On the eaves of the cold night, the man in white was entangled by five or six black shadows, and as soon as he looked at him wrongly, the man in black before took the girl hostage and left. From beginning to end, the girl didn't make a sound, only looked at this qiē with a pair of round eyes, and couldn't help herself. Although Yang Qing was anxious and wanted to catch up immediately, he had no choice but to be blocked in front of him, so he could only solve the current person first.

In an instant, the momentum of the white-clothed man who felt surrounded by him suddenly rose, and his posture was more elegant, standing on the eaves, his eyes were faint, and his white clothes were fluttering, like an immortal in the clouds, unattainable. Everyone's hearts were in their hearts: Yunmen martial arts win with lightness, the more immortal the spirit, the more it does not touch the dust, indicating that his martial arts are higher.

A round of cold moon, a show of clothes, he fluttered, and the jade tree fell. Everything is a sword in the wave, if the water is like light, the ashes are gone!

In the past, in the Demon Gate, I had seen Yao Fu's martial arts moves, and at that time, I already felt that Miss Yao was as delicate as a fairy, and compared with the handsome young man in front of her, the realm was still far behind.

Everyone was shocked: this person's martial arts are so high, I'm afraid that in the Demon Sect, only the sect leader can beat him.

When Yang Qing was entangled with several people, the man in black held Mochizuki hostage and left. The wind was swift and there was no pity, and when Mochizuki was thrown to the ground, he found that this was a long causeway, with willows and willows, and the lake shimmered in the clear moonlight.

Looking up, the moon is distant, mysterious and cold. There are many stars, like eyes in the sky, looking down on the earth. The night and evening breeze are heavy, and the lights and shadows on the opposite side of the lake are full of shadows, reflected in the water, and together with the white cranes and egrets that flap their wings at night, they fly to the green mountains on the first line of heaven and earth in the distance.

Mochizuki's chin was rudely lifted by the man, and when her face was reflected in the man's eyes, the man's face hidden in the shadows was also clearly visible to her for the first time.

Mochizuki was stunned for a moment, there was a sense of doubt, and there was also a sense of truthfulness.

She blinked.

Blinked softly again.

Unfortunately, she couldn't move or speak.

And the coarse calluses on the man's hands grinded against her delicate and beautiful face, making her frown. The man who bent down and pinched her chin was quite handsome and quiet. It's that kind of quiet and deep handsomeness. His eyes were also dark and cold, staring at the girl who was forced to turn her face up.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw her face, and then the color of anger stained his eyes, making the murderous aura on his body even thicker all of a sudden, "That's true!" It used to look like it from afar, but now it's more like ...... Yang Qing! Yang Qing! He gritted his teeth, and his voice was almost icy, "He obviously doesn't like the saint, but after the saint's death, he humiliates the saint like this!" ”

"Sure enough, the people of Cloud Gate are all well-dressed beasts! What does he mean by doing this? What's the point of finding someone who looks so much like the Holy Maiden? ”

Having never been violently pinched by someone, Mochizuki didn't feel ashamed, but thought in a complicated mood: Don't.

She looked at this man in a daze, her thoughts drifting a little far away - this was the Fire Hall Master of the five Holy Sect Masters, Mingyang.

It's the one she picked up.

Yuan Yingxing didn't like this person, and felt that Mingyang was an unfamiliar wolf cub, and it was best to kill him.

It was Mochizuki who saved this person and supported him with all his might, so that he finally became the hall master and became a fierce general of the Demon Sect.

Since Mochizuki can control this person, Yuan Yingxing is at will. The original master is a very freewheeling person, and he is too lazy to bother with such things. It is his character that allows Mingyang to escape death after offending him.

Since then, Mingyang, the master of the fire hall, has followed the holy woman to look at the moon.

The demon sect is cold-hearted, the wolf is ambitious, and there is no such thing as intersecting with anyone in life and death. Even if the holy woman Mochizuki died, Mochizuki didn't expect them to avenge herself, she didn't care if they took revenge or not, and she didn't feel it. Even the sect leader has left, so what are Mochizuki waiting for?

But now, she didn't know at a loss: it was Mingyang.

This Mingyang, who she only used him as a sword and a sword, still wanted to avenge her after the Demon Sect was in chaos.

Yuan Yingxing said that this person was a wolf cub, so she didn't think about raising him. But it turns out that she has raised him, right?

She doesn't even know about it.

Mingyang didn't know that the mood of the saintess in the past was complicated, and he felt disgusted when he looked at the other party's face. There is no one in this world who is like a saint! The saint is no longer there, Cloud Gate, the right path, when he can do it, he will not let go of any of them.

He said coldly, "I originally wanted to use you to threaten Yang Qing. But you look so much like a saint that I don't like it. Don't wait for Yang Qing to come, I'll ruin your face first! ”

The eyes of the girl under her hand were wide open.

And the cold blade in the man's hand had already been attached to her face. He said with a slight mockery, "The saint always said that Yang Qingguang was bright and bright. Thinking of such a high-spirited person as him, even if you are disfigured, I can still threaten him with you! ”

As soon as the cold light in his hand flipped over, he slashed at the delicate face of the girl under his hand.

The girl's eyes blinked, as if she had a million words to say. It's a pity that she was spotted dumb acupoint, and there is no solution to the acupoint for the time being, and she can only see the cold light stabbing down on her eyes!

Mochizuki was terrified: She's going to be disfigured?!

"If you wait for me to come and threaten me, how can you be so impatient?"

Between the lightning and flint, the blade had already pressed against Mochizuki's eyelids, and a cool male voice that looked like a smile came from behind. was still in such an unhurried tone, but Mingyang was immediately vigilant, only to feel that thousands of mountains of true qi swept towards him from behind.

If he is only disfigured by his heart, such a powerful true qi is turbulent, and he is neither dead nor half-disabled.

Where would he be willing to accept this slap because of a strange girl?

Mingyang dodged away, and deliberately lifted the girl, threw her into the true anger, and looked at a girl who didn't know martial arts, the person who was praised for her glory and the moon, could she save it?

Nature is saved.

Mochizuki was thrown into the air by Mingyang, helpless to meet the true qi of the piercing cold. Her body has a bad foundation, weak and weak, and her meridians have not been completely opened by her so far, and she has not thought of the Demon Sect Mental Method suitable for this body. The heart method is the core of a martial art, the more wonderful the heart method, the more powerful it is to practice to the back, the more powerful it is. She took a domineering path in the past, Yuan Yingxing's heart method was the weird path of the yin owl, and the next one's heart method, a little softer, a little softer, is the way of the water hall master listening to the sound. But Lingyin is an evil doctor, she majors in medical skills, and her martial arts are the next three paths...... It can be seen that her martial arts are not up to standard.

Before Mochizuki could figure out which mental method to use, she was involved in the battle of a person with strong martial arts.

Yang Qing's martial arts are very high, she knows it. She had fought side by side with him, and his martial prowess at that time made her look sideways. Although I didn't see him again, it is said that he taught a generation of disciples in the martial arts in the mountains. Since Yunmen is relieved to hand over the martial arts cultivation of the next generation of disciples to him, it can be seen how good this master is.

And now, Mochizuki actually has to face the impact of Yang Qing's true qi!

She closed her eyes, ready to die half-dead. The moment the cold light hit her face, it dissipated without a trace, and something floated in front of her eyes. When she opened her eyes the next moment, she had been hugged by Yang Qing and fell to the ground. Yang Qing's face was snow-white, he looked down at her, stretched out his fingers, and solved her acupoint.

He didn't have time to say a word to her, and the killing move behind him made him leave Mochizuki and face Mingyang.

A white dress and a black shadow, from the ground to the air, are inseparable. Yang Qing's martial arts are higher than Mingyang's, but in order to save Mochizuki, he had to forcibly collect his true qi, and his internal injuries were severe. In addition, the five people before him fought to the death, which also consumed part of his spirit. And Mingyang is eclectic, Mochizuki is obviously far away from the battlefield, but he leads the flames of war from time to time, and takes Mochizuki in the middle, so that Yang Qing has a scruple or two.

Since Yang Qing chose Mochizuki as his weakness, don't blame himself for taking advantage of it from time to time.

Mingyang's martial arts are strong, and it is completely different from the previous appetizers. On the rivers and lakes, his reputation for killing is very high, and people call him a "madman". He has a superb move, called "Killing the Moon", invincible in the rivers and lakes, and few people can match him.

Watching the fight between the two, Mochizuki was anxious: she was afraid that Yang Qing would use martial arts! I'm scared!

Those little minions who did it to him before didn't hurt him much. However, for a master of Mingyang's level, the flow of true qi must be thousands of times higher than before.

Thousands of times the flow of true qi, thousands of times deep into the five internal organs, how scared Mochizuki is, a month's detoxification time, to him, shrinking to less than half.

Moreover, this kind of damage can be clearly felt not only in the future, but also in the master's moves!

As soon as she thought about it, she saw the white-clothed young man with his finger as a sword in mid-air, as if he was backing up to block, his gesture suddenly hit the ground in mid-air, and he was slapped on the chest by Mingyang with a palm, and fell down! Yang Qingwolf fell to the ground, lowered his head and coughed, his white shirt stained with blood. He raised his eyes, and suddenly felt that the cold light in front of him was hunting, the bright moon was shining, the yin wind was like blood, and the fire hall master grabbed with five claws and slaughtered him.

Kill the Moon.

Mingyang's fame stunt.

And Yang Qing himself knew that his true qi disappeared in an instant, and the blood flow rate in his body was disordered, so that he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms, at this moment!

In the cold light, the pale-faced young man looked at it lightly, meditating: I think highly of myself.

But at this moment, a figure came out of the oblique thorn and blocked in front of Yang Qing, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

The girl holds one hand and the other hand is like a streamer, her fingers are white and spread, and the moonlight seems to be in her hand. If there is a mirror in front of you, you will see that the young man and the girl are the same moves, the same steps. One was murderous, and the other was light, powerlessly tapping on the young man's neck.

Kill the Moon.

Exactly the same martial arts moves.

Mingyang looked at the girl in front of him blankly with her face raised, smiled at him, and made a lip shape-

Little four.

The majestic Fire Hall Master's heart shook heavily, and the internal force that was urgently collected made him vomit blood and retreat four or five steps away.