Dongfang Su looked at her appearance and felt a sharp pain in her heart, she could clearly feel that Shizun seemed to have become a helpless child now, and her fragile heart was unbearable to touch. She was a little at a loss for a while, and she didn't know how to comfort Mo Yushi, so she quietly watched her cry, holding her chest in pain and waiting.

After a while, Mo Yushi seemed to be tired of crying, turned around, reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered to Dongfang Su: "Su'er, it's not early, you go back early to rest!"

It was the first time she had ever shown such vulnerability in front of her own disciples, and even though she had always treated her like her own daughter, it was still a little unnatural.

Dongfang Su hesitated for a while, looked at Mo Yushi's back and asked timidly, "Master, I want to hear your story with him, is it okay?"

Dongfang Su's idea is very simple, she is not curious, but wants to share some pressure for Shizun, at least say that Shizun should feel more or less better in his heart.

Hearing this, Mo Yushi's body stiffened suddenly, turned around to look at Dongfang Su, and met her gaze, Dongfang Su was like a child who had made a mistake, lowered his head, and gently played with the corners of his clothes.

"Su'er, do you really want to hear it?" Mo Yushi looked at her appearance, where could she not know her thoughts.

"Hmm!" Dongfang Su nodded.

Mo Yushi paused slightly, sorted out her thoughts and said softly: "I met him twenty years ago, when I was eighteen and he was twenty ......."

As she spoke, the previous scenes flashed through her mind again.

It was a bloody afternoon, a thin and stubborn girl with a panicked face running in a long canyon, she was holding a small package in her hand, the girl did not forget to look back while running, as if something was chasing her behind her, she was almost covered with scars all over her body, blood had already penetrated her thin clothes, she was already exhausted, her face was mixed with sweat and mud, and the traces were clearly layered.

In this way, she kept running and running with all her perseverance...... Fall and get up, fall and get up again......

The canyon is flanked by steep peaks that are covered with emerald green. In the middle of the mountain not far from her, a group of strangely dressed and masked people roared by, one after another afterimages were dazzling, only for a moment, they fell on the front and back of the girl, two people on each side, just eight people, some people wore cloaks, some people wore cheongsam robes, some people wore Taoist robes, some of them wore big earrings, some were bareheaded, wore a string of Buddhist beads, and even some were dressed as neither men nor women, but the strange thing was that everyone was wearing a long sword.

Looking at the eight people around her, the girl's face was full of despair, she tightened the package in her arms hard, gritted her teeth and said, "How many of you are good, very good!"

Hearing her voice, a trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of the eight people, led by a person with a mask of Buddhist beads, he glanced at the girl, and said: "There is no turning back arrow from the bow, Your Highness, I'm sorry!"

The girl looked at him, her eyes were full of disdain, and said: "If the sky has eyes, my Mo Yushi will not die today, and I will let you know the fate of betraying me in the future, and I will let you pay for your blood debts!"

"You won't have a chance!" the masked man in the robe smiled wickedly.

"If you don't want to die, there are no doors. The masked man with the earrings smirked.

"Hehe, Your Highness is so beautiful, why don't you just follow me, I can keep you from dying. The masked man, who was dressed as neither male nor female, laughed lewdly, and his voice was as if someone had choked his throat, which was uncomfortable to listen to.

"Haha......"

......

Hearing Mo Yushi's words, the eight of them were stunned, and then a few people laughed and laughed, not afraid of her threat at all.

"Do it!" The man at the head glanced around, roared, without any nonsense, and directly pulled out his sword and took the girl's placket directly, he was very cautious, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if he didn't fight quickly, if there was any accident at this juncture, not only would they not be able to go back, but if Mo Yushi escaped, they would not want to settle down in the future, he knew very well that the girl in front of him was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly drew their swords and greeted them, laughing and laughing, and they all knew the stakes very well.

The girl looked at the figure of the eight people rushing towards her, and a trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, only to see that the burden in her arms was thrown out of the battle circle by her casually, and it fell four or five feet away.

At this time, the attack of the eight people has come to the front of them, they locked the girl upper, middle and lower three ways respectively, the girl hurriedly stomped her feet, the whole body spun and rose from the ground at great speed, and avoided the attack of the eight people without danger, and then turned over directly, head down, and instantly hit thirty-two palms at the eight people.

Seeing this, the eight people did not panic, and each waved their long swords to block without hurrying.

"Jingle Bell..."

For a while, the whole scene was dusty and chaotic.

Soon the girl's palm wind was resisted by the eight people, and the girl just fell back in the middle of the eight.

The eight people didn't give her a chance to breathe, and once again deceived themselves, and once again entangled with the girl, some of the eight long swords stabbed horizontally, some slashed, some obliquely, and some blocked vertically...... For a while, the sword shadow was confused, which made people dizzy.

The girl looked at the sword shadow that attacked again, her face changed, she reached out and took out a silver needle in her arms, and threw it hard, while his whole person turned parallel to the ground.

"Embroidered lotus!"

The girl roared, and a silver needle kept waving with her arms, flexibly shuttling between the sword shadows, blocking the attack of the sword shadows.

"Dingdingding......"

A series of metal collisions were endless, and soon they were separated again, Mo Yushi made a move, and all the silver needles were instantly recalled by her hand.

The eight men in black were still surrounding her, but at this moment they all looked heavy, because Mo Yushi had already left rows of small gaps on their long swords, although the gaps were small, but they were very conspicuous.

"Brothers, it seems that it is difficult to take her down without some real skills, so don't hide it, and fight quickly!" The man wearing the Buddha beads at the head frowned tightly when he looked at Mo Yushi, and said seriously.

"It seems that we are underestimating this little girl, okay, just listen to the eldest brother, and solve it quickly!"

"Okay, quick fix!"

"I'm okay with that!"

"I'm okay with that!"

“......”

Hearing Dai Fozhu's words, the others also chimed in.

Only the masked man who was dressed as neither male nor female glanced at Mo Yushi's charming body, and said with some reluctance: "It's going to be used with all my strength so soon, I'm really reluctant to kill such a beautiful person." ”