"The disciple's cultivation is enough to protect himself, so the master will let the disciple stay!"

Listening to Lu Xueqi's answer, Shui Yue's face ignored it, her expression was a little dazed, her face kept changing, and after a long time, she asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with him?" ”

is different from the love-hate entanglement between Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan in the original book, Lu Xueqi and Mo Wen don't know anything except for Wen Min of Xiaozhufeng, everyone else doesn't know anything, after all, the contact between the two was only Qingyun Dabi and Wanguo Mountain, and both times they were accompanied by the same family, and it would not make people have any associations, so Shui Yue never expected that his disciple would be entangled with the person he hated the most.

Yes, it is the person who hates Mo Wen the most, the one who hates Mo Wen the most in Qingyunmen is not Tian Buyi and his wife who lost their beloved daughter because of him, nor Zhang Xiaofan who vowed to avenge Tian Ling'er, they are only angry at best, because Tian Ling'er committed suicide, and it was not so much Mo Wen who forced her to die, but the gossip in Qingyunmen and the despair in her heart, it was Shui Yue who really hated Mo Wen to the bones, and that day Shui Yue saw Wan Jian come back to life, and the joy in her heart can be imagined, but only a moment later, She saw with her own eyes that Wan Jianyi was shattered by Mo Wen's live earthquake, and finally died in her arms, from heaven to hell, just such a thin line of separation, the despair of gaining and losing, so how could Shui Yue not hate Mo Wen, the culprit, she will never forget Jì, in the last three days, how Wan Jianyi accompanied her with a smile, and how Jì closed his eyes a little bit, and his body became cold a little bit. In the days after Wan Jianyi's death. She didn't eat a little food, and her whole body was like a walking corpse, and it took a long time for her to recover little by little. But the hatred for Mo Wen has been deep in the bone marrow since then.

"Say, what is your relationship with him!"

Seeing that his most beloved apprentice and the person he hated the most were mixed up, Shui Yue finally couldn't control it anymore and yelled.

Although everyone in the Yuqing Hall was talking and cheering each other up, Shui Yue's voice still made people look sideways, and everyone looked at it in surprise. Looking at this pair of Qingyun, they can be called the most beautiful master and apprentice.

Looking at Shui Yue's red eyes, Lu Xueqi also had a sour nose, she didn't blame her master. After all, she also knew what happened back then, and knew what Mo Wen had done, but Shui Yue's words undoubtedly uncovered the scars in her heart again, and her eyes were a little red. Lu Xueqi bit her lip. He said in a low voice: "Master don't worry, the disciple has sworn to kill her!" ”

And Shui Yue's face on the other side was also extremely complicated, in fact, after she just shouted, she already regretted it in her heart, Lu Xueqi was brought up by her, what kind of person she is, she is the master who knows best, at this time, looking at her disciple's shoulders trembling slightly. His eyes were red, and he knew that there was something else hidden in it. It's just that in front of everyone's eyes, she couldn't let go of her face to ask, so she could only brush her sleeves away.

"We'll discuss this matter after this battle, you have hard wings now, you can do whatever you want, I can't control you as a teacher!"

glanced at Lu Xueqi with a complicated expression, but in the end, Shui Yue disappeared into the crowd.

Silently looking at Shui Yue's back, Lu Xueqi clenched Tianya behind her.

"Don't worry, master, the disciple will give you an explanation!" ――

Tongtian Peak back mountain, a person quietly walking in the forest, at this time it is early morning, the mountain is still filled with a faint mist, with the mountain wind gently drifting, lingering in the pine and cypress treetops on both sides of the road between the branches and trees, out of thin air added a bit of seclusion, the person walks easily, walking in the forest, like a ghost, there is no sound.

Half an hour later, when he came to a path that divided into three branches, the man suddenly stopped, only to hear a thunderous roar, from the foot of the mountain like a drum sound, and the neighing of demon beasts, gushing endlessly, like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens, constantly lapping the earth.

"Have you started?"

Glancing into the distance, looking at the birds that kept flying in the forest, the man touched his chin and whispered softly, "I hope the situation in the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave can be the same as I expected, otherwise there will be some trouble!" But it's nothing, it's a big deal to make a move then, although it is not arranged in advance, the aura of the Eight Desolations Xuanhuo Array is insufficient, and it is not as good as the Zhuxian Sword Array, but it should be enough, after all-"

Speaking of this, the man's voice suddenly paused again, and he laughed softly, "Come out, I didn't expect to meet you here in the end, should we say that we have a good fate?" ”

Qingyun Houshan, at the three-way crossing, a person walked out with a dark green short sword in his hand, his ordinary appearance was extremely ordinary, and there was hatred in his eyes that could not be dissolved, it was not Zhang Xiaofan, who else could it be.

"-Mo Wen!"

Like a powerful ghost like Nine Shadows, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the comer, gritted his teeth, roared, and spit out two words from his mouth, the voice was even colder than the thousand-year-old Xuan Bing.

Mo Wen didn't care, glanced around, and then showed a 'sudden realization' expression, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with a smile, "I actually let you stay here, if Qingyun wins, you can intercept the demon beast here, say that it was arranged in advance, if you lose, you are also here, and the chance of escape is much greater than staying in the Taiqing Palace, master and master, it is really painstaking for you, they really love you!" ”

"Shut up!" The Mo Xue Sword turned into a dark green light and headed straight for Mo Wen, but the latter only turned slightly sideways and avoided it.

"You are not qualified to mention the names of the master and the master, you are not worthy!"

Zhang Xiaofan yelled at Mo Wen, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was extremely hideous.

"If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have died, and my master and my wife wouldn't have been depressed over the years, they have taught you for many years, is this how you repay them! You traitor! You brute! ”

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan mention Tian Ling'er's name, the smile on Mo Wen's face also retracted, and he looked at Zhang Xiaofan coldly.

"You know, if you hadn't promised her that she would take good care of Da Zhufeng, you would have died based on what you just said!"

"What happened back then, who is right and wrong, I don't want to mention it anymore, you'd better be honest with me now, don't force me to kill you!"

"Then it's up to who kills whom!"

Listening to Mo Wen's words, Zhang Xiaofan was furious, recalled Mo Xue, held it in his hand, and was a sword in his head.

The gold and blue colors were intertwined, and a huge qi sword swept towards Mo Wen.

With a hint of disdain on his face, Mo Wen beckoned, and the Soul Devourer appeared in his hand, and the next moment a huge cyan gossip appeared above his head, holding the qi sword deadly.

Zizi's voice kept ringing, and a burst of light flashed between the qi sword and the gossip, but no matter how Zhang Xiaofan urged, the qi sword could never break through the Tai Chi gossip.

"You want to kill me with your three-legged cat skills?"

After practicing the four volumes of the Heavenly Book, even the Taiji Qingxuan Dao has entered the Taiqing realm, and the current Mo Wen is far from being something that Zhang Xiaofan can deal with, and with Taiji Qingxuan Dao alone, Mo Wen can be invincible.

"Ahhh His face flushed, Zhang Xiaofan let out a roar that was not like a human scream, only to see that the gold and blue light on his face were intertwined, constantly squirming, his entire body seemed to swell, and his skin seemed to be ripe, showing a strange red.

With his shouting, the golden and blue light on the qi sword actually began to merge, turning into a color similar to gray.

Click!

The entire Qi Sword was suddenly powerful, and the Tai Chi Bagua constantly made a sound like glass breaking, and it was pressed down little by little.

"Huh?" Mo Wen glanced at Zhang Xiaofan with some surprise, should he be the protagonist in the original work, although it was only forcibly fused, but there was no book of heaven, no extraordinary talent, Zhang Xiaofan could still do this, the fusion of the two opposite exercises of Dafa Praruo and Tai Chi Qing Xuandao, it was really extraordinary, and it was an ordinary master of Taiqing Realm who might not be able to bargain under this trick, but unfortunately he met Mo Wen this time, a master who also fused Tai Fan Qing Xuandao and Dafa Praruo.

I saw that with Mo Wen's low shout, a stream of gold suddenly appeared on the huge Tai Chi Bagua, from small to large, covering the entire gossip in an instant, and the two lights of cyan and gold were harmoniously intertwined together, you have me, I have you, showing a gorgeous brilliance.

The gossip that was constantly cracking was like eating a tonic, and it was full of light, and it directly pushed the qi sword back, and the originally cracked place quickly healed.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were about to crack when he saw this, and he desperately poured the true yuan in his body into it, completely ignoring his body's continuous painful wails because of the forcible fusion of the two Dafa, but his strength was not good, the gap between him and Mo Wen was not something that could be made up desperately, just a moment of effort, his body continued to burst into small holes, blood continued to spurt out, and the whole person became a bloody person.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who was covered in blood and still fighting to the death, a strange light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and the thin but stubborn figure made his heart palpitate slightly, subconsciously maintaining the Tai Chi gossip above his head with one hand, but holding the soul devouring with the other hand, and shaking it at Zhang Xiaofan.

The fishy wind blew on his face, and Zhang Xiaofan felt a nauseous feeling welling up in his heart, and then the blood in his whole body began to flow backwards.

With a pop, a large amount of blood mist erupted from the tiny wounds all over his body, enveloping his whole body.

Unable to maintain the huge qi sword any longer, Zhang Xiaofan involuntarily fell backwards.

His vision gradually blurred, and the true yuan of cultivation in his body kept running wild, and at the last moment when he was conscious, he saw Mo Wen's figure in the distance.

"Thankfully, if it weren't for the fact that your current skills are no longer enough to threaten me, you would have been dead in this world a long time ago."

"For Ling'er's sake, I won't kill you this time!"

"But there won't be another time!"

Mo Wen's voice echoed in the hollow of the forest, and all Zhang Xiaofan could do was helplessly grasp the grass under him, watch Mo Wen gradually disappear, and then slowly swallow himself by the darkness.

"Damn!"

"Why am I so weak!" (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to SilverDream and me, I will be able to issue a commuter pass.