"Sorry......"

Hanyue was apologizing, and Fan Li also felt that she should apologize.

Now it's obvious that he is passive, and he is completely applauded by her!

Fan Li felt that he should be angry!

But in the face of the cold moon, there was no anger and interest in his heart, but endless pity.

The woman cried.

With the powerful cultivation of the four grades of the Mahayana realm, the potential of the four swords of Zhuxian is unlimited, and it is uncertain that he may surpass the Empress Yaoguang in the future.

Such a powerful cold moon, but crying pear blossoms with rain.

She finally ended the clumsy kiss and threw herself into Fan Li's arms and cried.

The cry of the cold moon revealed a strong sense of parting.

"Don't worry...... [Heart Mirror] will have another stick of incense time, and it will be automatically untied."

"Luming Academy is safe."

"I'm leaving, but I can't bear to ...... you"

Fan Li felt that Han Yue was talking nonsense.

If you kiss and love, why do you have to separate?

Was she worried about Yaoguang?

Although the empress is strong, I am afraid that she is helpless against the Great Jin Dynasty.

Fan Li can arrange for Hanyue to go to Dajin, or even simply have a showdown with the empress!

With Daming, a strong enemy on his side, Fan Li didn't believe that Yaoguang dared to turn his face against him.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly felt empty in his arms.

A strong sense of uneasiness is coming!

I saw Han Yue take a few steps back, her face was still full of tears, but she forced a sad smile.

"Fan Li."

"The Pure Land has changed, and it is no longer the Pure Land of the past."

"But I still hold fast to the Pure Land in my heart, which is the paradise of all the women in the world who let go of worldly disputes and yearn for peace and tranquility."

"So, I decided to go back."

"I have something that I have to do, it's difficult, but with your four swords of Zhuxian by my side, I believe I can do it."

"After today, there will be a farewell."

"Forgive me for my greed, for fear of being forgotten by you, I use this means...... Let you have me in your heart. ”

Han Yueqiao's face was slightly red.

At this moment, her smile had a faint happiness.

Fan Li's eyes widened!

I want to shout and persuade Hanyue to give up!

She should stay in Dachu, she can do her best to support her, why go to risk alone?

A strong sense of love wells up in Fan Li's chest!

At this moment, his mood is extremely complicated!

As Hanyue said, this relationship was imposed on her by her, and there was an element of false deception.

However, Fan Li did not reject this imposed feeling at all.

He's not sure!

Is he emotionally manipulated, or is he destined to have this day sooner or later?

"I'm leaving."

Hanyue said softly.

She stared at Fan Li's gaze, like a wife, bidding farewell to her husband.

Suddenly!

As if she remembered something, Han Yue grabbed Fan Li's right hand and drew a symbol on the palm of his palm with her fingertips.

The palm was soft and sensitive, and Fan Li immediately recognized the symbol.

It's a question mark!

A few days ago, Fan Li deceived Han Yue, saying that the question mark was invented by himself to mark important people or things.

She even marked herself with a question mark?

A final kiss goodbye.

Han Yue touched Fan Li's lips lightly and turned to leave.

I saw her stepping on the void, and in a few breaths, the figure was already on the edge of the sky.

……

…………

Daci Dynasty, Danxue Mountain.

At the top of the mountain, eight tombs, the cold moon worships one by one.

She finally came to the grave of Jian Xiu Ruyue, knelt down and kowtowed, with a respectful and even humble attitude.

"Hanyue, you are a generation of holy masters, what are you doing kneeling these dead people?"

"The eldest sister ordered you to go to the Chu State to spy on the secrets of Fan Li and the Great Jin Dynasty, I don't think you look like you have completed the task?"

A sharp voice came, revealing a thick disdain.

"You don't care about yourself, but have you ever considered our feelings as Holy Lords?"

Another voice, more charming and enchanting than the former, but also disdainful.

When Han Yue heard this, she got up and saw two familiar figures.

Kinder, the Holy Lord of the Book.

The sound of the Holy Lord of the Piano.

Han Yue looked at the two of them indifferently and did not argue.

Jinde said again: "Cold Moon! The eldest sister and Wei Han Wu Tianzi went to explore the secret realm of Nuwa, and ordered me and Miaoyin to take full charge of Daci matters. You don't know the decency so much, even me and Miaoyin are ashamed together. You say, how are we going to punish you? ”

Some time ago, Han Yue was confined by the empress.

In the eyes of others, this is the cold moon losing the sacred heart.

Jinde and Miaoyin knew the inside story, and they knew that Han Yue was gradually thinking about Fan Li.

Therefore, in the eyes of the two, Hanyue is no different from Qingqiu, who betrayed the Pure Land, and has long been friends and foes.

It's just that the empress hasn't been investigated yet, and Jinde and Miaoyin won't overstep their bounds.

Han Yue was reprimanded, but her expression was still calm.

She only said lightly: "May I ask the two of you, what is the meaning of the existence of the Pure Land?" ”

"Shelter the suffering women of the world." Jinde snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You are the Holy Lord of the Sword, and you have forgotten the purpose of the Pure Land?" ”

Miaoyin felt that something was wrong, and wrinkled her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?" Could it be that you are sarcastic about us? ”

Hanyue did not answer this question directly.

She pointed to a row of eight simple tombs and said softly, "They also have this purpose in mind, and they have traveled thousands of miles to the Pure Land. As a result, we killed him. ”

"Shut up!"

Kinder and Miaoyin scolded in unison.

"Bold!"

"Hanyue, do you really think that if you comprehended the Four Swords Sword Intent some time ago, your combat power will surpass me and others?"

"You dare to speak disrespectfully and slander the eldest sister and our reputation!"

Why the eight people including Chasing the Moon died, the ordinary subjects of the Daci Dynasty may not know.

However, when you reach the level of the Holy Lord, you must know the truth.

The more annoyed and angry Jinde and Miaoyin became, the more disappointed and detached Hanyue looked at them.

"Cold Moon!"

"You kneel down and admit your mistake now, and then self-proclaim to imprison us!"

"Wait until the eldest sister comes back, and then ask her to send you personally."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

As Jinde's words fell, books with golden covers appeared around her.

This is exactly the Confucianism, Taoism, and spiritual treasure [female virtue] she cultivates.

The aura erupted from Jinde's body, and the golden light was brilliant and gorgeous.

The three grades of cultivation in the Mahayana realm are trembling, and even the entire Danxue Mountain trembles for it.

The cold moon on the opposite side was unmoved.

The fierce and strong wind stirred up by the eruption of Jinde's aura was completely dissipated until a foot in front of Han Yue.

Seeing that his coercion was completely ineffective against Han Yue, Jinde's face instantly turned red.

Zheng~!

A golden iron horse-like piano sounded, accompanied by a sky-high aura.

A aura that is more majestic than Jinde erupts from Miao Yin's body!

She is the fifth rank of the Mahayana realm, and her cultivation is more profound than Jinde, and she is also stronger than the cold moon of the fourth rank of Mahayana.

At least, in terms of grade.

"Huh, Cold Moon?" Miao Yin said with great confidence: "Sisters, I'll give you a chance, kneel down, and self-proclaimed cultivation." Otherwise, die! ”

The last word 'death', Miao Yin said provocatively, clearly wanting to provoke the cold moon to fight.

If there is a war, you will see life and death!

After many years of sisterhood with the Holy Lord, she did not hesitate at all.

Han Yue stared at the two Holy Lords for a long time, and finally had an attitude.

Out of the sword.

Out of four swords.