Chapter 58, Fifty Years of Fingers

Wu Ming had already seen Mo Qingchi, and he already wanted to open his mouth the moment he saw Mo Qingchi, but he never spoke, it was not that he didn't want to speak, but Dugu had already spoken. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since a person has already spoken, the other person naturally can't interject in the opening, this is the rule for him, so he didn't speak, he waited for Dugu to seek defeat and Mo Qingchi's words before he spoke, and he said the words that had been suppressed in his heart for fifty years.

He looked at the incomparably young man in front of him, and he said, "Are you Mo Qingchi?"

This was originally a nonsense that should not be asked, but a wise man like Wu Ming, whose wisdom is close to a demon, opened his mouth to ask about this sentence that should not be asked. If Moqing Pond is not Moqing Pond, how can it reach the top of Cangshan Mountain?

Mo Qingchi's expression was very calm, even very solemn, he replied to Wu Ming's words very solemnly, he looked at Wu Ming with a calm and solemn expression and said: "I am Mo Qingchi, I am the Mo Qingchi who fought with you fifty years ago, although today Mo Qingchi is still the Mo Qingchi of fifty years ago, you are no longer the high-spirited Wu Ming of fifty years ago." ”

Wu Ming's pupils shrank sharply, he stared at Mo Qingchi with wide eyes, and it was a long, long time before he spoke: "No matter what, you are still Mo Qingchi, although I don't want to admit that the Mo Qingchi who fought with me fifty years ago is the current Mo Qingchi, but I finally know that you are still Mo Qingchi, and I am still Wu Ming." His hand had already held down the sword, but he had not drawn it, but there was an incomparable aura all over his body.

Mo Qingchi looked at Wu Ming, he could see the doubts in Wu Ming's eyes, but he didn't immediately answer the doubts in Wu Ming's eyes, but said in an extremely calm tone: "Do you want to know why the Mo Qingchi at this moment is the Mo Qingchi of the past?"

Wu Ming didn't hesitate, he stared at the young swordsman with sword intent in his eyes in front of him, and he said, "Are you willing to speak?"

Mo Qingchi said lightly: "I am naturally willing to speak, but I am afraid that you will not want to listen, but I dare not listen." ”

Wu Ming said coldly: "You can say." ”

His tone was still flat, but there was a very firm tone in his words. Mo Qingchi looked at Wu Ming at this moment, he found that he had no reason not to tell the truth of this matter to this swordsman who had been waiting for nearly his life, so he also spoke, he opened his mouth without any hesitation, he said: "The person who caused all this is not me, but a person we can never think of. He said that the realization had been gathered on Dugu Qiu.

Wu Ming is not stupid, if he is not smart, he will not convince a prince like Gong Jiu, he looked at Mo Qingchi and asked, "Is it him?"

Mo Qingchi nodded and said, "Yes, although I don't want to admit it, I can't help but admit it." At this moment, Dugu's face had changed color, his hands had been clenched, and his eyes had revealed an extremely sharp look, he looked at Mo Qingchi, "Is he?"

He was silent for a moment, then continued, "The one who sent me into this world?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes." He said this, taking a deep look at these two unfathomable swordsmen with martial arts cultivation, he spoke: "You could have been invincible in the two worlds, you are still the eternal and undefeated Dugu seeking defeat, and you are still the peerless hero who can secretly control the world, but unfortunately you met me, so he put you into the same era, so you and I will appear here at the same time." ”

A different color flashed in Dugu's eyes, but Wu Ming's expression was very calm.

Both of them looked at Mo Qingchi, their eyes were calm and there was no emotion.

Mo Qingchi didn't speak, he looked at the two people quietly, he waited for the two people to speak, he didn't know how long he would have to wait, but he had to wait.

After a long, long time, the two spoke.

The first person to speak was Wu Ming, and Wu Ming spoke.

He didn't draw his sword angrily, but spoke very calmly, he opened his mouth to look at Mo Qingchi and said, "That is to say, today's confrontation between us was actually controlled by that person. ”

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes." ”

Dugu begged for defeat and said: "Therefore, I came to this world, and that person's purpose is to hope that I will eventually fight you." ”

Mo Qingchi said: "Not bad. ”

Dugu sought defeat, Wu Ming glanced at each other, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

And at this time, Mo Qingchi was stunned, he looked at Wu Ming blankly, and also looked at the arrogant Dugu seeking defeat, he didn't understand why these two people could still show a bright smile today, but he immediately understood, because Dugu said a word.

Dugu had already taken off his hat, revealing his cloak, he looked at Mo Qingchi and asked the question in Mo Qingchi's heart, he said, "Do you want to fight with me?"

Mo Qingchi said: "If this person can fight with you, he will have no regrets in this life. When he said this, his heart suddenly brightened, and his eyes shone as bright and dazzling as the sun.

Wu Ming looked at Mo Qingchi, his face also showed a very elegant smile, he said: "Your words are exactly what I want to say, since you are willing to fight us, I can't help but want to fight with you, what does it matter who arranged this matter? This battle will not be someone else's decision, but just the fate after we meet." ”

Mo Qingchi sighed deeply, he bowed to the two of them, and then sighed softly: "Yes, whether this battle is won or lost, whether it is life or death, it is just our private matter, and it has nothing to do with anyone, so even if the person who is planning to arrange this matter, we don't have to have any resentment towards him, maybe we should be more grateful to him for letting us meet." ”

Dugu nodded in defeat, he stared at Mo Qingchi and said, "Do you have a sword now?"

Mo Qingchi glanced down at the sword that Ying Yue had forged for him at his waist, and then said, "I have a sword in my hand, and I also have a sword in my heart. He paused and said, "Do you have a sword?"

Wu Ming didn't speak, he already held the sword in his hand, the sword that had been defeated in the hands of Mo Qingchi fifty years ago.

Dugu also has a sword in his hand, he holds an incomparably heavy Xuantie heavy sword, he looked at Mo Qingchi and said: "The heavy sword has no edge, it is not skillful, this is the swordsmanship realm that I realized after I was forty years old, and then I also realized that everything in the world can be a sword in my hand, but I must use this sword in the face of you, because you are a swordsman who must let me go all out to deal with." ”

At this moment, Mo Qingchi also smiled, and he already held the sword in his hand, but he didn't pull it out, but looked at the cyan grass in the distance, and said, "I don't want to draw the sword at this moment, I want to go again." ”

The three swords were still in their hands, unsheathed, and the three of them continued to move forward.

The two men were speechless, and they witnessed a very strange scene.

Bai Xiaolou and Xue Yiren heard the words of these three people clearly, but they didn't say a word, and their people were already stunned, they were not stupid, so they heard the meaning of these three people's words.

It seems that there is a man in the dark in the world who controls everything, and deliberately creates the encounter between these three people, who is this person? Both of them thought of a person who was not a human - a god.

Who else in the world could do this except the gods, and how could they bring these three people together across time and space? They couldn't think of an answer in their minds except for the gods.

- Gods, there is no one but gods.

The thought flashed in the minds of the two people, neither Bai Xiaolou nor Xue Yiren thought about it anymore, whether there were gods in the world or not was no longer important to them, at this moment, for them, there was nothing more important than watching these three swordsmen who could duel at any time.

Mo Qingchi, Dugu and Wu Ming had swords in their hands, but they didn't draw their swords, they continued to walk very leisurely, as if this duel that was about to decide the outcome of honor and disgrace and fate was not important at all.

Bai Xiaolou had already stood up from the rock, although his person was old, although he was already very tired and his body had been severely injured, he still stood up, he expressed his deep respect for the three swordsmen in front of him, and it was a long, long time before he said to the swordsman next to him who had also stood up: "I really don't have the slightest regret about this appointment with Cangshan." He could witness such a shocking duel with his own eyes, what regret could he have? Therefore, Bai Xiaolou smiled.

Although his life is piled up with glory and misfortune, he can still laugh, and he can laugh very open-mindedly and happily.

Xue Yiren looked at the old man beside him who was not shocked, and he couldn't help but have a look of admiration in his heart, but his answer was different, he said: "I regret fighting you now, if I see you later or see him earlier, then I will never fight you." ”

Bai Xiaolou was stunned, but he was not angry, and then laughed, and he looked up at the blue sky.

The sky is still full of white clouds and sunshine, but his life is approaching dusk, but his eyes are full of light and hope, this is definitely not the Demon Sect Master described in the eyes of the world, but a saint with great wisdom.

And at this moment, both of them stopped talking, and even the emotions on their faces froze instantaneously at this moment.

There was no other reason, because the three swordsmen who were about to fight had already stopped, and the three of them looked at each other with a bright smile, although they had not drawn their swords, whether it was Bai Xiaolou or Xue Yiren, they had already felt that a breath had invisibly permeated the top of Zhengcang Mountain.

They are no strangers to this kind of aura, and this is not the kind of aura that should be exuded in battle.

There was a man walking on the mountainside.

The man was holding a corpse, and at this point he also stopped, raised his head and took a deep look at the top of the mountain, but without much hesitation, he continued on his way.

For him, no matter what happened on the top of the mountain, it no longer mattered to him, his most respected enemy was dead, what else could he be interested in in this world?

He really couldn't think of it anymore, he kept going, he was ready to leave Cangshan, although he didn't know where to go...... (To be continued.) )