The Holy Clan's ancestor decreed that those who capture and kill the master of the Sword Sect can worship in its door and be the ninth disciple under the seat.

Ah nose shook, and the son of the thirteen realms entered hell to compete for monstrous creation!

Meng Qianqing's eyes were even stronger, "The master of the Sword Sect is a good means, if it is not for the attention of Meng Mou, with the divine eye, he will not be able to detect that you are hiding here." ”

His face was solemn.

In the battle of the Sword Sect, the eighth disciple under the Ancestor of the Holy Clan, Leng Qianqiu, the second step of the Heavenly Dao's powerful sword cultivation was defeated, and he was nowhere to be found.

This alone is enough to prove the strength of Mo Yu!

It's just that at this moment, Meng Qianqing was not afraid in his heart, but poured out a monstrous battle intent.

If he can kill Mo Yu, it means that he has surpassed Leng Qianqiu now...... Once defeated, he never forgot it!

As soon as his feet moved, Dream Qianqing's eyes surged with strange light, and they exploded in an instant, "Everything in the world is illusory, and I can start to dream and dream...... I can't wake up!"

A pair of his eyes burst out at this moment, a dazzling light.

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed subconsciously, and when he opened them again, his figure appeared on a long street.

Pedestrians are weaving, and the shops on both sides are lined up, which is prosperous.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but before he could think about it at the moment, a young man ran in front of him, "Brother, what are you still doing in a daze, sister-in-law easily promised us to come out to play, don't waste time." ”

Mo Yu's face was stunned, "Mo Liang......" He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it, like something was missing in his head.

At this moment, a bright light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Mo Liang didn't notice this, pulled him up, and excitedly drilled into the crowd.

Looking at his back, Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally smiled.

After a day of playing, the two brothers returned at night, carrying large bags of things.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Mo Liang shouted, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, we're back, look at what my brother bought for you." ”

A woman walked out of the room, under the candlelight behind her, her appearance was a little hazy, but she was also a little more delicate, and at this moment she glanced at the two of them with disgust, "Spending money again, this is all earned by your brother on weekdays, and it is ready to be left for Mo Liang to marry his daughter-in-law." The words were so, but the smile in her eyes revealed her thoughts.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't done anything yet!" Mo Liang blushed and hurriedly ran into the room, "I'm full outside, don't call me for dinner." ”

"This kid is still shy. The woman shook her head and smiled, looking at Mo Yu who was staring at him blankly in the courtyard, her pretty face was slightly red, "Idiot, what are you looking at?"

She was...... Sister-in-law Lin...... Duan Zhiqing......

Mo Yu's eyes were slightly dazed, and he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, "It's nothing, I just think my lady is very beautiful today." ”

"Don't pour me ecstasy soup, how many times do you say that you have to save, and you will marry Mo Liang in the future, don't buy things indiscriminately. With that, she grabbed Mo Yu's arm, and the two snuggled into the room.

Dinner was simple, under the candlelight, the two sat opposite each other.

Mo Yu ate very slowly, his gaze sometimes swept around, and sometimes fell on Duan Zhiqing, extremely soft.

"What's wrong?" the woman's carefulness made her realize that something was wrong, "Is there something on her mind?"

"No, don't think about it. Mo Yu smiled, hesitated, and raised his hand to touch her hair.

Duan Zhiqing's face turned red and glared at him, "What are you doing?" Mo Liang hasn't slept yet, let him see it, how can I discipline him in the future." ”

Mo Yu laughed.

After packing up everything, the two went back to the room and lay down on the bed after their clothes. Holding the soft delicate body in his arms, Mo Yu's heart was warm, his eyes were clear, and he whispered to her, making the wife in his arms smile from time to time, and reached out to gently pat his chest.

It was late at night, Duan Zhiqing fell asleep in his arms, Mo Yu stroked her long hair, and looked at her sleeping face with gentle eyes.

"Perhaps deep in my heart, there is such a dream buried in me to be able to live with you and Mo Liang in peace. ”

"There is no suffering of cultivation, no bloody killings, white heads together, and dust together. But this ...... After all, it's just a dream. ”

In Mo Yu's soul space, the Soul Suppression Ancient Tree Inheritance Divine Power Rune flickered slightly, and at the moment of falling asleep, he had already woken up. It's just a dream that I am willing to sleep in it, but now I ...... It's time to wake up!

lowered his head and kissed the woman in his arms lightly, Mo Yu whispered, "We will meet again...... his eyes slowly closed.

When he opened it again, he was still in the stone hall, a finger less than an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

Not far away, was Qingyuan's pale face.

Buzz –

A sword roar suddenly came out of Mo Yu's body, and the monstrous sword intent erupted from the center of his eyebrows, focusing on this finger.

In a muffled snort, Meng Qianqing stepped back one after another, and every time he took one more step, his face turned pale, and his fingers opened one more wound.

The blood was spilled, but he didn't care about it, and his face was shocked, "You...... You can wake up from my dream...... "This technique, inherited from his ancestors, is said to have an extremely terrible provenance, and when it is performed at the time of completion, it can make thousands of people fall asleep at the same time and never wake up.

Even in the Heavenly Dao Realm, he was sure that he would fall into a dream, although it could not be trapped forever, it was enough to take the opportunity to erase it.

But this is useless to Mo Yu!

Mo Yu's expression was calm, "Your dream can make Mo experience a life that I subconsciously expect, so I am willing to indulge." But in the same way, your dream turned Mo's memory upside down, and his sin ...... There is no forgiveness!" His eyes were cold, and he raised his hand and slashed forward.

The Xuanhuang Sword appeared at some point, and as soon as it was slashed, the space trembled, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Meng Qianqing's face changed greatly, and with a press of his hands forward, a tortoiseshell phantom appeared, which quickly became condensed like a real thing, and countless runes were engraved on the surface, and a strong breath like mountains and the earth emanated from it.

In an instant, the Xuanhuang Sword fell, the tortoise shell trembled, countless cracks were born, and then it collapsed and dissipated, and a miserable howl seemed to be faintly heard in the ears.

Meng Qianqing's chest was shattered, but at this moment, a halo of light poured out of his body, blocking the residual power of this sword.

His face turned pale suddenly, and he stepped on his feet, and his figure exploded back.

Qing Yunqiao's face changed slightly, her beautiful eyes flashed cold, and she raised her hand a little, "Tie up the immortal rope!"

A touch of white shot out like lightning, and between breaths, Mo Yu was tightly entangled.

A hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she turned around and said, "Brother Qianqing, since you have failed in your attempt, it will be the turn of the little sister next." ”

With a wave of his hand, "Set up a formation, trap and kill this person." ”

The figure flickered, led by three old men of the Qing family, with more than ten monks, trapping the Mo Yu group. The direction they were standing in seemed ordinary, but it implied some kind of invisible rule, and the cultivation in the middle of the low drink was an explosion, and there was a dazzling divine light gushing out from nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a formation, suppressing all directions!

Qingyun's pretty face was happy, and then turned into a murderous machine, "Master of the Sword Sect, no matter what you do, you will not escape death today." ”

As soon as the figure moved, she roared and raised her hand to point.

This finger fell, and the Qianqian jade finger turned purple in the blink of an eye! The cold qi exploded in an instant, causing the temperature of the space here to drop suddenly, and the space seemed to condense.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, not only did he not resist at this moment, but he withdrew all his strength, but it seemed that there was a hint of sneer in his eyes.

Qingyun's heart jumped, and under this gaze, she suddenly had an extremely bad feeling, but soon she gritted her teeth and suppressed it.

There was no turning back from the bow, and she must not retreat after the matter had come to this.

Hmmm-

The faster one finger, the stronger the purple!