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The thunder is out, and the clouds are scattered!

The sky was bright and clear, and this huge noise unexpectedly attracted the attention of the ** Sword Sect, and several sword lights flew down from Wanxia Mountain.

The ink dyed jade dared to shout with the sword cultivation of the Yuan infant stage, and the whole battle was the shadow dance silver jade sword butterfly.

In fact, when she was in the Firmament Continent, she was already on the verge of the Bounded Dan, but due to various reasons, it was repeatedly delayed, but there was a process of accumulation and buffer, which made the Dan more smooth, and the moment the realm was raised, the natal spirit pet also benefited, evolving from the Silver Silk Jade Sword Butterfly to the Shadow Dance Silver Jade Sword Butterfly in one fell swoop, reaching the peak that the entire Mo family's children had not touched.

This is also the first appearance of the Shadow Dance Silver Jade Sword Butterfly, in order not to cause too much shock, the Mo family has not said a word about this news, but unexpectedly, it has been exposed outside Xiaguang City.

The Shadow Dance Silver Jade Sword Butterfly collided with the Thunder Magic Sword, and separated for a moment.

The Thunder Sword suspended in mid-air stood still, swallowing layers of thunder light like waves, faintly outlining the shape of the Cloud Thunder Beast, and a pair of fierce eyes seemed to be staring at the sword butterfly opposite, a mistake was good.

Several cracks clearly crawled on top of the spirit sword, shattering silently, and the fragments turned into bits of starlight, annihilated in the dust.

The slightest trace of lightning was wrapped around his body, and the Thunder Sword was like a fierce beast, proudly sitting and watching the opponent's sharp minions disappear in an instant, and looked at it coldly.

The spirit sword in Sword Butterfly's hand was purely condensed with spiritual energy, but in fact, it was formless and substantial, and a new spirit sword was soon formed in the hand of Shadow Dance Silver Jade Sword Butterfly. The momentum is not half a star before.

Zhao Qiming still kept his hand, even in anger.

Ink Dye Yi clearly realized that the strength of the Shadow Dance Silver Jade Sword Butterfly or the Ink Jade Ghost Sword Butterfly was comparable to that of the Yuan Infant, and it was on par with ordinary Yuan Infant Stage monks. Not only will they not be defeated, but they may also suppress the opponent very badly, which stems from the sword butterfly's expertise in speed and dexterity, they can often use this advantage to comprehensively suppress the opponent's offensive, and play this battle situation according to their accustomed battle rhythm, they can be invincible.

But once you face someone with extraordinary strength. The real powerhouse, those fancy, dazzling speeds, become things that restrain one's body.

The sword light is messy and the body is ethereal, these are all advantages, but also fatal disadvantages, and dispersion means not being concentrated enough. And some sword corrections are people who are well versed in breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, allowing you to dance with swords and blades and sword shadows. He only grasped the point that would determine the outcome of the game.

One sword, two points of victory and defeat!

Mo Dye Yu stubbornly refused to stop, and was stopped by Mo Dye Yi.

**The people of the Sword Sect have arrived, and Zhao Qiming wants to marry others, so naturally he will not blow up his shortcomings, let alone embarrass with his juniors.

"Brother Jiu!" Mo Dye Yi shouted sweetly, startling a group of people.

This delicate, timid little voice, even if a woman listens to it, she will feel a tingle.

Xuan Jiu was directly shocked. He looked at her in amazement.

The ink dyed clothes smiled sweetly, with a little unspeakable shyness, and the affection rippling between the eyebrows was seductive, "It's not enough!" Glancing at him with disgust, the corners of Xuan Jiu's mouth twitched, but he lowered his eyes. Walked over without saying a word.

"Your grandfather is really fierce!" Ink-dyed clothes covered her nose, as if her little daughter was complaining coquettishly, she deliberately glanced at Zhao Qiming, the meaning of provocation was quite obvious, her lips were half-opened, and she said clearly: "It's a pity, I'm not afraid!" ”

After finishing speaking word by word, he pulled his stunned sister to step on the three-color blurred spirit bow, looked back at Xuan Jiu, and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to go?" Turning decisively, Mikumi left.

The meaning is very clear, do you go with me or not? Take your pick!

Xuan Jiu almost didn't hesitate, the small sword spit out from the center of his eyebrows instantly became larger, and flew to his feet with a whoosh, holding him up, even the person with the sword, and turned into a small dot in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the fact that there were outsiders, Zhao Qiming really wanted to chase after him, and stabbed the two sisters of the Mo family to death with a sword, just in a string!

It's infuriating!

What a shame!

...... in front of him It's just brazen to the extreme!

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Zhao Qiming couldn't see it, and after the ink dyed clothes turned around, he immediately changed into a cold face.

The coldness emanating from her body almost froze the ink-dyed jade standing beside her into ice cubes.

"Did you ask him to come along?" In fact, Mo Dye Yu wants to ask, sister, do you have any feelings for that person.

Now she knows that her sister and the person surnamed Xuan have had a ......

She didn't think it was her sister's fault, but she resented Xuan Jiu even more, and coupled with this series of troubles, she couldn't help but be impetuous.

Ink-dyed clothes glanced at her, and said lightly: "One day I am a disciple of the Hanyu Palace, and I have been a person of the Hanyu Palace all my life!" She added viciously in her heart: If you die, you are also a ghost of the Hanyu Palace!

Mo Dye Yu was not satisfied with this answer, "Just because of this?" ”

"What do you think it is?"

Gritting his teeth, Mo Dye Yu wanted to say that I didn't want him to be my brother-in-law.

Ke Mo Dye Yi opened his mouth first, "Don't you see, that old man Zhao is going to be angry, he threatens my reputation and the reputation of the Mo family, he really laughs at me, this is Xiu Yuan Xing, it is a fist, not a ridiculous reputation." ”

"What he can see, can't the sect master of the ** Sword Sect see it? People don't mind if their daughter marries original or second-hand goods. "If it's in the sky, the ink-dyed clothes may really converge, but this is the cultivation star! The cultivators here are not as Taoist as the firmament, let him shout, didn't she say that she seduced his grandson, she really hooked people back to show him!

Mo Ranyu was silent, she could hear that her sister really didn't care, of course, it was contrary to the Mo family's education, but this was not the point, the point was that she couldn't figure out her sister's mind.

"Sister, do you like him? It's because I like it...... Committed to him? "Okay, don't blame Xiaoyu for asking so bluntly, two sisters, there shouldn't be secrets, if you don't understand, just ask.

Mo Dye Yi did not avoid this question, "At that time, I really liked it, and we experienced a lot of things together...... With one look and one movement, you can know the other party's mind without words......" Her eyes were full of remembrance and a faint confusion.

"And now?" Mo Dye Yu asked urgently.

"Now......" Ink-dyed clothes hesitated, "I don't know!" ”

"Don't know?"

"That's right! I do not know! There was a hint of irritation in his tone.

Feelings are a very complicated thing, she used to think she understood it very thoroughly, but the actual situation is that when this kind of thing happens to her, it is a mess.

She said to herself that I don't care, and the same is true in action, but in the bottom of her heart, does she really not mind?

He never came to look for her, he came to the ** Sword Sect's "Husband Selection Meeting", he was taken in by the heart, and was agreed by the elders to have a family affair, and his grandfather was still very disgusted with her and spoke ill of her......

Don't mind at all?

No!

She cares, she wants to die, and she can't wait to shoot all these people into hedgehogs!

So does she still like him?

Like!

Facing his own heart, Ink Dye Yi is very honest.

But the more she likes it, the more she can't tolerate half a penny of stains, how much she likes it, how angry she is, angry old man Zhao, angry ** sword faction, angry that pretends to be paralyzed, pretends to be an iceberg, but has a belly full of flowers and intestines and attracts bees and butterflies, and she is a bastard who is not affectionate to her!

Just because you provoke your aunt and grandmother, and you can't deal with the aftermath, you should be guilty and deserve death!

The two words Xuanjiu were silently torn and grinded in the mouth, decomposed and reorganized, reorganized and decomposed......

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The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

The lights in the city are bright, and there are two men, a man and a woman...... The Taoist priest walked farther and farther, and gradually he could not hear the human voice, only the soft breeze and the very regular insect chirping.

The two men talked occasionally, whispering, intermittently.

No matter how you look at it, it's an ambiguous and boundless picture.

But the heroes and heroines in the picture have no lingering and sympathetic monologues.

“…… After coming to Xiuyuan Star, I left the Sword Alliance and wanted to come back to the Hanyu Palace...... "Wait for you, the last two words are really a little difficult for Xuan Jiu, who has always been paralyzed with few words.

"Thinking and doing are two different things!" Mo Dye Yi said unceremoniously: "The final result is that if you don't do it, you can't prove whether you thought about it or not." ”

Xuan Jiu was speechless, silently walked for a while, and regrouped, "I met a senior, and I got his guidance, change the Purple Mansion, raise the sword in the upper dantian, and learn the way of the ancient sword immortal......" He wanted to say that it was because of these many things that he delayed the time and itinerary.

There is still a chance in the middle, he is standing there now, it is not so easy, he has experienced a lot of hard work, it is not at all a sentence or two can be distinguished, he was about to say it clearly, but was interrupted by the ink dyed clothes more unceremoniously, and the voice was even more continuous, but Xuan Jiu, who knew her habits, knew that this was a precursor to her impatience.

"A senior master who met by chance? He told you to move to the mansion, and he wanted to say that you are suitable for practicing the path of ghost cultivation, do you still want to cut off your flesh and bones and turn to the path of ghosts? "This is the bone in the ink-dyed egg, Xuan Jiu is not such a reckless person, so there must be some reason. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )