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On the martial arts arena of the Chu family, there are two figures staggering rapidly.

And offstage, sparsely and sparsely stood a few figures, silently looking at the two people on the stage.

One of the women had picturesque eyebrows, a green shirt, and a long sword, and the nine sword shadows on the sword body rotated.

Her body was full of sword intent, and when she struck, she was greeted by a subtle sword move.

And her opponent is also a woman, a little older, but her appearance is also extremely pretty, dressed in blue, her breath is solid, and she is comfortable in the face of her sword moves, letting the sword intent roar, but rarely touching her clothes.

And when the blue-shirted woman's sword moves were exhausted, she frowned, and the long sword in her hand flew up to the top of her head in an instant, only to see her hands folded, a spiritual power emerged, and the long sword hanging in the air turned into ten, ten into hundreds, and hundreds into thousands, roaring away.

Seeing this, the woman in the green shirt suddenly turned pale, and hurriedly put the god in her hand across her chest, and the god will be like a spirit, and the nine phantoms suddenly opened, wrapping the woman in the green shirt.

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of flying swords summoned by the woman in blue roared to the chest of the woman in the green shirt, her body shook, even though she had the divine sword to protect her body, she still couldn't avoid the chaos of her breath, and she couldn't support it.

Seeing this, the woman in blue didn't mean to be embarrassed, her hand suddenly opened, and the flying swords that were still surging and abnormal stopped at that time.

Then a thousand into hundreds, a hundred into ten, ten in one, and finally flew back into the woman's hands.

At this time, the face of the woman in the green shirt was already a little pale, and a man with a spear in the audience didn't care about anything else when he saw this, and jumped onto the stage like a fly, trying to support the woman's body.

But when the woman saw the appearance of the comer, her face changed slightly, she gritted her teeth, and still broke free from the man's embrace.

"Although Changxue's talent is good, after all, he is less ruthless against the enemy, and he has no cultivation, but he can't play 12/10. ”

A man in red wrapped around in the audience spoke.

His voice is a little feminine, but it is not offensive, but it is extremely good.

When Su Changan heard this, he withdrew his gaze on Sima Changxue and Mu Guiyun, turned his head to look at Hua Feiqian on the side, he nodded, and agreed with Hua Fei's words.

"Sister Changxue's temperament is too weak," he said with a frown.

Sima Changxue's cultivation progress can almost be said to be shocking.

It's only been a year, and I've already arrived at the Soul Guarding Realm, of course, this seems to have the credit of Beitongxuan in it - the Ten Directions Divine Sword is wrapped in a powerful power left by Beitongxuan, and that power continues to stimulate Sima Changxue's potential, making her cultivation grow rapidly.

It's just that even now, Sima Changxue still can't exert the power that the soul guards should have.

At this time, Luo Yu'er had already put away her sword and returned it to its sheath, and her body jumped lightly and landed beside Hua Fei's side.

"Yes, if I had the Ten Directions Sword in my hand, I would not be my opponent at all. She said this, obviously not satisfied with Sima Changxue's performance.

"You're embarrassed to say that the human family Xue, look at how many years you have been cultivating, and you are still trapped in the soul guard. Who knew that Hua Fei said angrily when he heard the words yesterday.

When Luo Yuer heard this, she didn't dare to refute Hua Fei, so she could only stick out her tongue and pouted at Hua Feiyesterday to express her dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Hua said that when Uncle Tianquan was leaving, he said that the seven stars need to be gathered, he said that this is very important, but he did not say anything, why is it important. Hua Fei's voice was a little low, obviously having some doubts about this matter.

When Su Changan heard this, his brows furrowed again, he thought about it, and then said: "Tomorrow, Uncle Yu'er and Sister Changxue will be sent to the barracks together, they really need to be sharpened." ”

"Ahh

"Good. But at this time, Sima Changxue, who had already walked to everyone's side, nodded and agreed very simply.

"Huh. Changxue?!" Luo Yu'er's face changed again, she tried to say something, and explained to Sima Changxue the boring of this military camp, but before the words could be spoken, Sima Changxue's voice sounded again.

"My cultivation is too low, and I can't always help everyone, so I want to have a good life experience, Chang'an is right, my temperament is too weak after all, I think I need some changes. As she said this, there was a rare hint of determination in the gentle woman's eyes.

She has experienced the difficulties of Xiliang, and she has also seen the matter of the six clans forcing the Chu family in the palace, which makes her deeply understand the importance of strength in this troubled world.

Without power, you can only watch the people you care about fall in front of you one by one, and all you can do is shed a few tears.

Sima Changxue doesn't like this kind of thing, so she wants to become stronger!

After hearing this, Luo Yu'er's face froze and lowered her head.

She was silent for a while, and finally said: "Okay, let's go, and when I become a star, I will not smash the head of your little bastard who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors." As he spoke, he also waved his fist at Su Changan as if demonstrating.

She had lived under the protection of Hua Feiqian for a time, so that she did not have too much desire for cultivation.

But after Hua Fei was seriously injured last time, she realized that her senior brother was not omnipotent, and he would be exhausted one day. She didn't want to see that day, so she finally made up her mind at this moment to do something to share something for Hua Feifei and Tianlanyuan.

At this time, Mu Guiyun, who was following Sima Changxue, also hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and said, "Chang'an, is there still a shortage of people in your military camp?"

Su Changan smiled, and after his gaze wandered between Mu Guiyun and Sima Changxue, he said, "Naturally, there is a shortage of it." ”

Sima Changxue doesn't seem to have come out of Beitongxuan's death, and an emotion of love or guilt has been enveloping this gentle woman.

She deliberately alienated Mu Guiyun.

Su Changan saw these in his eyes, but Beitongxuan was dead after all, and what he thought about in the end was the woman who played and sang rouge tears for him in the Peony Pavilion back then.

He felt that Sima Changxue had no reason to be lonely all his life for the sake of Beitongxuan.

She deserves a better future.

And Mu Guiyun is naturally her best choice.

So Su Changan didn't mind helping his good friend.

Sima Changxue also understood Mu Guiyun's thoughts, and after hearing this, she frowned slightly, but in the end she didn't say much.

And at this moment, a waiter hurried over from the courtyard.

"Family Master, Master Guo is awake!"

When he saw Su Changan and his party, he hurriedly said.