The sound of the silver bottle breaking was endless, and the gadgets it had arranged around it turned into bright fireworks, reflecting a different color in this dark night city covered by magic clouds.

The small flag painted with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared in front of Mu Xi at some point, and the mountains on the flag were magnified and vividly blocked the awe-inspiring sword of Hehe.

The sword body was firmly stuck by the mountain stone, and his face turned red, his eyes were ashamed, and he was no longer half a minute old in his complacent state.

He gritted his teeth, and the true yuan surged, urging the magic sword in his hand with all his might.

The body of the sword buzzed, like thousands of buzzes, and like mosquitoes flapping their wings, the noise was upsetting and difficult to keep.

The body of the sword turned from solid to virtual, just like a group of thousands of swimming fish, facing the giant whale and wanting to disperse, but it was firmly bound by the suction force and could not go away.

"Heh, clever. Yuan Mo sneered lightly, it is a great road to turn thousands of swords into one book, but this person has found another way, people take a treacherous path, and they want to mess with the enemy with their voices. I don't have enough ability but I am too greedy, I want everything but I don't do it well, and I have lost my potential for a while.

He He didn't know Yuan Mo's evaluation in front of the water mirror, if he hadn't cared about the magic sword that was deep in the mountains and rocks at this time was his natal magic weapon, he had stepped on Heguang before, I was afraid that he would have abandoned the sword a long time ago.

"Mountain...... River Flag ......"

Kazumitsu gritted his teeth, and for this chess piece that had only been heard and disappeared, he was only ashamed and resentful in his heart.

He is also a disciple of the master, which is inferior to Heguang for his cultivation of knowledge, talent and words, and the background is not comparable to the helpless little pity of the light, the partial master is eccentric, and he has worshiped under the door since childhood, and he and the light are all in the limelight, and it is he and him who offend people.

Huh——!

Looking at the two of them again, the magic weapon of the two of them, if they didn't estimate the face of the family and themselves, I am afraid that the good materials in the hands of the master would have to be given to Heguang.

He hated in his heart, and the resentment was even more ashamed for a while, and his blood was covered with a small amount of clear mind, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he simply pressed the magic sword in his hand down, completely ignoring the danger of its collapse, and felt out the life saving talisman essence blood given by his grandfather and stimulated it.

The humming sound of the Fuyang Sword was loud, but it showed a feeling of overwhelmed tension.

It is like a tight bowstring, and with a little force, the arrow will break on its own before it can be fired.

Under the pressure of this sword, Kazuko's eyes were filled with real surprise.

Senior Brother Tianshu Peak, who had a little intention of keeping his hand before, also urged his natal magic weapon Mountain and River Banner with all his might.

At the moment of the great enemy, he can't count the aftermath, so it is necessary to live.

He really felt that this good junior brother of his at this time really wanted to kill him, regardless of the consequences.

He didn't know when this junior brother was so dissatisfied with him that he had come to this.

For this arrogant senior brother of Heqi, Heguang knew that his dissatisfaction with himself was contrary to Yang Fengyin, this senior brother had always looked down on himself as a rootless senior brother, and he did not recognize the identity of the senior disciple of Tianshu Peak.

But he is also a smart person with specifications, and it takes too much effort to change a person's impression, and Kazuko can let him go.

didn't expect that he didn't care much about the confrontation that came and went, and I don't know when it made this junior brother hate him.

With full eyes full of hope, he asked someone to go into the water and wanted him to die.

Heguang forgot that although smart people think more and take the overall situation into account, the more smart people drill the horns, the more they can't think about it.

Those who practice and practice are fools, but most of the people who push themselves into madness are smart people.

The water on the mountain and river flag began to flow, from the veins of the stream to the surging river, with the surging water, the grass and trees on the mountain became more and more strong, and the land on both sides of the river was also washed out of countless sharp metals.

The waves of the sea rolling thousands of layers, the ancient trees that cover the sky and the sun, and the sword mound buried in the ground, the completely different artistic conception completely replaces the quiet years of the mountains and rivers on the flag.

"Do you still want to sit here and watch the play? This is a real fire, and in a while your city lord's mansion will be demolished. Yuan Mo sighed, looked at the young man sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and encouraged.

"Then you can take care of it. The young man replied indifferently, if the City Lord's Mansion she blessed would be demolished by the two Jindan monks, what face would she have to be among the inheritors.

"Are you willing?"

"Why not?"

Hearing the rhetorical question, Yuan Mo blinked, nodded his chin and said with a strange smile: "If you don't die, you can do it?"

"Don't waste it. ”

"Then it's boring, the master doesn't do boring and thankless things. ”

"Whatever you want. The young man raised his chin reservedly and his eyelids drooped: "But I'm going to rest." ”

After saying that, as soon as he raised his hands, he still hugged his arms with both hands, and Yuan Mo, who begged my master to be nosy, was suddenly sent out of the door with a gust of breeze.

Yuan Mo, who was standing at the door, looked ⊙∀⊙ confused?

Hey, how did I get out?

"I'll go! It wasn't for you kid to cheat yesterday! What an old person, if you want me to take care of it, you can't find an excuse to be distracted!"

Yuan Mo jumped to his feet, this excuse was too perfunctory.

They are all old demons who don't know how many years they have lived, and they say what they say to sleep and rest.

Could it be that the food and drink dew all day long is finally malnourished?

But no matter how much he complained about jumping outside, the person across the door was completely unmoved, and there was no movement at all.

"Okay, okay, it's really a defeat for you! For the sake of your face as a junior of the same clan, I'll worry a little more about it, and I'll take a look at it. ”

The silence inside the door seemed to be a little embarrassed by Yuan Mo outside the door, although there was no one else, he still talked to himself and handed himself a step to find a reason, and quickly left to the scene to see the excitement.

The reason given by Fei yesterday was not as perfunctory as Yuan Mo thought, she was indeed tired.

The surging drowsiness kept rushing over her mind, and the drowsiness that continued to emerge from her soul made her barely open her eyes.

In order to prevent the previous thing from happening again, before being dragged into the dream realm by drowsiness, Yesterday Fei 'invited' Yuan Mo out, and then activated the prohibition of the quiet room to open the formation of the quiet room.

In fact, in the end, he still can't trust the other party, even if he didn't seem to have done anything other than pranks before.

Shisu thought that when he fell asleep this time, he would open his eyes again and see the same reincarnation scene as last time.

However, she guessed wrong.

In front of her was pitch black, black empty and lonely, and there was no color in sight, only her own consciousness existed.

A murmur that seemed to be absent echoed here, making it even more lonely here.

Shisu wanted to hear this murmur clearly, more because she felt that this murmur was too familiar, familiar but not rememberable.

Her sister would neither be kind to her or allow herself to do useless work.

The dream she inflicted must have had a great effect on her.

Shiso concentrated her consciousness and diffusion perception to catch the reverberating murmur.

Xu is this whisper, which the Crimson Witch wants Shisu to hear.

The moment Shiso's perception spread, the murmur approached from a distance, and the voice continued to amplify and the words became clear.

The sound was not pleasant, but rather a little rough, as if it had broken the throat.

But the tone is very light, soft for fear of frightening the flying feathers.

The voice said: I promise you a stable and long-term relationship, can you promise me to be with you in this life?