Chapter 163: Lovers (3)

It was getting late and the moon was hazy.

On the high mountain, the Xuan Ling Yun clan gradually immersed themselves in the tranquility of the night, and only a light and gentle voice came from the courtyard of the West Wing guest room.

"A tear flowed from the dragon's eyes, looking at his former best friend, who had nothing to say and was like a brother, slowly falling on the East China Sea, gradually sinking to the bottom of the coral rock."

In the courtyard, a girl in a light blue dress finished reading the last sentence of the book and closed the page in front of her. She gently rubbed the delicate lines on the cover of the notebook with her fingertips, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she seemed to smile.

Beside him sat a little boy dressed in a cloud-white tribal uniform, with his little head on his arm, his lips crooked, with a smile, sleeping soundly.

The little child's eyelids were blue, and he thought that he had not been able to get a good night's sleep for many days.

Chu Mo quietly looked at Yun Chen's sleeping face, her eyebrows and eyes soft.

"The little guy thought he had a good dream~" Chu Mo gently picked up Yun Chen and walked to his bedroom, lightly put the little guy on his own bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Chu Mo took out the two notebooks, looked at them carefully for a while, and thought that the person must have been dancing with his eyebrows when he wrote the big characters on the cover, and there must have been a confident and flamboyant look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but add a little warmth in his heart.

Chu Mo looked at it for a moment, gently put the notebook on Yun Chen's pillow, and then got up and walked back to the courtyard where he lived.

The night sky is clear and starry.

The Yun clan is located in Cloud City, the capital of Xuanling, on the top of the high mountain of Yundu, and the night breeze like water gently blows, bringing the fresh air above the mountains and the fragrance of grass and trees in the jungle.

Chu Mo rarely relaxed a little, opened her arms in the night breeze, and looked up at the stars.

It was on such a starry night that she sat side by side with the man on a rock on the east side of the nameless island, looking up at the sky, telling about her childhood.

It was also on such a starry night that the man turned back in the night and took her to see the most dazzling stars in the world, as well as the most gorgeous and unforgettable beauty in the world.

He held Starlight in his fingertips and handed it to her. The glittering starlight and the pale blue fluorescence complement each other, between the light and the extinction, heroic and poignant, with indescribable emotions.

Also... That man has always been arbitrary, and the cover making of this book and the act of carrying the starlight are all in line with his character.

Chu Mo closed her eyes, her thoughts were flying, and it seemed that she had returned to that afternoon, when she and Naeqi rushed there, and there was blood in front of her. The man who had always been gag and smiling was standing not far away, covered in blood. His expression was painful, but his attack was fierce, and the black mist filled the air, almost engulfing his entire figure.

At that time, she looked at him, but all she saw was his painful appearance of squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and he had a splitting headache. He tugged at his hair frantically, as if trying to pull something out of his mind.

It's so painful.

So struggling.

Her heart was like a knife, her mind was blank, and she ran towards him in a hurry.

His sanity seemed uncontrollable, and his eyes were struggling, painful, and chaotic. Eventually, he shouted at her with difficulty, "Go! ”

She didn't know what was wrong with him, so she could only hug him indiscriminately, but she heard a mournful cry coming from his throat.

How painful he must have been.

……

Next.

When Yun Chen woke up from his sleep, he found that he was already in his bed, and then he remembered that Chu Mo had read two books to himself last night.

"Sister Fairy has been reading me a notebook for a long time!"

Yun Chen's heart was full of joy, so excited that a carp sat up and was about to run out, only then did he think that the time to practice magic was coming, so he hurried to go to the morning bath.

It was easy to get out of school, Yun Chen immediately carried the book in his arms, and pulled the outer disciples of the same age in the school hall, and hurriedly ran towards the courtyard where Chu Mo lived.

"Sister Fairy!"

Yun Chen rushed into Chu Mo's courtyard with his little friend, and shook the notebook in his hand, "I'm here!" ”

Chu Mo was walking from inside the house and nodded towards Yun Chen.

"Sister Fairy, I like what you said yesterday." As soon as Yun Chen saw Chu Mo coming, he immediately stood in place and greeted Chu Mo.

"So, today I brought my friends from the school to perform with me!" Yun Chen pointed to the two children he brought, "Sister Fairy is willing to be our first audience?" ”

The newcomers looked at Chu Mo shyly.

The girl with a cold expression was slightly stunned, but still nodded slightly.

Chu Mo motioned for them to sit down, brought them a few cups of tea, and saw Yun Chen's eyebrows fluttering and talking to his fellow playmates for a while, and the three little radish heads chose the roles they wanted to play after a while.

The shadows in front of him, the sleeves of his clothes flying, the snow bright knife light appeared, the sharp edge was like an evil dragon going out to sea, the hand was up and down, and the action of lifting the stab was done in one go, so smooth that there was no room for it, and it was so fierce that it made people palpitate. The face of the person in front of her was as cold as the knife in her hand that had transformed into spiritual power.

The blade of spiritual power transformation sank into Ling Guli's chest, making him slightly stunned. Fuqin seized the opportunity, leaned forward, pressed the shoulder of the man in front of him with his right hand, and his left hand had already sacrificed his usual spirit sword, and in the blink of an eye, it was on his neck.

The assassination that had been planned for many days was carried out much more smoothly than expected, but Fuqin did not dare to slack off at all, and when she reacted nervously, she saw that the already injured man was looking at her with a smile and no pain, and her chest that should have been bloody was intact.

Although Fuqin was shocked, he remained silent, only looking at him with heavy eyes, calm and composed.

"You can't hurt me," Ling Guli leisurely propped up one elbow under her sword and looked at her with a magnificent face, her face full of smug banter, as if waiting to watch her next move like a game, smiling lightly, her tone was very determined.

This is indeed true, although Fuqin has practiced immortal arts since he was a child, specialized in Qimen gossip, eighteen years of penance plus talent, and the guidance of a wise master, his skill and spiritual power should not be underestimated, but in the end, he is mortal and physical, and he is not as good as Ling Guli, an old immortal who has attained immortality millions of years ago and whose skill is still second to none in the Six Realms. What's more, although the long sword in her hand was agile and strange, the black sword body was deep and deadly, and there was no aura of the sword spirit at all. Such an ordinary sword is a spirit god that cannot hurt immortals.

This posture that was supposed to be fighting turned out to be like Ling Guli fell into Fuqin's arms at this moment, Fuqin lay on his body with half of his body, and the two of them were very close to each other, and their postures were ambiguous.

"Really?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on the expressionless face of the beautiful girl, and the two words that she spit out gently carried a breathtaking magic. I saw her holding down the hand on Ling Guli's shoulder and quickly swept across her chest, drawing an ancient and complicated talisman, her chest suddenly red light was dazzling, and the red light slowly moved with her fingers and drew two strangely shaped talismans, when the talisman was completed, the talisman suddenly burst into a red light, and then emitted a dazzling golden brilliance.

Fuqin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, revealing a weird evil smile.

Ling Guli's once casual expression froze at that moment, his brows furrowed, but there was a fanaticism in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, "Blood jade, it's actually blood jade." ”

The golden light sank into the sword body from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the black and dead sword suddenly shook uneasily, and the golden light shattered the blade. Suddenly, the red mangs were in full bloom, bright and dazzling like a round of red sun, which made people seem to feel its scorching heat. A red-gold brilliant phoenix burst out of the sword, dancing in the air, and then with a soft roar, it swooped down into the sword and circled the sword.

The pitch-black sword changed into a dazzling bright red in the blink of an eye, and the red rays flowed, like the sunset of nine days.

It's actually a divine sword red practice.

It is rumored that the sword body of the sword is red like a blazing flame, and it is the primordial god of the king of the ancient god bird Vermilion Bird, and the red mangs cover the world, and the divine power is boundless. The blade of the sword is as sharp as a torch, which can kill gods and demons, and slash demons and spirits.

Ling Guli's eyes were heavy, and before he could react from his shock, he was scratched by the cold sword blade of Chi Lian, and the sword blade was coerced by the sword blade on his neck again.

The change of the situation is only in an instant, the divine sword Chilian is already extraordinary, coupled with the blood jade spirit drinking and brewing, it is even more sharp and supernatural, which is rare in the world. I was injured by the Divine Sword Chi Lian at this time, but I was afraid that my soul would be scattered and my soul would be scattered, and it would be difficult to have a chance to return to the world. The situation at this time was extremely dangerous, but Ling Guli still didn't care, but instead hooked a more cynical smile, stared at Fuqin's eyes and asked slowly, "Do you want to take revenge again?" ”

Hearing this, Fuqin lowered his eyes, his eyes were slightly dark, his face was still expressionless, and the sword in his hand still did not move half a minute.

Ling Guli smiled even more, and the blood beads on his magnificent and bewitching face hung even more, which made the whole person charm and evil like a demon. Without waiting for her to answer, he looked at her face, his eyes were blazing, with calm confidence and affirmation, "You won't kill me." ”

The girl in front of her suddenly raised her face, her eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, her eyes were dark, as if she was struggling and painful, the spiritual power in her hand appeared, and the divine sword Chi Lian was a little closer to the smooth neck, straight to Ling Guli's skin. The sword light was sharp and ruthless, as if to prove the master's indifference, silently refuting Ling Guli's assertions. In an instant, blood spilled from Ling Guli's neck, sliding down his slender neck and into his chest, soaking his red shirt even more vividly and bewitchingly.

Fuqin looked at him with a cold face, his eyebrows and eyes were as ruthless and indifferent as frost and snow, and his tone was indifferent and cold, "Don't think I dare not kill you." However, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, she closed her eyes, as if gasping for breath, slowly stopped the attack of the sword in her hand, and pressed the blade against the neck of the unrivaled man in front of her.

However, he still smiled, there was no trace of fear and nervousness in his joking voice, a smile rippled between his eyebrows and eyes, he raised his arm and gently brushed away the sword in front of him, and joked, "If you kill me, there will be no man as stunning as me in the world." ”

"Take me away, let me out of Linchuan." Fu Qinfu put the sword back against Ling Guli's neck, and his faint tone was full of threat.

Ling Guli raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and only responded, "Okay." ”