"Why, why did I express my heart to Senior Sister Fuyao, but she still refused!"

"Don't ask, why do you give me hope, originally I just wanted to be the father of your children!

You must have done it on purpose, deliberately trying to see me laugh!!"

Qing Yicheng wept bitterly, his eyes full of grievances and disbelief. I believe in you so much, and after I officially date Senior Sister Fuyao, I am ready to introduce my sister to you.

I didn't expect you to be such a person?

Finally shook off the hand that was holding his shoulder, Mo Wen looked at the snot on Qing Yicheng's face in front of him, and took three steps back with some disgust.

Mo Wen thought about it, Qing Yicheng might be rejected.

Childhood sweethearts, fingertips for marriage, both of which are very prone to accidents.

Qingmei can't keep the bamboo horse, and her fingertips can't get married. This is all the truth that our predecessors told us with bloody deeds.

But why did Qing Yicheng want to find his own trouble after being rejected? Shouldn't he think about life first and feel hopeless?

And the child? What kind of child? I am innocent with Fuyao now, and the pure cannot be more pure.

Besides, even if you have a child, you can't let him come into contact with you.

"Senior Brother Qing, don't..." At the same time, Fuyao also followed closely and appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes.

Looking at Senior Brother Seven's expression of resentment towards Mo Wen, Fu Yao hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Qing, I have actually always treated you as a brother, this matter really has nothing to do with Mo Wen's son, and you don't have to be embarrassed by Mo Gongzi all the time."

Brother, I don't want to be your brother.

And why even Timo asked this villain!

Qing Yicheng's fists clenched even tighter, and he stared at Fuyao with a toothache.

It's all like this, and you still say that it has nothing to do with Mo Wen, this guy!

"It's okay, I have some things to solve with Master Mo, and Senior Sister Fuyao should not be present. Qing Yicheng gritted his teeth and glanced at Mo Wen fiercely, and the voice came out from between his teeth.

If you don't agree, I'll die to show you.

"Is that so, Young Master Mo?" Fu Yao was skeptical, turned his head to Mo Wen and asked, his tone obviously becoming much softer. The bells on the wrists shook and jingled.

Are you sure you're not adding fuel to the fire?

As a man, he could feel that as long as Fuyao said a word to him, this obvious difference would make Qing Yicheng insert one thing in his heart.

Mo Wen finally understood that when he first saw Fuyao, what would happen to him at the same time as a feeling of charm and coldness and nobility.

In fact, Fuyao is a little witch at heart!

In order not to let Qing Yicheng experience the feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, Mo Wen nodded vigorously.

"Yes, if Senior Brother Qing and I have a discussion, it is not appropriate for a beautiful girl to be present. ”

In an instant, a smile like holy light appeared on Fuyao's face, and Mo asked that beautiful girl to make Fuyao's heart happy.

Curled his mouth slightly, "Then Fuyao will retire first, senior brother and Mo Gongzi have a good chat," the eyes in his eyes obviously couldn't hide the pleasant smile.

Before leaving, he deliberately turned his head and raised his small fist at Qing Yicheng, "Senior Brother Qing, cheer up!"

Seeing Fuyao leave, a ray of worry gradually appeared in Mo Wen's eyes.

Fuyao's feelings for himself obviously appear very abrupt and unreasonable.

The grace of saving her life, life and death depend on each other? But she clearly said that someone else saved her.

It was love at first sight? Shouldn't he have been interested in himself when he was in Lingzhou? Why did he look cold at that time?

Perhaps, is his charm really a little bit greater than he imagined?

"Don't ask brother, let's go, let's have a good chat!" When Fuyao left for a long time, Qing Yicheng repeatedly confirmed that she was really gone, and also contacted his master to make sure that he and Master Chenxi were not here.

walked over, climbed on Mo Wen's shoulder, and his face suddenly became extremely vicissitudes, as if he had realized the truth of life.

On the top of a high mountain in the Vermilion Bird Secret Realm, two peerless masters faced each other, and the collar on their bodies was rustled by the strong wind.

One of the figures, with a galaxy in his eyes and dazzling sword eyebrows, floated outside the world, roaming in the vast void. Suddenly, he asked out loud, "Brother Qing, do you really want to do this?"

Another person, green shirt washing, long sword standing behind him, there is boundless battle intent in his eyes, as long as there is a trace of foresight, he can see the momentum and rise, ride the wind and waves, like a bamboo.

When the man heard this, he raised his forehead slightly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked indifferently at everything in front of him.

"I didn't have a choice before, so I wasted such a year, this time I want to seize the opportunity, don't let the rest of my life have a little regret, and be a man as I should be!"

Belch....

Mo Wen looked at Qing Yicheng in front of him helplessly, I don't know if he was hit too hard, and he suddenly woke up?

This wave of pretend is really arranged, and those who don't know think it's two spirit emperors PK in the imperial city, and they will fight it out.

But to be honest, this young senior brother is really interesting.

To be willing to call yourself is to reveal your true nature and threaten yourself with a bunch of big truths.

I didn't expect it to be just to learn from myself, and I took the initiative to control my cultivation on the first layer of Jiedan.

In fact, Mo Wen felt that Qing Yicheng had sealed most of his cultivation. Any one of them can easily defeat him.

This should be considered a search for abuse, right?

After falling out of love, take the initiative to find a beating, abuse and abuse, fight poison with poison, and become good if it is so bad that it becomes good?

Back to basics?

What a wonderful person.

"Don't ask, let's fight it out here today!Solve all the problems!" Qing Yicheng took a deep breath and hid all his sorrows in his stomach.

Since Senior Sister Fuyao has chosen you, then it is up to you to defeat me and turn everything into dust.

My Qing Yicheng was defeated by you today, so it proves that I am inferior to you in all aspects today, and Senior Sister Fuyao's choice is right!

Looking at Qing Yicheng's appearance of seeking defeat, Mo Wen guessed something, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Qing doesn't have to be like this, in fact, my cultivation is also the third layer of the Dan, today we only win or lose, regardless of the others!"

Pulling out the sword behind him, Mo Wen's eyes condensed slightly, making a look of doing his best.

That sword was the sword that Fuyao had once used.

Countless images flashed through Qing Yicheng's mind, which was the sword used by Senior Sister Fuyao before she became the chief.

Ay...

Without too many sighs, Qing Yicheng quickly sorted out his mood.

It's also holding the long sword behind him in his hand, but the sealed cultivation is not unlocked.

"Whoosh!"

Qing Yicheng took the initiative to attack, with a horizontal sword in front of him, and the surrounding blue light was shining, with a faint trace of dragon head, turtle body, and snake tail Xuanwu image appearing behind him.

There is momentum, but there is no corresponding spiritual power.

Only makes sword moves, but does not have a fighting intent, let alone a killing intent.

After Mo Wen felt this sword move of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, he shook his head slightly, this senior brother Qing is afraid that he will not be able to completely solve the matter as he said.

A sword light flashed, directly smashing all the visions formed by Qing Yicheng, and Mo Wen slapped him with his backhand, slapping him to the ground.

"Senior Brother Qing, I didn't expect you to be the Xuanwu chief of the Four Elephant Sect, since you are so weak. ”

Again, he stepped forward and kicked forward. Qing Yicheng was immediately kicked out and dragged several meters on the ground, covered with mud stains.

"Senior Brother Qing, you only have such a low cultivation and such a low strength, if Senior Sister Fuyao chooses you, how can you feel safe in the future, and if Senior Sister Fuyao is in danger, how can you save him?"

The spiritual power flipped and surrounded his hand, Mo Idiot waved his right hand back, and the seemingly 'terrifying' spiritual power suddenly hit Qing Yicheng's face, discharging his whole person into the dirt.

"Senior Brother Qing, you are so powerless, don't say that Senior Sister Fuyao will not choose you, and other junior sisters will not choose you, even if you are the chief of Xuanwu, Xuanwu will not choose you after the first line.

The Four Elephant Sect will not be strong because of you, and your parents and family will not be proud of you, and maybe they will be ashamed of you.

By the way, Senior Brother Qing, one of your parents doesn't know how to teach Xuanwu, right?

In this life, have you lived to be a dog? Xuanwu, Xuanwu, I'm afraid it's not a turtle with a shrunken head?"

"Fuck your shit!!" Qing Yicheng suddenly jumped up from the ground and jumped into the sky, and Yu Mowen looked at each other from afar.

He relied on his own strength to get here step by step, and he announced that all the candidates were cut off before he sat down as the chief of Xuanwu!

He never relied on any prestige from his parents! and his father was not the head of the Xuanwu lineage.

These are his own choices, all his own paths!

Qing Yicheng was no longer suppressing himself, he was cultivating to release with all his strength, and his eyebrows contained boundless anger.

"Sword against mountains and rivers!"

A much thicker Xuanwu vision appeared behind Qing Yicheng, emanating boundless sword momentum from above, crushing the surrounding woods to pieces.

Seeing this situation, Mo Wen smiled in his heart, those attacks just now were actually empty, and hitting his body was full of pain, and it would not cause other damage.

And Qing Yicheng's appearance, it is obvious that his goal has been achieved, although he doesn't know why he is so angry, but it is more effective than expected.

Senior Brother Qing should be able to put all of this down in this way.

"Snow falls on the Nine Poles!"

The nine moves in the air collided with Qing Yicheng's Xuanwu vision, and after a loud bang, it was slowly junior, and a huge smoke rose between the two.

There is no harm in smoking!

When Mo Wen and Qing Yicheng reappeared, they competed against each other, and their power was even greater.

"I didn't expect him to be so strong! Although Mo Wen turned out to be a third-grade Spirit Sect. But even so, what I have cultivated is also the Zhenshi Peerless Sect of the Xuanwu lineage of the Four Elephant Sect! It's terrifying!"

Qing Yicheng's heart was full of impressive color, and Mo Wen's strength at this moment was beyond his expectations.

"Heaven is set!"

Surrounded by infinite cyan aura, the blue light continued to flicker, and the sharp sword in Qing Yicheng's hand flew rapidly, turning into a sword net in the air, impenetrable, towards Mo Wen's cover.

Everywhere you go, flowers, gravel. Everything was frozen in the air, and then countless sword marks appeared out of thin air, cutting them all into powder.

Obviously, Qing Yicheng had already used his hole cards, and his power could not be controlled by him for a while.

Mo Wen's face did not have the slightest look of worry, he was as calm as ever, and even wanted to laugh.

He finally knew why he kept laughing when the master played against the low. The horizon is high, and looking at other people's moves, you can find many ridiculous flaws.

Just like now, without opening the jade pupil, Mo Qian can tell 10,000 of Qing Yicheng's defects.

It's too unskillful to use.

Anyway, you're the second person in this place that I admire, so I'll give you a feed.

Mo Wen stood with his sword in his hand, and rushed straight towards Qing Yicheng in front of him.

Every move will hit Qing Yicheng's weakness, making him make a sword move.

Each time it was on top of a different weakness, leaving him defenseless.

And the cultivation used by Mo Wen has always been the third grade of the Spirit Sect!

"Lingyun Sword Sutra" is worthy of being a sword master's work!

With the passage of time, Qing Yicheng has gradually fallen into disadvantage, and the swordsmanship he uses has faded from its original appearance and become more fluent.

Qing Yicheng felt that the battle between them now was like a swordsmanship, and everyone kept knowing that they were practicing swords.

In Mo Wen's eyes, his swordsmanship was like that of a student, rough and impatient.

"How is it possible? Mo asked my brother how much he could do this, how strong his talent was!"

After such a long time, Qing Yicheng could clearly feel the passage of Mo Wen's spiritual power.

The sword piercing his flaws is getting weaker and weaker!

Qing Yicheng also gradually believed that Mo Wen only had the cultivation of the three grades of the Spirit Sect.

But the three products of the Spirit Sect can still be so strong!

Gritting his teeth, with a horizontal feeling in his heart, Qing Yicheng felt that he must not admit defeat now. There was a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Xuanwu Heavenly Swallow!"

Endless spiritual power began to pour into Qing Yicheng's body from the outside world. His eyes began to glow.

The Xuanwu vision behind him reappeared, but if you looked closely, you could find that there was a thin blood light in the eyes on the dragon's head, and it glared at the sky highly, as if it wanted to swallow the sky in its belly.

A large amount of spiritual power flowed in the air, driving the surrounding air currents, forming an extremely strong storm, blowing Mo Wen's hair, scattering and fluttering.

This power is obviously not weaker than the power of the ordinary Spirit Sect Nine Grades. But Qing Yicheng in front of him obviously has only learned it for a short time, and may not even have learned it.

The surrounding spiritual power was unusually furious, and it had begun to get out of control, without any purpose, and began to splash around.

What should I do? If Qing Yicheng is allowed to go on like this, not to mention that he will definitely be injured, if he wants to retreat from this trick, he will definitely leak part of his strength, otherwise he will definitely be injured if he does not have enough spiritual power to protect himself.

Or just leave? At that time, they may be disgusted by the high-level of the Four Elephant Sect, maybe they will kill themselves, or they may see the face of Fuyao and her master, punish them a little, and then expel themselves from it.

So, how do you choose?

Mo Wen pursed his lips, squinted his eyes at the irritable spiritual power that was about to affect him, and had a trace of decision in his heart.

At this time, leaving the Four Elephant Sect was undoubtedly the best choice. As for the rest, I can't manage so much for Lingzhou.

The footsteps moved slightly, and just as he was about to use the spiritual power to leave, the spiritual pressure suddenly fell in the sky, and the power of space appeared everywhere.

A woman in blue appeared beside Qing Yicheng, and with a slight flick of her right hand, the spiritual power of the riot immediately disappeared without a trace, and then glanced at Qing Yicheng.

Qing Yicheng's spiritual power in time and space was also completely gone, floating in the air, and falling into a coma.

"I'm sorry, I'm causing you trouble."

A melodious voice like a yellow oriole then surrounded Mo Wen's ears.

This woman is so beautiful!