Mingyue was speechless, simply speaking lonely.

Xin Chang and Nian Jun talked and laughed, and felt extremely happy.

The breeze knows people's intentions, and the courtyard is charming and flowery.

The night is fragrant, who knows?

Walking in the atrium, there is water in the courtyard, and the moon stays in the water.

The bright moon is in the Milky Way, the moon shadow is at the foot of the river, the sky and the earth, who has more secrets between the two.

Between pitches, I noticed.

A good night for the moon, a good moon for the night.

Xin Chang walked upstream of the flowing water and walked up the stone steps.

Xiushui, live at the source of flowing water.

The water is clear, the moonshine.

The scenery from a high place, this situation is so watery, pouring thousands of miles, flowing for a long time.

Sure enough, Xiushui was watching from the water pavilion.

Tree stops, long, etc.

Xin Chang saw from a distance that her eyes were brighter in the moonlight.

Xiushui is always as gentle as water, just look at her, the delicate flowers shine on the water, and the weak willows support the wind, which are all enjoyable.

Xiushui has already prepared some fine wine, which must make Xin Chang feel comfortable and relieve some of his worries.

After Xin Changyuan came, Xiushui always thought that he hadn't been well entertained.

In fact, she is too worried and has every plan, and a friend like her is too rare.

Xiushui leads Xin to sit down, order some cold temperature, and drink a few more glasses of water and wine.

The wine is already excellent, sweet in the mouth, and sweet after the glass.

After all, drunken acacia is a unique and good wine, but it can't be drunk too much.

It should be understood that memories are the most depressing trap, entangled too much, and can make people go crazy.

Xin Chang, Xiushui's eyebrows and eyes are all smiling, saying that the moon is bright, the water is clear, the flowers are fragrant, and the dew is thick in the wind.

Xiushui said: "Your Junyan Sword is not ordinary, can you lend me a look?"

Xin Chang said: "What's the matter, sister, just take it." ”

Xin Chang drank another glass, and the moonlight was even stronger. Smoke and water are heavy.

Xiushui holds a sword, the ancient sword is colorful, the hilt of the sword, and the scabbard show a heavy time.

It is surrounded by five-colored patterns, and in addition to this, the sword is quiet in the moonlight, and it is not very good.

It's just that Xiushui knows that these are just because the sword hasn't been unsheathed yet.

Xiushui exerts Yuan Force to protect the body.

It is even more misty in the beautiful eyes.

The sword is unsheathed.

The red light is longitudinal, and Xiushui has been prepared for a long time, otherwise he will be uncertain.

And the blade of the sword has traces of crescents, which is as clear as the moon, without a trace of manpower, and understands the will of heaven.

The crescent moon flashed, and the divine light on the sword shone brightly.

Sure enough, the gods.

Xiushui knows that in the whole world, in addition to killing countless enemies, this Jun Yan has another legend.

Jun Yan Sword has the most weapons.

With its sharpness alone, it's like no other.

What's more, Xiushui knows that it can be invisible in the hands of its owner.

The sword has traces of murder, but if you can't see the sword, ask how to deal with its edge.

Xiushui can see it, as if, the soul of the dead under the sword, the floating corpse looks like a thousand miles.

Sword Light Calms the Soul. Xiushui didn't look at it anymore, and the divine soldier was handed over to Xin Chang's hand.

Xiushui said: "It's really a good sword." ”

Xin Chang nodded, but he hadn't said it yet, it was a weapon that was originally used to kill saints.

Xin Chang looked at Xiushui and still seemed to be unsatisfied, but he was worried that the sword qi would be shocked.

hurriedly returned it to Xin Chang, but his eyes were still lingering.

Xin Chang said: "I'll try my sister's sword." ”

Don't wait for Xiushui to agree.

Soaring into the sky, the sword was unsheathed, and there was a dragon's groan.

The sword light is dazzling, dazzling, tried a few times, the color fades, the glass turns into amber, and the amber turns into autumn water.

Finally returned without a trace.

It's just that the sword qi is so strong, even the moonlight is tortuous.

The moonlight, the sword light, and a black shadow inspired by Xin Changyuan's power are blurry and dreamy, making the mountains and rivers discolored, and the beautiful water distracted.

Xin Chang finally stepped down from the sky, and the night returned to its original state, quiet, and reflected with the mountains and rivers.

Xin Chang laughed: "Sister see how well I play?"

Xiushui nodded, and was shy with the cool breeze.

Still drinking, to the moon, the mountains and rivers are wonderful.

The moonlight secretly loves the shadow of the tree, and the breeze does not show the appearance of the mountain.

Immerse yourself in a dream.

A figure appeared in Xiushui's heart.

Love is so difficult to come out of the mouth, and it is even more dreamy to follow each other day and night.

The ambition of the world, with the world in his heart, how can he allow himself to only allow a film.

No wonder speechless to the east wind, even if the mountains and rivers have met, when the mountains and rivers are grand, they have to find their whereabouts in their dreams.

is so affectionate but no one can tell it, it's just that Xiushui watched Xin Chang dance the sword, which is almost his description.

This scene is even more confessional, and only the love of the landscape, hoping that the landscape will meet.

Who knows this situation, it is nothing more than the wind and the moon, nothing more than the wind and cold, and the moon is lonely.

Only Xin Chang faced this scene, but he couldn't help but drink more.

Someone knows what is in mind, and there is a month to know the mood.

How could he not be proud of this month and live freely.

It's about drinking more.

It is rare to know the righteousness. The sun does not merge with the moon, and it is not easy to be concentric.

Xin Chang connived, but sure enough, the wine was pouring out, and he gradually became a little overwhelmed.

Xiushui then ordered, and Xin Chang rested here.

Serve with care.

Xiushui saw that Xin Chang was slowly helped into the room, and the trace was extinct, and it was dark in the night, so he was relieved.

The sky is dark, but who can tell how dark it is in people's hearts?

Xin Chang fell asleep.

It's just that the color in the dream is red.

Demons are raging, the city has been turned into a sea of fire, there is no complete house in the glorious city, whose corpse is in front of the house and behind the house, half hanging in the tree, half in the earth exposed bones. Whose blood is newly shed, turned into mud, and the flowers are more red.

Xin Chang went crazy in his dreams.

It's just that I can't hold anything in my dreams, I just keep shouting, and I can't help it.

His eyes are bloody, his heart is gray, and the world is so unbearable.

Suddenly, a miracle appeared in the air. A figure emerged, and then the sky was full of sword shadows, and the sword light slaughtered the demons.

Finally, the demons were slain, and the glorious city was about to fall.

Xin Chang is peaceful, but Miss Nianjun? Where is she?

There is no one on the corner street of Brilliant City.

Xin Chang woke up suddenly, it turned out that Nan Ke was in a dream.

It's just that he sweats and wipes his clothes.

Only then did I recall that this place was like a room in Xiushui.

is such an abrupt beauty, Xin Chang is even more reluctant, just to leave.

But after all, I can't help but observe it carefully, and wait left and right before leaving.

Look at the furnishings of this room are also very gorgeous, and there are even more indescribable wonders, where the incense is, intoxicating.

It's just that what Xin Chang needs most now is a glass of water.

The bed quilt was a little plastered, Xin Chang couldn't help but regret it, and there seemed to be tea on the table, but Xin Chang said nothing and didn't move.

There are a lot of furnishings around, and there is a painting Xin Chang is familiar with.

The lights are dim, come forward and take a closer look.

It turned out to be the peony at the entrance of the word building.

The corners are also gorgeous.

Xin Chang was surprised, ignoring the dim lighting, leaning against the wall with one hand to take a closer look.

I only heard a squeak, revealing that the back of the painting allowed a person to enter and exit the hole in the wall.

Curiosity prompted him to step inside.

The glow on the wall comes from an unknown gem.

It's simple.

Just a bookcase came out at the end.

Xin Chang took out a book casually.

It was written: Ten Sharp Weapons Divine Soldiers.

Flip it over, sixth: Junyan Sword.

Built by iron, he is among the gods. He has tasted the blood of 100,000 demons, and there is a moon on his sword. Hate demons are not extinguished, and the moon is not full.

Belong to the person, Xin Chang.