When the lonely moon is in the sky, the seven or eight sparse stars are gradually covered by the clouds, the night breeze is cool, and the insects chirp and sing like a song.

Lingyu took the grilled fish with his hand, took a bite of it as if venting, and said angrily: "The little monk is a monk, he has no long things, and he doesn't love foreign wealth, and there are still people who are embarrassed by the little monk, strange, strange!"

Luoyang, who tasted the grilled fish, couldn't help but chuckle, looked at the bright moon hanging in the treetops, and thought about things.

Nanno said well, kindness does not need a choice, and crime does not need a reason.

Sometimes it is enough to hurt people as long as you have that thought, even if you are perfect, it is wrong, because it is too perfect, perfect makes people afraid, so they want to harm you, even if you are the best!

"Uncle Xiao, the female benefactor has done a lot, it is said that she is afraid that she will not eat enough, you don't have to taste it carefully, eat it in a big gulp, eat, cool is the most important." ”

"Oh, count her acquaintances ......"

"Uncle Luo is thinking about a woman? It's all strange, the sentence that there is a good wife in the family, and it's not just a matter of not being close to women. ”

"There is a good wife in the family, not close to women? hahaha, little uncle......"

Gu Chen didn't intend to hide his voice at all, and all the Kunlun disciples looked at it at the same time, and the corners of their lips curled in unison.

At this time, the rumored little uncle who was as cold as a fairy gradually became vivid, making mistakes, laughing, greedy, and cold-faced......

It turns out that there are no immortals in this world at all, there are just a group of amazing people.

In the middle of the night, Luoyang sat on the riverside, breathing long, Sauvignon Blanc in front of his knees, the heavenly sword was hidden, and the bonfire painted a unique texture on the white clothes.

The flames shook gently, and the wisps of smoke and clouds rushed out of the dense forest, turning into misty swordsmen through the breeze, and the three-foot green edge went straight to the beautiful woman sleeping by the campfire.

Airplanes!

The magic sword roared softly, a line of cold light swept through the void, Qingfeng broke, and the swordsman split into two along the sword light, one left and one right, pressing forward together.

The branches trembled slightly, raising two or three green leaves, and a gray cloud swept out of the forest again, popping out several chains, and the gray smoke rose, and the sleeping bird fell into the bushes, bringing up the sassy leaves.

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, dodged away, and the Sauvignon Blanc slashed slowly, slashing out two bright sword lights.

Kunlun secret sword, phoenix double flying.

The gray cloud swordsman was slashed by a sword, not waiting for Luoyang to make a move, two turned into four, and fell around, or raised his sword to slash, or raised his sword to be stabbed, each made a move, each in one direction, locking the vital points around Luoyang.

Gu Chen opened his sleepy eyes, clasped his fingers and fell, sharp as a sword, breaking the chain of gray clouds.

Lin was late at night, Gu Chen shook his head, turned around and fell asleep again, Uncle Xiao was right, the old man was very cunning, and the one who was hiding in the forest to cast spells was just a puppet, and it didn't matter if he died or not.

The Kunlun disciples opened their eyes before and after, looked at the undulating snoring monk, looked at the senior brother who filled the firewood with his hands, and looked at the little uncle who calmly collected the sword and returned to his original position to meditate with his eyes closed, looked at each other speechlessly, turned to look at the crescent moon, and couldn't sleep at night.

Dozens of miles away, the wooden road man smiled and took back the puppet, rubbed the hard trunk, sighed that the young man was terrible, curled up among the branches and leaves, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The moon passed through the western sky, and the mountains and forests that had not been quiet for a long time were stormy again, and a wolf howled, and a hundred wolves were rampant, roaring to the only bright light in the forest.

Luoyang caressed the Sauvignon Blanc, opened his eyes, and did not rush to make a move, not everyone is as big as Lingyu, the vast majority of people present are just mortals, and the killing of the day is like a boulder pressing on his heart, which cannot be put down, let alone relieved.

When the sword light was in the air, the first disciple who couldn't hold back rushed into the wolves, one move and one style, one board and one eye, bringing up a piece of fine sword light.

Song Zidie pursed her lips, drew her sword and followed, rushing into the battlefield with a large group of people, Liu Ziqian hugged Mo Liu, watching the wolves become more and more scarce, inhaling deeply, exhaling long, suppressing the madness in his heart.

Luoyang frowned lightly, flew to the young man's side, looked at the urgent eyebrows, pointed to the chaos in the forest, and said, "Don't you go? ”

Liu Ziqian shook his head, closed his eyes, didn't look at the blood, and replied firmly: "I can overcome it on my own, my father said that scholars have courage......"

Luoyang nodded, and before Liu Ziqian finished speaking, he dodged and landed on Xiao Yezi's side, led the sword to cut away an almost unrecognizable black snake, retreated and hung the sword, and the sharp Sauvignon Blanc sank into the ground, and howled in pain.

Xiao Yezi couldn't hold it anymore, looked at the land that was gradually glowing red, pursed his thin lips, and said softly: "Yes...... Sorry ......"

The long night, it is not only Kunlun's new brother who can't sleep, but also her, the predicament of the day, the current killing machine is all because of her, if there is no her, presumably Kunlun's trip to Wudang will be smooth.

"Why do you want to go to Wudang? Why do you want to go to Wudang at this time?"

"I ......"

Xiao Yezi pursed the corners of her lips, looked at Luoyang and lowered her head again, kneading her skirt frantically, it was extremely difficult, and the trade-off was tantamount to a fish and a bear's paw.

"Her younger brother is in Wudang, a younger brother who has been separated for thirteen years!"

An Ning turned over and sat up, envious of the sleeping and sweet monk, Wudang is a Taoist gate, disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain before they finish their studies, Xiao Yezi's father left early, a pair of children are practicing, and there can only be a weak woman in the cold compound, chuckling at the photo talisman and wiping her tears......

This viewing ceremony may be the only opportunity for Xiao Yezi and his brother to see their younger brother after more than ten years of separation, so Liu Mu did not stop him, but carried a food box, walked through rivers and mountains, and went door to door to ask for favors.

Luoyang nodded, didn't speak, remembered the Son of Heaven for no reason, he also has a younger brother who has been separated for a long time, I don't know how he is now, since the last time we returned to Qi together, there has been no news, I think it was the Jade Emperor who went out of the customs and was beaten badly, and he thought about it behind closed doors at home.

"Luoyang, please help me, I will pay it back in the future, tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold, as long as I can do it, I will definitely pay it back!"

Seeing Luoyang's gloomy face, Xiao Yezi got up and stood up straight, and was about to kneel down towards Luoyang, except for his cooking skills, he had no other way but to fight for dignity.

"Excuse me, go prepare some supper, there are ingredients everywhere, and it's not me who will suffer with you, it's them. ”

Luoyang dragged Xiao Ye with his spiritual power, turned around and walked towards the riverside, staring at the bright light.

Gu Chen and Lingyu sat up back and forth, and looked at the riverside in unison, the people who came were very strong, at least they were all cultivators close to the Five Qi Realm, fortunately, the little uncle was here, otherwise it would be another bloody battle.

The verdant shrubs were tightly clustered together, a few old yellow vines were scattered, and the mottled moonlight reflected in the gurgling water, the brilliance rose and fell, and the lonely stones were shattered and turned into dots of crystal.

Fanghua looked at the leaf skirt shyly, the gentle and jade-like boy stood among the flowers, his clothes were better than snow, the green silk was draped over his shoulders, his eyes were bright, and he had three delicate jade inlaid stud earrings on his left ear.

Juecha Luoyang approached, the young man retracted his gaze, temporarily said goodbye to the attractive Yuehua, and gently arched his hand to Luoyang, and said: "The young master of the Shangguan family of Tanglin Shangguan has seen the little uncle. ”

Luoyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Shangguan Lianfeng seriously, thousands of years ago, gods, demons and demons went to Kunlun, when it was, in addition to the East China Sea Dragon Clan, this Shangguan family was also a clan that helped Kunlun guard the mountain!