Yu Yue was very depressed, Mu Xuehu's girl actually ignored him as soon as she got the skill book and then tore open the cover of the skill book!

drove him out directly, and said that this is a girl's family matter!

It's just a stinky little ghost now.

When Hei Feng came to Mu Xuehu and Huanyue's small courtyard, what he saw was automatically filtered as: Although this kid is a little annoying, but he has no spiritual power, it is already a blow to him, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to compare with those masters.

He was inseparable from Mu Xuehu, and then he must have been very disappointed that he didn't get the skill book today, so he sat at the door alone.

So Hei Feng, who is a younger brother, instantly put his hand on the top of Yue Yue's head and patted it.

Huan Yue looked stunned, Hei Feng was even more distressed when he saw it, and look, that clever and naughty stinky little ghost was so stunned.

Then he sighed and said, "Little Imp, it doesn't matter, although you didn't get the skill book, as long as you work hard...... can catch up with Mu Xuehu. ”

Black Wind felt that he couldn't believe it...... Huan Yue looked at Hei Feng with a caring eye for mentally handicapped children, and said that he was only weak with the stupid hat in front of him...... However, in Hei Feng's eyes, he looked at him with a grateful eye......———————— and in the room——————— Mu Xuehu said that he was studying the skill book, but he just wanted to come back quietly, but Phantom Moon was having fun with the two of them.

Ben was just a little tired, but he didn't expect that at the moment when he separated his eyes, an incomparably powerful force pulled his consciousness into a deep pool, a stuffy feeling of poor breathing, Mu Xuehu couldn't do anything, and suddenly a sword hung in front of him, and all the discomfort on his body instantly dissipated.

Mu Xuehu shook his head, woke up, and carefully looked at the sword in front of him - it was pitch black, the sword body had several blood grooves, the knife surface was extremely sharp, and the hilt of the sword was transparent white, and a bloody breath emanated from it, but it gave people a feeling as warm as jade.

It's different from the cold moon's coldness.

The sword made a sword roar gently, as if inviting Mu Xuehu to hold it, but proudly unwilling to let Mu Xuehu touch it, the corner of Mu Xuehu's mouth hooked, and the moment he stretched out his right hand to hold the sword, a powerful force attacked his spiritual power, Mu Xuehu's lips were slightly pale but still held the hilt tightly, the palm of the hand was burned due to the blood of the sword, and the blood flowed along the blood trough, and finally dripped from the tip of the sword.

A black-haired man who was as warm as jade and had a smile on the corner of his mouth stood in Mu Xuehu's spiritual power, and that perfect smile did not make Mu Xuehu's vigilance drop, but the alarm bell in his heart was loud, he clenched the dagger in his hand, and stared nervously at the man in front of him.

"My name is Moyang, and it's your sword."

The man spoke, his voice as mellow as jade, without malice.

Mu Xuehu squinted, she had read countless books in the past few years, learned a lot of swords, pies, skills, etc., and finally locked on the Moyang Sword: "The emergence of Moshan, the water quenching of Longyuan, the land is broken and the horse is cattle, and the water intercepts the wild goose?" You are a decent sword, and you know that I am helping the demons, so what is your purpose? ”

"I don't have good or evil, and those decent people don't necessarily have a heart for good. And as long as you are able, you are my Lord. ”

The man's eyes were slightly haughty, and the disdain in his tone was even more obvious.

"Will you be able to cut off these decent gossip and shackles with other swords? Can you cut off a qiē without being cut off? Are you determined to follow me? ”

Mu Xuehu put away the dagger, smiled the same, and calmly looked at Mo Yang, who was much taller than herself.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned, looking at the smile on the other side that seemed to be a copy of himself, his heart trembled, and a resonance arose.

"Heh, in my life, I have never encountered something that cannot be cut off."

Mo Yang sneered, then knelt down on one knee and put his right hand on his heart: "If you have the ability, you can hold me and cut off a qiē, are you willing?" ”

"Of course, you're a dangerous sword."

Mu Xuehu opened his eyes and muttered.

The sword body trembled, and the warm voice echoed in the consciousness: "You are a more dangerous existence than me." ”