I fought with Bai Yueguang's sword

Chapter 28

120.

The sword has been a bit annoying recently.

Since he promised Moxiu that he would say something nice when he was apprenticed to his teacher, Moxiu stopped practicing swords and did not look for anyone.

Squatting at Jimengshi's door all day long, waiting to see him again.

The sword has no choice but to let Ji Mengshi cultivate with peace of mind, he has to change his form after dusk every day and have meaningless conversations with the demon cultivator.

Summarized as.

Don't worry, I will definitely say good things for you, as long as you don't come to trouble Jimengshi.

Don't worry, when fate comes, your master will come naturally.

I am too busy to deal with all kinds of affairs all day long, so you don't have to come to trouble me.

Moxiu said, "I don't quite believe it."

Jian asked: "What don't you believe?"

Moxiu replied: "I don't think you are my future mistress."

Jian subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But Jian thought again.

He is indeed not Moxiu's future mistress, he is clearly Heng Yaoguang's Bai Yueguang.

It is he who is really favored.

So Jian replied: "I'm really not, it's just that Lord Chen Yu likes me."

121.

After a word, the four fields are silent.

Moxiu was heartbroken, Moxiu's pupils trembled, and Moxiu's finger pointing at him trembled slightly.

Moxiu said: "Scumbag! Scumbag! My master likes you so much, but you are so cruel to him because of Ji Mengshi! You are still not a man!"

sword:……?

Moxiu choked up again and continued: "I think my master has a deep love for you! He is willing to break the taboo for you! And you! Knowing that he likes you, you still want to take advantage of his liking! You scumbag! There is no one like you in the world! Are there more cruel people? No! There is no villain like you in Tianle World!"

sword:…………? ?

122.

Some swords reflect deeply in the night.

Is he just so unfeeling and unreasonable?

Is it just that much, and a scumbag.

Is he really not a man?

Jian thought and thought.

Eventually Jian understood.

He is indeed not a man, he is just a peerless sword.

123.

But Moxiu still made Jian very helpless.

When making the sword, the sword already felt that it was not easy.

When making a sword during the day and being a man at dusk, Jian finds out how happy it is to be a sword.

It is too difficult to be a human being.

The difficulty is that Moxiu always urges Jian to take him to meet his idol.

Meet the master he swore to worship.

See Xianjun Chen Yu, who was number one in the world in the past, but no one dares to challenge now.

Jian had no choice but to say, "Wait a little longer."

Moxiu changed his expression amidst countless pleadings.

Moxiu suddenly restrained his grievances.

He straightened his waist, his face was cold and indifferent.

Moxiu was holding Qiwu, and he looked a bit like a swordsman should be.

Moxiu said: "I understand, you just can't do it. You want to waste my time."

sword:?

124.

It is true that being easily provoked is not a good quality, and is incompatible with a perfect sword.

But Jian had to admit that he was excited.

Not only was he provoked to come, but he also made himself unable to step down on the spot.

Jian shouted: "You are talking nonsense! How dare you question me! Let me tell you, Ji Mengshi will go on a trip again in a short time, and then I will show you to see if Heng Yaoguang treats me Deep roots of love!"

Moxiu was not shocked by his natural tone this time.

Instead, Moxiu smiled coldly.

Moxiu said, "You are very sick."

sword:? ? ? ?

Jian was shocked.

How could someone challenge his dignity as an Excalibur like this!

Except for Heng Yaoguang, he has never been wronged.

Is this reasonable? It's not reasonable.

Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself!

125.

The sword that made him unable to get off the stage on the spot, on that night, traveled thousands of miles by riding the moon and stepping on the stars.

Once again came to the top of the cloud, inside Qiongxiao Palace.

As far as he knew, Heng Yaoguang still stayed in Qiongxiao Palace and did not travel far.

Jian Jia easily found Heng Yaoguang's wing.

He easily climbed the window and entered the house.

There was only a faint candle burning in the room, Heng Yaoguang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had dreamed of Duke Zhou.

With such a heaven-sent opportunity, Jianfu hesitated as soon as he climbed over the window and landed on the ground.

He wanted to draw bastards on Heng Yaoguang's face first.

After being so humiliated, wake it up again and tell the purpose of your trip.

But he hesitated for only a moment.

What kind of sword is a sword?

His heart moves at will, and his mind follows God.

He ran straight to the desk with quick hands and quick eyes, took out a writing brush casually, and did not forget to grind a piece of ink on the inkstone with spiritual power.

The sword held a pen, dipped in ink, and hurriedly floated in front of Heng Yaoguang.

He looked at Heng Yaoguang's eyebrows.

After thinking about it, the sword reached out.

He intended to pinch this man's chin and draw him a bastard, so the feeling of humiliation would be doubled.

It's just that the fingers of the sword will touch Heng Yaoguang's face.

sword:……

His heart was pounding.

The jump made his slender fingers, and his white hands tremble uncontrollably.

Jian Henhen closed his eyes.

He flicked the brush back and yelled at Heng Yaoguang: "Smelly rascal, who are you seducing?!"

126.

Heng Yaoguang was woken up by Jian's angry voice.

When a beauty closes her eyes and falls into a dream, it is a beautiful scene.

When the beauty opened her eyes and got up, it was a beautiful scene that was heart-moving and joyful.

Heng Yaoguang sat up, his clothes were neat, every button was tightly stitched, there was no beauty to see.

Only the head full of blue hair slanted down half of his shoulders, wrapped around his arms, like flowing ink.

He looked at the sword, and the sword looked at him.

Heng Yaoguang asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Jian was upset when he heard this.

What tone is this, what attitude is this.You Bai Yueguang came to you, is this your problem?

There are no rules.

Jian Leng snorted and said, "I must have come to you when I have something important to do. I also know that it is impossible for me to find you."

Heng Yaoguang nodded slightly.

He asked, "What's the matter?"

Don't delve into Jian's yin and yang tone at all.

Turning the sword away, he said: "That demon cultivator from Tianle Realm, the one who knelt down to you when he saw you. He came to the realm and wants to worship you as his teacher. I think he is not bad-hearted, so I promised him to help you. He said a few good words. See you then, remember to accept him as an apprentice."

Heng Yaoguang frowned lightly.

He replied without any hesitation: "I will not accept disciples."

Jian hurriedly said: "But I have already promised others, if I don't do this well, will I admit that I am lying. This is not good, you must accept him as a disciple!"

Heng Yaoguang said to him, "I don't want to."

Jian froze.

Jian: I was careless, I made a mistake.He didn't give me this Bai Yueguang face.

127.

Some swords have to be low and low.

He really bowed his head first.

Jian said: "I have already promised on your behalf. If you refuse, he is a demon cultivator and acts perversely. It will be so bad that everyone will know about it."

He didn't have much confidence, but he seemed a little bit wronged.

Heng Yaoguang sat on the bed, the candlelight set off every inch of his hair with a thin light.

He looked at him for a while, and said lightly: "You don't have to agree."

Jian also became angry when he mentioned this matter.

Jian couldn't help complaining: "It's really not my fault. He looks for Shishi all day long and recognizes Shishi as his wife. How can I let it go! I want to protect Shishi! So I had no choice but to tell him the truth..."

"What truth?"

The sword choked, he buried his head lower, and whispered: "You like me."

Heng Yaoguang was silent for a long time.

Jian rarely felt embarrassed.

He waved his hand, and hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I know, I understand, you don't have to feel shy. That's right, I also agreed to this matter, I... Let's forget it. If you lose face, you can lose face, anyway, my god The sword is not less embarrassing."

After Jian finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to escape through the window.

Heng Yaoguang suddenly said: "Wait."

The movement of the sword to turn over the window got stuck in the air.

He shrugged and retracted his legs, turned around and took two steps, and lowered his head to stand back to the position just now.

Heng Yaoguang walked slowly to his side.

Then he stretched out his hand and removed a dead branch stuck to his sleeve.

sword:?

128.

The moonlight shines at night.

It is reflected on the window lattice and stuck on the flower branches.

Heng Yaoguang said: "If he really has no destiny for me, no matter what your status is, I will not accept him as a disciple."

Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly looked up.

The dead branch gradually revived in Heng Yaoguang's hands.

Green shoots sprout, delicate pink blooms.

Against Heng Yao's radiant and beautiful face, which is unparalleled in the world, it is impossible to tell whether it is the beauty of flowers or the beauty of people.

Jian ran away cursing.

After running thousands of miles, the heart beats for thousands of miles.

The author says:

Jian: You seduce me!You are immoral!

Heng Yaoguang:?

Moxiu: You scumbag!You are not good to my master!

sword:?