Mu Yuchen, who seemed to be afraid of Song Yan, stood still on the high platform under his feet with his body swaying in the wind, his eyes calmly stared at the door in front of him, connecting the main hall and the side hall of Lanruo Temple, and then the darkness was full of hazy light and shadow, and in the dimness of the scene on the other side of the gate, a strange bright red suddenly appeared——1-

In front of Mu Yuchen, who frowned slightly, it was like the special effects in the movie in slow motion, instantly extending the time of the normal flow rate, and the bright red color full of familiar feelings, in his eyes that flashed with colorful glass color, as if there were countless crystal sections, in the continuous refraction and reflection layer by layer comparison, revealing the most true appearance of the washed lead.

"Hair?" Mu Yuchen more or less felt some surprise, he silently groaned in his heart for a while, and then made his own judgment and action.

Mu Yuchen's pupils were stretched to almost a standstill, and returned to the normal level of movement speed, he caught that bit of bright red in the dim door in front of him, from a strand to a strand and then swelled into a bunch, full of fresh and silky texture of sinuous and fluctuating long hair, in the blink of an eye, Mu Yuchen's entire line of sight, and at the same time his hands also moved.

Layers of faint smoke like clouds and mist, with Mu Yuchen's grasping, kneading, pushing, and wiping, the left palm dancing in the air turned into a five-fingered phantom, and it continued to rush to Zhao Xin's back who was flying upside down like a side hall, revealing like a waterfall hair, and the invisible gravitational force and repulsion were constantly born and died in the palm-shaped clouds and mist, following specific rules and rhythms, and moisturizing things silently exerted an influence on her.

Zhao Xin, who shook the red wings and flew quickly. I only felt as if I was about to crash suddenly, in a wall like a pile of cotton, but it was unusually unhindered at all, but in the subtle angle deviation change. The backward velocity increased by a few points out of thin air.

Different from the twists and turns of the cloud-draining momentum performed by the left palm in conjunction with Zhao Xin's retreat action, Mu Yuchen's right hand, which was also raised, was clenched into a fist, and the momentum of the slow and fast movements was as dignified as a thousand catties, bringing a feeling of heaviness to the onlookers visually, but there was a feeling of infinite explosive lethality.

The pure and clear ice blue strength was like a solid body, silently covering Mu Yuchen's five knuckles, and extending to wrap the entire wrist. The seemingly thin layer of blue overlaps and condenses. The reflection of frost and snow was faintly visible, but there was not even a trace of chill at all.

The distance between Mu Yuchen and the door of the side hall was only a few meters, so he was a member of the Phantom World team in the main hall. Under the gaze of the collective, he suddenly rushed into the main hall, and the red figure breathed, just like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, and he was fully involved in his chest with tacit understanding.

I saw Mu Yuchen in the shape of Zhao Xin's blood-winged angel for the first time. With ease, he distracted a little attention and threw himself on the pair of wings that seemed to be a little broken at this time, and the subtle perception was condensed by pure blood energy. At the same time, his left hand, which was scattered and scattered, was naturally freehand. Between Zhao Xin's bloody wings and his waist, a burst of bursting energy suddenly erupted from his legs.

Mu Yuchen, who took over Zhao Xin's physical trend, was like a storm. Fly into the air with her body. I didn't have time to feel the soft body in my arms, the sultry fragrance and hot body temperature that emanated at the moment. Following Zhao Xin's shot from the gate of the side hall, that cyan light and shadow was like an ice pick, piercing the wanton cold killing intent into Mu Yuchen's heart.

The cyan light and shadow that moved like thunder and lightning screamed and broke through the door full of darkness, but Mu Yuchen, who loved Zhao Xin's gentle hugging around his waist, did not see even the slightest expression of urgency on his face, but at such a pressing juncture, he had leisure, and gently turned his jaw to connect his gaze with the pair of crimson eyes of the beautiful woman in his arms, which contained all kinds of complexities. …,

It seems to be composed of infinite crystals overlapping in the middle layer, but it is integrated like a pure mirror, obviously colorful and unpredictable, but the ice blue is pure and like a color, Mu Yuchen's eyes are full of change and unity, harmonious but contradictory, and the inexplicable connection connects Mu Yuchen and Zhao Xin, and the fickle ice blue and crimson reflect each other.

A strange sensation like a touch of the heart, with the strange change of pupil color, quietly breeded, and suddenly an invisible bridge was established. The seeming eye contact made Zhao Xin, the surging uneasiness in her heart quietly subsided, and unconsciously, her tense body began to relax slightly, and silently sent a signal to hand everything over to Mu Yuchen to deal with.

After reaching a certain level of consensus with Zhao Xin, the corners of Mu Yuchen's mouth naturally floated, and a faint smile full of invisible pride was full. The speed of the two of them, which was slightly faster than that cyan light and shadow, immediately decreased, and then Mu Yuchen's right hand blasted out the punch that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

"Frost."

The momentum that swelled up like an explosion at the moment of the explosion silently reflected an inexplicable pride into the hearts of everyone in the main hall with the help of fist momentum. The seemingly straight punch was extremely plain, but it seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth to crush it, and in the simplicity of the extreme ability to change, the cyan light and shadow were completely forced into a dead end.

The operation of the Nine Yin Yi Pulse Method unifies all the veins of the main trunk and tributaries, gathers the power of the whole body with the state of affairs that moves the whole body, and the internal strength of the three absolute internal forces is mutually reinforcing and twisting, and under the fusion and urging of the Yi Jin Jing Blue Flag Futu Skill, all the meridians and acupoints in Mu Yuchen's body have been turned into a cold long river flowing with pure blue energy.

Mu Yuchen's swinging fist was exactly the same, against the most condensed peak of cyan light and shadow, and the bone-chilling breath contained in the fist but not revealed turned from a silent freeze to a complete explosion in an instant, and the essence of the heavenly frost energy and the sword qi condensed on the cyan light and shadow collided together without giving an inch in the staggered canine teeth.

"Boom!"

The pure blue Heavenly Frost Qi as strong as the flood tide, the unstable flickering of the vibrating cyan light and shadow, suddenly collided with the ground Heavenly Frost Energy, and the condensed polar cold escaped into the air. However, the endless heavenly frost energy followed, and the cyan light and shadow were instantly overturned like a match. Then he began to nibble on the flickering cyan inch by inch.

The manic air wave mixed with the cold frost mist spread to the main hall, and the frost ice crystals with uniform and crystal particles filled the dome of the entire hall in an instant. And it continued to spread towards the surrounding walls, and the pool of water in the center of the breathing room was easily frozen in the escaping cold, and the transparent ice layer continued, rapidly thickening with the speed seen by the naked eye.

Ning Caichen, who was thinly dressed by the pool, trembled all over his body, and from his lips, there was a sound of teeth colliding. Nie Xiaoqian's elegant, snow-white group also drooped under the ice adsorption. And the Phantom World team, which is a little far away from the center of the cold outbreak. It also revealed the hidden tracks of the optical cloak under the cover of ice mist.

The biting cold only lasted for a few seconds, and due to the follow-up powerlessness, it was inexplicably dissipated in the space of the main hall of Lanruo Temple. Mu Yuchen, who was holding Zhao Xin in his arms, fell to the ground leisurely and quietly in the dispersing ice mist. In his hand, a dark Qin and Han style ancient sword was tightly wrapped in light blue crystal crystals, and the struggling floating light was constantly looming on the sword's body.

Mu Yuchen, who held the ice-sealed long sword tightly with his right hand, inexhaustibly conveyed the frost energy out, and steadily suppressed the floating light that was constantly resisting. His gaze penetrated the ice covered by the sword's body, and he carefully looked at the runes engraved on the sword's body, if it weren't for Mu Yuchen, who was full of curiosity in his heart, he would have to use alchemy to try to understand it directly. …,

"Don't let go yet!"

Indulge in the long sword in your hand. Mu Yuchen, who couldn't understand the rune at all, suddenly heard a coquettish voice in his ears. Mu Yuchen, who looked absolutely 100% puzzled. Bumped into Zhao Xin's crimson eyes, which seemed to be hesitant and angry, and became more and more vivid. Meng remembered that he seemed to have been returning all along, and held her in his arms with his left hand.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! Unconsciously indulged in it! There was an incomparably bright smile on his face, but his mouth was like a sincere apology, Mu Yuchen said this in a very vague tone, and he didn't explain what he was intoxicated with, and it seemed to be more or less deliberate.

"Humph!" Zhao Xin, whose cheeks flashed with a touch of shyness and redness, snorted arrogantly and clenched his teeth, learning Song Yan's threatening friction to make a sound, and then waved his hand very disdainfully and pushed it away, Mu Yuchen still didn't take away his left hand, and escaped a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Yan Chixia walked out of the side hall of Lanruo Temple, and his bright eyes immediately locked the frozen long sword in Mu Yuchen's hand. Yan Chixia, who seemed to be sloppy, had a burst of breath all over her body, and the frozen long sword in Mu Yuchen's hand also struggled even more violently.

"It's a pity!" Mu Yuchen looked at the runes that he didn't recognize, engraved on the hilt of the long sword with the small seal of the Qin Dynasty, as the name of the sword, engraved with the word 'Yingxin', and said with a pun of regret.

Yan Chixia, as a powerful character in A Chinese Ghost Story, is one of the most necessary plot character partners for those who need to kill the Millennium Dryad Phantom World Team. Yan Chixia's value is definitely not just the flying sword in Mu Yuchen's hand, and the various knowledge and experience he possesses, which is extremely important to the mission of the Phantom World Team.

Mu Yuchen, who did not want to make an enmity with Yan Chixia, took the initiative to absorb the Tianshuang fist on the 'Yingxin' sword through the acupoints in his hand into the meridians, suppressing the sharply reduced 'Yingxin' and suddenly pouring out the sword qi, wanting to break free from the shackles of Mu Yuchen's palm. However, Mu Yuchen's kindness is goodwill, even if he didn't intend to keep it in the first place, how to repay it must still be in his own way.

"Presumably, Your Excellency is the owner of this sword!" Mu Yuchen, who instantly turned the color of his palm into dark gold, disappeared as the pure blue frost and snow completely faded, and directly held the sword edge of 'Yingxin' with both hands, he ignored the increasingly fierce long sword struggling between his five fingers, and looked directly at Yan Chixia on the high platform with a calm gaze, and said in a deep tone as thick as a mountain.

"In the lower Kunlun Yan Chixia! Please ask my brother Taigao's surname!? The bearded man didn't seem to be in a hurry to get back the flying sword, Yan Chixia clenched his fists with both hands and arched his hand to Mu Yuchen, his dark eyes did not have the slightest variegation, there was no ordinary person's annoyed expression at all, and he said with good cultivation in his sloppyness.

However, Yan Chixia's seemingly very polite words actually implied the special culture of the Chinese cultural circle, and she reported that she was secretly setting up her own backer, and by the way, she also tried Mu Yuchen's birth sect, which is a metaphor if the relationship between the two sects is good. Then the conflict between the two sides should naturally be based on peace.

It is very clear that the bearded Yan Chixia must not be simple Mu Yuchen, and there are many twists and turns under the seemingly calm face. The Kunlun faction in Yan Chixia's mouth is obviously impossible, it is the Kunlun of the Kunlun Three Sages in Jin Yong's novel, so it is obvious that this Kunlun should be. The three ancestors of Daomen are the Kunlun of the mountain gate.

Although he was a little embarrassed to be trapped by love in his eyes, so that he was poor and trapped in Montenegro, and finally became a girlfriend by the second stunned, the demon hunter who can be called the tragedy in Diao silk, suddenly became a red seedling at this moment, history can be traced back to the era of the flood and famine, and can be called the Kunlun disciple of the rich second generation among the cultivators, but Mu Yuchen still quickly returned to normal. …,

"Under the surname Xu! No name, no faction! Mu Yuchen replied to Yan Chixia neither humbly nor arrogantly. He clenched the right hand of the 'Yingxin' sword blade and continued to exert force, and the dark gold in his complexion darkened, and then he asked in a flat tone: "I don't know where my companion offended Brother Yan!" ”

"Ask what this bearded man is doing! Sneaky and sneaky! Song Yan glared angrily at Yan Chixia, who was standing on a high place, and said for a very strong reason: "Sloppy and sloppy!" At first glance, you can see that Lu Dao is not a good person! ”

Mu Yuchen, who was completely stunned by Song Yan's reason. Together with Yan Chixia, he entered a state of aphasia. In the face of a woman in an unreasonable state, no matter how much reason she has, it doesn't make sense, Mu Yuchen understands this truth very well! Yan Chixia also understands this truth!

"Yeon-yeon! Although bearded! Without us knowing! Sneak around! It's a suspicion of bad intentions! Master Tang once said! Attempted murder! It's not called murder! Zhao Xin, who was obviously not in a good mood, seemed to persuade but said in a downright manner: "Before the fait accompli!" Everything is uncertain! ”

"Bad guys!" Ye Lin, who has not long recovered her normal language ability, speaks very plainly. Said in a soft and clean voice.

"Brother Yan! Is there anything you want to say!? Seeing that Song Yan was about to speak again, Mu Yuchen urgently interjected and stopped.

"Tonight, I'll go to Lanruo Temple at night! It was originally to subdue demons and eliminate demons! You're one step ahead of me! As for the rest! Everything should be considered a misunderstanding! Yan Chixia seemed to remember something, and his face changed slightly, and he said, "That young lady was covered in blood just now!" Now, though, I haven't lost my sanity! But it is clearly ...... deviated from the right path. ”

"What is right! What is evil? Brother Yan! Are you so sure!? Mu Yuchen coldly sarcastically mocked Yan Chixia, and then said very casually: "My companion's matter!" We all know that! As for whether she is right or evil! Don't worry about Brother Yan! If Brother Yan wants to subdue demons! Nature doesn't matter! But the devil in your mouth! But you have to think about it! ”

Mu Yuchen, who was full of true Yuan Gang qi and ups and downs. The 'Yingxin' sword in the palm of his right hand trembled, and there was a hint of breaking sound in the golden ring. Yan Chixia, who was warned by silent deterrence. The expression on his face changed slightly unnaturally, and then his face was full of astonishment. Watching Mu Yuchen throw the ancient sword in his hand over.

"Brother Xu! There are many rights and wrongs here!! There are no more demons! Even if Brother Xu's cultivation is good! But Brother Xu's companions are somewhat inferior! I think it's better for you to go down early! Yan Chixia, who pinched the sword trick and put the flying sword into the scabbard, her face naturally softened, and then said to Mu Yuchen with a straight face.

"More reminders from Brother Yan!" Mu Yuchen politely bowed his hand to Yan Chixia, and then turned to Ning Caichen and said, "Brother Ning! I think we're going to go down the mountain! How is it! ”

"But the water source ......." Ning Caichen, whose body was still trembling unnaturally, looked at the pool covered with thin ice under his feet, and he was loyal to his duty and did not forget his mission, but he had just said a few words, but he suddenly stopped dumbfounded.

Yan Chixia's eyes were as wide as bronze bells, staring at Nie Xiaoqian behind Ning Caichen, and the messy hairs on his body swelled as if they exploded under the fluctuation of his mood. Ning Caichen, who was facing Yan Chixia's pressure, suddenly seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and he didn't realize at all that he was just being affected by the pond fish.

"Brother Yan! What do you mean!? Mu Yuchen, who was sore by the half-white ancient text, cut into the middle of the two sides with righteous words, cut off Yan Chixia's momentum of pressing on Nie Xiaoqian, and said with ease like a street gangster.

"Me! ……。 ”

"What a! It's not okay to bully honest people! ”

"You! ……。 ”

"What am I! If you say no, you can't! No one can come! ”

"I'm a lung! Let me finish! "Looking at Nie Xiaoqian, who picked up Ning Caichen and turned around and ran, Yan Chixia, who was eloped with 'Xiao' and 'San' by her lover on the spot, and collapsed into a famous and decent face, shouted loudly with a crazy face." That one! That one....... ”

Yan Chixia hesitated and suddenly stopped talking, remembering that just now Zhao Xin and the three of them were in the side hall of Lanruo Temple, and the bearded man who had no power to fight back and killed mercilessly, he swallowed the words of Nie Xiaoqian's fox demon directly into his stomach.

"You want to say that girl is a monster!?"

"Since you know the way? Why! ”

"Brother Ning doesn't know what to do! And I can see it! That kid likes that girl! Think of it as a rare lesson in his life! Mu Yuchen shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "And that girl hasn't done it all the time!" Obviously not the same kind as those in the side hall! Say it! Yin! ”