Mo Youming snorted lightly: "Zhu Rong Divine Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Burning Clouds!"

The snow-white sword body suddenly turned red, as if it had just been quenched and smelted, Mo Youming's long sword unfurled, and thousands of fiery red sword shadows came out, overwhelmingly stabbing towards Yue Wudi.

Yue Wudi was taken aback, such a subtle swordsmanship caught him off guard. The heavy sword shadows attacked by Mo Youming were as bright and extinguished as flames, as if they were both virtual and real, teaching him to be elusive.

At the same time, he felt that on top of each sword shadow, there was a scorching internal energy, although this internal energy was not strong, but it was extremely hot, Yue Wudi couldn't figure out the reality for a while, and he didn't dare to connect it hard.

At that moment, he used the Dapeng body technique in Wumu Divine Skill, raised his hands and feet at the same time, shook his body, and dodged the past in an instant.

Mo Youming saw that Yue Wudi's body technique was also so fast, he "hummed", and carried the light skill of "floating on the water", his body floated as if he were nothing, and a style of "Ten Thousand Swords Burning Clouds" shrouded Yue Wudi in the shadow of the sword.

Seeing this, Yue Wudi knew that she was extremely light, and she blindly avoided it, I am afraid that it would not work. Gritting his teeth, he transported Dapeng's body method to the limit, leaving an afterimage in the same place, instantly bullying Mo Youming three feet in front of him, with a "Tianpeng Capture Dragon" in his hand, twisting his waist and sending his arms, turning his five fingers into claws, and grabbing Mo Youming's right wrist.

Mo Youming didn't expect Yue Wudi to be so bold, he actually regarded his heavy sword shadow as if he was nothing, he couldn't help but be angry, he shook his wrist, and the red long sword and sword shadow suddenly crossed the path that Yue Wudi had to go, if he still didn't stop, he would inevitably be hit by the sword shadow.

Yue Wudi was not in a hurry, and the thick internal energy in his body surged out through the Tianchong vein, turning into a thick true qi and hitting the sword shadow.

Mo Youming snorted, her wrist couldn't hold it, the long sword was out of her hand, and the tip of the sword turned back and stabbed straight into her heart.

Mo Youming and Yue Wudi changed color at the same time, but Mo Youming was shocked by Yue Wudi's true qi, and his breath was a little bad for a while, and it was difficult to dodge.

And Yue Wudi thought that he had taken the right amount of his shot, but he didn't expect that his true qi was still too domineering, and while shaking the long sword, it also affected Mo Youming.

At that moment, he didn't have time to think, and the outstretched right hand claw grabbed to the left, and it was grasping on the blade of the sword. Mo Youming's sword is an ancestral heirloom, hidden in the qin, it has always been a single line, extremely sharp, Yue Wudi's grasp momentum is fierce, and the palm and five fingers are suddenly dripping with blood.

If it weren't for the martial arts he cultivated, it was a superb art of both internal and external cultivation, and the hardness of his palms and fingers was far better than ordinary people, and he would have broken a hand at this moment.

Mo Youming finally straightened out her breath at this time, she saw Yue Wudi saving her regardless of the danger, her heart was moved, she held his hand, and after inspecting the wound, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "You are so stupid, do you know that my Zhurong sword is extremely sharp, if one is not good, your hand will be gone." ”

As he spoke, he took out the handkerchief and wrapped the wound on Yue Wudi's palm, and his technique was extremely skillful.

Although Yue Wudi's palm was painful, it was held by her weak and boneless little hand, the tentacles were slippery, and he was happy in his heart, so he smiled and said: "At most, I don't have a hand, but if I don't make a move, your life will be gone." ”

Mo Youming's eyes were slightly red, and she said, "Do you care about me?"

Yue Wudi nodded with a smile and said, "You are like a flower like jade, who is willing not to save you?"

Mo Youming smiled and said, "Look at you seriously, will you be poor?" After a pause, Mei Mei stared at Yue Wudi and said, "I have been alone since I was a child, wandering the rivers and lakes, and no one has ever cared about me. Will you always be nice to me?"

Yue Wudi couldn't help but feel pity when she saw that she had not allowed her to shave her eyebrows, but at this moment she was weak and helpless, and said, "I must be good to you." The tone was soft, short and powerful.

Mo Youming smiled happily, held Yue Wudi's hand, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Yue Wudi smiled: "You bandaged it well, it doesn't hurt for a long time." Holding her small hand with her backhand, the back of her hand was weak and boneless, but where she held the sword in her palm, there were layers of calluses. Yue Wudi said: "You get up so early every day, do you practice swords?"

Mo Youming said: "Yes, I have a deep blood feud, and since I was ten years old, I have been practicing swordsmanship day and night, hoping that one day I can slash the enemy." ”

Then his face showed a gloomy color, and he said: "My enemy's martial arts are very high, and I can't even fight you now, let alone take revenge." ”

Yue Wudi felt that he was being underestimated by his sweetheart, his face showed resentment, and said: "My martial arts skills are also very high, who is the enemy, I will help you avenge this revenge!"

Mo Youming smiled and said, "You think of yourself as high, but your martial arts are really high, and we lost our competition." We have an agreement in advance that whoever loses will agree to a condition for the other party. Now that I'm losing, you can make conditions, as long as you can say it, I can do it. As she spoke, she stared at Yue Wudi with beautiful eyes, her words full of anticipation.

How could Yue Wudi not know what she meant, he was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to blurt out: "I want you to be my wife!" But he suddenly thought: "Since ancient times, the gentle township has been a hero's grave, and it is okay for women to vent **, and it is okay to pass on the ancestry, how can they move the true feelings? "It's hard to say at the moment.

It's not that he hasn't seen beautiful women, Li Yueru's weakness, and Zhou Guifei's nobility and elegance, all have their own merits, which can be called stunning. But when she faced her second daughter, she didn't have any real feelings, just out of instinct.

However, Mo Youming is different, this girl made him feel a throbbing in his heart when he first saw it, and his blood surged. He didn't know anything about Mo Youming, but he could ignore the danger for her.

Yue Wudi felt that Mo Youming was the most precious thing in her heart, and he gave birth to a ** from the bottom of his heart to protect Mo Youming. In order to protect her, he can do whatever it takes, even if it is his own life!

Yue Wudi never dreamed that one day he would be so fascinated by a woman and willing to give everything for her. This kind of irrational thinking is absolutely not allowed by him, but now, it has appeared.

"This is too dangerous, this kind of thought is too terrifying!" Yue Wudi muttered to himself, his face changing, cloudy and uncertain.

Mo Youming looked at him expectantly, she believed that Yue Wudi would not let her down. Although it was only the first time she met this young man, Mo Youming believed that she could not leave him in her life, and she also believed that Yue Wudi must have the same feelings as her. It was an indescribable feeling, she couldn't attest, but she was sure.

"Perhaps, this is fate, it is fate...... the girl's face showed an innocent smile, at this moment, the wind and frost dissipated, she seemed to return to the past, the carefree childhood.