What does the knife look like in Mo Wushuang's impression?

It's true to say that she is indomitable, especially after realizing that kind of talent, she prefers the feeling of cutting off other people's weapons, after all, this will be a bigger blow to others.

I still remember that in the battle of the Linxian Sect, the light and shadow of that sword caused many people to be frightened, especially with the power of the reverse blade, which made the Linxian Sect Master instantly disappear.

So in her cognition, she can quote a very classic quote.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

But now she has been completely washed away by the sword technique created by Mo Linshan, because this sword technique is different, but it is cultivated on a slow basis.

"Feel the wind rip off the edge of your blade, and feel the sound of dust on the blade. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, swing the knife slowly, feel it slowly, anyway, the coachman who made the appointment will come to pick us up early, and you can say that you have plenty of time." ”

"Why wait for the carriage, the ground is not good in early spring, it is better to walk quickly. ”

"But it's a waste of your cultivation time! Besides, you can't bear to let your old father suffer with you and go down the muddy road?"

Mo Linshan said with a rather disdainful look, and then set fire to prepare for today's meal, but Mo Wushuang knew in his heart that this move was nothing more than his father wanting to spend more time with him before he rushed into the stone gate and his life and death were unknown.

On the other hand, Di Huaiying's affairs have been secured, and naturally he can no longer refuse his father's expectations......

"Boom!"

"Eh!"

"I'm slipping away! I will give you one less portion of the meal tonight, and it is really addictive to abuse you masters more during this time!"

Well, thinking that the number one god in the world of righteous Bo Yuntian actually evolved into this old hooligan, Mo Wushuang had a lot of contempt in his heart, but he still endured it in the end.

But who knew that the side of the ear suddenly felt a fluctuation again, and this posture was set up in advance, and it was not until after a breath that the sound of throwing a wooden stick was heard.

"Yo he! yes, yes, you stupid girl is a beginner!"

Obviously, there was a hint of surprise in Mo Linshan's words, and Mo Wushuang also reacted and looked at the wooden stick in his palm in a daze, a moment of intuition made her barely trace something, and she also understood why Mo Linshan was able to accurately stop her wooden stick at that time.

Because... From the moment he first started to do it, he already knew where the stick would fall......

"Freshly roasted pheasant meat, you should be rewarded for so many days of hard work!"

Shouting that Mo Linshan didn't see the figure of his daughter coming over to grab food with him in the past, he looked up again and saw that the latter had put on a posture again, indifferent to what he had just shouted.

"If you don't come again, Luo Xiaojiu, this girl will even gnaw on the pot!"

"You guys eat first, I really wanted to notice something just now, if I run to eat with you again, I'm afraid I'll forget this feeling for a while!"

Hehe, this is finally seeing the sweetness, but fortunately, there was some progress before entering the stone gate, after all, it was not wasted that time to discuss with the nine thousand years old, as for how to use it after entering the stone gate, it depends on how the girl herself ponders.

Mo Linshan smiled and stopped disturbing the cultivator, and as soon as he ate the chicken here, he felt tears flowing down his mouth, and quickly wiped it clean while the two dolls didn't see it, and then took aim with a stone, but it was replaced by a wooden stick and smashed at his daughter.

"Eh!"

"Tsk, the chicken leg is gone!"

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It was another day when the sun rose, and when Li Yuanfang woke up from his slumber and looked at Xiangling, who was sleeping sweetly beside him, he couldn't let go of his eagle eyebrows.

More than ten days have passed in a flash, and Xiangling said that Mo Wushuang went to the neighboring villages and towns to prepare his luggage and necessary things, but there has been no news, and no matter how stupid Li Yuanfang is, he noticed that something was wrong.

After all, no matter how anxious she was, she shouldn't have disappeared into the burial ground in the middle of the night, not to mention that no one knew about her departure except Xiangling.

Could it be that she went to face the Yunque Heavenly Palace alone without telling everyone?

This thought made Li Yuanfang frightened, he knew that Mo Wushuang didn't want to implicate his friends, but facing Yunque Heavenly Palace alone was still a little too funny.

Or maybe something happened to her while shopping for something?

It's impossible, not to mention how strong Mo Wushuang's knife technique is, no one has seen this beautiful girl even if Li Yuanfang asks around intentionally or unintentionally during this time, unless she changes her itinerary temporarily, it will never be possible to evaporate from the world.

Thinking of this, he got up and got dressed, but he didn't know that he alarmed the sleeping Xiangling, and then a sound rang in his ears.

"Hmm... Why did you wake up so early these days, and what are you going to do with your clothes on?"

The delicate body with a cherry color like mutton fat and jade sat up, and Xiangling's appearance was more enchanting with the half-concealment of the sheets, but Li Yuanfang continued to wear boots, and even reached out to get the baby's chain knife.

"Mo Wushuang hasn't returned for more than ten days, something must have gone wrong outside. ”

"I owe Di Huaiying once before, and I must not let her Mo girl have any mistakes!"

The words fell and pushed open the door, and saw Mangzi carrying dry firewood and preparing to take care of it, but who knew that Xiangling screamed loudly from inside the house, so that the two of them turned their heads to look.

"Stop!"

"Let me ask you, what will you do if you find Wushuang?"

"Of course it'......"

was just about to answer, but for some reason Li Yuanfang's mind suddenly went blank, and when he saw Xiangling put on a sheet and walked to his side, he hugged his back and hugged him tightly.

"Don't go, okay, some people can't lose you. ”

"You... What does this mean by this, do you know what Mo Wushuang is going to do?"

Xiangling heard the words through her broad back and heard the inexplicable frequency of the heartbeat, and her hands clenched even more tightly when she bit her lower lip.

"I know I can't hide it from you, but the trip to Yunque Heavenly Palace, if you go, you will die, let alone your peerless girl, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to save yourself by then!"

Speaking with a crying voice, Li Yuanfangrao couldn't bear to hurt Xiangling's heart no matter how hard-hearted he was.

But... The gentleman is worth a thousand gold, and then he looks at the direction of Di Huaiying's coffin, but he finally broke free of Xiangling's arms, and when he took three or two steps, he heard Xiangling crying towards his back.

"Li Yuanfang, if you leave... I don't want to see you again in my life!"

As the saying goes, heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass.

Li Yuanfang heard that he turned his head to look at the shadow of the pear blossom with rain, and when he turned his head to see the reckless man on the other side, he didn't know what to do, but after all, he still said the words that had already been decided.

"Help me take good care of you Sister Xiangling. ”

"Also, don't forget to tell her that I have lived on the battlefield for the first half of my life, and I always think that if I save my life, I will have the capital to make a comeback. ”

"But it was also because of the destruction of General Li's mansion that I understood a truth. ”

"Even if your life is saved, breaking your trust in others makes me worse than dead. ”

After the words fell, Li Yuanfang walked towards the direction of the collapse of the Linxian Sect with the knife on his back, but the tears behind him made the iron-hearted man barely recover it for half a lifetime......