The combination of black and white is the perfect combination of power and speed. The two usually have different personalities, but the cooperation is a rare tacit understanding in the world, and it is quite good.

The heretic sword slashed through the phantom of the Dao and quickly fought for it. The Yaksha sword is heavy, the demonic nature is burning, the two swords are parallel, and the joint attack is up, the wind is happy, the demon is crazy, and the momentum is terrifying!

Danqing saw the psychic remote sensing, and groaned softly and floated out of the sheath. Without hesitating for a moment, Wen Renran moved in vain, stretched out his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword, Qinghong flashed, Wen Renran took the sword, turned the sword, and unloaded the sword, all in one go, pulling the black-clothed Yaksha to stab the white-clothed heresy, and used his strength to fight. The white eyebrows are slightly tight, the white-clothed sword is less than calm, and the sword is in a state of double line, and the force is the black-clothed sword less to fight for the gills.

"Sword Nine Heavens!"

Without too many words, the black-clothed sword Shao Deng comprehended, with the help of the white-clothed cover, Ling Xiao made another heavy hand, the sword shadow was hidden in the void, and the demonic wild sword sent back a blow.

"The wind breaks the ground!"

Danqing saw that he was dexterous and flicked, and the person unloaded his strength and retreated, and after a clear drink, he heard that the person pointed at the ground with a sword.

Heaven and earth Wuji attracted the energy of the celestial phenomena, integrated into their own body swordsmanship, the sword of the beginning appeared in the dust, the peak suddenly swept by a hurricane, the wind on the lonely peak howled more intensely, sharp and piercing, like a wind disaster transit, lifted the ground and rolled back.

Half of the mountain wall was eroded by the wind sword and quickly digested into dust and smoke. The wind hides the sword, and the sword rises from the wind, and it is endless, like a wild flower. The strange sword entered the eyes of the wind scar, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "It's the wind, it's not the wind." ”

"The Calamity Sword needs to be supported by a strong foundation in order to show its actual power. He used this trick here, and he couldn't do it all. ”

"The law enters the sword, and the root is not seen. Yi Qiunian, your apprentice is like you, never do his best?"

Yi Qiunian twisted his beard and smiled: "Eh~, it took me endless effort to test the sword in Fengxing Mountain, and I never left my hand." ”

"Huh, huh?" The Trace of the Wind has a weak temperament, and after a barely audible laugh, he refocuses on the sword test game.

The peak platform is furious, and the sword of the calamity brings up a large number of rolling stones, disrupting the rhythm of the cooperation between the two. There is no end to the hidden sword in the wind, the black-clothed sword is blocked when it is rarely climbed, it is difficult to break through the siege of the wind sword, and the black shirt on the body is torn in many places, and I can't help but feel annoyed, swinging the sword and slashing the void, venting the anger in my heart.

At the same time, Wen Renran's body method was rapidly developed, three points faster than the white clothes, Danqing saw that he could do whatever he wanted, and the sword shadows were staggered to fight fast, and he pressed the strengths of the white clothes.

The first time he was restrained, the white-clothed sword was flustered for a while, and the sword suddenly made a mistake. The white-clothed sword shao was inaccurate in his hand for heresy, but Danqing saw the middle channel, his arm was numb, and the heresy was thrown out of his hand, and the tip of the sword was three feet deep, and the victory and defeat were instantaneous.

"Baiyi, you have lost your cool. ”

Looking at the hand of the lost sword, the cold sound of the wind mark sounded in his ears, and the white-clothed sword boy immediately retracted his thoughts, put away the sword and walked back to the wind trace.

"I haven't lost yet, come again!"

The Scar of the Wind said in an indifferent tone: "Black, meditate." ”

"Hmph! It's meditation every time, I'm not happy!"

Pacing back and forth, the impatience in his words was fully revealed, but the black-clothed sword did not violate the will of the wind mark when he heard the words, and then sat cross-legged on the ground with an angry snort, calmly thinking.

The wind blew the white belt flying, and the traces of the wind looked at Yi Qiunian and said, "I agreed to what you asked." ”

"Not a request, but a please. A long time ago, I handed in three sword scores. If you don't come, won't it be a pity for the sword world?"

"Hmm...... The only opponent identified by the Wind Scar is you. ”

In one sentence, he knew the true meaning of the other party's heart, and Yi Qiunian stroked his palms and laughed: "Ha, that's it." ”

"Anything else?"

"I'm going to take the merchant out to visit the door, and there is no one living in Buyun Cliff recently, so you won't be empty. ”

The Scar of the Wind said coldly: "I will send the sword spectrum, when will I meet again?"

"Fengxing Mountain. ”

"Please. ”

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"Wang!"

The sword fell, and the master and apprentice returned to Buyun Cliff to prepare. Wen Renran stood outside the house and waited for nothing, Xiao Mi Tao approached and sniffed carefully, suddenly bit Wen Renran's sleeve and shouted to the sky.

Wen Renran hesitated: "You want me to dig up the grave of the most time?"

"Wang. ”

"People are dead, so don't disturb his rest. ”

"Woo, Wang!"

Lying on the ground and whimpering and wailing, Little Peach strengthened her spirits, knocked down the stone tablet at the grave, and shouted to Wen Renran: "Wangwang." ”

"You say you smell the most time in me?"

"Wang!"

Wen Renran pondered for a while, stretched out his finger and explained: "That may be because the incarnation was smoked by him last time, so there is some breath with him." Recently, when I've been out walking, I haven't met anyone who looks like an old dog. And you've been here all the time, so how could you mistake his life and death?"

"Woo......"

"Okay, you lie here every day and live a negative life, if you know the most time, maybe one day you will jump out and settle accounts with me. I'm about to get married, so you can be happy and give me a little face, okay?"

"Wang?"

Seeing that Xiao Mi Tao had lost a lot of weight, thinking of the Luozi Shang watering flowers and irrigating all day long, and recalling the temperament of running around in the autumn year, he immediately felt a little embarrassed when he heard the people, and said, "Hmm...... Come with me this time and make up the meat well!"

"Wangwang (no one cares about Buyun Cliff)!"

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In the year of the Emperor's year, the month of Renxu, and the day of Wuwu, it is advisable to get married and travel. The marriage ceremony in the bitter realm is very cumbersome, especially with the identity of Chu Junyi, the number of etiquette must be complete.

The red light hangs high, the wind rolls, the red candle is warm and yellow, and the eyes are all luxurious and festive.

The new house is only two miles away from Yanjutai. In the hall, many guests gathered together, and the atmosphere was warm but not too noisy, chatting with each other and waiting for the newlyweds to arrive.

In the list of people present, except for Wen Renran and Chu Junyi's relatives and friends, there were the most Confucian scholars among the guests. Needless to say, even Jingcanglang, who rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, also sent people to participate in the wedding banquet.

In terms of learning the boundless sea, it is naturally Taishi Hou who has a good relationship with Wen Renran to come forward. Who knew that the string bosom friend who had been hidden for a long time came at the same time very unfortunately. As soon as the two met, although they did not lose their sense of proportion because of the heavy ceremony, the strange atmosphere really made the people at the same table feel tormented.

Because of the identity of the four fronts of the Confucian sect, he sat recently, his worried deep white eyebrows moved slightly, and he carefully realized the wrongness of his side, and said hello without changing his face, and then moved elsewhere, and set up an old friendship with Shulou Longsu.

"Taishi Hou is not angry and arrogant, and some of the juniors have suffered. ”

With a gilded fan in his hand, he sat down in a chic and graceful manner, "Longsu, I'm sitting here, shouldn't you mind?"

"If you can endure the sour breath of poverty around you, how can I have any reason to refuse?"

Shulou Longsu said, his amber eyes squinted at his side, and he was dressed in plain white, silent and smiling at each other's sword immortal traces.

When the white-clothed old man with an unconventional temperament heard this, his brows twitched, and he sighed in a slightly inconsistent tone: "Longsu, I have never missed a congratulatory gift today." ”

"Ah, the sudden realm is poor and white, and you are even more breezy with two sleeves, I don't know what kind of gift I have prepared, can you let me open my eyes and ears?" The tone was quite playful, and Shulou Longsu asked rhetorically.

"Etiquette is light and affectionate, and you have a chance to try it today. ”

"Huh?"

"The steamed buns made by my friend, ordinary people don't have a chance to taste them. ”

"Barely passing. ”

Shulou Longsu stretched out the purple dragon fan in his hand, pointed to the big white dog under the tree, and asked meaningfully: "Jianzi, can you tell me, why is it staring at you?"

"How do people know what the canine mastiff thinks, but if I have to guess, it's probably that you are too richly dressed in Longju......

"Enough, your joke is too cold. "The sword immortal trail has no good intentions for his own export, and Shulou Longsu immediately stopped it, so as not to suffer from it again.

Listening to the two bickering, he smiled softly, looked at the various guests in the courtyard in a blink of an eye, and stopped making a sound.

The five of them gathered in one place, between Baizhang Escape Zen and Feng Lingyun, separated by Shangguan Qiyuan and Style Bell. Yi Qiunian took Lhotse Shang and wanted to sit with the sky and cloud sleeves. As for Shu Shigong, he was pulled by Granny Zhu's long eyebrows, and he didn't know what to reprimand in a low voice. The old brothers don't need to be taken care of by others, and their eyebrows are dancing and talking about sex.

The world sealed the knife seat, Fengxiu master and Dao Wuji sat together, and thought about bringing Xiao Fu to play, but because of the only trace of distrust left in his heart to face the master of the cherry blossom house, he finally gave up his plan.

Everyone chatted with each other, and the time slowly passed in a festive atmosphere. The sky is changing from light to dark, the sun is approaching dusk, the sun is coming and the yin is coming, and the auspicious time is approaching. With the sound of crackling firecrackers, mixed with gongs and drums, the team finally arrived at this moment.