Xiao Yusheng was ashamed, Mo Yue's face was always covered with a layer of frost, I was afraid that I was really angry, Xiao Yusheng was in a hurry, and I didn't know how to say anything, but I kept saying "I".

Mo Yue became more and more annoyed, and sneered silently.

At this time, it was the boatman who was holding the penny who didn't know why, so he said inappropriately: "What Immortal Master Xiao said is right, Little Brother Moyue is indeed handsome." With this fine skin and tender meat, Donglindu is afraid that there are few girls who can compare. ”

The poor boatman didn't know Mo Yue, let alone her true identity, and the so-called fine skin and tender flesh should not modify the man, so it added fuel to the fire.

Mo Yue was so angry that her face turned red and white for a while, and she kicked the hull of the boat violently, snorting heavily, which startled the boatman, and he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

The ferry on the other side of the Bailong River is connected to a winding and undulating mountain path.

When they reached the shore, the boatman did not bother to greet them, and hurried away, as if he also knew the unpleasant atmosphere at the moment.

Xiao Yusheng glanced at Mo Yue, Mo Yue looked at him coldly, he had to take back the words that came to his mouth, and walked forward without saying a word.

Mo Yue looked at Xiao Yusheng's back and suddenly smiled.

However, after a while, Mo Yue's expression was straight again, her face was covered with frost again, and she shouted coldly, "Senior Brother Xiao." ”

Xiao Yusheng was overjoyed, thinking that Mo Yue finally didn't care about this matter, and looked back at Mo Yue, but saw that there was more evil in the other party's eyes, which looked like he wanted to let go of this matter.

Xiao Yusheng had no choice but to stiffen his head and respond: "What, what's the matter?"

Mo Yue walked towards him slowly, and as she walked, she took out the ink-colored folding fan from her waist that never left her body, closed the folding fan, and suddenly pointed at Xiao Yusheng, and said with a cold expression: "The Qiufeng clan can be killed but not humiliated, so I will ask my senior brother for advice." ”

Xiao Yusheng was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he immediately hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Brother Moyue, it's my fault, but this, don't use it!"

Seeing him waving his hand to refuse, Mo Yue seemed to be a little more angry, and snorted coldly: "It turns out that Senior Brother Xiao can't even look down on fighting me!"

"I, I didn't mean that. Xiao Yusheng was stunned.

"Then please. Mo Yue's folding fan shook and floated over.

Xiao Yusheng only felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and Mo Yue had already arrived in front of him, startled, and flashed to the right.

Mo Yue smiled, flicked the fan, and brought a sharp sound of breaking the air, shooting straight towards Xiao Yusheng.

Xiao Yusheng was shocked, and in his flash, he threw his backhand to his back, and the long sword shook out a sword flower, blocking the folding fan.

At this time, Mo Yue came to him again, caught the folding fan with his right hand, and moved forward as fast as lightning.

Xiao Yusheng was already dodging, and could only block it with a horizontal sword.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", Xiao Yusheng's face turned pale, and he floated back, then stared down at the long sword in his hand and was speechless.

At this time, Mo Yue no longer pursued, but looked at Xiao Yusheng with a smile.

Xiao Yusheng slowly raised his head, and the young man opposite, in a black robe, stood out.

After a while, there was a "click", and the long sword broke in two.

Xiao Yusheng was slightly stunned, and then Mo Yue let out a low snort.

The folding fan suddenly opened, and the magic in his hand changed continuously, only to see that in the ink-colored fan, a rich black qi burst out, and in the blink of an eye, this piece of heaven and earth was enveloped.

Xiao Yusheng subconsciously wanted to reach out to his arms, but found that everything around him had changed.

The black qi was tumbling and surging in front of him, and he was already in the black world like ink, and it was supposed to be a sunny day, but he was shocked to find that there was a round of hooked crescent moon hanging high in the air several times larger than usual.

Under the crescent moon, a black figure with a slightly cold expression, the long sword in his hand, pointed at his chest, and the figure suddenly bloomed in his eyes like a black cold light.

Xiao Yusheng only felt a sharp pain in his chest, the long sword passed through his chest, his eyes were a little dull and looked at the long sword on his chest, on the green shirt, there was a sword body like ink, and the red blood slowly oozed out of the green shirt, flowing on the black sword body, and finally slowly dripped into the air.

"Are you going to die here?"

"Master, disciple......"

When death comes, whose face is in your mind at that moment.

Xiao Yusheng slowly closed his eyes.....

"Senior Brother Xiao?"

Xiao Yusheng was suddenly startled, and opened his eyes suddenly, the sudden night and the crescent moon were gone, and the sky was clear.

But he saw that Mo Yue was still standing in place, the ink-colored long sword on his back had not been pulled out, and he was looking at him with a smile at the moment.

Xiao Yusheng suddenly looked at his chest, it was intact, and there was a sword body that pierced the chest.

Xiao Yusheng took a breath, his back was cold, and he was already in a cold sweat, and muttered, "I'm not dead!"

When Mo Yue heard this, she laughed heartily.

Xiao Yusheng looked at Mo Yue in surprise, only to see that his anger seemed to have subsided, and there was a slight smile on his face, just like when they met for the first time.

Xiao Yusheng was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "You are so powerful...... Thank you very much. ”

Mo Yue looked stunned, "It's really amazing, that's for sure", but I don't know where this "Xie" comes from, but looking at Xiao Yusheng's appearance, he seems to be very serious, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Xiao is also a person with a true temperament, but I have been offended a lot." ”

Xiao Yusheng saw that there was a real meaning in Mo Yue's words, and smiled slightly with relief.

But after a while, his expression finally darkened and said: "Your Taoism is profound, and I am far inferior to yours." ”

Mo Yue was stunned for a moment, was silent for a moment, and said: "I also won by luck with the help of this fan magic weapon, Senior Brother Xiao doesn't have to mind too much." ”

Xiao Yusheng wanted to say something more, but at this time, Mo Yue lowered her head and picked up Xiao Yusheng's two severed swords, and suddenly coughed lightly, and said, "I didn't know that Senior Brother Xiao's sword hadn't been practiced yet, and the shot was heavy." ”

Xiao Yusheng smiled bitterly, took the two severed swords from Mo Yue's hands, and couldn't help but be half deflated: Tianju Mountain has not yet arrived, and this close-fitting long sword has been broken into two, although Fang Yuemen specializes in the "Dao Fu" technique, but the "Dao Fu" is very difficult to make, and it cannot be used infinitely.

For example, at this moment, Xiao Yusheng only has seven "Dao Talismans" in his arms.

Just when Xiao Yusheng was stunned, "snort", an obscure low whistle sounded. Xiao Yusheng raised his eyes to look, but saw Mo Yue pull out the long sword on his back, the long sword was black from the hilt to the sword body, only there was a silver hook crescent moon on the hilt.

"Senior Brother Xiao, this sword is called Moyue, if Senior Brother doesn't dislike it, take it for temporary use. ”

Xiao Yusheng was taken aback, looked at Mo Yue, and saw that what he said was extremely sincere, not like he was joking, and hurriedly said, "This, how can this be?"

Mo Yue smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiao can return it to me after the big competition is over." ”

I don't know why Xiao Yusheng's heart is warm!

Is it because of the kindness and sincerity in Mo Yue's smile, or is it because of the heaviness of being alone for so many years?

Xiao Yusheng finally showed a smile on his face and said, "Thank you." ”

But he didn't reach out to pick up the "Moyue" sword.

The two of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they both laughed out loud after a while.

What makes you laugh at the moment?