The cold moon has set, and the heavens and the earth are quiet. The stars are sparse and sparse, and the green hills on the left and right are closer, and the brighter ones are clearer. The breeze and the bright moon climbed the wind and the light night respectively, and Mo asked for love on his back, and slept soundly. Han'er listened to the snow in her arms, as if she was asleep but not asleep, as if she was awake but not awake. The song "Under the Forest", in the aftertaste of this moment, is even more emptiness, distant and unreachable.

"The light rain for half a day washes away the sorrows, and the smoke is resting under the forest. "The wind is light and the night is whispering. The volume was faint, like an ice sound, floating into the silent air. The night is quieter.

"Hmm. Ning listened to Xue Rourou and said: "I also thought about the "Under the Forest" piano song just now. ”

Teenagers and girls look at each other and smile.

Han'er's blue eyes suddenly darkened.

"Well, I think of Mingyue, this guy, saliva is flowing on my clothes. Mo next to him interceded and said angrily.

The wind is light and laughs at night. Stretched out his hand and rubbed Han'er's head, and said, "This is not good, it seduces Han'er's interest." At that time, you should ask Purple Heart, what is the second half. ”

Mo Wenqing chewed on the words carefully, as if there was a kind of sadness that had nowhere to go, a kind of grievance that could not be discharged, shaking the bottom of his heart. The corners of my eyes are wet and wet for some reason, my body is empty, and my throat is dry. After clearing his throat, he finally said, "It's just a love poem." The purple heart master made it, it is estimated that it is not good to recite all the chants, only chanting these two sentences. Why don't you take Han'er back and ask Zixin?"

Han'er was unexpectedly moved.

Feng Qingye said: "Han'er has grown up, this kind of wind and snow, easy to come, add two sentences by yourself." ”

As soon as the sound fell, he shrugged his shoulders and the breeze rose into the air.

The young man's wind escape technique flashed, and the two Xuanhan divine senses flew away one after another; the long sword was agitated, and the thirteen swords of the Spring Water Lingbo Sword were like a galaxy, and they shot out of their hands; and the two sword talismans were held in their palms, and a cloud of sword light was inserted into them. All in one go. The breeze's buttocks touched the snow, and a hundred zhang behind him, the sword qi roared, the sword light surged, and some broken ice and snow splashed out. The wind and the night exchanged hands with the sneak attackers.

Mo asked: "Yuan Ying is a real person!"

Han'er flickered away, and would rather listen to the snow than ask for love. The girl held the sword talisman, Mo opened her mouth to spit out, and the natal magic weapon "Sending Spring Entanglement Sorrowful Silk" shot out, but it was stained with sword light, and Sending Spring Entwined Sorrowful Silk shook the ground. The natal magic weapon was filed, and the corners of Mo Wenqing's mouth spilled blood, and the fierce color was even more intense, and he rushed over without regard for his life.

The sneak attack of Yuan Ying Zhenren didn't expect the boy to react so quickly. Before the eyes were clear, the young man straightened his chest and reached the sword light, as if he was sacrificing himself to die, his heart was happy, and the sea of knowledge suddenly changed the sword intent, the sword intent was like the madness of the wind, and the heart was in a trance, and the whole person was stagnant; the rushing long sword galaxy poured down, and rolled out, although it was unpredictable, its momentum was mighty, for the person who sneaked up, it was like a pearl of rice, and the long sword of life and stagnation was lightly picked, and the sword momentum was immediately broken; the second grain of Xuanhan divine consciousness containing the sword intent of the flowing wind in the light night exploded, and the sword intent swirled, and the person's divine consciousness was instantly dull again.

Another breath of time missed.

When he came back to his senses, the cold air in this person's heart was like being trapped in an ice cellar. The young man's left and right hands each have a sword qi. One is mighty, locking his sword momentum and sword energy, and the other is the sparkling of starlight, which is unstoppable and unbreakable. The right shoulder was painful, the arm holding the sword had been removed, and the left hand wanted to grasp it, and the mighty sword qi whistled and became a sword roar. This person's soul was scattered, and the Yuanying realm unfolded, desperately slashing with the sword, flying away.

But leaving this circle, another sword qi came from step to step. Rather listen to the snow has arrived.

This man fled faster. But the power of his sneak attack was borne by the young man.

Han'er escaped into the sword qi and sword roar one after another, and his body was attached to the wind and light night, and the three turns of the Heavenly Xuan Heart Method and the Xuan Han Forging Divine Technique were running rapidly, and the two of them had the same origin and were connected, sneaking into the young man's body to protect the vitality of the wind and light night.

From the time the boy shook off the breeze to the time when the sneak attacker was injured and escaped, it was only a matter of four breaths. Life and death, within four breaths, staggered by, thrilling, indescribable.

The sword qi and sword roar took a long time before they were released. Feng Qingye's face was pale, his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were bleeding, and the inner armor of the silkworm on his chest was striped and flocculated, and there was no blood stain on the skin inside.

"Sister Mo, you heal. I'll take care of it. Ning Tingxue stood up, with a pink face full of murderous spirit, and said with a different demeanor.

Don't ask for an "um" and meditate cross-legged. Her injuries are much lighter than those of the wind and the night, but her heart is miserable, and she has never had it in her life. At that time, no matter whether she or Ning Tingxue and Han'er, they were all moths to the fire. Although the wind and light night defeated the sneak attacker, thinking of the danger at that moment, he was still afraid, and even a little treacherous. Yuanying Zhenren attacked them and was expelled by the Qi refining boy. This time of healing, don't ask for peace of mind.

Who? One of the two real people of Yuntai Mountain? Why?

Two hours later, the wind whispered softly, "Listen to the snow." ”

Ning Tingxue smiled at the moment, just like the moment when the bud bloomed, extremely soft. All the worries, in this light call, flew far and wide, and the sky was bright and clear all of a sudden.

"Don't let Master Xing know. Feng Qingye gasped and said to Mo: "Gaoyang Sword Sect." ”

There is only one Yuanying real person in the Gaoyang Sword Sect of the Xun Kingdom, and he knows the cause and effect. Xingye Yun Zhongtai killed Luan Jingyu and formed a great enmity, Ning Wenwen and returned to the country, and Luan Slender Thorn secretly tracked this area. Don't ask for anger, funny, skinny thorns, "skinny chickens" also, stealing chickens is not a handful of rice, realizing that the analogy is wrong, hating to pick up the long sword discarded by Luan Skinny Thorns, looking at it, and saying: "It's okay, I left the treasure of Zhenzong, Emperor Gaoyang Xiangjian, and recuperated for another year or two, hehe, not afraid." ”

Kneeling in the distant mountains outside the Wuli Temple, I saw Mo Wenqing's young man, stepping on a red silk thread, the girl and the little fox behind him, the breeze and the bright moon were hanging on the tail fluttering, and the four little legs were kicking and scurrying. turned around and shouted: "Master, Senior Ning, it's back!

This guy was conscious, prostrate on his knees, and moved to one side to kneel.

Hearing the gentleman, Ning Wen burst out and was shocked. Knowing the reason, Ning Wen was angry, and wanted to return to the country to find Luan Thin Thorn.

"Master Xing has to hide it, Senior Ning must not make a big deal about it. Feng Qingye said: "This Emperor Xiang Sword, I want to exchange it for a spirit stone, Senior Ning bought it?"

This remark made Ning Wen discouraged and said with a smile: "Haha, I am in the country of Xun, I have a big reputation and a poor family. can not afford it. ”

"Senior Ning will be careful of this person in the future. ”

Ning Wenlu solemnly changed. The dignified Yuan Ying is a real person, and the sneak attack on the little monk can also be done, and the yin poison of Luan's thin and thorny character was not aware of it before. It is precisely this principle to prevent villains and gentlemen. Han'er helped the wind to continue to heal at night. Ning Wenlu pondered the battle between the boy and Luan Slender Thorn, and there was no reason for the boy to win. No matter how powerful Ji Yanran's Xingxing sword qi is in the sword talisman, after all, in the face of the Yuanying real person, the difference between "dead things" and "living people" is the difference between the heavens. Even if Mo Wenqing insisted on Ji Yanran's sword talisman and the front Luan was thin and thorny, the final result was defeated. For a moment, I was stunned.

This battle can only be won by a light wind and a light night. The innate mind is very sensitive to danger, one of which is the speed of the wind escape technique, and the second is the leather that wraps the broken small sword between the chest and abdomen. As for how high his sword level and swordsmanship are, just like Luan Slender Thorn thought for a moment, "the pearl of rice grains, shine brightly", there is not only one sword talisman for a partial youth, but also one that is refined by the wind and temples, and there are eighteen flowing wind sword qi in it.

Ning Tingxue touched Ning Wenwen's tears, and listened to it.

"Let me do such a thing, where does the face of the number one kendo in the country remain?" Ning asked, raising his eyebrows.

The girl kicked her feet, and her cheeks glowed.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you. You're on your side. Ning Wen said with a smile.

The father and daughter went down to the source of Qingshan, found a rock wall, and Ning asked the giant sword to swing, and actually did the quarrying business. In half an hour, the stone table and stone pier were completed, and Ning Wenlu moved to Qingshanyuan. Properly placed, rather listen to the snow, don't ask about the feelings, and move out some exotic flowers and plants. When the wind wakes up at night, there is no Li Guan, but the scenery is pleasant, and it is no longer boring.

"What about Tingxue and Sister Mo?"

"They brought a lot of flowers and plants, colorful ones, and the purple ones were the most, and they said that they would go to Yuntai Mountain to visit friends. Poor Dao's heart aches. Wenren gentleman said.