Li Molan stood in front of Murong Yuluo, her eyes were calm, and she didn't mean to be half-joking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if he didn't use those three sword intents, based on Lu Yu's state at the moment, Li Molan would be confident that he would die with him with one blow.

So Lu Yu stopped and was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Molan's body qi is vain, her true qi is exhausted, and her physical strength is exhausted, and she is exhausted to the extreme, but if she fights to the death with a sword and Lu Yu's life, she can still do it, obviously considering this, Lu Yu has some hesitation.

He suddenly said, "It's a pity. ”

Li Molan looked at him expressionlessly, and clenched the Dragon Elephant Sword with both hands.

The surrounding sky gradually brightened, and the horizon slowly covered and spread little by little.

Is it dawn? Li Molan was stunned for a moment, looking at the sky, a little puzzled, but then she realized something.

Is the night of the Eternal Night Wasteland finally over 5,000 years old?

Lu Yu also looked at the sky in surprise, and then glanced at Li Molan, who was pale, and Murong Yuluo, who was lying on the ground and glared at him.

"This great opportunity seems to have to be passed up. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Li Molan and said calmly: "You are worthy of being the apprentice of Kujiu Shi, you deserve the title of a kendo genius, and you can be regarded as worthy of this sword, but your identity is destined to be impossible to hide, I am curious about what you will face when you return to Beihai." ”

Li Molan said indifferently: "You don't need to care. ”

Lu Yu said: "Yours is indeed worthy of the word genius, I admit that you can be counted as my opponent, but you will never be able to catch up with Senior Brother." ”

Li Molan never thought about chasing anyone, nor did he prepare this third disciple of Qiu Mingshan as his opponent, he just wanted to cultivate calmly, improve his strength, and wait until his strength was enough before embarking on the road to Kyushu, that's all, so he had no feeling for Lu Yu's words.

He said lightly: "Opponent, I'm not interested, I'm not interested in being your opponent, and I don't want to chase others." ”

After listening to his words, Lu Yu didn't say much, he put away the Canglan bow and carried it behind him, turned around and left.

It's just that there is a smile on the corner of his mouth for some reason, as if he has found something of interest.

This trip he came to kill the Holy Maiden of the Daomen, and his attitude towards Yu Hongyi included not only eradicating an opponent for the senior brother, but also his own interests, if he could kill Yu Hongyi, who was a divine genius, it would definitely be a fortunate thing that could make him feel endlessly memorable, it happened that this was the Yubei Tomb, where was there a better opportunity? However, meeting Li Molan was indeed an unexpected surprise, the only pity was that he was not able to kill the scholar shirt, which was the most regrettable.

However, from the perspective of his own interests, he has been quite satisfied, although the senior masters he challenged in the past are in a strong realm, but many of them are already Jiang Lang's talents, and they have been stagnant in a realm for many years, in vain, these people were still the pride of the world, and they were not real geniuses in his eyes. And Li Molan only had a slight contact, and found that this was definitely a genius on par with himself, how could this make him not satisfied, even if he met the Spring and Autumn Four Guests of Emperor Zizhai, he was sure that he had a greater chance of winning, but this descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal, he was really not too sure, and he could only say that the victory or defeat was in the number of five or five.

Therefore, his interest in Li Molan is becoming more and more intense, but Murong Yuluo, he is not regarded as a genius who can be equal to him for the time being, although her reputation is not much worse than herself, and the demon and Taoist double cultivation, the hand of the Vermilion Bird bloodline is indeed amazing, but the gap in combat experience is too big, it can only be said that the flowers in the greenhouse have not experienced the wind and rain, at least in the last few years, they cannot be regarded as the real top.

I heard that the mysterious Tianchen Daoist recently claimed that he was making a second list in addition to the Beihai Famous Weapon List, and it was about the strength ranking of the young generation in Beihai, which has attracted widespread attention, and the appearance of the descendants of the Beihai Sword Immortal will inevitably stir up real changes in this world.

Lu Yu was very curious, when the list came out, he would be ranked first, and the descendants of the Beihai Sword Immortal would be ranked first.

After Lu Yu left, Li Molan turned her head and looked at the delicate body lying on the ground, as well as the girl's complicated eyes.

Murong Yuluo didn't even have the strength to speak now, so naturally she couldn't do anything, so she could only lie on the ground and stare at Li Molan in a daze.

Her mood is very complicated now, but she is more ashamed and angry, after all, she is just a young girl, and even if a girl of this age is a cultivator, she will care more about other things than her own safety at this moment.

Especially now that she couldn't move, the pain from the wound on her body was like a tide, and the only sound she could make was a moan of pain.

The wound that was pierced in her abdomen no longer bleeds, and with the Vermilion Bird bloodline, she has a more terrifying recovery power that is almost demonic than ordinary cultivators, but the pain is still there, and there will be some itching from other wounds on her body during the recovery process, which makes her even more uncomfortable.

She tried to twist her body uneasily, but she didn't know what kind of visual impact this would have on a mentally healthy teenager.

Li Molan was very embarrassed now, and in front of her was a snow-white delicate body covered under a bloody coat, and that touch of snow-white was writhing again, which was even more exciting.

He didn't quite know what to do.

If it is an ordinary teenager with a sperm worm on his brain, he will definitely not care about pity and cherish the jade and go up directly to vent his desires, but he is not, although he thinks he is an ordinary teenager, he will never do this kind of beastly thing, which will violate his principle of dealing with people.

So he bent down, helped Murong Yuluo up, and made her sit up.

In the process of this action, the blood-colored scholar's shirt that was draped over the girl's body of course slipped off, revealing the girl's fair and clean body again.

Murong Yuluo's eyes were filled with shame and horror, she didn't know much about the young man, and she didn't know what the other party would do to her.

Almost instantly, countless unsightly images drifted through the girl's mind, and she trembled violently, trying to struggle.

Li Molan saw what she was thinking in her head, and was a little speechless, thinking to herself, who do you think of me?

Then he took off his underneath white shirt.

The girl's eyes were full of panic, and she struggled hard, and her unwielding body trembled.

It's not like a proud little phoenix, but like a weak little sheep.

Li Molan said in a low voice: "Don't move!"

As he spoke, he pressed the girl's arm that was raised with difficulty.

"What are you going to do!" Murong Yuluo looked at him in horror.

Li Molan pursed her lips, a little disdainful, and did not speak.

He silently slipped his white shirt on her, buttoned it up, and put on the tattered red scholar's shirt.

Although these two clothes are full of sword marks and holes, they are also clothes, although they will faintly expose the girl's snow-white skin, which is full of temptation, but there is no other way for the time being.

Murong Yuluo was stunned, looked at Li Molan, who only had a thin shirt left, then looked at the clothes on his body, was embarrassed for a while, and said, "Thank you." ”

Li Molan looked at her angrily, thinking that you must have some filthy pictures in your head just now, right?

The girl looked at him with a cheek of shame and a little ashamed.

Although the scholar's shirt was very long, he still didn't wear pants and underwear, Murong Yuluo only felt that the clothes were empty underneath, the wind was slightly cool, and his face couldn't help but be hot.

She's never dressed so revealingly.

Li Molan asked, "Can you stand up?"

Murong Yuluo said with difficulty: "It's hard to move a finger." ”

Li Molan said: "Then I'll carry you away." ”

Murong Yuluo was slightly surprised, but did not refuse.

With his support, the girl stood up with difficulty, and Li Molan carried her behind her, which was somewhat similar to the feeling of carrying Yu Huaji on her back many days ago.

The breeze blows, the weeds shake, and the sky is cloudy, as if it were the real dawn of the day.

The two of them walked on the moor.

Murong Yuluo lay on Li Molan's back, gasping softly, the aura in her body was completely dried up in the true sense, especially when she carried down Lu Yu's arrow, the aura of the body protector collapsed, and a lot of murderous aura entered her body with that arrow, stirring in the veins, and it took a lot of time to clear it.

Although Li Molan is also in poor condition, she still has some physical strength, and as a man, of course, she can't abandon girls, this state of mind is similar to when she met the unconscious Yu Huaji on the snowfield.

He felt the girl's body temperature, and suddenly said, "Can you speak?"

Murong Yuluo said softly: "Reluctantly." ”

Li Molan asked, "How did you end up here?"

Murong Yuluo replied: "When I was listening to the wind and bamboo forest, I heard the news that the Daomen Holy Maiden was injured, and I originally came to the wasteland to see the excitement, of course, I just watched the excitement and not joined in the excitement, and I was not ready to interfere, but I felt that there was a very powerful aura fluctuation here, so I flew to take a look." ”

The speed of her fire phoenix wings is unparalleled, it is difficult for a few people to have this extreme speed in the world, originally there are still about a hundred miles away from here, and she felt that this is the key to turning the tide at the last moment.

Li Molan asked, "But why did you want to save me? On the other side is the third disciple of Qiu Ming Mountain, you will definitely not be able to please me." ”

His voice was soft, faint, almost inaudible.

Murong Yuluo said as a matter of course: "How could I not save you?"

The voice was loud, and it was an answer that was far beyond what he had expected.

Li Molan's footsteps paused, and her body stiffened.

Then the pace returned to normal.

He whispered, "Thank you." ”

Hearing these two words, a smile appeared on Murong Yuluo's face, but he didn't say anything.

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(PS: The update is late, sorry (to be continued.) )