The flowers and plants placed in the sword house are not known in the light wind and night. Three or five bottles of flowers to be put in the room, with a blooming flower, miscellaneous spirit grass embellishment, all kinds of colors, by a few bushes of turquoise padding, for the eye. Listening to the snow and the cold child, in addition to being a thief, has such a very subtle and extremely refined mind.

"Well, I just stole incense?" the young man had a weak heart. The dreamlike feeling lingers at your fingertips.

Xing Ye is "robbery", Han'er and Tingxue are "thieves", and he is "stealing", so what about not asking for mercy? Mo Wenqing is curling through the flowers.

Feng Qingye said: "Sister Mo, I want to ask for something." ”

Mo turned his head with a sly smile.

The young man panicked, took a jade slip, and said, "This ...... Set of swordsmanship, send ...... Here you go. ”

Mo was stunned at the beginning, the people she came over were used to seeing the scheming methods of all kinds of characters, so she couldn't understand the young man's intentions: "Go, go, go, send it yourself." What are I doing with my hands?"

Feng Qingye said solemnly: "This swordsmanship has an extraordinary origin. It's a good gift for Tingxue, and of course you have to learn it too. With the remnants of the sword intent of the Wuli Concept, I will help you two reach the state of perfection. ”

"Throw it over. Mo asked his heart to move, and there was still half a sentence left in his mouth: "I thought I was going to Ningzhou to talk about the matchmaker." ”

took the jade Jane, walked while throwing it, laughed at the thin skin of the two, and went to Wuli Guanwai.

Listen to the snow originally from Ningzhou. Wind thought lightly.

The two of them are in love, true and pure, except for knowing each other's names, they don't do the investigation of their backgrounds and family conditions. First, there are not many opportunities, and the most important thing is that the two of them don't have such thoughts, otherwise they will inquire clearly after a few words of communication.

After grinding for a while, the wind got up in the light night. Walking vainly, all because of the sentence "stealing incense".

Outside, I didn't dare to look at Mo Wenqing, Ning Tingxue, and I didn't know Mo Wenqing's stunned demeanor at this moment, Ning Tingxue was stunned with a jade slip in his hand. The little fox is just like yesterday, staring at the lintel, the wind is light and the night is cold, so practicing the flowing wind swordsmanship, lazy to move his hands and feet, just by contemplation, for it, it is indeed a great opportunity.

meditated on the ground and said, "Master Xing, you sit in front of me, quiet and clear." ”

The Night Remnant Star responded, "Yes, young master." ”

After a few steps in front of the light night, Xingye's buttocks hoarded the ground, and his qi changed rapidly, and he fell into silence in an instant. The wind and the night looked at each other in a daze, the dignity of the star master is really too much, why do you just sit face to face?

Night Remnant Star opened his eyes, saw the young man's facial expression, turned around and sat down, and said in a low voice: "It's me who looks ugly and stains the young master's eyes." ”

Feng Qingye said awe-inspiringly: "No matter how ugly it is a hundred or a thousand times, what's the matter? Isn't it the star master who robbed the world and dominated the world?"

Night Remnant Star laughed wildly: "The words of the young master, my heart is happy!"

The wind is light and the night stretches out his palm and presses it on the back of the night star. Ning listened to Xue Xin's mention, and almost wanted to make a sound, but when she heard the wind and said "pay attention", she saw Mo Wenqing's eyes blaming her for making a fuss, and it was facing her.

One grain of Xuanhan Divine Consciousness quietly went to the handwriting of the lintel, and the other slice into the sea of night remnant star consciousness.

Xuan Han's divine consciousness entered the water, not wielding his sword intent like yesterday, hanging in the center of the water, letting the water color seep in and out, being moistened by it, and feeling its rhythm.

Within the divine consciousness of the night remnant star, there is an incomparably deep water, with a warm luster, soft and far-reaching. In an instant, the whole body and mind were immersed in it, and no longer thought of leaving, only that this water would indulge itself to the desolation of the earth. The light is trance-like, tranquil and leisurely, through the body and mind, comfortable, but when it passes, there is light pouring in, layer after layer, endless, with a mysterious rhythm. The rhythm seems to be born from the highest part of the heavens, and it seems to come from all directions, everywhere, everywhere.

The spirit of the night remnant star trembled.

Is it the sound of the avenue?

"Master Xing, it's time to wake up. The voice of the young master.

"How long?" said Master Xing blankly, ignoring the "Young Master".

"Half an hour. Feng Qingye said: "The rhyme of luster and rhythm has the use of nourishing the soul, although it is not very large, but it is suitable for the star master." You go to experience, you want to feel, and we will continue tomorrow. ”

The night remnant star did as he said, not daring to speak again, lest the feeling of imminent departure slip away.

Feng Qingye turned his head sideways and asked, "Wenren Guan Lord, do you trust the kid, try the sword intent of the Wuli Guan Patriarch back then?"

The gentleman has long been scratching his paws, and all he is worried about is that the night boy will not have a chance. Besides, being able to get a glimpse of the ideas left by the ancestor has no regrets, and it has nothing to do with trusting or not trusting. The figure flashed, showing the speed of the real life level of the Yuanying, and the eyes of the people did not blink, and they sat upright in front of the wind and light night, and the only remaining difference between the star and the master, the gentleman was a direct back.

The same half an hour, no more, no less.

The wind is light and the night still doesn't dare to face Ning Tingxue and Mo intercede.

The two women approached, Mo asked for mercy and sat down, beckoning, Ning Tingxue was well-behaved, with the wind and light night side, about a foot away, and his face was almost buried in his chest. Whether it was because of the light wind and the night sword house's actions or the fact that his head rested on the young man's shoulder last night, or something else, others don't know.

Mo Wenqing stabbed the girl on tiptoe, Ning Tingxue lowered his head more and more, so he had to open his mouth: "Night...... Childe, do you know that...... What is the value of swordsmanship?"

The wind is light and smiles at night.

"You send the snow to you, as you should. But I ......."

"Yun Zhongtai, for an unfamiliar person, Sister Mo and Brother Shen, want to attack and kill the two Jindan monks of the Gaoyang Sword Sect, and since then they have wandered the world, and they dare to do it. Now a set of swordsmanship, afraid to bear it?" Feng Qingye asked rhetorically.

"You know?" Mo asked, shocked. At that time, the wind was light and the night chased Luan Jingyu and the sword split battle array, and he actually noticed that she and Shen Chuishang were confronting Qu Tujun and Chai Huangyang? No, I heard my own words! I definitely didn't want to? I should have listened to what Xue told, otherwise, such a little monk of qi refining would be too demonic!

"Therefore, Sister Mo is my most trustworthy person. Don't say a set of swordsmanship, that is, rob a hundred and ten handsome gentlemen, you can choose, I will do such things. The wind touched Ning Tingxue at night and asked, "Listen to the snow, isn't it?"

This statement quickly dissolved the atmosphere between the three of them.

Ning Tingxue nodded vigorously.

Mo Wenqing cut off Qiushui's eyes and smiled: "How can you make fun of people like this?" Xing Ye said that it's a big deal that my sister really will be a maid for the two of you. ”

Don't ask about the situation, the swordsmanship that is really sent by the wind and night is of great value and cannot be measured. Compared with the thirteen swords of Spring Water Lingbo demonstrated by the wind and light night, they are not inferior, and the place of wonder is still far away, and the cultivation of women is more and more precious. This set of swordsmanship belongs to the top swordsmanship of the Yuzhen Taoist Temple in the Yunmeng World, named "Finger Sword", without sword weapons, specializing in sword qi. The woman is graceful, with gestures, such as a pinch of sideburns and hair, a pull of orchid fingers, and even a thin waist swing, and the sword aura is silent. It is really a treasure book for yin men, damaging men, and making men unguardable.

Of course, only a beautiful woman will cultivate the "Flower Fiber Finger Sword"; if a woman who is extremely ugly or as powerful as a bear, even if her cultivation has surpassed the level of perfection and the general will come out, how far will the opponent who must not be frightened run?

Mo asked with bad intentions, and asked with his ear at the volume that Ning Tingxue just heard: "Brother, it doesn't matter if Tingxue practices swordsmanship or not, but Zhuo Ran's demeanor must be practiced well, yes or no?"