Call.

It seems that someone is sighing, and it is also like someone sighing.

Drunk Taiping fell on his back in a pool of blood, and the hand that wanted to reach out to the sky still couldn't touch the moon that was close at hand at this moment.

But he still had a light smile on his face, as if to say that he had no regrets about it.

The snow sword lost its brilliance again and returned to calm, and the hands holding the sword slowly drooped.

"Fox ...... Mo-kun!"

The girl in the red dress had not yet recovered from the shock, and when she caught a glimpse of the figure standing in front of her at some unknown point, she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm, which was able to drag the man's body.

But the girl slammed and almost lost her footing.

It's heavy.

She had never known that this thin-looking man was so heavy.

"You ......"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength. ”

Mo Jun gently patted the girl's hand holding his arm, gave her a tired smile, and then straightened up again.

The heavy feeling suddenly dissipated, and the girl subconsciously let go of her hand, and then she put her hands behind her waist in a very frustrated manner, twisted her fingers together in a mess, and finally even lowered her head timidly.

Mo Jun seemed to be unaware of the girl's actions, he put away his sword, slowly walked to the side of Drunk Taiping, and stood like this, quietly looking at each other with a complicated gaze.

"I've killed a lot of people, and a lot of people have died around me. He said softly: "They are either unwilling, or resentful, or remorseful, or calm, or ...... The righteousness is awe-inspiring. ”

"But this is the first time I've seen you smile. ”

Mo Jun laughed, exhaled deeply, and then didn't care about the blood on the ground, sat down cross-legged with his hands on his knees, and continued to talk to himself as if he were talking to the dead man in front of him, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Did you see something?"

"Or ...... Can't you see anything?"

He raised his head and looked at the petals circling and fluttering around him, and his voice became more and more silent: "Is it the wind that is too strong for you to hear the sound of the sword swinging? Is it the flowers that are too chaotic and obscuring your vision? Is it the moon that is too bright and confusing your soul?"

He lowered his head, crossed his sword in front of his knee, and asked, "Or is it that the snow is too cold and has taken your heart?"

If so, feel the same way. ”

He sighed, but when this sigh fell, the corners of his mouth rose again: "However, I may be a little luckier than you." ”

"This sword sacrifice to you is called 'Wind Flower Snow Moon'. ”

At the top of the cliff, suddenly only the sound of the wind remained.

Mo Jun got up slowly, turned around, and his eyes fell on the girl in the red dress behind him, who looked even more nervous, his legs trembled and fell backwards, but his steps were unsteady and he fell to the ground.

Mo Jun sneered, and took the lead in breaking the embarrassing atmosphere and said, "Miss, you ......"

The girl in the red dress scolded angrily: "Shut up!"

Mo Jun froze.

"I haven't said I'll forgive you yet!"

"Oh. Mo Jun replied with a smile: "Then you can hate it, and wait for the eldest lady to come and take my life in person at any time." ”

"You!"

The girl gritted her teeth, ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but clench the lost dagger, eager to rush forward and stab the bastard in front of her in the heart, and this time, she must stab her in the right. The girl only remembered at this time that when the person in front of her was still called "Tan Hu", he was such a brazen, heartless, and outright bastard!

"It's a good month. ”

Just as the two were confronting, an extremely timely voice suddenly sounded from behind the girl. The sound was magnetic, restrained, and deep, and it reverberated from the top of the cliff at the moment, making it truly audible.

The two of them were startled, the girl looked around in amazement, as if someone had broken something embarrassing, and Mo Jun was like a great enemy.

This voice will not be forgotten until he dies.

Immediately afterwards, the voice uttered a teasing remark that did not match its characteristics, and the tone was full of playfulness: "If I am not here, are the two of you really going to have a 'wind and snow'?"

"Nonsense!" the girl was angry, as if she had put everything behind her, except for her shame.

"Miss, be careful!"

Swish.

Like a flash of lightning, just as the girl was stunned for a moment, Mo Jun had appeared behind her, and the snow-white long sword in his hand had been unsheathed again.

One man and one sword, exuding a surging momentum.

The girl's gaze also changed from stunned to frightened.

She knows

I saw that under the shadow of the trees reflected in this peach blossom forest, thousands of black crows with wings fluttered out.

They were as black as ink, their eyes flashing with a shuddering blood light, and where they passed, a strange black mist rolled up, and after the black mist diffused and raged in this peach blossom forest, it gradually converged, and finally transformed into a figure covered in black robes.

Then, the fog dissipated, the black crows disappeared, and the flowers and forests returned to tranquility.

Compared with Fang Cai, there is only one more person.

The black robe, the long hair, and the hideous, ugly demon mask...... And, the mask's eyes flashed like a wolf's green gaze.

The girl thought of a name, but her lips could not say anything but tremble.

"Pretending to be a ghost, when did you become interested in these ominous birds?" Mo Jun couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene.

"When I came here, I passed by an interesting place and saw something interesting, so I just played a little trick. The black-robed man smiled and said, "If the general doesn't like it, he won't be clumsy in front of the general next time." ”

"It's just that I don't dare to guarantee that there will be a next time for the general. ”

He said it with extreme contempt, as if the life and death of the opponent in front of him were under his control.

Mo Jun's hands suddenly began to tremble.

It's not fear, it's not excitement, he can't put into words how it feels.

Just as soon as I saw this black robe and this mask, I remembered many people and many things.

Wei Shengyou, who is also a teacher and friend, Wei Shengzhao, who is like a father and a king, Tianji, who has never met, and his best friend Sikong Wang...... A lot of people.

A lot of hatred.

Although the girl behind her was mixed with crying and desperately explained that she didn't know that things had become like this, and that person would appear here, these Mo Jun didn't care anymore.

The brain is occupied, the ears can't hear anything, and there is only room for one person in the eyes.

But deep down in my heart, I still seem to feel that a person has pleaded earnestly in front of him, "Save my son-in-law".

Amusing.

"You have to die. ”

He said.

"Coincidentally. ”

The shadow laughed.

"You too. ”

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