Thinking of this, he sighed again, and secretly blamed himself for speaking too directly, no matter how he said that this was just a little dream of a girl, why did he poke it so ruthlessly, was he really so indifferent?

Since that day, his temperament has begun to feel strange to him for some reason, he is simply a pure profit-seeker, just talking about the stubble of Chuyang Village, if he hadn't seen something that attracted him from it, I'm afraid he would have turned a deaf ear and left this place now.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen was a little vigilant, when did he start to become so indifferent to everything?

If you think about it from another perspective, what is the difference between today's Chuyang Village and Jiuluo Town at that time, how could I never hope that someone could lend a hand to Jiuluo Town, although this is just a little hope in my heart, but think about the current Chuyang Village, isn't he the one who can lend a hand?

How much difference is there between today's lilac and the helpless self of the past?

Thinking of this, Mochen immediately stepped forward and stopped Lilac, "I'm sorry, I was abrupt just now." ”

Lilac didn't look back, just wiped her face with her hand, turned her back to Mo Chen and smiled: "Brother Mo, what are you talking about, don't guess the riddle with Lilac, Lilac is stupid and doesn't understand." ”

The early morning wind had a hint of coolness, blowing on the two people who had their own thoughts, and Mochen and Lilac had unconsciously come to the door of the sword.

Looking at the strange words on the door, Mo Chen shook his head, and his intuition told him that there must be some unknown secret hidden in these two charm-like ancient texts, and from Lilac's description yesterday, he could also see that Xi Niang seemed to be hiding something from this, and if he asked directly, most of them would also get a prevaricating answer.

Now Mochen still has a lot of doubts about Xi Niang's words yesterday, in this case, instead of startling the snake, it is better to find the answer yourself,

"Brother Mo, this is the uncle's home, he has always been alone for so many years without a wife, no children and no daughters, so he lives on the edge of the village on weekdays, and rarely makes friends with other people in the village except for teaching me swordsmanship. ”

Mo Chen nodded, and before he could step forward and knock on the door, the door had been opened in a flash, and Jian Que walked out of the door with a fine iron long sword in his hand.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and after seeing you yesterday, I knew you were coming to me, but I didn't expect you to be so slow. Jian Que pointed at the long sword in his hand and said directly.

"Uncle Jian, Brother Mo made a special trip to ask you about swordsmanship today, and yesterday I pulled Brother Mo to play with me, so it was delayed, don't blame him." Lilac hurriedly said, she couldn't understand the deep meaning of Jian Missing's words, but she still explained for Mo Chen.

But her explanation did not ease the atmosphere, neither Mo Chen nor Jian Que ignored her words, the long sword in Jian Que's hand was still pointing at Mo Chen, and Mo Chen didn't say a word, just stared at Jian Que with both eyes.

"You ......" Such an unusual atmosphere, even Lilac could see it, she stood there and looked at the two worriedly, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Little Lilac, you get out of the way. Finally, Mo Chen spoke, and then there was no movement, and the ink sword hanging from Mo Chen's waist was windless, and it suddenly came out of its sheath, and instantly slashed through a black light and shadow to the front of the sword missing.

"Okay!" Jian Que let out a long shout, and the long sword in his hand drew out four sword lights, the previous two Crashing Ink Swords, and the next two directly attacked the ink dust.

Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and the ink sword that was originally blown away suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, another ink sword appeared in front of him, this is the benefit of Mo Chen's mental power, in this lightning moment, he dispersed the previous sword, and condensed another ink sword in front of himself.

The ink sword rung, and the two sword lights were blocked in front of him, at this time, the sword was missing, and the figure was close, Mo Chen grabbed it, picked up the ink sword, and the cold prison pole style "Cold Sword Lifeless" landed and got started.

The cold air erupted, and within a radius of one zhang turned into a cold purgatory, Jian Que frowned, and did not choose to fight hard with Mo Chen, but turned his body and stepped on the mysterious footwork, and actually dodged the sword of Mo Chen's killing, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand clanged and came out, and the long sword crossed a long curved trajectory in the air from behind Mo Chen.

"Ahh As soon as Lilac felt the coldness of Mochen's sword momentum, she saw the sword sword slashing behind Mochen's back.

With a light sound, before the long sword could get close to the back of Ink Dust, it was frozen into ice and fell to the ground an inch away from his body, and at the same time, Jian Que was forced back to place by the Ink Dust Cold Sword.

Looking at the long sword landing behind Mo Chen, a hint of intrigue flashed in Jian Que's eyes.

"What a fierce sword move, what a pure cold. ”

Mo Chen smiled in a low voice and said, "What a pure sword, such a superb skill." ”

"Hahaha, come in. Jian Que let out a long laugh and turned to enter the door.

"Brother Mo, are you okay. Lilac stepped forward and said with concern, she didn't expect the two to fight like this after they met, and she thought that asking for advice meant that the two of them boiled a pot of wine and discussed with each other.

"It's okay, is this what Master Jian Que teaches you on weekdays?" Mo Chen waved his hand and asked with a wry smile, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now and stimulated the cold yuan in his body to protect his back in advance, I am afraid that he would have been injured under the sword.

Lilac hurriedly shook her head and said, "How come, Uncle Sword only teaches me some beautiful sword dancing skills on weekdays, and it's the first time I've seen him like this?" ”

Lilac squatted down as she spoke, and picked up the long sword on the ground, but it was too late for Mochen to stop it, at this time, the cold on the sword was fierce, and Lilac only felt that her hand was stiff and it was so "sticky" to the sword.

"Ah, Brother Mo, this sword is so cold! my hand!" cried out in surprise, tears welling up in her eyes in fright.

"I said you, why are you always crying. Mo Chen smiled, and then held Lilac's frozen hand, the source power in his body operated, and suddenly bursts of cold qi were inhaled into his body, the long sword returned to its original temperature, and the cold qi that invaded Lilac's palm before disappeared.

"Alright. Mo Chen let go of his hand, Lilac quickly threw away the long sword, rubbed his hands, and said with a blushing face: "How can I cry my nose!"

"Haha, you don't cry your nose, you're the strongest, let's go in. Mo Chen laughed, raised his foot and entered the door, Lilac patted his cheek, and followed closely behind.