Ming Jiutai's voice was scattered, and the words he said seemed to be true and false, but his mellow voice was too moving.

The sword passed by the wind, and the neatly groomed green silk of Ran Yi was a little scattered, and under the illumination of the light, it reflected the clear light, which made the peerless face a little more poignant.

Zhong Wan and Da Lu Xiaolu, who were watching, couldn't help but shift their eyes when they saw the bitter look in Ran Yu's eyes.

When everyone thought that Ran Yu was about to give up, they didn't want her to raise the white blade in her hand again.

The sword qi soared into the sky.

Ran Yi just looked at Ming Jiutai with her undercurrent surging eyes, and in addition to the usual coldness in her eyes, there was also a trace of fearlessness and darkness in her eyes.

The white blade was snow-white, emitting a slightly whispering sword aura......

At this moment, Ran Yi slowly raised his sword, stared at Ming Jiutai and his party, and walked quickly.

Her face did not have the complicated desolation of Fang Cai, but the coldness that pierced the bone marrow.

Zhong Wan was horrified by the killing intent in her eyes, and involuntarily shrank in the crook of Ming Jiutai's arm.

Ming Jiutai saw Ran Yi's movements, only stretched out his hand, and quickly attacked a sword, the tip of the sword dotted, like stars dotted in the night.

"When—"

The sound of the two swords colliding pierced almost everyone's eardrums.

Mrs. Ming Jiu watched Ran Yi work so hard for the guiding light, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a smile that others couldn't detect.

At the moment when the sword stabbed Ran Yi, he turned the angle, and the three of them passed by Ran Yi with Zhong Wan in his arms, but he didn't dodge her sword blade.

At this moment, Ran Yihua Rong lost color and turned into dirt, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but the sword momentum could not be contained.

Zhong Wan saw it really in Ming Jiutai's arms, and his heart was horrified.

What is Ming Jiu Tai doing?

Could it be that the rumors of the little demons are true?

Finished...... Finished! Old lovers meet, how can I be good with Dalu Xiaolu?!!

Ran Yi listened to the inaudible tearing of his clothes, waiting for the sword to penetrate his arm.

There were tears in his eyes, but he smiled lightly at Mrs. Shangmingjiu.

"Ran Yi, moths to the fire...... You know. ”

"Hehe, it's been too long......"

"Dang Chang—"

The sword fell to the ground, only brushing Ming Jiutai's clothes, and did not hurt him in the slightest.

The shear water autumn pupils trembled slightly, and her soft pairs. Weak. The round, slender shoulders twitched gently.

It's like a candle burning out, and tears are pouring out of your eyes......

"He's dead...... The dead will not be raised. ”

"You should have forgotten about the past."

Ming Jiutai's eyes sank slightly.

"Like you? Naruto-sama? ”

Ran Yu's delicate little mouth squeezed out a miserable smile.

“……”

Mrs. Ming Jiu did not speak.

Back then, where was the flute?

The white birds are fluttering, the green water is surging, the tender yellow flowers are some butterflies flying, and the new red leaves are not seen......

……

When Mrs. Ming Jiu took Zhong Wan and the three of them out of the misty forest, she quietly slipped away to Huajiu Street to relieve her worries.

"What about people? What about Mrs. Naruku? ”

The moment he yawned, Mrs. Naruku disappeared.

"Lord Zhong Wan, we just got out of the Misty Forest. Beneath your feet is the world. ”

The big and the small ones tell the story.

"Huh?"

Zhong Wan thought of the scene just now, and her heart was sad and disappointed.

Looking at the big and small clouds, his expression was also full of deep doubts.

"Ahh

Da Lu covered his mouth and did not reveal a trace of the wind.

“……”

Xiao Lu also shook his head.

"This Ming Jiu Tai, I thought he was good!"

Zhong Wan clenched his fists in a huff.