The rain became heavier and heavier, as if the heavens had seen this increasingly fierce battle, the flames were scorching, and the long sword was overwhelming.

Suddenly feeling a killing intent behind him, the intoxicated two people who were fighting were shocked at the same time, the two swords collided, the two were frozen for a moment, and suddenly separated.

Di Chen'er swung out three sword qi in succession, blocking the sword that suddenly flew in, and the next moment, he saw a little cold light, and this familiar feeling made him smile lightly.

Through the mist and rain curtain, he saw An Ran stabbing with a spear from Long Yin.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, and in order not to give Enron unnecessary trouble, Di Chen'er directly raised his voice in the rain:

"Jun is like a breeze disturbing my heart!"

The sound followed, like a gentle wind in the pouring rain, blowing in An Ran's heart.

Jun is like a breeze that disturbs my heart, and I haven't seen the bright moon so far.

An Ran was stunned, and the four words 'Friends of Nangong' suddenly appeared in his mind.

The murderous aura disappeared in an instant, and the slender hand took back the long sword that was shocked back by Di Chen'er, and through the mist, he saw the young man's face, and then there was no follow-up, and the spear did not stab out.

The man standing on the other side frowned, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, there was no bright moon and no breeze.

With a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, An Ran flew to the man's side.

"Senior Brother Mo, it's important to rush back to the Heavenly Sect as soon as possible. ”

Mo Taibai glanced at her with slanted eyes, saw a slight smile on her face, and then pointed at Di Chen'er, who was looking indifferent on the other side, and said:

"You know?"

An Ran was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly shook his head,

"I don't know!"

"Don't you know?" Mo Taibai's eyes were sharp, and seeing that An Ran was still shaking his head, he said solemnly:

"You've seen the Monster Hunt too, right?"

Hearing this, An Ran panicked even more, and only cared about covering it up, but ignored this stubble. And in front of this thoughtful Senior Brother Mo...... She was a little overwhelmed.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain indiscriminately, Di Chen'er took the lead in grabbing the topic and joked:

"What's the matter? I'm afraid that one person and one sword won't be able to fight me, and I can't find a helper? I'm still a woman, and you really look down on me?"

An Ran hurriedly took over the conversation and said angrily:

"The two sword immortals of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect are here, I have something important to do, I advise you not to obstruct it, it's good to retreat quickly, disrupt the trip, even if you miss the common people today, I will capture you!"

She had something to say, even if she was reminding Di Chen'er, she was also reminding Mo Taibai to understand the severity.

Mo Taibai's brows furrowed again, "Senior Sister An Ran, this is not like your style, is it?"

"Is there one?" An Ran raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Senior Brother Mo, the common people in the world are important, and they are entangled here, even if they really get the fairy fate in the end, they have forgotten their duty to save the common people in the world, I think it is better to let him go today." ”

Mo Taibai thought about it for a moment, he was already at ease, and the fight with Di Chen'er was only because he suddenly saw him, and he had not yet made peace with An Ran. Now that he is with Enron, the other party cannot be subdued so easily, so it is indeed a waste of time.

Although he was faintly aware of something in his heart, Mo Taibai still put it down, exhaled lightly, and indifferently put the long sword into the scabbard.

Seeing that he then turned around, An Ran breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly winked his left eye playfully at Di Chen'er, as if saying goodbye.

Then An Ran threw the long sword in his hand, suspended in the air and stopped, and then stepped on, and Mo Taibai also stepped on it.

Two people have a sword.

To do the whole play, Di Chen'er smiled coldly when she saw this, "Don't fight?"

An Ran took over the conversation and said coldly:

"I have something important to do today, so I'll spare your life for the time being!

Di Chen'er accepted the Seven Stars and Zhutian, and said boredly with his head in his hands:

"It's all beaten, so why don't you leave a name? Besides, I still have to pay back the money for you~"

Mo Taibai snorted lightly, glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said coldly:

"That bag of money, count me as giving it to you. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing that Di Chen'er was confused, Mo Taibai ignored him, but said to An Ran:

"Senior sister, it's right to go quickly. ”

An Ran nodded, smiled quietly, and then saw the long sword fly away, leaving a sword light flow mark that still stopped in the rain for a long time.

"Hey, what do you mean!?" Di Chen'er shouted.

The sound of the rain suppressed everything, and he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, he slowly fell towards the Ping'an Inn, took out the money bag halfway, and looked at it carefully.

......

It's really amazing to take a closer look, on the side of the money bag, there is a red silk show with the word 'Mo' in the lower left corner.

Seeing this, the corners of Di Chen'er's mouth twitched......

Falling at the Ping'an Inn, Di Chen'er was patting the rain on his body, and the guy hurried over with a bowl of ginger soup and delivered it, worrying:

"Guest officer, are you okay? In this world, everyone has it, and if you don't thank you, you can ...... it."

"Sensei said......" Di Chen'er directly interrupted him, took the ginger soup, drank it all, and then took out the corresponding money and gave it to the guy, and then hurriedly went upstairs as if avoiding suspicion.

The whole body was soaked, the clothes became heavy, the rustic rain smelled even worse, and a cool breeze blew from nowhere in the corridor, Di Chen'er sneezed, and his cheeks were red, like charcoal fire.

He didn't care about this, but thought about the competition just now, that person's swordsmanship is very strong, and he can indeed be regarded as a strong opponent, but although that person's eyes are cold, there is a faint sense of detachment.

Di Chen'er hadn't fought with the genius Sword Immortal Qi of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, but since he was born in the Xuanyuan Tomb, among all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect who had come into contact, the person just now was indeed the strongest one, and Di Chen'er noticed that the strength that that guy had just shown was not the limit.

Because as Di Chen'er exerts the shaking of hundreds of rivers faster and faster, that guy can also quickly keep up without falling off the peak.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked forward to the next meeting with him, and secretly decided in his heart: next time he will have a winner.

Pushing open the door, Di Chen'er swept away his contemplative face, and saw that the matchmaker was always holding an oil-paper umbrella and drinking tea calmly, he angrily threw the money bag directly on the table, and complained:

"I never expected that the matchmaker's hands were not clean. ”

The matchmaker under the paper umbrella smiled quietly, and then pretended to be cold and said:

"That person is the ninth sword immortal of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, the sword is natural, the sword edge is sharp and decisive, he doesn't like to be contaminated with vulgarity, and because of the scorching swordsmanship, the sword moves are often accompanied by flames, so the monks in the world call it - Burning Sword, Mo Taibai. ”

Di Chen'er sighed, "The matchmaker is very cunning, I told you about money, but you transferred it to him for me." ”

The matchmaker said indifferently:

"It's nature to be cunning, whatever you want. ”

Di Chen'er couldn't do anything about her, she exhaled a long breath, sat down, and said casually:

"I've never seen the matchmaker praise people, but he Mo Taibai has become a big sword saint in your mouth, hey, if I hadn't let him a few points just now, he would have lost a lot of fart~"

The vinegar smell was very strong in these words, and the matchmaker under the oil-paper umbrella laughed even more heartily, but her smile was always hidden, and she never showed it to Di Chen'er.

After a while, the matchmaker stood up, walked to the window, looked at the rainy night that had already darkened, and said coldly:

"Chen'er, he is no match for you. ”

There was a little more tenderness in the words, which made Di Chen'er's heart warm suddenly, several times warmer than the ginger soup that had just entered the stomach.

He instantly jumped up with joy, and laughed without skin and face:

"yes, yes, I think so, he's too weak~"

The matchmaker looked at him sideways, and when she saw him so happy, she also smiled.

——

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This rain is very large and widespread, and it seems that the whole week is drifting with this sad and depressive autumn rain.

In the mountains and forests, in the city, in the countryside, on the lake.

The autumn rain drifts, washing the whole world.

Dunqiu, this land with little spiritual energy, has dyed the water scarlet and bloody in this rainy night.

There were corpses all over the field, and there were dead bodies and white bones on the road.

There is a lake in the land of Dunqiu, and the village calls it Mingyue Lake.

It is rumored that in this lake, every August 15th Mid-Autumn Festival full moon, the lake will reflect six rounds of bright moon, the bright moon is real and has no water surface waves.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night, the moon in the sky has no competition with the moon in the water.

But rumors are just rumors, and very few people will see such a scene, and gradually it will become a legend.

At this time, the lake was dyed with blood, and the autumn rain poured down, stirring up countless ripples and splashing an unknown number of splashes. The lake is surrounded by weeping willows, and the weeping willows in autumn are decadent and have no young leaves.

And on this rainy night when no one wants to go out, a fat man was sitting quietly on the horizontal branch and bent his head.

He didn't have an umbrella, but a shield that was shining, hovering above his head to shield him from the cold rain.

His eyes were small, narrowed into a slit, as if they had never been opened.

He looked quietly at the rippling lake, as if listening to the sound of the rain.

He muttered softly:

"Rain, who in this world do you say can subvert the Three Realms?"

The autumn rain rattled.

After a while, he exhaled deeply, touched his extremely elastic little belly, and muttered to himself:

"Hong Hai made a bet with me again, betting on the ending of the demon sealing dust, which of us can be safe. ”

Sighing, he added:

"But it's so boring, because we're all betting on that one person...... It's so boring. ”

"Isn't that more interesting? Losing is losing together, and winning is winning together. ”

Suddenly, there was an idle sound on the side, and the fat man looked sideways, and Han Honghai, the twelve demon generals of Lingyun who were dressed in rustic clothes, stood on the other branch.

The fat man raised his hand and gently pointed towards the shield, and then he saw the shield gradually rise into the air, and then instantly became larger, covering the entire area of the willow tree, shielding the two of them from the autumn rain at the same time.

Fat Man Dao:

"You say, who can subvert the Three Realms?"

Han Honghai pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"You've been asking this question for thousands of years, and it's not interesting. But my answer is still: at least...... It's not you Xuan Zirong. ”

The fat man sighed, rubbed his little belly, and stood up, "I will suffer if I look down on the fat man~"

Han Honghai didn't fight with him, and silently added:

"Perhaps...... What can the White Emperor do?"

The fat man smiled, nodded emphatically, and said firmly:

"Of course the White Emperor can! Lingyun Twelve only needs to follow the Emperor Wu, and he can take over the mountains and rivers as much as he wants!"