Did we get the wrong script?

Aren't you stepping on a horse self-cultivation?!

Qinghui, who was robbed of the angry target, was even more aggrieved.

Trying to kill him.

The man who was held down by Mingyue looked frightened, "You, you are ......"

Just now, a few people came to the sword, and the target was originally Qinghui.

Seeing Mingyue, because Mingyue was restraining her breath, they could only feel a little evil qi, but they thought it was an ordinary evil sword.

But he didn't expect that the other party's attack was ruthless, it was just a move, and most of the aura that was attacked by him dissipated and fell directly from the mountain, this kind of injury could not be recovered for a year and a half.

This is not something that ordinary evil swords can achieve.

Mingyue smiled clearly, he dressed up as an ordinary immortal cultivator.

Qinghui vaguely remembered that when she met him, when he turned into a human form, he always looked innocent and had few desires.

He wore a white robe with wide sleeves embroidered with gold threads, and when the sun fell, it looked like it was sprinkled with gold dust.

The long black hair behind him is also tied with a light-colored hairband, and he looks like a self-cultivating old cadre.

And now—

Mingyue's face was a little arbitrary, the crimson magic pattern looked a little bewitching from his ears to his eyes, wearing a black gold-sprinkled robe, his cold white complexion looked even fairer under this dark background, and his black hair was more casual.

The most infuriating thing is.

Ma, this bastard is more of a villain than she is.

She couldn't bear it.

Qinghui stepped forward with a sword and hummed.

The Dao man thought that Qinghui had come to stop this person's behavior, and with a hint of hope in his eyes, he hurriedly spoke, "If you stay with this kind of evil monster, sooner or later you will not be able to stand it, and the spiritual power on your body is too pure, it will attract the covetousness of countless people, if you don't enter a place like the sword shrine, you may be forcibly recognized by some people." ”

Listening to his words, Qinghui's pace was faster.

Mingyue frowned and wanted to say something, but saw that Qinghui had already walked over, raised his foot and kicked the person down.

"Lao Tzu's sword, what are you beeping?!"

This sword is black, hard and cold, and Lord Spirit Sword is very disgusted and disgusted.

But it can only be disliked by Lord Spirit Sword.

Lao Tzu's sword can only be scolded by Lao Tzu!

Qinghui is irritable.

And confess the Lord?

Who dares to force her to confess the Lord.

When she first recognized the master with that body, she felt the spiritual power of her sword master at that time, thinking that there must be a lot of fights to fight with the other party.

When her sword master is about to penetrate her plane, she will truly make a contract.

Who dares to make a contract with her in this plane, she used her body to flatten the heads of these people for him!

Qinghui jumped to his feet dissatisfied.

Then he glanced at Mingyue who was looking at him next to him.

I feel even more angry.

Anyway, it couldn't hurt him, Qinghui reached out and poked him on the shoulder with the long sword in his hand, a little angry, "You have to cultivate yourself, you are a good sword, you can't hit people casually." ”

Therefore, I will be entrusted with the work of beating people.

Mingyue snorted a little amusefully when she heard this.

Stretched out his hand to clamp the blade of the sword in Qinghui's hand, pushed the silver-blue long sword aside, and came directly to Qinghui's eyes, reaching out and scooping Qinghui into his arms, a little funny, "Cub, who said I was a sword?" ”

What's more, what kind of good sword is he? He's full of evil spirits, and he can't get along with the word good, okay?

What's more, whether it's a spirit sword or an evil sword.

As a weapon, isn't it just used to hit people?

Qinghui looked at him, and saw him as a matter of course, and recalled that when she was irritable and beat people, Mingyue said that she should cultivate her self-cultivation and not be so irritable.

Qinghui fell into a deep silence and confusion, mixed with a little grievance.

She never thought that one day she would emphasize to Mingyue that you have to be a sword with a gentle personality.

You said how good and bad it was???

It's very angry.

And not a sword...... What is the meaning?