It's Ma Xiaoling, a tablemate I just met in the juvenile class!

How could she be here?!

Yang Qiao's jaw almost fell, just now, it seems, it was Ma Xiaoling who killed the fish demon with the sword in his hand?

Yang Qiao's heart seemed to have 10,000 divine beasts running by.

This is too subversive, since Lu Weijiu appeared, there seem to be more and more strange things around him, Ma Xiaoling, what kind of girl is she?

Can you still be a classmate happily?

"Who?"

Ma Xiaoling was very alert, glanced over here, and his eyes broke through the darkness like a sharp sword for a moment, and saw Yang Qiao in the shadow of the container.

Yang Qiao's mind was a little confused, and he didn't know what to do.

Did he walk up and say hello: "Hey, Ma Xiaoling, the weather is so good today, I'll come out and take a walk, hahaha......"

Or say: "What a coincidence, it turns out that you are not an ordinary person, in fact, I am also a superior, wahahaha......"

It's strange to think about.

However, Lu Weijiu was obviously more decisive than Yang Qiao, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes: "Yang Qiao, go over and take a look, this little girl is a little interesting." ”

"Good...... All right. ”

Now that the master had spoken, Yang Qiao had no choice but to walk over with a twist.

Ma Xiaoling saw that it was Yang Qiao clearly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her big eyes, but she didn't look embarrassed, but took the initiative to take a few steps and smiled at Yang Qiao: "Yang Qiao is you." ”

The river is sparkling, Ma Xiaolingli is smiling, and under the silver moonlight, it is dazzlingly beautiful.

Yang Qiao felt his breath suffocated, his eyes subconsciously drifted away, and then he was shocked!

Not far from Ma Xiaoling's feet, on the pebbles of the river beach, there were two huge fish corpses, about one person long.

And his own ghost tooth pill is still in the mouth of this giant fish, biting tightly.

I'll go!

It's really a youkai!

This fish demon was split by Ma Xiaoling with a sword?!

Yang Qiao felt a little palpitating when she thought about it, she originally thought she was just an ordinary girl, but now she has an unfathomable feeling when she looks at her.

Ma Xiaoling glanced at Yang Qiao's gaze, and then her gaze returned to him, she licked her lips, and her voice suddenly became unusually soft and low, as if she was whispering: "You...... See. ”

"Look, I see. For some reason, Yang Qiao felt as if his teeth were fighting, gurgling. I felt a dangerous chill emanating from Ma Xiaoling and the sword in her hand, as if it was murderous.

What does she want to do?

Ma Xiaoling got a little closer, almost touching Yang Qiao's face, her big pupils reflected the moonlight, silver bright and deep.

Yang Qiao instinctively felt a little dangerous, but he couldn't help but be attracted by her gaze and stared at her eyes.

Inside, there seemed to be two silver whirlpools, which made people's consciousness involuntarily sink into them little by little, and their thinking came to a standstill.

The whole world was silent, and Ma Xiaoling slowly raised the sword in his hand and swung it out.

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On the other side of the city, most people have fallen asleep, but they are still frantically collecting information in front of the computer.

His eyes under his glasses shone with a feverish light.

Ancient Feng Shui, really ancient Feng Shui, who is that Lu Weijiu? Isn't the ancient method lost?

Ancient law or modern law, which is more powerful?

His fingers crackled on the keyboard, and he sent private messages over and over again to the newcomer named Lu Weijiu, but unfortunately, the other party's avatar was gray and there was no response.

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Silver glitter,

Yang Qiao's almost paused thinking suddenly became active at this moment, and he felt as if something was moving in his eyebrows, and he felt the danger.

But even if he realized the danger, his body didn't have time to react, and he watched as the sword light fell, nailing it to the head of the fish corpse.

"Poof!"

The fish demon's chubby head twitched, and then it was completely out of breath.

Yang Qiao's pupils shrank, and he saw that a little firefly-like light seemed to be emitted from the head of the strange fish, which was attached to Ma Xiaoling's short sword and disappeared.

"Sword Sect. Lu Weijiu was behind him and spit out two words softly.

Yang Qiao didn't have time to think about it for a while, he knew that Lu Weijiu was by his side, and no one else could see it except himself, which was the biggest confidence in his heart. However, just now, I really thought that Ma Xiaoling's sword would slash at him.

patted his chest, he had a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe: "Startle me, this fish didn't die just now, I thought you were going to chop me." ”

"Maybe. ”

Ma Xiaoling walked over calmly and pulled out the short sword, wiped it twice on the fish, and then skillfully put it into the scabbard, as if she had done this kind of thing a thousand times.

"Uh...... It can't be that you really want to kill people. Yang Qiao remembered the murderous aura on her sword just now, and her heart was a little cold, so she turned around and smiled at herself: "Guess." ”

Well, it's under the loss.

I can't guess what the girl is thinking.

The night river breeze blows, the branches and leaves sway, and the shadows of the trees sway.

Yang Qiao and Ma Xiaoling walked slowly along the riverside streets, no different from ordinary passers-by.

The carcass of the previous big fish has been thrown into the river, leaving no future trouble.

"Well, so...... Are you a Taoist priest?" asked Ma Xiaoling as if casually.

"You are a Taoist priest, your whole family is a Taoist priest. Yang Qiao looked depressed.

She belongs to an ancient sect that has been inherited for a long time, in Lu Weijiu's words, it is the Sword Sect, which mainly focuses on practicing kendo.

This kind of kendo is not only a martial art, but also can cut away demons.

Since ancient times, there has been a legend of the sword immortal in Huaxia, and Ma Xiaoling's sword sect can be regarded as a branch of this vein, and many supernatural swordsmanship have been lost until now, but it is still not a problem to deal with ordinary demons, and it is also a kind of practice that she just got rid of the fish demon.

Before, she thought that Yang Qiao was also a descendant of the Feng Shui Xuanmen, so she kept her hand, otherwise she would use a small spell to erase this memory, and the effect was similar to hypnosis.

Yang Qiao estimated that maybe it was Lu Weijiu who used some techniques, or because he practiced the foundation building introduction of feng shui metaphysics, which made Ma Xiaoling think that he was a "fellow practitioner".

He had a lot of questions, but he didn't dare to ask her, if she found out that she didn't really understand anything, I wonder if she would draw her sword and give it to herself.

Thinking about the fat-headed fish monster with a sword stuck in his head and being nailed, Yang Qiao felt a chill in his heart.

Let's talk less and listen more.

Ma Xiaoling asked if he was a Taoist priest, so he could only pretend to be confused.

"By the way, this is the knife that was taken out of the fish's mouth earlier, is it yours?" Ma Xiaoling's own short sword was behind his back, and he was holding a black short sheath short knife in his hand, which was Yang Qiao's ghost tooth pill.

"Yes, yes, it's mine. Yang Qiao came back to his senses, nodded again and again like a chicken, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked moved: "Thank you Heroine for helping me find it back." ”

I can't guess what Ma Xiaoling is thinking, but let's talk about good things first, it's not bad to be able to get the Ghost Tooth Pill back.

Ma Xiaoling's fingers rotated flexibly, and he turned around in his hand and handed it to Yang Qiao.

Yang Qiao was about to answer with a smile on his face, when he saw Ma Xiaoling's hand shrink, "Wait." ”

It occurred to her that it was a little strange for the strange fish to bite this thing in its mouth tonight, could there be something wrong with this Japanese short knife?

Yang Qiao's smile froze on his face, and he saw Ma Xiaoling's thumb pressed on the handle of the knife and pushed, "click", and the wedge slid out of half of the blade.

The dark cyan blade is eye-catching and dazzling.

In the silent night, Ma Xiaoling's big crystal eyes stared at it, thoughtful.

Yang Qiao was anxious: She must not take a fancy to my ghost tooth pill, this is my first collection.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes were very bright, completely different from the feeling during the day, her eyes were as sharp as a sword, looking back and forth on the wakicha.

"This is a ...... of the threat"

"Mine. Yang Qiao said weakly.

"That's good. Ma Xiaoling stroked it lightly with her fingers, closed her eyes as if she was feeling something, for a long time, when Yang Qiao was in a nervous mood, she raised her head and glanced at Yang Qiao quickly: "Why don't you give it to me?"

After speaking, he lowered his head and carefully admired the blade of the Oniya Pill, with a happy expression on his face, like a gourmand meeting his beloved food, and he wanted to get it quickly.

"It's mine. Yang Qiao protested with a "sad and indignant" face.

I don't know if Ma Xiaoling, who uses a sword, especially likes the ghost tooth pill, but he thinks about himself, maybe, Ma Xiaoling wants to snatch his own ghost tooth pill, the depression and entanglement in her heart, if she really wants the ghost tooth pill, how should she refuse?

"Alright, look at your pitiful appearance, I won't take away people's favor. Ma Xiaoling retracted his gaze, and handed the ghost tooth pill back to Yang Qiao with some reluctance.

Yang Qiao hurriedly snatched it and clutched the knife to his chest, like a stingy miser.

According to his guess, this ghost tooth pill was a treasure knife carried by a Japanese officer decades ago, made by a famous craftsman, and it was definitely worth collecting, Ma Xiaoling must not have seen it, otherwise he would not have returned it to himself so easily.

Now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief, if Ma Xiaoling doesn't take it back in his hand, he really doesn't have the courage to grab it, who knows what kind of temperament Ma Xiaoling is, it's hard to pull the sword and give it to himself.

"It's getting late, I'm going home, see you tomorrow. ”

A bus stopped at the station, Ma Xiaoling waved at Yang Qiao with his back and stepped onto the bus. Before the car door closed, she suddenly turned around and winked at Yang Qiao: "Today's incident is a little secret for the two of us, remember to keep it secret." ”

Under the dim headlights, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the moonlight is mild, setting off Ma Xiaoling's smiling face like a porcelain doll, delicate and mysterious.

Yang Qiao was stunned for a moment, watching the bus drift away, and recalled the word "secret" she said in her heart, and had an indescribable feeling.

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