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Qing Huan couldn't see the movements of the two of them clearly anyway, and he only felt that the white clothes of the snow in the middle of the air were misdirected, and it was difficult to catch their shape. Silent Flow is known for his fast body, but the other party is several times faster than him, this time, not only is it difficult to play his advantages, but he is also busy parrying and overwhelmed.

Luo Shen stood a little ahead, on the edge of the stone table, and for a while only Qing Huan and Cheng Yao were left. Silence, with a hint of embarrassment that had never been felt before, carefully permeated the two of them. He and her have a tacit understanding, pretending to focus on the fight in mid-air, but what he thinks in his heart is no longer the same thing.

In a matter of moments, the snow and Silence fell to the ground together, the difference being that Silence was sweating profusely, snorting and panting, and although his right hand was still holding the long sword, it was visibly trembling. The snow was still so lazy, and the dead branches in his hands did not change for half a minute, and then he gently threw them into the flowers and plants.

"Xiao Liu'er," Xue smiled and glanced at Silent Stream, "Now, do you think it's more important to have a divine weapon, or is it more important to hurry up and improve your cultivation?" ”

The Silent Stream Sword was put into the void bag, wiped a sweat and raised his head, "I think, if I can have a good sword, at least, I can support a few more moves." ”

Xue smiled: "How many more tricks?" ”

Silent Flow thought for a moment and gestured a finger, "One move!" ”

If it weren't for the fact that Qinghuan and Chengyao were used to it, I was afraid that they would have been scorched by thunder a long time ago. Luo Shen pierced the veil and threw two cold eyes, and he was silent for a while.

It was snow, and the smile on his face was even bigger, "Okay, remember what you said." Now, go to Xianxu, Xiao Yun'er is also there. ”

When they grew up a little bit, they naturally all knew about the fact that they secretly ran to Xiqian Immortal Serval, how could Xue not know. Qing Huan understood that he hadn't seen Yun Xiao for so many days, and it turned out that he had gone there.

"Let's go over, what about you?" ”

Xue chuckled: "Since it is a sword, then naturally we have to find another witness." ”

Qinghuan, along with Silent Stream and Chengyao, walked along the bluestone path that he stumbled upon when he was a child, and went to the feet of Tianshu. Between Qinghuan and Chengyao, they have been tacitly silent. Fortunately, there is silence, and the atmosphere is not so dull, and the hip-hop continues all the way. Halfway through, there was no longer a big white cloud like when they were children, to lure them, and the three of them each took out their flying swords. Qing Huan looked at the sword, and there was a pain in his heart - Yun Xiao's sword.

In fact, they all used the swords of the unified disciples of Luojia Tianzhong, and the system was not the slightest different, but after using it for a long time, and the relationship between them was so close, how could the other two not recognize each other. I saw it, but I didn't see it.

The shallow fairy serval of the flowing stream, which appeared at the foot of the moment. As soon as Qing Huan fell to the ground, before he could see the situation clearly, he saw a cloud of golden light and shadow, flying towards him. Qing Huan hugged it with both hands, and this time he was very surprised, "Tuotuo! ”

The ribbed tiger-striped kitten with wings snuggled affectionately in her arms and blinked with big eyes, but in that moment, it flapped its wings and flew into the air, its slender tail flicking in the air.

"Ha, Tuo Tuo!" Lonely smiled and reached out to catch the kitten. The kitten flashed slightly, avoiding him and flying forward.

Qing Huan followed Tuotuo's figure and raised his head, and the smile instantly froze in his eyes.

A boy with a peerless appearance sits cross-legged on the bank of the stream, with fish torn into small strips in his hands, and is feeding the cat. Seeing them coming, the young man was also slightly stunned, and then lowered his eyes again, focusing on feeding the cat. This time, it was difficult to see the expression on his face.

Silent Stream sat down beside him, his long legs stretched straight forward, swaying nonchalantly.

Yun Xiao said: "Why did you come here? ”

Without waiting for Silent Flow to answer, Cheng Yao said, "Take the sword." ”

Yun Xiao raised his head, glanced at him, then at Qing Huan, and nodded.

When his eyes touched, Qing Huan's heart couldn't help but tremble, but in an instant, Yun Xiao looked away.

"Oh, it's Huanhuan and Liuliu, coming from afar."

Qing Huan followed the prestige, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face, "Abandon grandpa." ”

Shi Ruqi stroked her white beard, looked her up and down, and said with a smile: "The little girl is taller, thinner, and more beautiful." ”

"Abandon grandpa." Lonely Stream stood up and smiled, "Don't you think I'm more handsome too?" ”

"Handsome, handsome." Shi Ruqi laughed, "You little ghost, how can you not be handsome." ”

Lonely Stream laughed nonsense, and then said what he meant.

Shi Ruqi thought for a while and said, "Those swords of Xuezun are all taken care of by your grandfather for him. But right now, he's not at home...... It's okay, I'll take you there, I also know that place, Xuezun ordered it early in the morning. ”

As a few people were talking, a clear shadow came from the sky. When Qing Huan heard the movement, he thought that Xue and A Luo and the others had come so quickly, but when he looked up, what he saw was Qiu Luo. Qiu Luo also worships the words of snow and Luoshen, and comes to accept the sword. Greet everyone gently at the moment.

Qing Huan's face was silent, but secretly he quietly wrinkled his nose. If you really want to count it, it is true that only Qiu Luo is the disciple of Xue Zheng'er's Eight Classics. It's not that she really wants to be Xue's apprentice, it's just that she doesn't do it herself, and she doesn't like others to do it. This feeling was naturally pressed to the bottom of my heart at this time.

The group walked towards Shi Rulai's house, and when they walked outside the house, Qinghuan was stunned by Lonely Stream and Chengyao. Under the sun, the silver-haired man in the dark clothes was long and jade, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were not so cold at this time. But including Yun Xiao, the four of them still respectfully saluted him, "Qiantang Immortal Venerable." ”

Qiantang nodded, but turned to the old man who was hugged by the teenagers and bowed, "Master." ”

"Hey, Qiantang. Look at you, don't always look so serious, smile. How nice it is to be like us......"

As soon as he heard his grandfather praise him, he quickly put away his smile and put on a "I am a serious person". God knows that in this world, what he is most afraid of is Qiantang, and compared to Qiantang, Arlo has to stand on the side.

Qiantang looked at the silence, his face was a little stiff, as if he was trying to pull the corners of his mouth, but the muscles on his face were stiff and couldn't move.

"Oh, that's it." The old man waved his hand, and Qiantang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then watched the group walk into the house.

Qing Huan and the others followed Grandpa Lai Grandpa's house around, and Grandpa Wai finally stopped in front of a door that looked particularly solemn and said, "That's it." ”

When he pushed open the door, the four young men looked dumbfounded together, and Qiu Luo also narrowed his eyes slightly. (To be continued.) )