Mo Wushuang's phantom shattered.

Mu Chenxin and Mu Chennian still maintained the most standard disciple etiquette of Momei Villa, and only sat down again after confirming that Mo Wushuang had completely left.

The disciples of the Mo Sect rushed up to them, curiously asking about their previous experiences, not deliberately alienated at all because they were once disciples of the Holy Pavilion, and Mo Qing also apologized to them happily for their previous attack.

Bei Ming Xiu leaned against a corner of the lobby and watched this scene calmly.

In his opinion, the Mu sisters and brothers were originally lurking in the Momei Villa, even if they really had no intention of harming everyone at that time, Mu Chennian still gathered spiritual power.

Whether it was at the behest of the powerful people of the Holy Pavilion outside or for other reasons, since there were signs of doing it, it was reasonable for him to attack and kill him as soon as possible.

If he wants to apologize to the person who was still fighting for life and death just now, like Mo Qing, he can't do it.

At this moment, Mu Chenxin and Mu Chennian had already walked over to him.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were slightly cold, and he was about to speak, but he saw Mu Chenxin and Mu Chennian bowing to him, and said sincerely: "Zhou Shaoxia, I'm sorry." ”

This sudden but sincere apology made the Northern Meditation Cultivator freeze the cold words that he was about to utter in his throat.

He was stunned, bowed slightly to the Mu brothers and sisters, and said, "I should have said I'm sorry, but it happened suddenly, and I was a little ruthless." ”

Mu Chennian smiled and scratched his head, "Thank you Brother Zhou for your understanding." ”

Mu Chenxin said: "Zhou Han, thank you." ”

Leaving these words, Mu Chenxin and Mu Chennian's sister and brother joined hands and returned to the team of Momei Villa, but they were soon pulled by Mo Yuan to guide them to practice, and they were a little stunned for a while.

Bei Ming Xiu looked at their embarrassed appearance, smiled and said to himself, "It seems that they are not too bad. ”

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was another person beside him.

Because she didn't cultivate, he didn't notice her approach for a while.

Weiyi opened a pair of big clear eyes, and stroked towards the north: "Why does your apology look so fake?"

Bei Mingxiu wanted to refute it, because his apology was still quite sincere, but he also had to admit that his apology was really not sincere.

If it weren't for the fact that the Mu brothers and sisters apologized to him first, he might not have ignored them.

He crossed out to Wei: "Maybe it's because I already have a problem in my heart."

After a moment of silence, he stroked: "You are very Yao Chongge, very different. “

Bei Ming Xiu said calmly: "I'm not a senior brother, my heart is still relatively small. ”

He smiled and said, "But you're all good people." “

After speaking, she waved her hand towards the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and also returned to the large team of Momei Villa.

Bei Mingxiu looked at her petite back, and his heart warmed.

He has always wanted to be a good person, and now he wants to be a good person like Qu Youyuan, but he also knows that he is not a good person.

A good person wouldn't do such a despicable act as sneaking up on someone from behind, nor would he respond to others with a grin like he did just now.

But being told by an honest little girl that she is a good person is still very happy in her heart after all.

"Good guys?"

As he was reminiscing, he heard an old cough not far away.

The cough was not loud or small, just enough for him to hear, and it was very deliberate, with a faint urging in it.

He left the wall he was leaning against and walked towards the Breeze.

......

Feng Liangjie, who had been closing his eyes in the corner of the wall to recuperate, was in good spirits at the moment, and looked at Bei Mingxiu with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands with some anticipation: "What should you have on you...... Ice marble, give me some. ”

Northern Meditation Cultivator was a little strange, but there was a bit of resoluteness in Feng Liangjie's tone, so he hurriedly replied, "How many do you want?"

"All. ”

Northern Meditation Cultivator had no choice but to hand over all the remaining thirty-two ice marbles on his body to Fengliang Festival.

These days, he has been tempered by Wei Shengqin's music every day, and the spiritual power that Tiandao can accumulate is not much, and it is not easy for these ice marbles to be gathered.

He didn't ask Feng Liangjie what he was going to do, because at this time, Fengliangjie's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, as if he was about to face an extremely terrifying opponent, and he had to fight with a twelve-point spirit to have a glimmer of life.

He hurriedly retreated, so as not to disturb Feng Liangjie's next moves.

Feng Liangjie closed his eyes, and the thirty-two ice marbles in his hand melted at the same time, forming a huge water mirror.

His finger tapped lightly in the water mirror, and the ice condensed again, so that the water mirror became an ice mirror.

This ice mirror was pure, with almost no impurities, just like the immortal body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Feng Liangjie nodded with satisfaction and opened his eyes, there seemed to be chaos in his eyes.

His hands were not kept wandering around the ice mirror, and countless small holes quickly appeared on the ice mirror, and there seemed to be some kind of pattern in them.

Bei Mingxiu only glanced at it, and then felt a chaos in his mind, and quickly looked away.

"Stay away, it's not good to be affected. "Jiujiu Library

After Feng Liangjie said this, the messy white beard shook himself without wind, and quickly took out a pile of scraps of paper from his sleeve and sprinkled it on the top of the ice mirror, like a heavy snow falling.

If Bei Ming Xiu saw it more clearly, he would find that these scraps of paper turned out to be the three silver tickets he gave to Fengliang Festival a few days ago.

Most of the scattered scraps of paper hovered at different heights above the ice mirror, forming a beautiful spectacle, and perhaps putting this ice mirror outside now can make many literati and artists compete for poetry.

Only a few confetti broke away from the shackles above the ice mirror and landed on the ice, faintly gathering into eight spots.

Feng Liangjie's expression suddenly became extremely fanatical, and he bit the index finger of his right hand in one fell swoop, and pressed the blood of his fingertips to the center of the ice mirror.

......

A mysterious and incomprehensible aura wandered between heaven and earth.

It's not spiritual power, it's not an idea, it seems to be born between heaven and earth, but it is not compatible with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and it doesn't seem to have any impact on this piece of heaven and earth.

Mo Wushuang was the first to sense this aura.

But even he couldn't tell the true source of this aura, and only frowned a little deeper.

The second heavenly punishment from the Eye of the Firmament was imminent, and he had no time to think.

But for some reason, his heart suddenly felt a little sour, and he wanted to find a place to cry secretly.

......

In the stargazing map, Qu Youyuan, who was waking up slowly, changed his complexion, and shouted with all his might: "Where is the third senior brother?"

Yan Cheng glanced at the lobby that was hanging above another star with a complicated expression.

Mr. Wen Liu's face changed, and he hurriedly wanted to rush over, but suddenly felt a very slight fluctuation coming from the lobby, and the whole person froze at this moment, and only said gloomily after a while: "It's too late." ”

Wei Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "This is the third senior brother...... The choice is your own. ”

"Really, one or two are stupid. ”

"What's the point of doing that? “

The tears in the corners of Mr. Wenliu's eyes had not yet dried, and he was washed away by tears at this time.

She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself.

......

In the lobby at this time, Feng Liangjie showed a smug smile.

The wounds on his fingertips had long been frozen by the ice, and the scraps of paper on the ice mirror suddenly disappeared in an instant.

He sighed with some regret.

If you still have a few copper plates on your body, the effect may be better.

Still, it's pretty much the same.

"Up!"

Feng Liangjie laughed and landed on the ice mirror, and the entire ice mirror suddenly shattered, becoming a puddle of ice water on the floor.

Everyone in the lobby was startled by the laughter of the Wind Festival.

Feng Liangjie looked at everyone innocently and smiled: "I'm sorry to scare you?" ”

He walked slowly towards the lobby door, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and a look of great satisfaction.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator stepped forward with some concern, and stopped talking.

He could see that although the Fengliang Festival was full of red light at this moment, the vitality in his body was almost exhausted.

Feng Liangjie patted him on the shoulder and whispered triumphantly, "I won." ”

When he said this, he was like a child showing off his accomplishments to others.

For some reason, Bei Mingxiu was stunned in his heart, and he was stunned for a while.

Soon, Feng Liangjie walked to the gate, turned around and smiled: "Old man, I'll go out to blow the wind, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask, but Feng Liangjie was no longer in the lobby.

......

The Festival of Wind and Brightness appears among the stars in the sky.

He has always felt that the stars in the stargazing chart are incomparably wonderful existences, and at this time, seeing the sea of stars in the picture, he can't help but feel relaxed and happy.

He glanced at a star not far below.

His fellow disciples were all there, and they seemed to know what he had just done, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

For this, he is a little sorry, but he will not regret it.

"The so-called Heavenly Dao, but so, it's not a blind man!"

Feng Liang looked up to the sky and laughed, his body shattered in the starlight.

At this moment, his smug laughter could be heard throughout the stargazing map.