The lights and shadows in the Moon Washing Hall were longing, a gust of wind was faintly blowing, the candles were swaying, and then there was a sound of clanging, and Qiyue Zhenren held Xiao Ningsu and retreated from the sword mound.

The thin sword "Haoyue" followed, the red-eyed sword spirit circled around the body, and flew back to Qiyue Zhenren's skirt, Xiao Ningsu was still unconscious in Qiyue Zhenren's arms, his clothes were stained with blood, his breath was weak, and the wounds on his shoulders and back that were melted by Jin Gang were terrifying, and he couldn't imagine what kind of trouble this woman had encountered, and she was actually in such a difficult situation.

With a wave of her hand, the heavy door of the Moon Washing Hall slammed shut, and Qiyue Zhenren stepped up to the moon platform in one go, placing Xiao Ningsu, who was as light as a flying swallow, in the attic, removing her robe, revealing Xiao Ningsu's snow-like skin, and her two fingers were placed in Xiao Ningsu's Divine Court, and a True Yuan detective entered the room, and in an instant, Xiao Ningsu's internal injuries were investigated.

"Huh~" Qiyue Zhenren exhaled a breath of turbidity slightly, the way of the sword was like her, and it was also a burden to spread three thousand miles of imperial envoy Pang Bo's sword momentum, but fortunately, Xiao Ningsu was only melted by Jin Gang, but the important meridians in the body were fortunately not damaged.

He personally smeared Xiao Ningsu with black jade intermittent ointment, took a few good healing pills with warm water, and touched the cheeks of the jade man in front of him, who was similar to the old people in the past, and was slightly distracted, thought about it slightly, waved his hand and summoned the sword spirit red eyebrows, and told her to take a good look at Xiao Ningsu, get up and stand by the jade fence of the moon platform, the bright moon gradually rose, the moonlight was blurred, but the real person of Qiyue was gone.

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The blue grass is swaying, the pink butterfly flies alone, there are oranges in Huainan, Huaibei is orange, Shenzhou is splendid in the Central Plains, prosperous in Huainan, there is no beacon smoke, everyone is a fairy in the sky, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal.

"Fate word formula, pluck a few strings in the south of the Yangtze River; if you cherish each other, the begonia will still live next year; a song is exhausted, a dance is not finished...... "Huai'an Fang City, Huainan is rich, Huai'an is especially bad, Taihu stone pavement, the pedestrians are all fluttering clothes, or the talented man holds a fan chic, or the beauty has a white face and red lips, three or two peach blossoms fall into the water and reflect the red dust of the world, and the ground envy the immortals.

The spring has passed, the summer heat gradually rises in May, Huai'an 17th Street, there is a small shop with black eaves and green tiles, there is often a female pianist stroking the piano and singing, Huai'an people have long been accustomed to walking through the 17th Street, listen to the soft voice of the female pianist, whether it is the song lining the piano sound, but also the voice of the piano companion, they can not tell clearly, because they love the pianist's singing, the little Huai'an is actually a family with a collection of musical instruments, every day there are many people ask the pianist to tune the strings.

One day, the violinist just debugged the guqin for someone, the palace merchant Jiao Zhengyu played in turn, into the ear dingdong, the pianist smiled slightly, both hands were handed over to the guests, the wind and clouds outside the store were slightly rising, but it was raining, the piano master took down a flute from the wooden frame, groped to sit in front of the store, a pipe of hole flute, the rainy season is coming.

When the rain stopped, a butterfly with its colorful wings wet by the rain flew and landed on the pianist's flute, perhaps unwilling to disturb Fluttershy, the pianist held the flute, but the flute gradually lowered, and she smiled, summer seemed to have arrived, and spring seemed to have returned.

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The eyebrows were slightly cold, Xiao Ningsu rubbed his eyes and woke up, uh, is it so familiar on Huangquan Road?

Xiao Ningsu stood up, her waist-length hair was scattered behind her hips, she stood barefoot on the cool white marble, and there was a thin sword wrapped in black cloth on the table, the hilt of the sword was inlaid with red jade, what else could it be if it wasn't Qiyue Zhenren's thin sword? Ha, sure enough, it was Qiyue Zhenren who entered the sword mound and rescued her.

After a turn of thought, he muttered and found his Suwang sword, but he didn't find it for a long time, he was already injured and weak, Xiao Ningsu sighed and leaned on the big pillow at the head of the bed, but there was a red-eyebrow girl hanging in front of him.

Without waiting for Xiao Ningsu to react, the red-eyed girl reached out and beckoned her Suwang Sword and placed it beside Xiao Ningsu, the red-eyed girl glanced at the stupid girl with great disdain, the red light flashed, and it disappeared into the thin sword, which made Xiao Ningsu very embarrassed.

Holding on the hilt of King Su's sword, the meaning of warmth was born, King Su was in his hand, and nothing in the world could make her feel afraid, only then did she feel that the cold in front of her was tight, and when she looked down, a few sparks were provoked in her phoenix eyes, and she was just about to take out the robe from her purse and put it on, when the red-eyed girl flew out again.

This is a childish girl, but she wants to fork her waist, poke her fingers, her red eyebrows are crooked, no matter how you look at it, she thinks this is a bear child, Xiao Ningsu has never had a good impression of bear children, at least before the age of thirty, she will not forget the trouble of picking up her skirt in front of the bear child in Zhaojiazhen on a certain day in a certain year.

But the red eyebrows are sword spirits, which are incarnated as phantoms, Xiao Ningsu naturally can't stop it, the slender fingers poked at the center of Xiao Ningsu's eyebrows, only to feel that the eyebrows are hot, and there seems to be some indescribable feeling flowing into the heart, the red eyebrows withdrew their hands, hugged their arms in an old-fashioned manner, and said, "Hey, look at your sea of knowledge!"

Xiao Ningsu was stunned, she didn't expect that the sword spirit of Qiyue Zhenren looked like a fierce little hairy child, and her voice couldn't escape the soft and glutinous child's voice after all, and she looked like a big sister, and patted the head of the red eyebrows in vain, which made the sword spirit angry, and the sword qi was shocked, and she quickly withdrew her hand in fright, thinking that if King Su gave birth to a sword spirit one day, she would definitely discipline King Su into a sword spirit as smart as her. But in the end, Xiao Ningsu didn't even know what the sword spirit was.

Cultivated to the rotation, the monk Zhihai gradually took shape, there is a mud pill palace that stores the mind, the sea of knowledge called by the red eyebrows is actually the mud pill palace, Xiao Ningsu's mind probed into, and sure enough, he found a trace of abnormality in the mud pill palace, and his heart sank, the mud pill palace is different, but it is related to the future mind, Xiao Ningsu did not dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly recited the "Zixia Refining Heart Record" silently, but the Taoist mind could not urge that trace of abnormality, Xiao Ningsu exhausted all his means, but it was still to no avail, so he had to look at the red eyebrow sword spirit for help.

The red eyebrows slapped back Xiao Ningsu's head in a daze, spread his little hands, and said simply: "I'm just a sword spirit, and my talent instinctively comes out, but I don't understand, anyway, the master has been gone for so long, and it should come back, you ask the master." ”

Xiao Ningsu was speechless for a while, and angrily bounced back to the red eyebrows, in the end, it was a girl, the red eyebrows got back into the thin sword, and refused to come out again. I thought that since the sword mound was finished, it was better to go to the Moon Cave to finish the classics as soon as possible, and send them back to Qingsang Valley as soon as possible, or to code the Great Wall with Dong Xin Nancheng a day earlier.

After meditating for most of the day, after the sunset and sunrise, Qiyue Zhencai returned from afar, returned to the moon platform, and as soon as he saw Xiao Ningsu looking at her with bright eyes, the corners of Qiyue Zhenren's lips raised, and he took out a pill and fed Xiao Ningsu to eat. Seeing that Xiao Ning was no longer in trouble, he said: "Jin Gang is fierce, don't induce the sword qi again in the past few days, otherwise the unexhausted Jin Gang qi will penetrate into the bone marrow, and it will be difficult to get rid of it." ”

Xiao Ningsu nodded in response, and asked about the sword mound, Qiyue Zhenren replied casually, to the effect that the sword mound has hundreds of millions of withered swords, and it is inevitable that there will be demon spirits, and the Moon Washing Hall has its own prohibition against it, as soon as the demon spirit came out, she went down to kill the demon spirit, and easily fished back this uncompetitive girl.

Xiao Ning was a little dumbfounded, and talked about the red eyebrow sword spirit and her knowledge of the sea, Qiyue Zhenren seemed to be in a very good mood today, and patiently swept Xiao Ningsu Mud Pill Palace with real human sense, his face was indifferent, and said: "Living in your Mud Pill Palace is a wisp of essence sword soul, which is not harmful to you, and when you practice the method of cultivating gods in the future, you might as well raise this wisp of sword soul by the way, which is beneficial to your refining of the natal sword and pure sword intent." ”

Xiao Ningsu remembered that before losing consciousness in the sword mound, he smashed the spirit jade on the light blue Qingfeng that he liked quite a lot, but unfortunately he couldn't bring it out, and he still had to find a sword weapon in his hand, and his mind moved, Xiao Ningsu wiped his eyes, and said with some grievances: "Originally, the disciple found a good sword in the sword mound, and thought about taking it down and offering it to the real person, who Cheng thought about the way of the demon spirit, not only did he not take the sword, but he was also tired of the real person, and the disciple was really useless." ”

Qiyue Zhenren heard it a little foggy, watching Xiao Ningsu suck the tip of her nose, as if she was about to cry, and she didn't know what to say, but where did she see Xiao Ningsu's beautiful eyes reddening, calmly put her hand on the top of Xiao Ningsu's head, and said, "Say, do you want a portable sword weapon?"

Xiao Ningsu hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Qiyue Zhenren smiled rarely, Qiyue Zhenren in black clothes and black skirts was originally a very chic and uninhibited person, under a smile, Peng Sheng was just like that, she reached out and took out an old sword with a sheath with a golden handle from Sumeru mustard seeds, and suddenly Xiao Ningsu's eyes lit up, and she was just about to take it, and the Qiyue Zhenren who wanted to be cunning and cunning was tall in one fell swoop, and Xiao Ningsu couldn't reach it on tiptoe. She was so angry that she wanted to go down to the moon platform.

"The Taoist sect has clear rewards and punishments, and there can be rewards for no merit. Qiyue said quietly.

Xiao Ningsu understood the content of Qiyue Zhenren, and reluctantly took out the seedling of the Brewing Spirit Hun from her purse, this woman is really excessive, it is obviously a gift given away, and she even has to take it back from the hands of a disciple who is no more than a fraction of her age, I don't want to, but Qiyue Zhenren threw the sword in his hand over, Xiao Ningsu was stunned and was smashed in the head, which made Qiyue Zhenren roll his eyes, thinking that you were a character in the Taoist Sect in the past, and you actually lived like this in this life, it was really a phoenix turned into a chicken.

"The sword mound demon spirit easily did not show up, this time you lured out the demon spirit and removed a harm for the Dao Sect, which is considered meritorious, this handle, well, the old sword is called Ming Cicada, use it well. Qi Yue Zhenren said, his brows jumped, and he opened the black skirt very indifferently and tied the thin sword back to his lap. From a foot away, Xiao Ningsu saw the aura of the red-eyebrow sword.

When Xiao Ningsu walked off the moon platform, Qiyue Zhenren was silent suddenly, and after a long time, she drank by the railing, and the cold wine was sprinkled in the air, and she said in a low voice: "In the past, this year, it is, after so many years." ”