The stars are scattered, the leaves are falling and the clouds are clear, the flowers are sleeping sweetly, Luoyang gently stepped on the green tiles, slowly paced the moon, waved lightly, and the sword was overflowing with cold frost, annihilating all the surrounding photo runes!

The wind outside the window was harsh, Mei Zichun stood up from the head of the bed suddenly, barefoot, through the dark twilight, sensing that the sword cultivator stood quietly under the moon, murderous, and forgot to say a word for a long time.

When the heart moves, he will kill with a sword, just look at the present, and do not think about the gains and losses, so he broke the game, is it a deep luck, a coincidence, or a deep hidden edge, not a drop of water......

Mei Zichun couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes, silently converge his divine sense, put his hands behind his back, wandered in the dark room, and landed silently, planning to try Luoyang's sword before starting the next plan.

It doesn't matter what others say about him, you have to see, listen, and scrutinize for yourself.

The wandering figure gradually melted into the darkness, Mei Zichun hooked the corners of her mouth, her heart moved slightly, and countless birds swept across the night sky, blocking a large area of starlight.

There is no need to ride the wind and borrow wings, and the golden points of light dance in the air.

The first lotus blossoms, the clear petals slowly hang down, the color is verdant, and it is more delicate under the golden light, the hidden sword in the flower slowly floats, sharp and sharp, the sonorous humming sound brings the lights of thousands of homes, the sword light is chaotic in the void, and all the birds are annihilated by the sword light, without exception.

The corners of Mei Zichun's mouth hooked again, his mind changed, and he was awakened again, pushed open the wooden window, flew to the eaves, stared at the back of Luoyang, and took out the carved jade flute.

"Sword ...... so fast"

Mei Zichun slowly clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled and urged the spell, wanting to compete with Luoyang to see who was faster.

The earth shook lightly, and the seeds planted at some point sprouted together, like the wind fluttering, and the fingernail-sized points of light fell on the houses, gently, as gentle as the moonlight.

Luoyang stared at the sky-filled streamer, urging the sword intent, feeling that it was not a point of light, but a thread that fell towards the puppet!

This feels good, in Mei Zichun's eyes, these are all chess pieces, one is not enough for a hundred, a hundred is not enough for a thousand, if you can control the people of a city, what can Luoyang do?

Almost at the same time, lightning fell from the night sky, the electric snake did not disappear, the rolling thunder spread, the fine arc shone out of thin air, and the white light of flowers and plants disappeared.

"Is it fun?"

Luoyang's voice sounded beside all the incarnations of Mei Zichun, the voice fell, forgetting to cut down, and the quicksand was annihilated by the sword before it dispersed into the night wind.

The people under the moon are independent, and they are the same as the old people.

This means of controlling the incarnation is very rare, but no matter what kind of secret technique it is, it is inseparable from the support of spiritual power.

Mei Zichun is in Xianyang, or not, he doesn't dare to show his head, but if he kills these incarnations, without the foundation of spiritual power, all plans will be self-defeating.

The night returned to tranquility again, a long period of tranquility, Luoyang put away the forgetfulness, and smiled silently at Li Tiance not far away, he wanted to do it, but he couldn't do it, seeing that his grievances were better than defeating the enemy.

"Don't be complacent, the mountains and rivers meet, I don't have your kindness!"

Dropping a cold word, Li Tiance's sword disappeared into the street, and disappeared in a moment.

Luoyang also restrained his smile, under the moon, looking at the beauty in the small courtyard, the next time the spearhead will be her, this has nothing to do with character, you are unscrupulous in life and death.

"Help the princess go back and rest. ”

"Yes. ”

The waiting maid gently committed herself and stepped forward to gently support, but Ying Zhimo did not leave, her eyes were confused, like a puppet with a silk thread cut off, and she didn't know how to move without the palms of her hands.

"Too clear and enlightened, vast and clear, sealed!"

Luoyang Fei fell in the courtyard, looked at it carefully for a long time, and couldn't find out why, so he had to pinch the sword finger, swing it in the air, and the sword light of Liangyi disappeared from the big shrinkage in the heart of Ying Zhimo's eyebrows.

Yiren's eyes rolled and he fainted, and was escorted into the house by several maids, and the screen blocked the figure, Luoyang also retracted his gaze, did not leave, and sat casually outside the courtyard, closing his eyes and scrutinizing the sword scripture.

Many people like to exaggerate, but Li Tiance won't, if he has a sword that he can't see through, he will definitely do everything he can, either defeat him himself, or be killed by him, there will never be another possibility.

It is a wise choice not to enter the house before it happens, and it is also a good idea to cultivate a sword now.

The night passed quickly, and when the dawn came, Luoyang flew down on the roof, spit out nature, staring at the purple qi coming from the east with slightly squinted eyes, and his heart was as quiet as yesterday, not sad or happy, but looking forward to it.

For example, the bean curd and little wonton in that shop, such as the stupid apprentice who didn't know what he was eating, such as the Haicun boy who was taken away, and the demon in the heart who was far away in the other world.

The familiar footsteps in my mind came from behind, Luoyang smiled, the wind moved, a few wisps of fragrant and tempting glutton, there were bean curd, wonton, red oil and spicy seeds, authentic old vinegar, the taste was just right......

"Little thief, I did well last night, and I asked this palace to marry a little more thoughtful. ”

The witch turned her back to the plane tree in the corner of the courtyard, carried the food box in one hand, stretched out the other, and used her slender fingers like jade to draw a millimeter distance, smiling skillfully and seducing lovesickness.

Human will is very special, it can be blown down by the wind, it can also be indestructible, and the two can coexist in opposition.

Luoyang was moved by the witch's heart, and landed beside Nan Nuo in an instant, put away the food box without leaving a trace, embraced the beauty, bowed her head, and waited for her to look up at the sunrise in the distance with a red face.

From beginning to end, he ignored the maid who deliberately peeked at her, and smiled silly, not like the legendary immortals.

Later, some people said that immortals do not have seven emotions and six desires, and their sex is as light as water, and the sisters have a few words, and the sunrise that day, Uncle Kunlun and the princess of the demon clan ......

Thinking that the shame of Fang Cai might be spread all over the world, Nan Nuo didn't feel shy but smiled even more proudly, now the whole world knows that the thief is hers, who will rob it like this?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at someone who gave up a forest. ”

"It's not just one piece. Luoyang looked up at the sky, holding Nannuo's hand tightly, buying himself time to explain, "I have given up since the day I held the sword......

Halfway through this, Nan Nuo raised his head, just in time to meet Luoyang's scorching eyes, "Maybe you really gave up a forest." ”

"I used to be sure that this was a sword, but now I see countless swords. ”

"Gather the strength of a hundred schools to forge a sword, although the forest is good, it does not belong to you. ”

Nan Nuo stretched out his palm, pinched Luoyang's mouth, pulled out an ugly grimace with a slight force, couldn't help but chuckle, glanced at the passing maid, and repeated the bad things Luoyang did to her.

The pace in the courtyard was hurried, Luoyang came back to his senses, hid in a guest room with a face like a maple leaf, dropped several dust purification spells, sat at the same table with Nannuo, took out the same delicious food from the food box, waved his hand to close the carved window, the scene inside was not seen, but just guessing was enough to envy others.

The branches and birds are in pairs, Mei Zichun stretches his muscles and bones against the warm sun, burns the scroll on the stone table, bows to the sky, and then sits back under the tree, holding a gourd, drinking and singing, maintaining a slightly drunk sense of ephemerality, waiting for the sunset.

It's easy to do things when it's dark, and there is really no desire to do bad things in broad daylight.

There was smoke on the mirror lake, and the heavenly master put away the fishing rod, reached out and scooped up the scroll in the lake, slowly opened it, and read it word by word, not only looking at Mei Zichun's plan, but also looking at his heart.

Betrayal is always worse than failure!

"That's a good ploy, what do you think?"

The sloppy Taoist took the scroll, looked at the Celestial Master who held the fishing rod again, carefully considered the possibilities, smiled after a long time, and with a light grip, the scroll scattered into streamers, and fell into the pool with the breeze.

"The idea is indeed good, but unfortunately it is almost hot, if I choose to hibernat, show the enemy to be weak, and when the winner comes back, there is a sudden sneak attack, so I am ninety percent sure that what he said will be promoted. ”

"That's right, it's not a good time, but you can ask him to try. ”

The sloppy Taoist raised his eyebrows, this may be the only way to defeat Luoyang, after trying, Luoyang must be prepared, in case of failure, ......

"Don't worry, the formation is just a small road, if this formation can really achieve what Mei Zichun said, I will lend you that magic weapon, what is the small Xianyang City, we go to Kunlun Mountain, if we don't move, we will take Luoyang's life if we move!"

Listening to the sound of the Heavenly Master's categorical decision, the sloppy Taoist put his mind at ease, cleared the falling on the table, and carefully scrutinized it according to the layout of Mei Zichun, throwing bricks to attract jade, if it is not jade, what should it be that is drawn?

In the blink of an eye, a few wisps of magic disappeared in the air, Luoyang chuckled and looked at the sunset, not stunned, but he was even more looking forward to tomorrow, and he also knew that it would not be calm tonight, and he was also very curious that Mei Zichun could do that.

In the middle of the night, there was silence all around, the lights of thousands of homes were extinguished, everything was quiet, until the sky was about to dawn, Ying Zhimo suddenly opened her eyes, took out the short knife from the wardrobe, pulled the knife out of the sheath, and was cut off by the golden sword light before she could raise it.

Luo Yang flew to the window and said softly, "This is your means?"

Ying Zhimo didn't make a sound, threw away the handle of the knife in his hand that could only smash people, looked around, stared at the corner of the wall, and was fixed in place by the sword light before he could move.

After being silent for a long time, Ying Zhimo suddenly spoke, and the words were correct and round, shouting out all the anger that Mei Zichun had accumulated for a long time.

"Luoyang, your time of death has arrived!"

The sound fell, seventy-two nine-colored neon fell to the sky, and without a moment, thirty-six electric lights fell, and the mighty array of light occupied the heavens and the earth, corresponding from afar, and the void was locked, like a net of heaven and earth, impermeable.

The faint wail, the hundred ghosts walked at night, a bell rang, Luoyang was shocked to find that the sky was dark, and something was constantly pulling the spirit, even if there was a Yama ghost face, it couldn't be suppressed.

"Luoyang, I want your body, you have to carry the cause and effect, from today on, there is no Mei Zichun in the world, only Luoyang, you are not you, I should be you!"

Mei Zichun's voice sounded in his ears, and the pulling feeling was even higher, Luoyang squinted his eyes, his sword fingers overlapped, and his fingertips flashed with glazed treasures, dim and fluttering, like a candle in the wind.

The night was deeper, the glazed treasure light quietly extinguished, Mei Zichun was overjoyed, and looked at Luoyang, who was torn out of most of his soul, and his steps were a little faster.