I fought with Bai Yueguang's sword

Chapter 31

142.

Jian naturally did not escape successfully.

The reason why Moxiu is Moxiu is that he is different.

Seeing that his wife was in a panic, he concluded that he broke the appointment and ran away in shame and indignation.

Demon cultivator thought.

How can this be, am I worthy to ask my wife to make way for me?

I don't deserve it.

So Moxiu caught up and blocked the sword.

143.

There are peerless divine swords that he could not think of either.

He was actually stopped by a little demon cultivator.

Jian was shocked.

Jian asked: "What are you stopping me for?"

Moxiu's eyes were bright and he was smiling.

Moxiu replied: "Master, don't be shy, you can pretend that I didn't come."

sword:……?

144.

The sword was reluctantly pulled back by Moxiu.

Narrow bluestone road.

On the left are flowers, on the right are grass, and in the middle stands Heng Yaoguang who is still watching the sunrise.

Mo Xiu dragged his sword and ran all the way.

Standing still in front of Heng Yaoguang, he looked at his master, and then at the dazed mistress.

Moxiu felt great pride in his heart.

he thinks.

I am too important, if there is no me today, how long will they want you to hide from me.

145.

Moxiu said solemnly: "Master, I have entrusted my wife to you."

"You must treat him well. Although he doesn't love you, he is still your cousin. You are not allowed in the world. But if you love him, you can do whatever you want. "

Moxiu sighed deeply: "It is not easy for thousands of people in the world to meet each other. It is even more difficult to love each other."

He turned his head to look at the shocked mistress.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the mist on Mistress's face seemed very confused.

Moxiu said emotionally: "Master! Don't worry! In our Tianle world, master and apprentice can become Taoist couples! Think about it, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a life is a father, even father and son, cousins, and more OK!"

After saying that, Moxiu turned his head to signal Heng Yaoguang's wrist to hold the sword.

Heng Yao lighted up.

Jian didn't know what Moxiu was thinking, let alone what Heng Yaoguang was thinking.

The sword only knows.

Heng Yaoguang really held his wrist.

sword:? ? ?

146.

The sword was unexpected.

Unexpectedly, he was a little stunned on the spot.

He asked, "What did you arrest me for?"

Heng Yaoguang also replied: "What did you say?"

It's a rhetorical question.

sword:.

Jian lowered his head, and replied weakly: "I didn't say anything. I just said that you have a crush on me, and you can't ask for it. We are cousins!" The last eight words, with accents, are powerful.

Heng Yaoguang said clearly: "So that's the case."

So silent.

Moxiu, who was still standing in the middle, looked left and right, and then asked awkwardly after a while: "Master and wife, can I go?"

This is absolutely impossible.

With other people around, Heng Yaoguang still has scruples about his face, and dare not do anything beastly to him.

If there is no one, the sword will be folded here today, and death will not rest in peace.

Jian, who was quite self-aware, shook his head again and again.

He said don't worry, we are friends, we can still chat a few more words.

In fact, he was secretly trying to break free from Heng Yaoguang's fingers.

But Jian was bored.

He frowned.

...I am no longer a swordsman, can the hand holding the sword not be so flawless?

The sword is completely anxious.

Jian looked up at Heng Yaoguang.

He said loudly, "Let me go!"

Then I got a reply from Heng Yaoguang that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

——"I just don't want to let go."

147.

What is the height of the Tao and the height of the devil.

What is tigers and leopards in the front and wolves in the back?

What was I not expecting.

Jian understood that he was completely wrong.

He can never win.

After all, he wants face, he cherishes feathers, and he cherishes his reputation.

And Heng Yaoguang didn't care about these things at all.

Four words are more thrilling than anything else.

Jian stared blankly.

Mo Xiu took two steps back slowly.

The sun is shining in the distance, but the heart is desolate.

Moxiu touched Qiwu on his waist, and patted the scabbard lightly.

Moxiu sighed.

I am brighter than the sun.

148.

Some people, the harder they work, the luckier they are.

The hardworking magic cultivator easily got Heng Yaoguang's guidance.

on a sunny day.

He clings to Qiwu, and at the foot of Yunding Mountain, he watched Heng Yaoguang holding Xingshuang, creating a cold void of sword light.

Heng Yaoguang's sword is red in color.

Not blood, just streamer.

The former No. [-] sword cultivator in the world is now holding a sword, and his demeanor is still the same, without any loss.

Heng Yaoguang's eyes were cold.

He seemed to be watching from afar, but it seemed like he couldn't see anything.

Moxiu was clapping beside him.

Received a sneer from the teacher.

The sword is jumped from the tree.

Standing beside Heng Yaoguang, he was in an indescribably complicated mood.

He looked at the unsheathed Xingshuang.

It was so bright that he wanted to admire how amazingly talented it was.

But this kind of praise, he couldn't say it.

He was unhappy.

149.

The painless sword began to vent its anger on others.

He asked the monk who fell under this style of Zhu Yunbaixue.

He asked: "Why did you come to destroy the enchantment of Yunding?"

The monk was the same as the man Ji Mengshi had chased and killed, he looked crazy, and he no longer cared about his image.

His eyes seemed to fall over.

The monk chuckled: "...They all say you are crazy, but I still think they are crazy."

His eyeballs trembled twice, and then slightly upward, reflecting Heng Yaoguang's figure.

——"It turns out that the crazy people are not only them, but also you."

Heng Yaoguang didn't respond.

It is clear that there is room for everyone, chatting and talking, and those who disagree can also go together for the time being.

No. [-] in the world with a sword in his hand, but he only took a look at him lightly.

Xingshuang was buzzing in his hand.

The monk smiled and spat out a mouthful of blood, and said sadly: "...you are crazy, what do you want to do? Bring him out? Don't forget your life! This is between you and Jimengshi—"

The words that were trying to escape his lips and teeth were cut off by Xingshuang's cold sword in an instant.

Only dripping blood.

Follow the edge of the sword, walk through the cold light under the blade.

Gradually submerged in the lush green land.

Heng Yaoguang sighed: "I originally said, don't use the sword anymore. Xingshuang, can you understand me?"

Xingshuang answered him with a humming sound.

Some Peerless Excalibur stood aside, suddenly turned around and grabbed Moxiu and wanted to run away.

Moxiu hurriedly stuck himself to the tree, wishing that he was the tree behind him.

He shouted: "Master, please don't do this! I am a decent person! You should go to comfort Master at this time, not me!"

sword:……

Jian took a deep breath, and gave up on Heng Yaoguang's gaze.

Jian also shouted: "What are you looking at?! Talk to your Xingshuang!"

The author says:

Heng Yaoguang and Xingshuang: Bearing too much truth.

Ji Mengshi and Chen Yin: What happened,

The two swords and the two people have a fateful relationship, and the sword's attitude towards Heng Yaoguang also has some fateful reasons.

Generally speaking, the current situation is.

Only Heng Yaoguang and Xingshuang know their destiny.

But Heng Yaoguang said: I don't want to, I want to rewrite the script.

So it became what it is now.

It is not easy for a fairy king, so it is reasonable for him to fish for swords. It is only natural for him to fish for swords, and it is right for swords to revolve around him.