"Not this way?" Mo Yun asked suspiciously, following behind her.

Ming Ruo didn't look back, smiled proudly, and said: "I am the peak master of Wujian Peak, and Wujian Cave is naturally within my jurisdiction!

"Then senior brother, they ......!"

"Don't ask!" Ming Ruo glared at him with disgust, and then said angrily: "I won't harm them, let alone you! You kid is a spiritual body, how can you be the same as them! What I want to take you to is the real Wujian Cave!"

"The real Wujian Cave, what does it mean?" Mo Yun paused and didn't follow.

Stamping his foot in shame, Mingruo walked up to him. There was another burst of fresh aroma, and I couldn't help but feel my heart swaying and lose my mind.

"Look at you, ...... again"

"It's true that this is the Wujian Cave, but it's just the periphery of the Wujian Cave! The real Wujian Cave is very strange, and it contains a lot of sword intent left over from sword cultivation, as long as you comprehend a trace and become a swordsman, it's still no problem!" After speaking, he looked at him with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Senior brother, can't they come?"

"If you want them to die, just call them!Do you think that everyone is qualified to enter the Wujian Cave?" Ming Ruo's tone was rarely harsh, "Except for you, who can withstand the pressure inside! Sword intent, not everyone can afford it, and they won't explode and die!"

Mo Yun was immediately taken aback, it was a matter of life, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly asked: "There will be a danger to my life, and you want me to go in, isn't this harmful to me?" If he didn't have the frame of the peak master, he wouldn't have any scruples when he spoke, just like a small talk between friends.

"You ......!" Ming Ruoyu pointed at his head, took his right hand, and walked forward. The latter clenched almost reflexively. She blushed before she snorted, "Stinky boy, I won't harm you! You are a spirit body, you can kill a master like Fang Wuji with only a fifth-order swordsman, is your strength comparable to them? Although you are a little dangerous, you will not lose your life!"

"Why are you so kind to me?" Mo Yun asked blankly.

The Lord of Wujian Peak was slightly stunned, the thought flashed in his heart, his face was hot for a while, and he couldn't help but turn his face away, and said, "Don't ask!" But the tone doesn't feel right!

"Oh, you really won't hurt me!" he asked again.

"You...... Don't speak!" Mingruo stomped her feet angrily, but she was like a little girl. She pulled Mo Yun through a wall. Yes, it's a wall! Mo Yun thought he would hit it, but he actually passed through, and after a while, he reacted and asked excitedly: "Is this a ban?"

"Of course!" Ming Ruo replied proudly, and he couldn't hide the smugness between his eyebrows.

Forbidden, that is a means that only masters above the Sword Sect can do! Does this mean that there are masters of the Sword Sect in the Sword Xuan Sect? The thought in his heart flashed away, and he immediately became indifferent.

If there is a master of the Sword Sect, it is impossible for the Sword Xuan Sect to only rank among the three hundred and sixty-five sects of the True Domain.

Sword Sect, cultivating into a sword body, the sharp qi is integrated into the body, which can greatly strengthen the physical body. At this point, the meridians and bones all over the body have given birth to sharp edges, at least they can be compared to low-level real soldiers. And once you reach the limit, comprehend Kenshin by chance, and you will truly enter the legendary realm.

"Aren't you surprised, where have all the ancestors of my Sword Xuanzong for more than seven generations gone?" Ming Ruo suddenly said without a head, which made the second monk Mo Yunzhang confused. However, she continued: "As you think, the Sword Xuanzong does have a master of the Sword Sect!

Speaking of this, Mingruo's body rose with a momentum, proud of all things, like immortals and gods.

"When the sword cultivator reaches the Sword King, the longevity will increase, the Sword Monarch can live for two hundred years, and the master of the Sword Sect can almost reach a thousand years! The legendary powerhouse realm will naturally last longer, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is immortal! Stinky boy...... Mingruo's words were unexpectedly solemn, her shining eyes stared at him, and she exhaled like an orchid.

"You are a spirit and have the potential to set foot in the legendary realm, how can you bury it here!Therefore, you must succeed no matter what, don't let me down!"

Mo Yun looked stunned, and almost blurted out: "I definitely won't!"

Said, a breath of turbid breath exhaled, only to look at Ming Ruo's delicate face, the tone solemn and solemn: "Definitely not! My ambition is to step on the peak! My road is the road to battle! I will definitely use the sword in my hand to overcome thorns and thorns, and I will move forward! Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!"

The sharp edge contained in the body burst out, his eyes were like electricity, looking at her with burning heat, his fighting spirit rose, his black hair was flying, the frost desolation sword was in his hand, and the golden light was swirling, and it fell suddenly!

Ming Ruo's eyes rippled, looking at this boundless and fierce cyan figure, he bowed his head and said: "Stinky boy, I believe in you! My intuition tells me that my choice is not wrong!"

She took Mo Yun's hand and continued: "Don't ask anything now, one day, I will tell you, it's not time yet! Your strength is still too weak! Time, what is most lacking now is time!"

"Is my strength still too weak?" Mo Yun muttered to himself, but between his eyebrows was the persistence and perseverance that refused to admit defeat.

"Stinky boy, don't be too anxious, take your time step by step!" Mingruo seemed to feel that he was anxious, and couldn't help but say comfort.

He shook his head and replied: "Since this is the case, then I will catch up step by step and keep improving! The battle between life and death is the most important thing to hone my will, and only when the battle does not stop, can I continue to advance! One day, there will be no one in front of me who can catch up, only the peaks, waiting for me to climb!"

A pair of wonderful eyes stared at him, and there was an indescribable temptation. Ming Ruo slowly stretched out his jade hand, stroked his head, let out a long breath, his eyes flashed a touch of gloom, and said with a little sentimentality: "It's not that I forced you, don't blame me!"

Looking at the immaculate face that was close at hand, an impulse rose from the bottom of his heart, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and quietly withdrew his palm, and then shook his head and said, "No one can force me, I don't want to, no one can force me! Uncle Ming, I know that my strength is poor, and I don't have the qualifications to know many things, so I ...... I don't mean to blame anyone, I just feel awkward in my heart!"

Ming Ruo sighed, turned around and walked forward slowly, Mo Yun followed closely behind.

"There are some things that you know will become a drag! How can this world be so simple? If you want, you can call me Aunt Ming!"

"Aunt Ming?" the figure behind him was stunned.

"What, you don't want to?" Mingruo's voice was a little unhappy, looking a little unhappy.

Mo Yun raised his head, but just saw Ming Ruozheng staring at him angrily, he panicked in his heart, and hurriedly shouted, "Aunt Ming!"

Ming Ruo smiled with satisfaction, she looked at him meaningfully, with a joke on the corner of her mouth: "Don't you think I'm interesting to you, stinky boy!"

was told the central matter, Rao was with his concentration, and he couldn't help but suddenly, but he saw Mingruo's soft hands clasped together, his face seemed to be smiling, staring at him without speaking. As a result, the atmosphere is gradually ambiguous.

The embarrassed Mo Yun turned his head weakly, not daring to look at Ming Ruo's shining eyes.

"A stinky boy with a colored heart and no lustful guts!" Ming Ruo scolded lightly, covering his mouth and chuckling, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring, very warm.

The faint care made him feel a warm current in his heart. He couldn't remember how many years it had been that no one cared for him like that.

stroked his head with pity, and lightly admonished: "Remember, I am your Aunt Ming, don't think about it!"

As soon as the words came out, even she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't help but blush, and an irrepressible shyness rose. Although Ming Ruo has practiced for hundreds of years and has set foot in the cultivation of Sword Monarch, he is still alone, and he is relatively cold to people on weekdays.

But in front of the cyan figure, she tore off her mask and revealed her innocent little woman's posture. For some reason, the figure in front of her was not tall, which made her want to tease.

This is purely the love of the elders for the younger generations, revealing a faint warmth.

Mo Yun looked at Mingruo, who was smiling like a flower, and replied in a daze: "I ......"

"Don't speak, I just want you to remember!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again, seeing that he was depressed, Mingruo was in a good mood, and there was a burst of laughter like silver bells. It seems that I haven't felt this way for many years!

With her hands on her shoulders, she slowly approached Mo Yun, looked at him carefully, always with a smile on her face, and said something numb: "I don't know your thoughts?

At this point, she sighed faintly.

A fresh breath like an orchid kept rushing into his nose, and a hot breath came from his ears, which was sultry. The white and immaculate face was almost close to his face, and every extremely fine hair and skin could be clearly seen, and the white and red were revealing a healthy atmosphere, and the proud and upright twin peaks were close at hand, and a bottomless ravine in the middle was looming under the light veil. His nose was hot, he only felt that his face was red and his ears were red, his eyes were all the time, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

If Ming Ruo was, the dignified Sword Monarch, how could he not hear such a loud voice in the empty cave. She was stunned and looked at Mo Yun in confusion.

Following his gaze, Ming Ruo immediately understood. The posture of the two clinging to each other looks very ambiguous. Her cheeks immediately flushed as if she had ripened an apple, her ears were hot, and her heart was like a deer crashing into a panic.

She stomped her foot angrily, patted him on the head lightly and heavily, took a step back, and reprimanded: "Stinky boy, it's actually a little pervert, even your Aunt Ming ......"

Mo Yun only felt that he was wronged, but he didn't dare to say more, he lowered his head slightly, and didn't dare to look at her who was angry.

"There will be no next time!" Seeing that he bowed his head and was silent, he seemed to know that he was wrong, and his heart softened, and he couldn't help but whisper softly. After the ambiguity just now, she was embarrassed to touch his head again, but just got a little closer.

Stinky boy, even if you are interested, how can there be a result between us!

She forced a smile and said, "Okay, don't be angry with you!let's go!" After speaking, she stretched out her slender jade hand, pulled Mo Yun up without any scruples, held it tightly in her hand, and then walked forward.