After that night, Ming Daohong's father's revenge was also avenged, and the next day, Xiao Mo and Ming Daohong went to worship her parents, and their lives gradually calmed down. www.biquge.info He thought that he would take Ming Daohong back to Sanssouci Valley after a while, and complete the marriage between the two as soon as possible.

On this day, he was leading Xiao Sifan to practice martial arts in the martial arts training ground, and a domestic servant hurriedly ran to his side and told him:

"Dead son, a woman came outside, and she said that she wanted the master to go out to see her. ”

"Master?" Dead Xiao Mo was a little surprised for a while, he knew that the master in this servant's mouth was his uncle Xiao Bao, but at this time, Xiao Bao had been dead for more than half a year, why did a woman come out to find him now?

"Did she say her last name?"

"Nope. The servant shook his head and replied.

"Didn't you tell him that Uncle Xiao had been dead for a long time?" asked Xiao Mo again.

"I said it, but she didn't believe it, and insisted that the master go out to see her," the servant explained to him: "A few people from the Niu Nursing Home went up to drive her away, but this woman was so good that she cleaned up a few people in the Niu Nursing Home in three or two clicks." ”

"Alright, I got it. Dead Xiao Mo waved his hand at him.

When the servant saw this, he bowed down and retreated lightly.

"Who is here? I don't know if it's friend or foe. Dead Xiao Mo muttered to himself, but thinking that the woman was waiting outside at the moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly told Xiao Sifan to practice by himself, and then found it out by himself.

After a while, the dead Xiao Mo came to the outside of the mansion, looked intently, and saw a cold-looking woman standing on the side of the street, looking at her age of about twenty-four or five years old, and in addition, she had a sword in her hand, which looked quite extraordinary.

Thinking of the person who came to find Uncle Xiao was this woman, thinking of this, the dead Xiao Mo stepped forward and bowed to her, and asked:

"I don't know what to call the girl, why are you looking for my Uncle Xiao?"

When the woman heard what he said, she immediately looked at him carefully, and after looking at him, she said expressionlessly:

"Tell Gang Master Xiao to come and see me!"

"Gang Leader Xiao?" Xiao Mo pretended to be stunned, and then explained helplessly: "Girl, I'm really sorry, my Uncle Xiao has been dead for a long time, and now I am in charge of the position of Gang Leader." ”

"Dead?"

This time it was the woman's turn to be stunned, she looked at Xiao Mo again, and asked with a disbelieving expression on her face:

"You're a helper now?"

Dead Xiao Mo nodded.

"Well, since you're the gang leader, you should be able to be the axe gang leader, right?"

"Naturally!" replied Mo Xiaomo.

"In that case, draw your sword!"

The woman heard him say that she had done the master, so she didn't say more, and pulled out the sword in her hand with a "bang!"

Seeing her situation, Xiao Mo couldn't help but be stunned again, and asked, "What does this mean, girl?"

"You and I have a match, and the loser must agree to one condition from the other party!" said to the cold woman.

Is this man sick?

Dead Xiao Mo thought that this person was sick, and he didn't want to say anything more to her, so he turned around and was about to walk towards the mansion.

"Where are you going?"

Don't answer.

"Stop!"

Dead Xiao Mo kept moving.

"How can it be!"

I only heard the woman's cold drink, and the dead Xiao Mo who walked towards the mansion suddenly had a sudden warning, he didn't think about it, and hurriedly used his internal force to his feet, and performed the light body exercise and instantly moved horizontally to the outside of the zhang. Before he could stabilize his figure, there was a muffled sound of "bang!" in his ears, and when he raised his head to look, he found that there was a divine sword inserted in his previous position, and the bluestone-paved ground was actually broken open.

Dead Xiao Mo was angry in his heart, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he looked at the cold woman:

"Girl, what do you mean?"

"I said, you and I will compete in a game, and the loser promises the winner a condition!" replied the woman unhurriedly, as if nothing had happened.

"I've never fought with nameless people. The dead little Mo was about to turn around again, when he suddenly heard the woman say:

"My name is Lightning!"

Dead Xiao Mo was stunned, turned around suddenly, stared at her with electric eyes, and asked, "You are lightning?"

"yes, what's the problem?"

Lightning asked with a puzzled look.

"Uncle Xiao was injured by you last time?" asked Xiao Mo again.

Lightning hesitated, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll fight for you!" said Xiao Mo in a deep voice.

Hearing that Dead Xiao Mo said that he should meet his own request for a fight, a smile flashed imperceptibly on Lightning's cold face, but this smile was very faint, so faint that she didn't even notice it, if it weren't for Dead Xiao Mo staring at her eyes all the time, he wouldn't feel it either.

He knew that Lightning was excited by the upcoming Xuanwu Sword.

It's just a pity that the Xuanwu Sword is not in his hand, so thought of it in his heart. But he didn't plan to tell her all this now, because he also wanted to fight with this lightning, and Uncle Xiao died because of her, so shouldn't he, as a nephew, take revenge and come back?

"Since you agreed, let's get started!"

The lightning figure flickered, and she came to her divine sword in an instant, only to see her pull out the divine sword inserted in the ground, raise her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the dead Xiao Mo.

This woman is really as good as her name, her name is Lightning, and her temperament is as anxious as lightning, Dead Xiao Mo thought so in his heart, and said lightly:

"Yes. ”

After speaking, he pulled out the sharp sword at his waist, raised his arm slightly, and the tip of the sword also pointed at the lightning on the opposite side.

When Lightning saw the sword in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly:

"You're going to fight me with this sword?"

"It's okay! This sword will be enough for you. Dead Xiao Mo said calmly.

When the lightning heard this, his expression was slightly stunned,

"Boy arrogance!"

With a word, the sword wind rose.

I saw a little sword light spit out slightly on the tip of the divine sword, and then the lightning struck towards the dead Xiao Mo at an incredibly fast speed. Dead Xiao Mo tried to see the trajectory of her sword, but what he didn't expect was that the Nine Swords Sword Duel's exquisite anticipation of the enemy's first opportunity was not used at all at this moment, because he couldn't see through it.

In desperation, Xiao Mo thought of another sword theory - there are no moves to win, since she can't see her sword trajectory, then she uses no moves to turn sword moves.

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes, and the method of combining the sword that he felt when he fought with Boss Zhang and the four of them in the past was once again displayed, with the heart of the sword, the heart of the pass, the sword of the hand, the heart with the sword, the sword line!

At this time, the lightning sword had already come to the three inches in front of his forehead, and the little sword light on the tip of the sword was like a soul-hooking judge's pen.

Then a miracle can always happen at this juncture of life and death, only to see the dead Xiao Mo with his eyes closed as if he could see this sword as fast as lightning, and the right hand that had not moved had already moved, and the sharp sword in his hand was one step ahead of his right hand, and it was already in front of his forehead.

Hearing a crisp sound of "ding!", a flash of lightning flashed at the place where the two soldiers clashed, and Xiao Mo successfully blocked the lightning sword, but he looked a little embarrassed at the moment, because the electric light that came out for some reason was not an illusion, and it scorched a strand of hair on his forehead.

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