You and a woman are discussing profound issues in bed, when the discussion is the most intense, and you are about to draw conclusions, you suddenly feel a chill down your spine, turn your head and look, a black shadow hovers in the air behind you, holding a five-foot long sword, Jian Mangsen is cold and murderous, as if you are going to cut off your wisdom root in the next moment, how will you feel?

Mo Wen encountered this situation, saying that on the same day, Mo Wen and Ye Xiaoyue released their previous suspicions, just like dry firewood encountering a fire out of control, at a critical moment, Mo Wen suddenly saw a black shadow floating in the air, holding a black long sword close at hand, Mo Wen shook It doesn't matter, the most embarrassing thing is that he was scared, next to him is hell, and I am in heaven, this kind of pain and happiness coexist, and it is still in the case of knowing that there are onlookers.

Yes, that phantom is the finch in the soul sword, the latter just looked at Mo Wen coldly and trembled, swaying the heroism of a man, which is completely different from her previous gentleness, it seems that there is no emotion in her eyes, and Mo Wen also stares at her, there is happiness in his eyes but more powerlessness.

The smoke settled, the battlefield stopped, and Mo Wen felt that a storm was coming, but strangely, Que Ah did not speak, but turned around, and returned to Mo Wen's body with the soul sword, and cut off contact with Mo Wen.

Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next two days, he was a little uncomfortable, which made him very embarrassed, whether it was when he went to the toilet or when he was eating, his body had one more feeling, that is, the moment of swaying, appearing from time to time, there was no regularity and no time limit, even if it was sleeping or settling, a shiver could make him wake up comfortably, but there was a lack of excitement, it seemed that the more this was the case, the more empty and lonely his spirit became.

The pleasure of not having any physiological reaction, in addition to fear, makes people have more powerlessness to lose control of themselves, so Mo Wen has been sleeping honestly these days, although every time he sees Ye Xiaoyue's resentful eyes, he has an urge to correct it on the spot, but when he thinks of the frequent pleasure, Mo Wen can only pretend not to see it and pretend to be asleep.

"Eldest sister, am I wrong, okay, you spare me, and besides, I am at a loss in this matter, okay?"

On the rooftop, Mo Wen was like a devout believer, bowing to the soul sword in mid-air, no way, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, Mo Wen knew that the abnormality of the past few days must be related to the finch.

A phantom shadow on the sword body floated out like smoke, revealing the figure of Que Aman in mid-air, with a light skirt and long hair like smoke, which was moving.

"Big sister, hehe" Mo asked the cheap man to say hello, and the little face made the cheap man composed.

Que A sneered and glanced at Mo Wen, Xiu Nen's fingers lightly flicked the sword body of the soul sword, and there was a light sound, but Mo Wen was body trembled, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, I see, this pleasure comes from the soul sword, but it seems to come from the heart.

"Is this feeling comfortable?" said Finch smiled, unable to see her joy or anger.

"This, eldest sister, don't play it, okay, you are the body of the soul, naturally I don't understand, I am a man of flesh and blood, how can the affairs of men and women be summed up only in comfort?" Mo Wen said with a bitter face.

"Are you laughing at me?" asked Que A, looking down at Mo with a queenly face.

Mo Wen's head shrank, and he said with a cheap smile: "How come, how dare the villain laugh at you, I'm just saying it casually." ”

At the same time, he said in his heart: Are these obviously two people, one is gentle as water, the other is cold like ice, is it possible that the body of the soul also has schizophrenia?

If you look closely, you will see that the pupils of the finch suddenly dilate, and then return to normal.

"Hey, you're really angry. A sigh from the bird, although it was exactly the same as the voice Mo Wen heard in his dream, but he vaguely felt that something was missing, and as for what it was, Mo Wen couldn't feel it for a while.

"Uh, eldest sister, are you saying I'm too fast?" Mo asked weakly, man, who would admit that he was a fast gunman?

The phantom in mid-air shook, and it seemed that he was trying to suppress it for a while before he regained his calm: "I know that you have never cultivated the system since you were a child, and you have always relied on your own comprehension, which is also exactly the reason why everything is natural, the reason why the sword of the soul chose you is also this reason, this sword is conceived by heaven and earth, although there is no sword spirit but it has long been conscious, after thousands of years of cultivation, it has formed a **, that is, the seven styles of breaking the sky, namely: no vain slashing, spring and autumn death, overlord anger, falling flowers, reincarnation and Qiankun turning, and the last one to break the sky." ”

Mo Wen listened quietly.

Que A continued: "And the seven styles of breaking the sky are divided into seven styles of yin and seven styles of yang, yin and yang are combined, and can be combined into seven seven forty-nine styles, and then evolve into thousands of styles, and finally reach the realm of no style, the two words to break the sky is to break the sky, when there is no move, you can stand on your own, break it, but now you only understand the seven styles of yang, from the Mahayana realm can be described as thousands of miles away, you still have the heart to do something reluctant." ”

Mo Wen twitched his mouth fiercely: "Then what kind of cultivation does it need to achieve to open up the heavenly realm and the human realm?"

Que A was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Comprehend the seven styles of yin and yang, you can do it reluctantly, synthesize forty-nine styles, half a force can be done, thousands of styles, come at will, no style, between the hands." ”

Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not too difficult, as long as you comprehend the seven styles of yin and yang, then you can complete the task, I thought that only by reaching the realm of no style can you open up the channel, really, I was scared to death by you, you are so funny, hehe, I lost my temper." ”

Que Ah didn't care, but asked in surprise: "Don't you want to reach the realm of the Great Sage, transcending life and death to control the heavens and the earth?"

"Think, it's cool to think about it, but it's just thinking about it, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, although the scenery on the top of the mountain is good, how can the high place be cold, I just want to protect my own things, what does everything else have to do with me?" Mo Wen said with a bitter face.

"Whatever you want," Que Ah was not reluctant, but on the contrary, he was a little happy, "I tell you this, I just hope you understand that I used to be in the illusion world, and I am not the real me, but the consciousness of the soul sword, and I am the sword spirit of the soul sword." ”

"What?" Mo asked on the spot, "You said that she in the illusion is the consciousness of the soul sword?"

"That's right, so don't bother with my character anymore, I have been bent over the soul sword for thousands of years, and the soul sword complements each other, it can also be said to be one yin and one yang, I am the opposite of my consciousness, and it is yin and yang combined, it is difficult to separate, and the consciousness of the soul sword has been with me for a long time, and it has also changed into my appearance. Que Ah said slowly.

"Then can I see her again?" Mo Wen asked after a moment's hesitation.

"No, I will return to the sword body, I will become one with her, I am her, she is me, you will not see her again. Finch said affirmatively.

"Is it really impossible to see you again?" Mo Wen said to himself lightly.

Qi'a seemed to be a little irritable, and her body turned with the soul sword, and it turned back to Mo Wen's body like a thunderbolt.

"Do something reluctantly in the future, remember to close the spiritual sense of the soul sword, otherwise, I will make you unable to raise your head forever. ”

Mo Wen's small body trembled, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, who is the family member?

The voice in the illusion still lingered in his ears, guiding Mo Wen to rush out of the illusion several times, but Que Ah said that she was only the consciousness of the soul sword, but that kind of gentleness was not something that the cold long sword could give, that kind of real emotion, that kind sigh, Mo Wen really couldn't believe it, she was just a consciousness.

"Maybe she's really a consciousness, otherwise how could she be so perfect?"

A deep sigh came from far away in the dark night sky, with regret and a faint loneliness.

Early in the morning, Ye Xiaoyue opened her eyes and saw that the pillow was empty, and couldn't help but smile sweetly, she knew that Mo Wen always put Ye Xiaoxing to sleep before coming over to accompany her, but in the second half of the night, he would definitely sneak back quietly, so that Ye Xiaoxing could see him as soon as he opened his eyes.

"So careful, how could you forget to prepare diapers for Xiaoxing, this time it won't be another spill, hehe" Ye Xiaoyue shook her head and smiled, got up in her pajamas, took out the diapers she had just bought in the closet, and gently opened the door and went out, ready to send it to Ye Xiaoxing.

Just opened Mo Wen's door, Ye Xiaoyue was startled, only to see that the father and daughter were also tiptoeing to go out, and the two of them still maintained the posture of opening the door, which was indescribably funny.

"Why did you get up so early, did Xiaoxing wet the bed again?" Ye Xiaoyue asked in a low voice.

Mo Wen was also stunned for a moment, before shaking his head and saying with a smile: "I've been busy doing business for the past few days, and I forgot to tell you that Xiaoxing is already well, and he will never wet the bed again." ”

Ye Xiaoyue couldn't help but blush, but when she heard that Ye Xiaoxing was already well, she couldn't help but ask with a look of surprise: "Is it really good, or is it just that I haven't wet the bed in the past few days?"

"I didn't wet the bed, not now. Ye Xiaoxing argued with a red face, "Aunt Ye, you are not allowed to lie to me." ”

Mo Wen also nodded: "It's really good, now Xiaoxing is the apprentice of the medical saint, and he is also a character in the cultivation world." ”

"It's really good," although I didn't know much about the medical saint, but I also knew that the Tao was a great thing, Ye Xiaoyue squatted down excitedly and hugged Ye Xiaoxing, "Mom is so happy." ”

Ye Xiaoxing pursed his lips, struggled out, and asked Mo Wen: "Dad, who is this aunt, so rude, how can you hug people in the morning?"

Mo Wen was very happy when he heard this, it was really a mother and daughter, Ye Xiaoyue pretended to have amnesia and didn't recognize Ye Xiaoxing's daughter, this would be Ye Xiaoxing's mother.

threw a handful of autumn waves at Ye Xiaoyue, meaning: You can solve the trouble you caused yourself, don't blame me for not helping.

Ye Xiaoyue knew that Ye Xiaoxing was angry, so she didn't worry too much, but remembered that some time ago, Mo Wen had been going out early and returning late, and she still complained about him, who could know that he was running around for Xiaoxing's illness.

"Xiao Q, thank you. Ye Xiaoyue's eyes turned red.

"Silly girl, what do you say to me, thank you. Mo Wen wanted to hug Ye Xiaoyue for a while, but seeing Ye Xiaoxing watching from the side, he could only scratch Ye Xiaoyue's nose instead.

"Aunt Ha Ye is a silly girl, Aunt Ye is a silly girl. Ye Xiaoxing laughed happily as if he had discovered a new world.

"You're a silly girl, too. Mo Wen turned over and picked up Ye Xiaoxing, pinching her nose and saying happily.

For a while, the feeling of a small family returned to the three of them, and they were happy.

"By the way, Yue, I'm going to see a friend in the morning, if you have nothing to do today, let Tianling take you and Xiaoxing to the martial arts, Xiaoxing still needs a period of treatment. ”

Ye Xiaoyue knew that if it was very serious, then Mo Wen would definitely put Xiaoxing first, and would never go to see any friends, the reason why he did this was just to give Ye Xiaoyue and Ye Xiaoxing space to be alone.

"Well, I happened to have nothing to do in the morning, so leave it to me. ”

"Okay, you go back to the room to change clothes first, and Xiaoxing and I will go cook. Mo Wen said happily.

Ye Xiaoxing saw Mo Wen squatting down, jumping like a sparrow, and jumping on his back skillfully: "Let's cook." ”

Although Ye Xiaoxing has always been causing chaos, and she has no awareness of this at all, she is in love with this profession, and Mo Wen's laughter and scolding is tantamount to a great compliment for her.