"If you want to eat it, won't you make it yourself?" Yan Bei shouted angrily.

Shi Jieren was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, didn't want to bother with her at all, turned around, and went to the side to eat.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yixi, who was lying in the corner, suddenly stood up, picked up the wine gourd on his waist, and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth.

This sword has no tricks, but its power is not comparable to the previous moves.

The wine gourd is a magic weapon, as soon as it reaches the air, it immediately blooms with white brilliance and covers Shi Jieren inside, Yan Bei can feel a strong binding force diffusing from the outside, and his eyebrows suddenly jump.

Shi Jieren was still eating sweet potatoes, he didn't notice this situation, but he still didn't make any moves, and he didn't seem to see Mo Yixi's offensive in his eyes.

He didn't look at it, but Yan Bei didn't dare not look at it in his eyes, this sword was not trivial, it was far from the little fight before, it was impossible for her not to put it in her eyes.

The silver needle flew out, and under Shi Jieren's surprised gaze, he dodged into the formation, came to him, and raised the silk thread to entangle Mo Yixi's flying sword.

The sword seemed to have given birth to a sword spirit, although it was immature, but it was very alert, and it sensed the extraordinaryness of the silk thread, not only did not fight hard, but quickly retreated into advance, avoiding the fate of being cut into pieces of iron.

"Yes, this sword is kind of interesting!"

Yan Bei praised it, seeing that the sword flew away and turned into ten thousand swords and flew together, he pushed away the stunned Shi Jieren with his backhand, doubled his needle, and threw out twenty silver needles in unison, turning into an absolute defensive net in the air, and twisting all the flying swords into it.

Mo Yixi frowned, and shouted in a low voice, "The sword is coming!" The swords in the silk mesh all turned into phantoms, and the real flying sword appeared in his hand.

Yan Bei did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and when the point was reached, he withdrew the needle and thread.

"Who are you?" He asked, surprised, standing where he was with his sword.

It was just one move, and he knew that he was far from being her opponent, so he naturally wouldn't attack again stupidly.

This sword is his life, if it is cut off by that silk thread, the consequences are unimaginable!

Yan Bei heard his question, stretched out his thumb and pointed at Shi Jieren, who had not yet returned to his senses, and said with a smile: "That's my son, I'm his wife!" ”

"What?" Mo Yixi was shocked, his shocked eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the two, and his whole body was full of disbelief.

The word mother was very sensitive to Shi Jieren during this time, he was no longer stunned, but quickly retorted: "She is talking nonsense!" ”

"Hahaha, the child is not sensible, don't listen to his nonsense." As soon as his voice fell, Yan Bei immediately rushed to explain, and showed an apologetic smile at Mo Yixi: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm smiling." ”

Mo Yixi shook his head stiffly, reached out and pulled up Ming Yuanqing, who also looked shocked, speechless.

Shi Jieren was about to open his mouth to explain, but Yan Bei's sharp warning eyes swept over, recalling that he had just been beaten to vomit blood, and he closed his mouth stiffly.

In fact, he was not afraid of pain, nor was he afraid of vomiting blood, but he was afraid of the shameful action.

Yan Bei raised his slap and slapped the air twice, Shi Renjie saw this action, subconsciously clamped his legs, only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and barely pulled out a smile, gritting his teeth and hating:

"One day you will die at the hands of the Sect Master!"

Yan Bei shrugged his shoulders and said that he was looking forward to it.

Ming Yuanqing looked at Shi Jieren's eyes that almost wanted to eat people, and couldn't help but admire Yan Bei's boldness.

Of course, she also found that this bold person seemed to be able to restrain Shi Jieren, a powerful sect leader.

And she has worked with him for many years, and she knows very well that this person will only succumb to those who are stronger than him.

This kind of strength refers not to strength, but to thought.

Obviously, this Yan Bei is this kind of person.

Of course, Shu Yuanqing hadn't discovered where Yan Bei's thinking was strong at the moment.

Outside the temple, the sky has darkened, and inside the temple, the four people sit on both sides, each burning a fire, looking at each other through the fire.

Mo Yixi's gaze kept lingering on Yan Bei, her every move was a novel experience for him, and it was quite delicious to see Ming Yuanqing.

But she has always behaved reservedly, and Mo Yixi did not feel the displeasure of the people around her.

The heavy rain fell again, and there was no place to settle within a hundred miles, and none of the four of them left.

Yan Bei was already full, and when he saw that Mo Yixi had been looking at him, he thought he was hungry, so he threw two sweet potatoes over to them.

Mo Yixi raised his hand to catch it, although he didn't like Shi Jieren, he still smiled at Yan Bei, shook the wine gourd beside him, and silently asked her if she wanted to taste it.

Yan Bei bowed his head, and he threw the wine jug over.

Catch it accurately, open the wine stopper, and a drunken smell of alcohol comes to your nose, which is intoxicating.

"This wine contains spiritual power, it is a great tonic, and drinking too much may be counterproductive." Yan Bei said.

Mo Yixi just smiled and didn't answer.

Shi Jieren wanted to come over and take a look, but before he could see it, Yan Bei had already covered the wine gourd and returned it to Mo Yixi.

"Senior, where did you get this sweet potato? I've heard that this is a very precious thing. After being silent for a long time, Mo Yixi suddenly asked.

Yan Bei smiled, for him to be called.

Shi Jieren couldn't laugh, because Mo Yixi, the representative of this title in disguise, believed in her identity.

"I got it by accident, and I've forgotten where it was." Yan Bei said perfunctorily.

Knowing that she didn't want to say more, Mo Yixi didn't ask again.

Ming Yuanqing's jealousy disappeared after hearing his address to Yan Bei, and he finally had the mood to care about Yan Bei's injury.

To this day, this kind girl still believes in her amnesia.

Looking at her sincere gaze, Yan Bei only felt a little pain in his conscience, and replied ambiguously: "I remember some of them in the past few days, but I still can't remember a lot. ”

"You lie again, the root of human inferiority can never be changed." As soon as Yan Bei's words fell, Shi Jieren's distant voice immediately sounded.

Looking at his world-weary face, Yan Bei couldn't help but ask him, "Aren't you human?" ”

Shi Jieren: "......"

This woman is his nemesis!

"Hahahaha!" A laugh with a sense of ridicule came out of Mo Yixi's mouth, he looked at the deflated Shi Jieren, stretched out his finger and pointed at him, and sneered loudly:

"Hahaha....... I didn't expect you Shi Jie to have this day! Sure enough, one thing descends to one thing, and now Lao Tzu looks at how you justify your crooked reasoning! ”

He laughed, tears streaming out of his eyes, but Shi Jieren just looked at him quietly.

After all, he is a man with a strong heart, and naturally it is impossible to be defeated by this small deflated.

But...... Cracks are inevitable in the hard walls.