382. Haven't you had enough of it
The sword light Fang came out of Kunlun and couldn't wait to fold into the sky, and before the flocks of birds came back to their senses, they had already disappeared into the distance towards the sun.
Luoyang once thought that Kunlun was far away, but now he found that the demon world was even farther, so far away that he could not see the shadow of the clouds for thousands of miles, and so far away that even if he recited the Qingjing Sutra silently, he could not wipe away the dusty Lingtai.
I don't know how long it took, finally, the boundary monument was near, the two realms of the mountains were near, this time there was no demon blocking the way, Luoyang rode the wind straight into the port, and without waiting for the sword to threaten, the teleportation array opened silently.
"Thank you for your help, a little broken spirit, please drink. ”
The sound was transmitted into his ears, and the sergeant put away the formation talisman, steadily caught the spirit stone that fell in front of him, and looked up, the Terran sword went straight into the teleportation array, and the appearance of his eyebrows flying was very infectious, making all his colleagues stiffly hook the corners of their mouths.
After fifteen cities like this, the holy mountain is getting closer and closer, Qiongxiao has a purple rhyme, and on the top of the mountain, the four poles are full of heavenly flags.
Luoyang was even more happy, but the flying sword slowed down, and he couldn't help but think, what if Nanli didn't agree?
If you don't agree, you will rob it, but Nan Mo is also there, the father and son soldiers are in battle, the two are the best, they know the roots, it's not easy to start!
You said that you just went back to Kunlun why you forgot to bring Nan Yi's kid, at this moment, it is always good to have a chip in your hand, patriarchal, maybe you will agree to exchange......
However, it's not too late to think about this now, I won't say it, the two of you have never been to Kunlun, how can you know that Nan Yi is not in my hands.
If I see Nannuo, if there are only fifteen steps, no, if there is only ten steps away, with the Yama ghost face, even if I take Nanno, father and son will not be able to stop me!
Finalizing the calculation, Luoyang took a deep breath, like a talented man who entered the Beijing examination, with firmness in his eyes, and eight phases of promise and two points of urgency in his heart.
"Junior Luoyang, meet Nanmo's seniors. ”
"Come in, you kid is standing outside the palace gate, his face is constantly changing, his eyes are bright and dark, I really can't see what you're calculating?"
Nan Mo shouted at the top of his voice, as if he was afraid that a demon would not be able to hear, Luoyang looked around, confirmed that there was no formation trapped in the void, calmly flew into the courtyard, glanced at the fire crow on the tree, the sword intent was put away, smiled like a warm sun, chewed the words, and planned to shoot one or two horses to show the enemy to be weak.
"The predecessors are discerning, and the wisdom is unprecedented, and there is no one who has come after me, how dare I make a mistake in front of my predecessors?"
"Hahaha, people say that Kunlun Sword Cultivation doesn't ask for Quzhong, but now it seems that he can't help it. ”
"The flowing clouds change with the wind, and the clouds are determined by the clouds, in front of the predecessors, who can really dare to take it in the straight?"
"Hahaha, okay, that's a good point, but you still can't see glutinous glutinous if you can't climb this mountain, merit is merit, passing is passing, can't be mixed up!"
Luoyang raised his eyebrows, looked at the long-lost holy mountain, and couldn't help but chuckle, with a bit of frivolity in his words, "Senior, but you want to stop me in person?"
"I won't bully the small, this mountain is full of young talents of my demon clan, brave after shame, the more defeated the more they fight, I'm not afraid that you will grind them off, are you afraid?"
Luoyang knew that this was Nan Mo's deliberate remarks, and there must be other calculations in the mountains, but Luoyang didn't care, showing arrogance, and stepped forward and said: "Dust is like a tide and people are like water, only sigh a few people in the rivers and lakes, the predecessors are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"
After saying that, the sword entered the mountain, holding the wooden sword, and did not wait for the strange blood demon to raise his spear and swing his sword to slash down......
Seven or eight flowers remain, two or three trees fall, white clothes win snow, wooden sword has no edge, one step back ten enemies, the road ahead is my way, and the sun is described, this scene is picturesque, only if you have seen it, you can not forget the vicissitudes of life.
"Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh a few people in the rivers and lakes to ......"
"Rabbit cub, in the end, Chen Yu's baby, there are a lot of things hidden, but it's useless, this is Lao Tzu's territory, as long as you don't see glutinous glutinous, whether it's round or deflated, you can only knead it by me!"
Nan Mo looked at the picturesque scene, muttered a few words to himself, looked at the fire crow that fell back to the branch, hummed a small tune proudly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the palace.
The water spilled by the married baby is getting less and less time together, so you have to cherish it.
Three steps and one volt, ten steps and one enemy, this tortuous mountain road is very difficult to walk, such as Li Menghan, Guo Feng has seen a lot of strong enemies, such as the blood demon boy There are also a lot of new strong enemies, even the sheath in his hand can break thousands of troops, but he still can't stop Luoyang.
The wooden sword has never been sheathed, but with a stick of incense, Luoyang proudly climbed to the top, overlooking the mountains.
"Very good, let's fight, you're too slow, Nanno can't wait to go down the mountain. ”
Seeing Luoyang ascend to the top, Nanli got up under the banner of the four poles, cold, and his face was gloomy like water, which was more ugly than the pickles that some insects love to push.
Even if he didn't like this face, Luoyang still hugged his fist and saluted, chuckled and turned down the mountain, different from when he went up the mountain, this time there were a lot fewer enemies, most of them were ugly, and when they moved, they would transmit two or three sounds, saying words like "I can't help myself, my subordinates are merciful".
Nan Li looked at it condescendingly, unexpectedly, today's Luoyang seems to be very easy to speak, but if it is to say hello, those who don't really do it are all pointed, giving the second son of these families enough face.
After a half-incense, Luoyang walked into the mountain, looked at the unguarded palace gate, strode into the deep palace, and re-entered the hospital after exhausting the road, still unable to see the fire crow full of trees, and was about to urge the sword intent, the red-robed waiter walked quickly, bowed, reached out and said, and said with a smile: "Childe, please here." ”
Luoyang returned the salute, followed closely behind the waiter, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more infectious, he liked the festive red dress of the waiter, whether it was a conspiracy or a coincidence, he liked it.
Passing through several courtyards one after the other, the light laughter entered the ears, Luoyang's footsteps were chaotic, and the attendant led to the small garden gate in front of him, and turned to leave.
Luoyang stepped into the garden, even if there were gorgeous summer flowers, the small bridge and flowing water still saw the red-dressed witch sitting on the swing like an elf.
Seeing Luoyang coming, Nan Mo's smile instantly dissipated, his face darkened, and he admonished: "There is still an hour, you can play with her, if she doesn't want you to force it, otherwise the old man will personally lead the soldiers and horses to step on the Two Realms Mountain." ”
Luoyang When this nonsense was like a spring breeze, he quickly stepped forward and squeezed away Nan Mo, looking at the girl who just fell back, and neatly lost the wooden sword, like the scene of old times, gently pushing, carefully protecting. Jing Ai Books
People are not old, swings are not old, everything is the same.
The shadow of the tree was slightly oblique, and the fragrance of flowers once again picked up Nannuo's green silk, Luoyang looked at the girl's side face, and gradually relaxed her strength.
The swing shadow was fixed, no longer facing the flowing clouds, bowing his head and approaching the grass, Nan Nuo slowly got up, reached out to summon the Sauvignon Blanc in the forest, drew the sword out of the sheath, pointed obliquely at the ground, and said coldly: "I heard that your swordsmanship is the best in the world, come, and this girl has two moves." ”
Luoyang nodded, picked up the wooden sword that he had just thrown away, and saluted with a sword, before he could say anything, the Sauvignon Blanc had already been cut down, the sword arc was bright, fast enough, hateful enough, but straight to the point, there was no discipline.
Such a sword could not even hurt an ordinary Kunlun disciple, let alone Luoyang.
The white robe was gentle, just moving sideways Sauvignon Blanc landed in the air, Nan Nuo pouted angrily, led the sword to attack again, cut and picked, and slashed out four swords in one go.
Luoyang glanced at the setting sun, drifted back in the wind, towards the holy mountain, Nan Nuo's mind was all on the sword, thinking about how to win, he didn't care about Luoyang's careful thinking at all, the sword momentum was getting faster and faster, more and more powerful.
One hid, one chased, one made trouble, one laughed, all the way up the mountain to cause the leaves to fall and the flowers withered.
Approaching the edge of the cliff, the fluttering leaves were dancing towards the intoxicating sunset, Luoyang stopped, his body swayed slightly, and he appeared just right in front of Nannuo's originally failed sword blade.
"Keep people under the sword, keep people under the sword......"
"Hmph, what is the first sword cultivation of the Six Realms, it's not that I can't get out of the sword by chasing me!"
"With you, I will always be the second in the Six Realms. ”
Luoyang chuckled and put away the wooden sword, turned to look at the sunset, Nan Nuo followed the young man's gaze, the fire burned the flowing clouds, the birds returned to their nests, the sunset was infinitely good, just near dusk, very beautiful and short, just like her time......
"Show your real skills, you won't have this only ability!"
She didn't want to disappear, let alone her parents to bear the sorrow, she was in a dilemma, in a dilemma, she couldn't say it, she could only put her feelings in the sword, hoping that he could understand.
It may be a mistake, or it may be a deep love, this sword is the sword of extreme love handed over to Nan Nuo by Qi Tianxiang, which caused Qiu Cicada to warn first.
Luoyang calmly retreated, perceiving the sorrow and suffering words in the sword, and the progress cloud sword opened the Sauvignon Blanc, and retreated to Nannuo's side and slashed out a sword.
He understood his sword, Nan Nuo's subconsciously tightly knit brows slowly stretched, put away the sword and stood quietly, looking at the sunset, feeling lucky, in a hurry, lonely Fang did not appreciate himself.
There's no need to fight, and this ending is good.
"Let's paint our faces, whoever laughs loses. ”
"Good. ”
......
"Why are you smiling again?"
"Because you draw well. ”
"Just a pig's head, where's it?"
......
Yuesheng, Nan Nuo curled up in Luoyang's arms, took the pill, threw the medicine bottle far away, found a comfortable position, looked at the twinkling starlight, and said: "Can you tell me a story, usually the queen mother tells me a story before going to bed......"
"Uncle, your melon is not sweet!"
"The ruffians in the flow knocked on the melons on the stalls, and they were about to smash them. ”
"Take it if you want money, don't touch my melon!"
The white-bearded old man said quickly, snatching the melon in his arms and throwing out the shriveled money bag. ”
"This melon was planted by him with great pain, and they all have thin skin and thick flesh, so they can't be spoiled. ”
A few ruffians walked away with their money bags and a smile, and the sun was soon setting, and the old man drove the donkey cart home, not paying attention to a blue-green watermelon sneaking from the cart to the corner of the street. ”
That night, a strange man in a green cloak and red clothes broke into the ruffian's nest, beat all the ruffians violently, tied them in front of the yamen and fed them mosquitoes all night. ”
"The next day, the yamen ascended to the court, and all the ruffians expressed their bitterness in changing their ways, and the county magistrate couldn't help but be surprised, and asked who the strange man was, and the leading ruffian suddenly thought of what the strange man seemed to say when he left in a daze......
"Hmph, I don't think anyone dares to say that Lao Tzu is not sweet!"
Luoyang imitated Nannuo's quirky tone, looked down at the girl who was sleeping peacefully and sweetly, hooked the corners of his mouth, and secretly urged the wind amulet, looking forward to tomorrow for a moment.
The rooster sings that the world is white, the fiery sunrise wakes up the drowsy holy mountain, the flowers bloom and the leaves move, and the flawless dew folds up a large rainbow.
Luoyang stared at Nan Nuo closely, almost unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, the intoxicating eyelashes trembled slightly, Nan Nuo opened his eyes, looked at Luoyang's side face, smiled with interest, and said softly: "It's been a night, haven't you hugged enough of this human ghost?"
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