"Hey, I'm far away with a hook. Why, no? Yue 103's words were very hard, but his confidence was not enough, so he had to try his best to raise his head and chest forward, with full momentum.

"It turned out to be sneaking out." Wei Shu covered her lips and chuckled.

It's just that the laughter seems to be a little too light, just like the duck-like voice in the ears, which often makes people forget that the speaker is actually holding a sharp weapon.

Separated by half a wall, the two looked at each other from afar, knowing each other, but they never broke each other.

A gust of wind passes, and the light of the eyes is touched.

Vague memories swayed, and in the darkness, the scrolls slowly opened, and the candlelight moved to a corner, revealing some old things.

Yue 103 and Aqisi are indeed acquainted.

It's like Hook Eight and Akith know each other.

Of course, there is a slight difference between the two.

Akith's familiarity with Hook Eight is limited to martial arts moves, which seem to have come from countless life-and-death fights. And the familiarity between Aqisi and Yue 103 is not only limited to martial arts, but also comes with a bit of incense.

Naturally, such a little affection is far from being close, and as for kindness, there is a little bit of it.

Wei Shu pursed her lips.

Goodwill.

These two words are like plum kernels pressed against the bottom of the tongue, and the longer you chew them, the more you feel embarrassed.

"Aha, I'll teach you to know, I'm eight or five now." The duck-like voice was extremely low, almost like a whisper, but the emotion in his tone was extremely distinct.

Then, the figure in the corner of the wall stood proudly, with his chin facing up, and the words "I am amazing" were written all over the body.

The peacock blue spectacle obscured his face, and the wide robe hid his figure, but Wei Shu still saw his portrait in the dark scroll:

A teenager with messy hair.

Perhaps, on that young man's face, there is also a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

"How old are you? Are you over 14 years old? Wei Shu staggered the topic.

It was out of her own curiosity.

It is surprising that a young man who is younger than Aqisi has cultivated such a strange weapon.

At this moment, the whirling shadows in the rain rotated endlessly, and in the whispering sound, the transparent rain curtain seemed to be torn apart by the invisible wind blade, revealing a line of gloom after the rain.

The boy was visibly upset.

But he still desperately wanted to hide this childish dissatisfaction, and desperately wanted to make himself look more like an adult, so he still held his head high.

This exaggerated action could not hide the rooster-like aura emanating from his body, but became more and more childish, and it made people forget more and more how the thin wind blade broke through the heavy rain and took off a human head.

Wei Shu smiled in her eyes, and her gaze stopped between the young man and the swirling light, impartially.

"You want to care?" After a while, the boy snorted and said this.

After speaking, his right palm stood up.

The whistling sound immediately stopped, and the swirling light also stopped, revealing its true face:

A blade as thin as a cicada's wing, with a curved blade facing backwards.

The silver moon-like body reflects the dark clouds of the sky, and the long chain of the same material connected to the handle of the jade is wrapped around the wrist of the young man's ripe wheat.

Meteor Yue.

It is also nicknamed "Meteor by Moon".

This is a familiar weapon in Akis's memory, but it is the first time she has seen it for Wei Shu, and she can't help but be a little surprised.

Yue is a heavy weapon, originally used in the army in ancient times in close combat, and then there were two hands on the rivers and lakes, but there are few people to use one-handed Yue. Now, this single Yue is not only reappeared, but also connected with a long chain, taking the shape of a meteor hammer, which is more and more difficult to perform.

It is rumored that this kind of strange weapon was created by a certain hero of the previous dynasty, the moves are strange, the method is unique, can be long-range attack or melee combat, when it is deployed, it is beautiful, has the ability to confuse the enemy, if it is practiced, it will be able to stand alone.

"Hey, didn't you hear me? I'm a big guy now! Yue - eight - five! ”

The young man's voice was still very low, but his tone was clearly a little anxious, and he said his own rank twice in a row, and the eyes hidden behind the puppet were like stars on a summer night, clean and simple, like all ordinary teenagers in this world.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Wei Shu inexplicably gave birth to a strange smile, but when the words came out, they turned into sincere congratulations:

"Yue Eighty-five, congratulations, you are in the top again."

There was a soft and suppressed "cooing" sound behind the tool, and Wei Shu's eyes seemed to show the bright appearance of a young man who wanted to laugh and tried his best to hold back.

A chill suddenly rose from the back of my heart, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on my arms.

At this moment, the young man's figure suddenly moved.

In less than a breath of time, the stars on the meteor lit up and flickered, like a candle flame blown by a swift wind, and in an instant, the figure raised its head again, and said proudly:

"It's just a few people moving forward, and it's not worth mentioning. You wait, when I practice the next thirteen forms, I will definitely be able to surpass all of you and rise to the top. ”

"How do I remember you said before that there are only six styles in the back?" Wei Shu smiled, and without waiting for the young man to reply, she covered her lips again and whispered:

"Ah, I'm afraid I'm mistaken. Sorry. Then I wish you success in advance, Yue Eighty-Five. ”

The boy fell silent abruptly.

And so, the fluttering jumps and scattered, and he was like an inappropriate stone statue standing in the corner, gloomy and strange.

Wei Shu pulled up her sleeves and leaned idly by the door, ignoring this situation, and still laughed to herself: "You haven't answered me yet, what are you doing in White Frost City?" ”

The gloomy aura dissipated, and the young man's body stiffened obviously, like a child who had been caught by an adult when he was naughty, and after a while, he straightened his chest again, and said in a false voice: "You, can you manage it?" ”

It was as if the brief change had never been seen.

The boy is still a teenager, simple, clean, silly, and his eyes are as bright as the stars of a summer night.

For a moment, the person in front of him seemed to be really that kind of young man, and Wei Shu almost believed it.

However, the wind and rain hit the sky, and these emotions were extinguished.

"I don't bother to care about you. Then why do you bother with me? Wei Shu's chin tilted to the side, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the other party for a moment:

"Tell me why you cut off the man's head?"

The one who cut off the head of the old figure was the weird meteor sword.

Long before the boy made a move, Wei Shu had already been aware, but the situation was critical at that time, she rescued the girl, and the boy's life was hanging by a thread, Wei Shu could not deduce the intention of the comer, so he had to take the latter to avoid being controlled by others.

When the young man heard this, his tense shoulders relaxed a little, as if to say, "So you are asking such a thing that is not too tight", touched the back of his head, "hehe" and smiled:

"I saw that you had a killing machine, so I helped you."

The peacock blue gauge hid his expression, but made the tone of his movements more exaggerated, and with each word, a faint blue light floated above the mould, like the tide rising and falling in the moonlight, as amazing as the treacherous weapon.