The lonely moon was in the sky, the flowers withered silently, the remnants of Luoyang left in place were cut by the sword light, Gong Li held the long sword, maintained the posture of raising the sword and stabbing flat, and there was a wooden sword with a fragrance on his shoulder, telling him not to move again.

"Okay, let him come up, arrange a separate room, treat everyone equally, don't let the underworld laugh at our Wudang's words and deeds!"

"Obey the boss's orders!"

Gong Li put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, bowed to the top of the mountain, reached out and said, "Your Majesty, please come here." ”

Luoyang nodded, followed Gong Li up the mountain, and couldn't help but squint his eyes as the Heavenly Master here, staring at Shangguan Lianfeng's back, and was alone.

This young man is very remarkable, his personality is very special, he is a living person, but his personality has been extinguished, from a certain point of view, he is no different from the top, he is not under the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, and he is not protected by any laws and luck.

"Variable...... What a variable!"

The elf flirted casually, the mirror lake was flooded with layers of ripples, the heavenly master narrowed his eyes, fiddling with the position of the chess pieces in his heart, all around was the void, the chessboard was vast, the chess pieces were like a sky full of stars, each going its own way, restraining each other, and the position of each one was almost impeccable.

"The original method doesn't work, but Kunlun, the big dragon, must die, since the internal worries are not enough, then it will cause some external troubles, the inside and the outside should be combined, the inside and the outside are attacked, this time it is not enough to just close the mountain for a thousand years!"

The Heavenly Master clenched the fishing rod in his hand and lit it casually, and the two green leaves turned into elves, one flew to Penglai, and the other escaped into the underworld.

The bronze mirror has passed for years, mottled years, the dim lights shine in the mirror, the butterfly purple foam quietly sits in front of the mirror, a silk palace skirt lined with a graceful figure, holding a pen with no hands, dyeing blush, dotting cherry lips, looking at the makeup, can't help but laugh silently.

The green white fingers hooked the green silk, quickly pulled it into a cloud bun, took off two jade hairpins from the side of the mirror, and pinned them in the right place.

"Luoyang, am I really not beautiful?"

A soft murmur was sorrowful, the lights gradually fell, and the elf opened the window lightly, bringing a bright frost to wake up the other larks.

"If your plans change, you may have to suffer......"

"Life is bitter and sweet, the slave family understands this, as long as you can get Luoyang, no matter how much bitterness it is, it is worth it!"

Butterfly Zimo stared at the flower in the mirror, this face could not appear for a long time, and for a long time afterward, she would no longer be her, but a stranger who would like to become.

"Seek it in yin and become yang, and everything will always pay off. ”

The elf whispered, turned into a mask, and slowly put it on Butterfly Zimo's face, covering up the face of the country.

The streamer was scattered, the butterfly purple foam blinked, staring at the face of Allure in the mirror, and couldn't help but raise his palm and gently touch Ruyu's face.

"That's ...... me"

"Yes, she's you, you're her. ”

The voice of the Heavenly Master echoed in the ears of Butterfly Zimo, and the frost-white moonlight fluttered up, leading the jade man into the void.

The clouds and mist hidden mountains, cultivating bamboo and hiding water, the young man in white sat facing the thick fog, the elf fell, whispered a few words, causing the young man to look up to the sky and laugh, fell into the clouds, and returned to one place with the butterfly purple foam.

The fiery morning sun broke through the clouds, the strange pines and cypresses were covered with golden light, and a few traveling birds flew by, stagnating by the window, pecking at the carved window.

Luoyang, who had been spitting out for a night, slowly opened his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips towards the beautiful skylight, raised his hand and tapped twice on the ghost face, half of the face turned into a full, and the probe held the sheathed wooden sword in front of his knee, pushed the door outward, striding meteors, attracting a burst of gossip.

Zhu Men opened lightly, and the young man who was leaning on the outside of the courtyard to recuperate got up and stood up straight, arched his hand towards Luoyang, and said, "Wudang Qu Heng, I have seen His Majesty Yan Luo. ”

Luoyang waved his hand, his eyes were indifferent, looking directly at Qu Heng, unwilling to say more, waiting for the next sound.

"Don't blame your crown, there are differences between people and ghosts, please don't leave my sight no matter what you do, although the True Martial Seven Killing God Array is not as good as Kunlun's Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Formation, but presumably the heroes of the Six Realms are unwilling to face it directly. ”

Luoyang nodded, looked at the quiet mountains, thought for a while, and said, "Where are the people from Kunlun?"

"Your Majesty, private fights are forbidden in the mountains, not to mention that your opponent is suppressed somewhere and can't get out because he smashed the magic weapon of the supreme cultivator, you go like this, bully the small with the big, suppress the weak with the strong, and lose your fame, not to mention that it will cause the heroes to laugh, it is really unwise!"

"He smashed the cultivation weapon of the supreme cultivator, is this true or false?"

Luoyang endured a smile and asked knowingly, Qu Heng nodded heavily, answered seriously, and said: "I haven't witnessed this with my own eyes, but the little master of Lingshan will not lie, if Your Majesty is interested, you might as well call the six cases Gong Cao to ask for an understanding." ”

Qu Heng bit the text and chewed the words, and his cautious appearance made Luoyang can't help but hook the corners of his mouth, causing the young man to play with his heart, and he muttered for a moment, deliberately wondering: "You are carrying a sword, it should be a sword cultivator, do you think that I and Luoyang's sword are stronger or weaker?"

Qu Heng's smile froze, he was stunned for a long time, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, don't make things difficult for me, I'm just a little Taoist who doesn't know how to swords, how can I tell the two strong and weak?"

"Besides, the strength and weakness are not unspeakable, but their own fighting, if Uncle Luo can get out of trouble before the fight, His Majesty might as well have a competition with him to see how strong or weak it is. ”

Luoyang nodded, returned to the compound with a silent chuckle, and shouted to the Taoist priest at the door: "Get me some wine and food, majestic Wudang, you can't even have a good wine, right?"

Qu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, scolded two sentences secretly, took out a talisman, and said to Gong Li, his expression kept changing, sometimes full of righteous indignation, sometimes resentful, extremely exciting.

In the courtyard of the back mountain, Gong Li's face was pale, he clenched the talisman, took a deep breath, spit out the sorrow in his chest, looked at Gu Chen, who was calm, and said, "What is the situation of Uncle Luo at this time, that Yama is not good!"

Gu Chen put down the tea, took out a talisman, tapped his index finger, and the streamer turned into an image, the blue sky was clear, the mountains and fields were in disarray, and the place where Luoyang should have been suppressed was empty, leaving only two handprints and a human-shaped pit that was gradually filled with residual grass and gravel.

"This ......"

"There is no need to worry, Uncle Xiao has already escaped safely, and he will naturally appear when it is time to appear. ”

Gu Chen poured tea for Gong Li, squinted his eyes, held a teacup, and didn't know that he thought this was Kunlun, and it was Gong Li who came as a guest.

"Since that's the case, then I can rest assured, the afternoon is the Sword Meeting, I wish Senior Brother Gu a victory!"

Gu Chen picked up the teacup, drank it all, and drank the tea as wine, not taking the previous failure to heart at all.

The world is like chess, each has its own wins and losses, until the end, who can be sure who will have the last laugh?

Qi Tian Sword Immortal has a good saying, you can't bow your head as a person, as long as you lower your head, you will always go downhill.