Next, Ling Yun talked about when he met Lu Yue'er, of course, he could skip some sensitive places, and mainly explained the whole process of their misunderstanding to fighting side by side later, Meng Yanshuang listened with relish, and nodded again and again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Ling Yun talked about Zixiao Palace's treachery, he didn't know if this Meng Yanshuang had friction with Zixiao Palace, and he actually slapped his leg and scolded Zixiao Palace for not being able to change the ****, Ling Yun was dumbfounded, he thought to himself, it seems that this person is not as cold as it appears on the surface.

I don't know if it's because of the sympathy between the two, or because there are people who have a common dislike, how long did it take for Meng Yanshuang and Ling Yun to hook up and call each other brothers.

From the unanimous verbal and written criticism of Zixiao Palace, to talking about the way of swordsmanship, to the heroes of the past and present, and historical events, it can be said that they had a very happy conversation.

The two of them who had not been touched by this drop of wine were a little drunk, not so much drunk, but rather that there was no mustard between the two, completely letting go of the burden in their hearts and talking wantonly.

Unconsciously, the sky was getting dark, because the illusion had just been broken, and Ling Yun didn't know how long it had been, he suddenly thought of the people who were still fighting in Ziqiu Ridge, and hurriedly reminded Meng Yanshuang.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yanshuang waved his hand, looking free and easy, he said disapprerovitically: Don't worry, don't look at Senior Brother Chen's serious illness, but my senior brothers in the Zhengjian Sect, he is the one who worries me the least, unless he is terminally ill one day and fends for himself, except for the Eastern God Kyushu and the North Falling Ice Field, I am afraid that no one can threaten him at all.

Meng Yanshuang's words made Ling Yun breathe a sigh of relief, but the worry in his heart did not fade, because he considered that Lu Yue'er was currently unable to condense half of the true yuan, even if it was Chen Fangping, in that chaotic situation, he could not say that Lu Yue'er's safety was 100% guaranteed.

At this time, even Ling Yun didn't notice that he didn't care about the outcome of this Dao Demon Battle, what he cared about most was Lu Yue'er's safety.

Meng Yanshuang saw Ling Yun's demeanor in his eyes, he nodded with satisfaction, and then he changed his words, and suddenly said: "By the way, little brother, the sword qi you helped me use today is probably very precious, isn't it a life-saving thing passed down by your master?"

Ling Yun didn't expect Meng Yanshuang to suddenly ask this, he was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Brother Meng, don't guess, this thing was obtained in the tomb of Yan Jun, and it was a sword qi of the ancestor of Shushan thousands of years ago, but it's a pity that it hasn't been wasted on saving you before it can show its edge in the cloud realm, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Ling Yun shook his head as he spoke, seeing that Meng Yanshuang was laughing, Meng Yanshuang was also a free and easy person, he didn't mind Ling Yun making fun of him, but felt very interesting.

After laughing, Meng Yanshuang calmed down, staring at Ling Yun and being silent, seeing that Ling Yun was hairy behind his back, thinking that this guy would not have that kind of habit, but not long after, Meng Yanshuang said solemnly: "I don't know why, when I see you, I feel like looking in the mirror." ”

Ling Yun was also silent after hearing this, he felt this way somewhat, but he couldn't say why.

In fact, the reason is very simple, in every era, there are protagonists who are born together, if there is no accident, maybe Meng Yanshuang is the protagonist of this era, and Ling Yun may be the protagonist of his era, but the accident happened, because of the inexplicable crossing, the protagonists of the two eras met unexpectedly, because of the same fate, in the dark, they have a feeling of being connected.

Meng Yanshuang shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of the messy thoughts in his heart, at this moment, Meng Yanshuang stretched out his index finger without any warning and pointed at Ling Yun's eyebrows, even though Ling Yun's sword heart was warned, but Meng Yanshuang's speed was not something that Ling Yun could avoid, Ling Yun couldn't even see any movement, he felt a sharp stinging pain in his eyebrows, and then a cold aura poured into the spirit platform, and then dispersed into the meridians around him.

"Shhh

"You... What did you put into me?" Ling Yun stared at Meng Yanshuang with a nervous expression.

Meng Yanshuang smiled: " It's nothing, it's just that my twelve sword qi, although the sum is not worth the one you spent saving me, but it is not much worse for your current strength, and my sword qi is my initiative to act, without the domineering of the ownerless sword qi, it is more conducive to your refining and absorption, and this sword qi is a little different, but I have been alienated due to my perception of the frozen sword intent, maybe I can transform your sword yuan ability full of violent qi, of course, you can also use it against the enemy, so as to solve some enemies that you can't solve with your current ability, as for how to use it, I don't care, by the way, I will pass you a style of my unique cloud piercing sword, just as if I temporarily repaid you half of the favor, and the remaining half of the favor, I will talk about it when I think about it. ”

Ling Yun couldn't hear what Meng Yanshuang was saying at this time, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, just because Meng Yanshuang passed on his swordsmanship, this sword is called Piercing Clouds and Breaking the Sky, and the name is relatively earthy, but after a closer look, Ling Yun was shocked, this swordsmanship has completely broken Ling Yun's view of conventional swordsmanship, and it is actually a rare qi sword technique in the world, so he didn't care about Meng Yanshuang and studied it himself.

Seeing Ling Yun settled, Meng Yanshuang smiled faintly, he was also a swordsmanship master, he understood Ling Yun's feelings at this time, he didn't care whether Ling Yun heard it or not, he said to himself: "This sword was born from the Qi Sect but because of the glory of the Sword Sect, although it is not a technique against the sky, but it is undoubtedly enlightened by the Sword Immortal, I see that although you are a swordsman, but you are still trapped in the appearance of the surface, although there is no loss, but it is a fly in the ointment, I have only passed on this technique so far, and now I give it to you, I hope you will not live up to the other master of this technique!"

Speaking of this, Meng Yanshuang saw the figure of a playful and cute little girl in front of him, and he couldn't help but show a doting smile on his face.

"Xiao Yue'er, Uncle Shi has accompanied you through the first half of your life, and the second half of your life will make you worthy of entrusting someone to accompany you..."

....

As the night deepened, perhaps because the illusion was broken, the originally dead and silent mountain forest gradually had mountain beasts roaring one after another.

Ling Yun opened his eyes, and when he entered his eyes, he saw one or two scarlet eyeballs, and when he looked closely, it was a huge mane demon pig that was opening its bloody mouth like he was biting, and the two sharp fangs in its mouth could almost pierce Ling Yun's throat.

Ling Yun didn't panic, he calmed down, his eyes suddenly cold, the next moment, a strong air flow with the demon pig as the center, surging from all directions, the air flow turned into a translucent sword in the middle of the way, the air, in the mountains and forests, full, just like ten thousand swords returning to the sect, a glance of countless swords through the body of the demon pig, from beginning to end, the demon pig did not even make a sorrowful roar, it disappeared on the spot, and the bones were gone. (To be continued.) )