, was unmoved from the beginning to the end.

78.

Fate is always so unpredictable.

Some swords, even in their dreams, want to stay with Heng Yaoguang forever.

For some swords, even in their dreams, they want to fight Heng Yaoguang forever.

The sword of immortality was handed over to Heng Yaoguang by Ji Mengshi himself.

Jian: ... outrageous.

It was gently held by Heng Yaoguang.

It was indeed a flawless hand that best matched the sword.

Both fingers and palms fit like a second scabbard.

The sword looked pitifully at its owner.

Jimengshi was also looking at it.

It met him, but couldn't meet its eyes tacitly.

It looked into his eyes.

He only looked at its scabbard.

79.

Ji Mengshi sighed: "Chen Yin, be obedient. Xianjun is a swordsman who is much better than me, and he will only make you better."

Such unreasonable trust.

The sword is incomprehensible.

Jian didn't know what the so-called Immortal Chen Yu's reputation was in the cultivation world.

When it knew Heng Yaoguang, it only felt that this person was frivolous and hypocritical.

No matter how long they get along, it doesn't want to, and it won't change its opinion.

Jian thought so.

The sword trembled in Heng Yaoguang's hand with great aggrievedness.

It thinks it's acting like this, and anyone can see its resistance and reluctance.

Yet it trembled only for a moment.

When Jimengshi looked at it again, it had been hidden behind the sleeve by Heng Yaoguang.

Jian was shocked.

This man really has a vicious heart!One day I will expose his true colors!

80.

There is no moon in the North Sea at night.

The restoration of the barrier cannot be accomplished overnight.

At least in the last few days, the monks who came from all over the world will not leave.

Heng Yaoguang held on to the sword and stood on the shore.

With the wind and the sound of whimpering, the waves surged in the night.

His clothes were flapping in the wind.

His gaze was also as deep as an abyss.

Jian yawned a little.

It is full of confusion.

Jian didn't understand why Heng Yaoguang took it to blow the cold wind at the seaside.

As a sword, it does not feel cold.

But as a thinking sword.

Jian has heard countless stories and witnessed all kinds of ups and downs.

Take it for years to see.

In such a dark night, those who have nothing to do and blow the cold wind by the sea.

Either there is something in my heart, or there is a ghost in my heart.

81.

Heng Yaoguang has nothing in his heart, and he has no ghosts in his heart.

When he stood by the sea and looked at the Paradise of Paradise, his heart was as sinking as the sea, as deep as the sea.

Heng Yaoguang is waiting for someone.

That man crossed the North Sea and arrived on the waves. He was dressed in black and had black hair, almost the same as yesterday.

There is only one difference.

The man no longer held the sword named "Qiwu" in his hand as usual.

Humans come from the Paradise of Heaven.

He is a magic cultivator who was born in Tianle Realm and rarely sees monks in the realm.

His expression was somewhat arrogant.

When looking at people, the gaze is downward, seemingly contemptuous.

Moxiu said: "Give me back my Qiwu..."

Moxiu just stood on the turbulent seawater.

He stretched out his hand to Heng Yaoguang.

82.

Swords have never been so neglected.

No.

It's not so much being ignored as being looked down upon.

This ignorant magician couldn't easily recognize it from its gorgeous scabbard.

Jian thought, is this okay, this is not good.

It shook its scabbard proudly, signaling Moxiu to look at him.

However, Moxiu didn't even give half of his spare time.

He stared fixedly, only looking at Heng Yaoguang's face.

Heng Yaoguang smiled lightly.

Heng Yaoguang asked him: "In what capacity do you want this sword back?"

He frowned, and answered patiently: "Because it is my sword, and I am its master."

This is nothing more than a matter of course.

The expression on Heng Yaoguang's face became a bit of a half-smile.

He chuckled almost sarcastically: "Oh? How can you be its master?"

Moxiu was taken aback.

"What do you want to say?" Moxiu asked.

Heng Yaoguang said: "A sword cultivator throws his sword easily and sends his sword into an unknown place. You put down the sword first, and you are not qualified to get your sword back."

83.

Demon cultivators are casual, while sword cultivators are paranoid.

This seems to be an eternal principle.

As a sword cultivator in the magic cultivator, losing the sword is already a great shame, but he was taunted and ridiculed in the middle of the night when he asked for the sword, and instead became dazed.

Moxiu was stunned by the words.

He looked at Heng Yaoguang, and it took him a long while to say: "What does this have to do with you?"

Heng Yaoguang answered him: "Yes, this is none of my business. I will not hold a sword for a long time either."

"However, I decided not to hold the sword anymore. It was not my wish. A person like you who can hold a sword and control a sword easily puts down his sword."

"Thinking about it this way," Heng Yaoguang tilted his head slightly, his facial features in the night were deep and depraved, "it's about me."

Moxiu widened his eyes to look at him.

After two breaths, Moxiu took a step forward, and suddenly said through the enchantment with thin light, "You, you are... Yaoguang?"

The sword was in Heng Yaoguang's hand, but it was stunned.

and many more.

Jian thought, why did this demon cultivator recognize Heng Yaoguang so easily?

Jian looked up.

Is it because of this face?

...It really is a stinky white lotus!Even magic cultivators can seduce!

The sword turned away and shrank in the scabbard, no longer looking at him.

At this time, Heng Yaoguang spoke calmly.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not," he said.

84.

Then something unexpected happened to Heng Yaoguang.

The demon cultivator knelt down with a bang, and the sea surface instantly formed a piece.

Mo Xiu called pitifully through the barrier: "Senior, please teach me how to use a sword! I have admired you for a long time!"

Jian closed his eyes and shook his head when he heard the sound.

Jian sighed: The current sword cultivators are shameless against each other.

The author says:

Jian: You are a man with a story.

Heng Yaoguang: So?

Jian: Do you think I will be seduced by you to listen to your stories under the covers!

Jian: Let me tell you, it's impossible!Absolutely impossible!

Jian: Don't think I'll be seduced by you just because you're good-looking!Don't think that you are very powerful and I will be seduced by you!

Jian: It is impossible to be seduced in this life!

Heng Yaoguang: I didn't say anything.

Jian: You didn't say anything, you really want to seduce me!