Mei Xiao defeated Senior Brother Xuanfeng with a crushing force, but it did not surprise everyone in Wuyang Palace. Mei Xiao's strength is obvious to all, except for Su Ting, Wuyang Hall can no longer find his opponent.

Xuan Feng walked off the stage, eager to shrink himself into the crack of the ground, winning or losing the competition was not what Xuan Feng was most concerned about, the most urgent thing at the moment was the murderous gaze of the master. I saw Luo Yi, who was sitting at the top, staring at Xuan Feng intently, his expression was as unpredictable as the dark clouds in the sky, as if he would pounce on him like a jackal in the next second. Xuan Feng lowered his head and quickly disappeared into the master's field of vision, only then did he have time to look at the center of the square.

Mei Xiao, who was standing in the middle of the square, still looked lazy, didn't look around, just looked down at the floor tiles in front of her, her eyes were empty, as if she was thinking about something. Until the next challenger came to power, Mei Xiao was still like that, motionless.

The challenger this time is Shen Wanfeng, a senior brother of the same generation as Su Ting, who is a generation higher than Mei Xiao, not only has he practiced swords for many years, but he has also participated in the mountain competition more times. Since the time Su Ting came down the mountain, he has participated in three big competitions, and this time is the fourth. Shen Wanfeng came to the stage, and seeing Mei Xiao ignoring him, he was not sure whether to attack or wait for the other party to slow down, and the two fell into an awkward confrontation.

"Huh~" The sharp whistle swept through the air, startling the crowd into a sudden chaos, and also woke up Mei Xiao, who was in deep thought, everyone followed the reputation, and it turned out to be Su Ting, who was standing behind the head, casually threw out a willow branch made into a whistle. But before the crowd had time to marvel, the tide of battle in the square changed. Mei Xiao began to swing his sword, the pitch-black sword was like a black dragon circling and flying, and like a black flame from hell burning, one style was as fast as the other, and when the dance reached the fastest, even Mei Xiao's figure disappeared, leaving only a pitch-black vortex.

Shen Wanfeng was startled by the whistle, and hurriedly responded to the battle, coupled with his poor swordsmanship, he didn't have any strength, and he barely made a few moves with Mei Xiao, and he was swept out of the battle circle, and retreated with a red face, muttering in a low voice that it was a big deal to come back next year.

After Mei Xiao finished the fight, she winked at Su Ting, who was the head of the head, and thanked him for waking him up at the critical moment. Sometimes, when Mei Xiao realized something in the battle, he would fall into a very deep state of thinking, and it would be difficult to wake up before he fully understood it, but fortunately, Su Ting knew Mei Xiao's habits early and woke him up with a whistle with internal strength.

There is no doubt that Mei Xiao won the next battle easily, there is no accident, Mei Xiao became the leader of the big competition, as the master, Luo Yi finally had a smile on his face, turned his head and looked at Su Ting with contemptuous eyes, and when he turned back to look at Mei Xiao, he changed to a smiling look.

Su Ting smiled bitterly, looking at his senior brother and gritting his teeth with hatred: "This dead old man!"

Next, it is the virtue assessment of the elders, although Mei Xiao has always been lazy, but he is diligent in sword training, and there is nothing wrong with virtue, and he even often teaches his later juniors. The elders naturally recognized Mei Xiao's character. At this point, Mei Xiao's experience in the mountain is already a sure thing.

On Wuyang Mountain, the noisy day is over, the sun puts away the scorching brilliance, exudes a golden red sunset, looking at the sky from any angle of Wuyang Mountain, you can see the gorgeous and spectacular fire clouds, the red clouds stretch for thousands of miles, as far as the eye can see, are the golden red sky.

Mei Xiao walked on the mountain path back to her residence, and her mood was not good, nor was she bad. The experience of traveling with his master when he was a teenager made him see all kinds of difficulties and dangers in the world early, and he didn't have any expectations for going out of the mountain, maybe it was just to fulfill his master's expectations.

Mei Xiao was walking, suddenly, a sharp sword light flew out from behind the tree in front of him, the sword light was even brighter than the noon sun, faster than the lightning in the rain, with a power that could penetrate everything, so startled that Mei Xiao jumped violently, and pulled out the black sword hanging on his waist as fast as possible, which was able to block it when the sword light was about to touch his body.

This sword startled Mei Xiao into a cold sweat, and finally stabilized his mind, and when he looked forward, he saw Su Ting standing on the mountain road and looking at him with a smile. Mei Xiao complained: "You're not afraid of really hurting me!"

Su Ting didn't care: "I'm measured, I can't hurt you." ”

"What are you looking for me? I don't accompany you in the sword competition, I've been competing for a day. Mei Xiao looked at Su Ting and asked.

Su Ting didn't speak, pulled Mei Xiao and left, and the two of them ran and jumped all the way to a cliff in the back mountain of Wuyang.

At this time, the moon has risen to the old high, and it happens to be the full moon, the white soft light is sprinkled, the scenery on the cliff is unobstructed, everything is shrouded in the bright light, there is a thin layer of fog between the mountains under the cliff, the moonlight passes through the mist, there is an illusion of being in the clouds, looking up at the moon, the laurel tree on the full moon is also clearly visible. Mei Xiao also knew for the first time that the moonlit night in Wuyang Mountain was so beautiful, so beautiful that people were reluctant to leave.

The two leaned side by side on a boulder, and Mei Xiao suddenly asked, "You say, what are we going down the mountain for?"

Su Ting looked at the moon and was fascinated: "To come back." ”

Mei Xiao was a little surprised by this answer, "What does it mean to come back?"

"I don't understand either, this is what the master told me. Su Ting said lightly: "I can't come back, there are too many injustices in the world, I want to manage it, and I can manage it." ”

Mei Xiao nodded and asked, "What if I encounter someone who can't be managed?"

Su Ting thought thoughtfully, "Maybe we will meet it, but doing things is like us practicing swords, sharp, sharp, and indomitable, I think I will take care of it to the end, no matter what." ”

Su Ting also asked Mei Xiao: "What are you going to do when you go down the mountain this time?"

"I don't know ......"

After a long night of talking, it was late at night when the two returned to their residence, and Mei Xiao, who had slept on the pillow before, had unprecedented insomnia......

Early the next morning, Mei Xiao packed her bags, took the dark strange sword, and walked down Wuyang Mountain, where she had lived for several years. On the path in front of the mountain, Mei Xiao looked back, and Wuyang Mountain was still as brilliant and dazzling as before, like another sun on the ground. Countless people shuttle back and forth in the mountains, practice swords and martial arts, and live hard, looking forward to the day when they can get out of here, to see the world, to practice chivalry, and to become a real chivalrous warrior.

Mei Xiao's heart used to be very small, so small that it could only fit a mountain, a sect, and a few friends; now, Mei Xiao's heart has become very big, and it can fit a hundred miles of grassland, thousands of miles of fertile fields, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Mei Xiao turned around, chose a path covered with fallen leaves and weeds, and walked towards the chaotic world without looking back.