Mingyue's qualifications did not live up to Yaoguang's expectations.

After being sensible, Mingyue followed Yaoguang to practice, and Mingyue's personality was cheerful and lively.

Such a bright moon added some life to the cold heavenly garden. It also made Na Yaoguang's heart no longer as cold as before, and at the same time, it also made her understand why she was willing to choose to come to this disturbing mortal world.

"Master, who is in the painting? Why do you watch it every day? ”

When she was a child, Mingyue asked Yaoguang this question many times.

"What the master misses the most is him, maybe he doesn't necessarily care about me, but I feel that as long as I can accompany him, this is the meaning of existence by his side!"

Yaoguang said as he looked at a man in the painting with a sword on his waist, long hair and a shawl, and a mysterious smile on his handsome face.

"Why doesn't he necessarily care about the master? I feel that the master is the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world, and I am afraid that there is no one in the world who can compare to the master! ”

Mingyue looked at the master in front of her who had taught her since she was sensible and said puzzled.

"When you grow up, you will understand, there is no one in this world who can match him, maybe it is my luxury."

"I still don't understand it! Is there really such a perfect person in this world? Isn't a perfect person like a master worthy? ”

Mingyue never understood why the master, who didn't care about everything, had such a posture.

"That's in your eyes, being a teacher is so perfect and unattainable, but in my eyes he is not! Everyone doesn't know him, and he only knows a little bit about his teacher, but when he prepares for his confession and tries to enter his heart, he is already far away from me. ”

Yaoguang looked at the man in the painting, and his eyes under the white hat revealed sadness and regret.

"When you grow up, you must hold on to the one you love"

Yaoguang stretched out his hand and gently touched the petite and cute Mingyue head on the side.

"Uh-huh, I listen to the master!"

Xiao Mingyue nodded as if she didn't understand.

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"Father, haven't you found any news of that person?"

Mingyue asked as she gently rubbed Mingchen's shoulder.

"Hey, still no! Your master didn't find such a great ability, how could your father find it so quickly? ”

Hearing Mingyue's question, Mingchen also had a headache.

"Although the master said that he was not in a hurry, I see that the master has been waiting for a long time, and I am afraid that he can't wait."

Mingyue heard Mingchen say this, and quickly replied.

"Well, the Father will hurry up. I believe that the person your master is looking for will not be an unknown person, and there should be news soon. ”

Mingchen pondered for a moment, he also understood that the immortal's mood was also very impatient, after so many years, I was afraid that anyone would be anxious.

And Yaoguang's appearance, the person in this painting is afraid that he is a very important person, so important that she can give up everything for the man in the painting, even her life.

"You'd better go and see your mother! Your mother misses you very much. ”

"Uh-huh, father, then I'll go to see my mother's concubine. We're going to have a good meal as a family tonight! ”

"Well, I'll go to your mother's place tonight, it's true that our family of three hasn't eaten together for a long time. Your master asked you to come down again this time, and our family of three should also have a good reunion. ”

Hearing Mingchen say this, the happy Mingyue quickly ran towards the harem to find the true palace.

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Nanyuan Country

Yulin Marquis Mansion

"Falling Dust Courtyard" This is a courtyard where Lin Fan has lived alone since he was a child, and only Blanching and Lin Fan can enter. It is estimated that no one will be able to enter, even if a strong person in the True Monarch realm will not be able to enter this small courtyard.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in the formation arranged by Zhuofeng, if it weren't for the people who knew the formation of the demon clan and cooperated with a strong man in the realm of True Monarch, he could only break the formation with force from a big realm powerhouse in Zhuofeng.

At this time, in the center of the courtyard, a teenager and a middle-aged man fought fiercely in the courtyard. The young man held a stalk of about three feet in his right hand, exuding a chilling aura.

The middle-aged man didn't have a weapon in his hand, and his fingers were slightly clawed, but even the hand that looked like an ordinary young master's family exuded a more terrifying horror than the sword in the young man's hand.

The middle-aged hand revealed a dark blue light, and the suffocating aura made some of the surrounding plants and trees sway slightly to avoid it.

The battle between the two fluctuated greatly, but every time the shock wave was about to destroy the flowers and plants in the courtyard, it was instantly smoothed by a ripple in the air. Not a single cent was leaked.

The two people who fought were Lin Fan and Zhuo Feng.

Lin Fan's sword was like the wind, and the sword light was like a storm. Although each move does not have killing intent, the attack power is very amazing.

The blanching wind is also like electricity, and there is a sound of tearing the air between the tossing and turning of the moves, and it is a claw and sword collision under Lin Fan's attack. The ordinary flesh palm is not said to collide with Lin Fan's sword body, even if you get closer, you will be torn by Lin Fan's sword qi and cut off the palm.

However, between the battle and collision between Zhuofeng and Lin Fan, there was a "clanging" sound of gold and iron, and looking at the slight claw marks on the sword body, it was still slightly better than Lin Fan's three-foot Qingfeng.

The sound of "jingling" in the courtyard was endless, and the two of them also reached the hottest stage.

The battle in the courtyard became more and more intense, when Lin Fan and Zhuo Feng's moves collided again.

"Ping Pong"

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong"

The sword in Lin Fan's hand was still overwhelmed and broke into two knots and fell to the ground.

Although the sword in Lin Fan's hand had been broken, the two people in the courtyard didn't seem to have seen it, or they had seen it a lot.

Lin Fan noticed that the sword in his hand was broken, so he easily grasped the other broken sword in his hand, and threw it away.

Facing the blanching attack on the opposite side, Lin Fan's right index finger and middle finger were together, and the sword finger was aimed at the blanching wind, which could break the sword, as a sword attack.

It's still the sword move just now, but the power seems to have been raised a notch, colliding with Blanch.

"Ding"

Another sound of gold and iron came from the place where the two met.

After this one-time match, both of them retreated and separated.

Lin Fan took a step back lightly, but Zhuo Feng's move this time was a big loss, and it took four or five steps back to stop the pace of retreat, and the palm of his right hand that had just confronted Lin Fan was a little red dot, and his hand was still trembling uncontrollably.

"Young master, I have taken another big step, I'm afraid there will be no opponents in the world. Thank you for your mercy. ”

Although Blanching was defeated, the eyes that looked at Lin Fan at that time were extremely awe-inspiring.

He knew from the beginning how extraordinary this young master was, but in the past fifteen years, this young master has not disappointed him, and even surprised him.