38-for-tat
"You're enough!" Mei Yan shook the goosebumps on her body. It's obviously a normal comrade-in-arms, but when he said it, why is it so disgusting?
When I was in the Demon Abyss, everyone was red-eyed. She doesn't know how to use cleaning techniques, and she doesn't care much about those details when she rests. They are all monks, they just eat and live together, so how can they get close?
In all fairness, Xuan Xiao is also a cold and handsome beautiful man, but his current appearance is really creepy and greasy.
Shen Yu was also fed up, put down his chopsticks, and puffed out his face angrily: "I've eaten well!"
He didn't seem to be like Mei Yan wanted to fight with Xuan Xiao at all, but he couldn't help but want to fight with Xuan Xiao.
Mei Yan saw him huffing angrily, and couldn't help poking his little drum face: "Really full?"
Shen Yu was a little embarrassed and dodged Mei Yan's hand, "Master, let's do the right thing first, otherwise we won't be able to eat well!"
Mei Yan also agreed, "Okay." Then she turned to Xuan Xiao and stood up.
"Xuanxiao Daoyou, you saved me once, count me as owing you. I'll help you reincarnate your sword soul and help you regain your strength...... However, now that you've got the late stage of fitting, that's enough. ”
Xuan Xiao sat still, his eyes darkened: "It's not enough." ”
Mei Yan said slowly: "Although we have fought together, you should know that we can never become friends. ”
"Yes, you have always disagreed with my path. However, you seem to be in need of the strength I have gained this way. ”
Xuan Xiao crossed his arms and sneered.
"Also, I'm blocking the knife for Hanwei, not for you. ”
The atmosphere of apparent harmony has completely disappeared and has been replaced by heaviness and oppression. Xuan Xiao's expression returned to the coldness he had when he first met, after all, this was his true face.
"On the battlefield, it's your duty to protect your teammates. But you touch your conscience, look at the blood on your hands, those things, how can you wash them clean?"
As he spoke, he also stood up, and the height gap between the two suddenly brought a heavy sense of oppression!
"After so many years, why don't you want to face your true self? If you hadn't left us alone, Han Wei and I wouldn't have to go to the deepest part of the Demon Abyss to find you!"
Mei Yan didn't answer, but her face began to turn pale.
"How different are you from me? Don't you think you're a hypocrite? If the threat of the Demon Yuan is not removed, the war will never end, will you not be able to hold the sword? What kind of innocent and pure pretending to be suddenly there?"
"It's all said that you don't want to mention it again——!"
Mei Yan suddenly became hysterical and flipped the table.
The cups, plates, and chopsticks were in a mess, and Shen Yu was taken aback, not because the master suddenly lost control, but because Mei Yan's hand had always been as steady as Mount Tai, shaking!
Xuan Xiao took a step forward, his face full of the kind of malice that was taken for granted.
"As long as the end can be achieved, what is the difference between the means? Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, whether it is a human or a demon, a demon beast or a spirit grass, and the strong plundering the weak, it is a matter of course!"
Mei Yan's left palm was still holding the half of the Tong Guan grass, pinching it stiffly, as if to stabilize his emotions.
Shen Yu panicked and grabbed her from behind - this was the master's hand holding the sword, and the slight tremor and hot temperature passed through the thin cocoon in the palm of his hand, making Shen Yu's heart can't help but pound.
Mei Yan felt the coldness in his hands, glanced at his little apprentice, although his eyes were still cold, he quickly came back to his senses - he was, frightened, right?
She looked at Shen Yu blankly. Apprentices are all very fragile things, and one will die if they are not careful.
She doesn't want to see you like this, whether it's for the sake of the Demon Yuan or whatever, she taught them everything by hand, not to watch them die.
Zhiwei is a good child and will be afraid, but Hanwei was so stupid at the beginning, he is not afraid of anything.
Mei Yan shook his apprentice's cold little hand back expressionlessly, and pushed him behind him.
"Xuanxiao, I don't want to argue with you. I'm just telling you, I'm not the same as I used to be. ”
She looked up at Xuan Xiao, and her mentality regained firmness, like grass in the wind, bent but not broken.
"I can help you as much as I can, but let's stop here! Xuan Ling really thinks I'm seducing you, I can't always mess with him......"
Xuan Xiao interrupted her gloomily: "If he asks you for trouble again, I will kill him and sacrifice the sword." ”
Mei Yan looked at him incomprehensibly, "Xuan Ling is also asking me for trouble, he treats you as a brother, can you even say this?"
"What does he think of me, and what does it have to do with me?"
"Xuan Xiao, even if you are a true disciple, you can't be so ruthless and unrighteous!"
"The way of heaven is ruthless, and it is because you are too obsessed to prove the Tao by example. ”
"Prove by example?" Mei Yan felt that this person was really unreasonable, "In that case, it is useless to say more. ”
She threw the spirit stone bag on her seat, put her hands behind her back, and rose up with her sword.
"Let's go, let me see how much you've grown over the years!"
Xuan Xiao was in a good mood, "Old place, old rules?"
Finally messed up the pleasant and beautiful meal of these two people, and he was extremely comfortable now.
"The old rules. Mei Yan led Shen Yu to take the lead, she ate this meal very unhappily, and now she really wants to beat people!
......
The old place was a bare hill, with a very different style of painting from the rest of the neighborhood—the criss-crossing ravines on the hill were clearly the traces of battle left by the high-ranking monks, which made people look at it impressively.
There is a large flat area in the middle, so flat that it seems to have been cut, showing what kind of fierce battles have taken place here!
Xuan Xiao fell on the flat ground, and he also sighed with emotion: "Zhufeng and Lanting are both divine swords, and they can move mountains and seas casually." Are you really okay now?"
Jian Xiu's loss of the sword is undoubtedly the most painful loss, and Xuan Xiao said this, but also had some thoughts of making moves.
Mei Yan didn't think so, and said solemnly: "It's enough to deal with you." ”
She pulled out an unsheathed sword, and the flying sword she was riding floated silently behind her. For the Waste Spirit Root Sword Cultivator, the double sword fighting method is a very basic routine.
One flying sword is used to assist in body movement, and the other is in the hand - all flying swords can be controlled with sword tricks, but the most stable and lethal way is always the swordsmanship in the hand.
Shen Yu often saw Mei Yan cultivating the sword technique of flying swords, but it was rare to see her draw her sword seriously!
The master in his eyes is either pine nuts or oranges in his hands, or all kinds of other snacks, whether it is his hands or his mouth, he can't be idle.
At this time, Mei Yan rarely became serious, and he also dodged far away, using spiritual energy to protect his body, and at the same time releasing spiritual power perception, paying attention to the battlefield of the two.
Mei Yan's slender hand firmly grasped the hilt of the sword. The thin calluses covered the pattern of the hilt of the sword, fitting like a limb born from her body.
With this action, Mei Yan also began to change. Unexpectedly, the serious Mei Yan was not as sharp as Shen Yu imagined, but a little down-and-out with a little vicissitudes.
A sense of desolation spread from her body, like a falling flower buried in a quagmire, and a circle of viscous ripples like substance slowly spread.