Murong Qiusi had only one thought in his mind at the moment, hehe, I was dreaming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIs this still the Jean I know? It's because she's stupid, from the time she knew that she was the princess of the Moon Kingdom, she should have understood that in her heart, she couldn't hold anything except Fuguo. He slowly picked up the Heavenly Tribulation Sword and slowly pulled it out with the sound of Cang Changchang.

"I heard that you have been studying hard all this time, and I taught you kung fu, and now you want to lead the master to be powerful?" The corners of Liu Ye'er's mouth were deliberately mocking, and then she tilted her head to look at the Earth Absolute Sword in her hand. "The master is really well-intentioned, using this pair of swords as a metaphor for you and me. In the eyes of others, we are a couple, but in fact, it is just a fake for some purpose

It's just an elephant, two swords that are obviously destined to fight each other, but they have mutual induction, isn't this kind of irony too big? ”

Murong Qiusi stopped talking, and looked at Liu Ye'er silently, always feeling that something was wrong. Thinking about it, yes. Murong Qiusi suddenly opened his mouth. "Aren't you pregnant? Counting the time, it should have a look, right? Why are you the way you are? ”

Liu Ye'er listened to his words and looked down at her flat lower abdomen. I couldn't help but laugh. "Qiu Si, you're still so cute. What do you think? ”

"Impossible." Murong Qiusi frowned, when Liu Ye'er was pregnant, she went to see her, there is no reason to say that it was pretending, with her own skills, can she still diagnose the wrong?

"Okay, it's going to be fought after all, so don't delay any longer." After Liu Ye'er finished speaking, she drew her sword, flew up, and went straight to Murong Qiusi.

Murong Qiusi blocked her sword, turned over and slapped the horse, and kicked at Liu Ye'er, who blocked it with the blade of the sword, and did a backflip to the ground. Murong Qiusi also turned over and dismounted, looked at Liu Ye'er, and now understood that at that time, when Liu Ye'er taught him, he deliberately lost to him. Her strength could never be just that. Liu Ye'er smiled slightly, and raised her sword again

Killing Murong Qiusi, Murong Qiusi also fought back without hesitation, the sword moves of the two were very similar, but they were obviously different. You have gone back and forth dozens of times, but you have never won or lost. Liu Ye'er warmed her breath, and the true power condensed in the oblique stab and slashed upward, Murong Qiusi knew that this was an earth lore, and he also flew up, and slashed down with a move of the Heavenly Tribulation. There was a loud bang, the true power of the two

The collision spread, and the surrounding soldiers were shocked and took several steps back. After Murong Qiusi finished slashing the Heavenly Tribulation, he didn't stop immediately, but slashed down diagonally again, Liu Ye'er didn't understand what kind of sword move this was, the Heavenly Tribulation Slash didn't split the second time, but he still dodged it, but Murong Qiusi was like a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, his kung fu actually reached behind her, and his true power gathered,

Seeing that he was about to send out a lore, Liu Ye'er's eyes widened, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, how did he do it? But at this moment, she was not allowed to think too much, and after Liu Ye'er's true power gathered some of the strength to block, she immediately dodged and avoided it. But Murong Qiusi's move didn't end like this, and then the squatting came with a sweep, and Liu Ye'er had to do a somersault to dodge. Murong Qiusi's speed at this time

It's really so fast that there is no shadow, and in an instant, it appears in the sky above Liu Ye'er, and the Heavenly Tribulation Slash is ready, and Liu Ye'er is in the air at this time, and it is difficult to dodge even ordinary attacks, let alone the Heavenly Tribulation Slash. Liu Ye'er couldn't help but become short of breath, and while worried, she could only be surprised by Murong Qiusi's progress.

"Qiu Si, do you really want to kill me?" At this critical moment, Liu Ye'er shouted softly. Murong Qiusi immediately hesitated, and the sword move he was about to make was also stopped. Liu Ye'er landed smoothly, and Murong Qiusi also landed somersault on the ground.

Murong Qiusi looked at the sword in his hand, and his heart was indescribable. It was both puzzled and annoyed, and he couldn't vent it for a while, so he became more and more annoyed, and swung his sword and slashed his left arm.

"Hey..."Liu Ye'er's heart was shocked, and she wanted to stop it, but it was too late. How sharp the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was, Murong Qiusi's left arm, from his shoulder to his wrist, broke a bloody hole, and the blood stained the entire arm red at once.

Murong Qiusi looked up at Liu Ye'er coldly, Liu Ye'er also looked at him stunned, and for a while, no one said anything. Murong Qiusi's heart was disorganized, and Liu Ye'er was not happy, if Murong Qiusi's sword was slashed on her, she suddenly felt that she was not so sad. It's obviously a play, but they all put their hearts into each other, but after the song ends, they can't reveal their love

each other's hearts. Everything yesterday was like a gust of wind, swept through my heart coldly, you can't tell whether it is pain or itching, it won't give you time to reminisce, so it's just cold and ignorant.

"Let's go." After a long time, Murong Qiusi slowly opened his mouth. Don't look away from her.

She didn't say anything more, got on her horse quietly, looked up at a place not far away and shook her head. Then leave with your own men. As soon as Murong Qiusi raised his hand, the soldiers behind him consciously moved out of the way. Let the willow leaves pass.

"Autumn Thoughts." Not long after Liu Ye'er left, a familiar voice floated safely. It's Liqian'er.

Murong Qiusi didn't speak, and took Li Qian'er into Yecheng. After settling the army, Murong Qiusi did not go to the palace, but stayed in the barracks, leaving Qian'er next to him to help him bandage his wounds. After Murong Qiusi took off her sleeves, she saw that a deep wound was directly visible to the bone, and it was shockingly bleeding. Li Qian'er covered her mouth suddenly, and Murong Qiu thought about it

She didn't speak, she was afraid that she would cry, so she covered her mouth so that she wouldn't make a sound because of the sobbing.

"Why are you here?" Murong Qiusi finally opened his mouth, and his lips turned a little white because of excessive bleeding.

"I'm worried about you." Li Qian'er replied simply and sincerely.

"Liu Ye'er is prepared, maybe we can't go back, aren't you afraid?" Murong Qiusi spoke again, this is not to scare her, he is not blind, he saw Liu Ye'er's expression when he left, obviously Liu Ye'er had other ambushes.

"Don't be afraid." Again, a simple answer.

"Okay." Murong Qiusi said such a word, and then stopped speaking. Li Qian'er also closed her mouth obediently, and turned her head to look at the piano she brought by the way, not knowing if she could help Murong Qiusi.

The sky was a little dark, and soon it was cloudy. In the middle of a mountain forest, there is such a place, a large tree that cannot be named, and a coffin is placed under the tree, surrounded by green grass and flowers, and butterflies flying from time to time. Murong Qiusi looked up at the big tree with his hands behind his back, and didn't speak for a long time.

"The donor is here alone?" I don't know when, there were a few more monks chanting next to the coffin. One of the older asked.

Murong Qiusi nodded, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky again and said. "It's going to rain."

"The donor likes the rain?" The monk who had just spoken opened his mouth again.

Before Murong Qiusi could answer, the raindrops fell in large drips, and after a while, they became a bead curtain of wires. Murong Qiusi turned his head to look at the coffin, there were still butterflies flying on the flowers next to him, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the rain. "When will this funeral of mine end?"

"The donor's heart is dim, this funeral may be you, maybe it was you, it was a demon or a Buddha, and it was just a thought." The old monk said with a profound face.

"Heaven and earth are devastating." Murong Qiusi raised his head again and muttered. "Am I obsessed?"