The sun was setting, and the twilight was four, Song Yi pushed open the door and returned to his courtyard.

Putting the scroll in the bedroom and putting it away, Song Yi took a deep breath, feeling his anxious heart gradually calm down.

In less than three hours, the fifteen-day deadline was up.

When will Mo Qingning come, Song Yi doesn't think about it, and he doesn't make any guesses, the matter has come to this point, face it calmly, now that he has comprehended himself in the first six layers, he is much more powerful than that day, and it is a big deal to fight with him again, and he will die beautifully.

In short, the principle is not to beg for mercy, not to back down, and not to run away.

Song Yi simply had dinner, took a bath, and then picked up the key to the Baiyun Zheng courtyard, rushed to the foot of the mountain, opened the door and entered the house, and saluted respectfully towards the portrait of the master.

If you really can't survive tonight, you can give the master an incense stick before you die, and you will also be able to complete the apprentice's etiquette, but the little senior brother is there......

I don't know where the little brother is now, and what is he doing?

Thinking of this, Song Yi's heart suddenly moved, calculating the time, and suddenly brightened-

The one-month period when the little brother went out happened to be today!

In this way, if the little brother can come back on time, maybe it will be ...... At least the little senior brother would never sit back and watch himself being slashed by Mo Qingning's sword, would he?

As long as the little brother comes back, he won't be able to die!

So, as long as you don't give him a trick to kill in seconds, try to delay the time......

Song Yi's heart was rekindled with hope, and the dark ending of mortality seemed to suddenly become bright.

Back in his courtyard, Song Yi saw Ye Ming and Luo Zhen standing in front of the door.

"Why are you here?"

"Where did you go?" Seeing him coming over in a hurry, Ye Ming was a little angry, and said in a loud voice: "The fifteen-day deadline is coming today, Senior Brother Qingning is out of the customs, how are you prepared?"

Luo Zhen looked Song Yi up and down, shook his head and sighed, as if he had no hope for him.

“...... I haven't comprehended the last layer yet. Song Yi told the truth, he had nothing to hide from the two friends.

Predictable.

To tell the truth, Song Yi's ability to break through the sixth layer was already very amazing, hearing his answer, neither of them said anything, Ye Ming took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Song Yi's hand: "Take it, while the master is away, I stole a few pills from his room, as long as you don't kill him with a move, you can quickly raise it back by eating this." ”

"No, well. "How dare Song Yi accept it, doesn't this affect Ye Ming to pick up a layer of skin for his master?

"Don't talk nonsense, I can explain it to Master, so you can leave it alone. ”

Song Yi couldn't refuse, so he could only accept it, and Luo Zhen said to him again: "Show me the sword." ”

Song Yi handed him the sword, Luo Zhen closed his eyes, his fingers carefully stroked the blade of the sword, and nodded slightly: "The damage is very subtle, and it is no problem to use it at all." But the sword I forged, its own quality is far inferior to Senior Brother Qingning's 'Chengying but Evil', it is something with a history, it can be called a divine product, looking at the Yuequan Sect, only the god of the town sect enshrined there can suppress him. ”

"Zhen Sect Artifact?" Song Yi heard it for the first time, and couldn't help but ask, "But that Zhaoyue Immortal Sword?"

"That's right, it's the Zhaoyue Immortal Sword, a relic left by the founding ancestor of the Moon Spring Sect. Luo Zhen sighed and returned the sword to Song Yi: "Do your best, we won't go back tonight, watching you from the periphery." ”

"Don't, don't. Song Yi waved his hand again and again: "You guys watching from the side, it will only make me unable to concentrate, but I don't play well, it's better to have no distractions." Go back, get some sleep, and come back to me early tomorrow morning...... Bandage the wound. ”

He almost blurted out "collect the corpse", and felt very unlucky, so he changed his words abruptly, and at this time, the figure of the little senior brother happened to flash in Song Yi's mind, and he immediately felt like he had taken a reassuring pill.

Isn't there a backhand for this?

As long as the little brother comes back on time, everything will not be a problem.

Ye Ming and Luo Zhen looked at him and didn't speak, as if this was the last conversation between each other in the world, Song Yi showed them a little weak and a little frustrated, but they still didn't let go, and only persuaded them to go back quickly.

Song Yi himself is not sure, if there are really friends on the periphery staring at him and fighting Mo Qingning, will it affect his performance? But he can be sure that if he really beats Mo Qingning all over the ground and is dying, Ye Ming and Luo Zhen will never sit idly by, even if they know that they are invincible, they will jump out to stop it, at that time, will Mo Qingning let him go because of the presence of his junior and disciples, or will he clean up all together?

Song Yi didn't dare, let alone gambled, his own affairs should be faced by himself, and Ye Ming and Luo Zhen could not be implicated.

“...... Take care. ”

"Hmm. ”

Persuading the two of them away, Song Yi returned to the room, suddenly remembered something, and took out something from the cabinet: the spirit gathering body that Bai Yunzheng left for him when he left.

The black sphere lay silently on the silk cloth, and a dark red halo swirled in it, like an inextinguishable spark. Song Yi stared at the little black ball, slowly sat down on the ground, and thought about it repeatedly in his heart.

The little brother said...... If you really can't hold on and are desperate, you can consider using this.

Gathering spirit bodies can improve cultivation, if you absorb the fire spirit qi in it, and you haven't been able to break through the seventh layer of the flowing spring heart technique, will you be able to break through it in one fell swoop?

Song Yi didn't know, and the little senior brother hadn't talked about it, maybe he could take a gamble?

He stretched out his hand and pinched this little thing in the palm of his hand, ready to urge the true qi in his body, but he just fired it, but he immediately stopped it.

Use it when you're desperate......

No, it hasn't arrived yet.

It's not time to be cornered yet.

At the last moment, Song Yi changed his mind, he felt that he had not reached the point of exhaustion, far from it. Mo Qingning has no grievances with him, and the Liuquan heart is only the last layer away, and the little senior brother is on the way back...... The situation shouldn't be too bad.

After this hurdle, he will only face more dangers in the future, and now it is only a short month, and even the Yuequan Sect has not yet gone out, so it is too early to consider what "cornered" is, too early.

Song Yi didn't believe that tonight was his death.

With a long sigh of relief, he put this spirit gathering body back, and practiced swordsmanship for a while in the courtyard, and spent more time recuperating his true qi, meditating and concentrating, and silently passing over the bits and pieces of this time in his mind.

From waking up for the first time to saying goodbye to the little brother;

From the first conversation of the voice in the head, to a person and a soul becoming brothers who care about each other;

From the waste of swordsmanship and heart to the stagnation of the swordsmanship, to the further breakthrough of a hundred feet;

from Gao Zhan's first door-to-door provocation to facing Ji Yushu;

In just one month, his ignorant blank paper has been involved in the competition of several forces;

Luo Zhen gave the sword, Ye Ming passed on the news, the two friends have been taking care of themselves, even in the ten days of rapid progress, they also came over from time to time to take a look, but did not bother in any way. With the two of them here, Song Yi can practice without distractions, and finally have what he has today.

Unconsciously, the blue-black night became thicker and thicker, and a bright moon reached the zenith, and midnight had quietly arrived.

Song Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the last round of pranayama had just ended. At this moment, his whole body was refreshed, his limbs were full of strength, the true qi in his body was stable and smooth, and his demonic breath quietly stopped in the dark abyss, waiting to be summoned.

Standing up and lifting his sword, Song Yi walked out of the door step by step.

In the courtyard, Mo Qingning had quietly arrived, looking at the direction from which Song Yi was coming, and treated each other with his hands.

The night breeze blew, the clothes of the two were lightly raised, the zenith moon was bright and clear, and it was like daylight in all directions, and it also reflected Mo Qingning's face more and more like water, his eyes were like frost, and the long sword behind him was full of flowing brilliance, which was the shadow but evil sword that Luo Zhen admired.

"I've seen Senior Brother Qingning. ”

Walking forward, Song Yi stood a foot away from him, and made a standard ceremony for juniors to meet their seniors.

"Senior brother doesn't need to be polite, and senior brother won't change the previous agreement because of your politeness. ”

As soon as Mo Qingning raised his hand, Song Yi only felt that the familiar wind swept in, thick and warm, without any hostility, and his body stood up straight, looking at Mo Qingning in pairs.

"Not politely, but gratefully. Song Yi said sincerely: "Senior brother gave me the heart of Liuquan, I have the friendship of half a teacher, no matter what the result of tonight's battle is, there should be a thank you ceremony, this is one of the thanks; yesterday afternoon, the senior brother in the main court of the lower court for me to relieve the siege, this is the second thanks. ”

It's not that Song Yi is currying favor with him against his will, one yard to one yard.

Song Yi's self-evaluation belongs to the kind of people who are sensible earlier, and he has long developed an attitude of treating things and not people, even if relatives and friends make mistakes, he will mention them tactfully, and will never unconditionally shield and indulge. Because of this, he doesn't have many friends in wine and meat, but he has made one or two like-minded confidants.

In today's matter, Song Yi understood that the reason why the 15-day agreement between himself and Mo Qingning could be established was because he took on this challenge. If he admits defeat and begs for mercy that day, and refuses to accept this offer, Mo Qingning will not be able to force himself to practice.

Once the agreement is made, it must be practiced, and Song Yi will try his best to save his life, even if he pins some of his hopes on Bai Yunzheng who is rushing back.

Hearing his words, Mo Qingning's eyes moved, staring at Song Yi silently, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Yun Zheng mentioned you several times before, but he didn't know you for various reasons. Now that I think about it, I should have gotten to know my junior brother earlier, and I regretted it because I didn't face each other today. Perhaps, this is the fate of the world, and it is always difficult to be comprehensive. ”

"Senior brother said this, do you think that I can't get a way out of you? ”

After that, Song Yi raised his sword and pointed at Mo Qingning.

Mo Qingning smiled indifferently, closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and the long sword behind him flew out and landed firmly in his palm.

At the moment when Mo Qingning held the hilt of the sword, Song Yi suddenly saw a flower in front of him, he didn't see Mo Qingning's movements at all, he had already deceived him, and the cold light burst out in his sight, but the evil sword had already slashed towards his shoulder!

So fast?!

Song Yi was shocked, raised his sword to block, only to hear a sonorous sound, and the two of them struck each other fiercely! Song Yi felt a huge force pressing on his head, like a violent wind, like a huge wave, hitting his whole body down, and a few cracks faintly appeared on the solid blue brick ground.

A move was blocked, Mo Qingning immediately drew his sword and retreated, Song Yi was shocked to find that he didn't have a back hand for the hit just now, and he didn't even use his true qi to try the move, and he was also instinctively blocked in a hurry, and it became a pure test of the strength of the muscles and bones.