shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

Compared to them, Cang Yue is more important.

Bai Qingyue's eyes were slightly condensed, and she continued: "These pills should have some effect on your injuries."

She took out a few bottles of pills and handed them to Ke Yun.

After thinking about it, she took out another pill and said, "This one, give it to the antler."

She can't handle everyone.

Only trade-offs can be made.

Ke Yun was silent for a long while, then answered one by one, nodded: "Thank you, Miss Bai."

"Hopefully we can meet again in the future."

Knowing that even if he stayed, it would only be a burden to Bai Qingyue, he didn't stay too long, and led the demons, with the comatose velvet antler on his back, and left quickly.

Bai Qingyue looked at their backs, without saying anything, turned around to look for Cang Yue.

It doesn't matter whether she is selfish or cold-blooded, people's hearts are biased, no matter how others are, she can't control too much, but Cang Yue, she has to save it.

But when she met Lan Ruo, she realized that she had oversimplified the problem.

This person is really difficult to deal with, it seems that if she doesn't solve him, she can't go to Cang Yue.

Bai Qingyue took a step back, her eyes were frosted, and she stared at him coldly: "What exactly do you want?"

"I don't have time to talk to you right now."

Lan Ruo's face was equally cold: "I'm not interested in those monsters, and I don't care. I just want to have a good fight with you."

"If you can beat me, I'll let you pass."

Bai Qingyue clenched her palms slowly, her eyes flickered slightly.

"it is good."

She raised her head and met Lan Ruo's gaze without avoiding it.

"I won, you let me pass."

Lan Ruo nodded seriously: "I, Lan Ruo, have always been trustworthy in what I say and do."

Bai Qingyue: "..." I can tell.

"Draw your sword."

Lan Ruo put away the other sword, leaving only one in her hand, and straddled her feet in an attacking posture.

Bai Qingyue let out a long sigh of relief, and also restrained the breath in her body, holding the Xingyue Sword with both hands.

This is the tacit way of fighting among sword repairers.

There is no duel between spells, but only a competition between swordsmanship and physical skills.

However, Bai Qingyue was always puzzled by one point.

After holding it in her heart for a long time, she still asked, "What qualities in that idiot Nan Gongque attract you?"

She actually sacrificed her life for him like this.

Lan Ruo was stunned for a while, apparently not expecting her to bring up this topic.

After thinking about it, he replied, "No."

"Because he promised me that he would find someone to accompany me to practice swords, and he would also include food and lodging, so I took advantage of the situation to stay."

Bai Qingyue: "..." My silence was deafening.

Lan Ruo stopped talking nonsense to her, and rushed forward with a sword in high spirits.

Bai Qingyue just raised her sword and caught his attack.

"If I win, how about you follow me?"

She definitely met Shang Lanruo's eyes.

Lan Ruo looked serious, moved the sword away, and attacked her weak point again.

"How do you judge that you can beat me?"

Bai Qingyue smiled, turned around and avoided his sword flexibly.

"Because, I have to win."

As soon as the words fell, her sword stabbed out like a gust of wind, and the strokes were fierce and windy.

Lan Ruo didn't say a word, and stepped back to resist her attack.

The figures of the two were so fast that it was almost impossible to see the afterimage. The villagers hid behind the priest tremblingly: "My lord, what should I do?"

Now that those demons have run away, the barrier formation that allowed them to live and survive has also been broken, and they really have become grass without roots, with nowhere to land.

The priest's one-eyed green eyes were dark as he looked at the two figures wrestling above him.

"Wait and see."

He spoke hoarsely.

Now that it has reached this point, it can only choose a good tree to live in.

The female cultivator's identity is not simple, she is an existence that can compete with Nangong Que, if she wins, it is not impossible for them to take refuge in the past.

It doesn't matter who the owner is, what matters is who can bring them back to glory.

Whichever side has a chance of winning, they will fall to that side.

I just don't know if Bai Qingyue will accept their surrender.

The priest's eyes darkened.

If not...

Bai Qingyue didn't know their calculations, and felt a little tricky at the moment.

Lan Ruo's strength is comparable to hers, and even her sword intent is faintly superior to hers. If she doesn't think of a way, she will only be suppressed all the time.

Bai Qingyue's eyes turned cold.

Is it because he is too strong, or because she has become weaker.

The sword in her hand clanked, and she lowered her head, looking at the faintly trembling blade.

The scene of practicing swords in Cangcui Mountain when he was in Yun Mingzong suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, her heart was full of purity, and she only thought about how to improve her sword skills and cultivation, unlike now, she had too many distracting thoughts.

It seems that his own thoughts are too heavy, which is why the sword is dull.

She knew that she had a knot in her heart, but she was still unwilling to face it head-on.

He said that he would not be swayed by revenge, but he always liked to think about things in his heart. Over the past few years, it has almost become an obsession.

Sometimes I can even dream about the scene of that day in my dreams.

She couldn't even tell whether it was her resentment or her goal.

Motivation is a good thing, but if it is too important, it will cause problems.

Blaming others is not a good state of mind.

It's not like her.

Because once she entrusts her destiny to the heavens, she will lose her freedom completely.

"You're distracted."

Lan Ruo's cold voice instantly brought her back to reality.

Bai Qingyue came back to her senses, her mind settled down, she took up her sword flower and attacked him.

Since it is unavoidable, face it head-on.

then

— break it.

Lan Ruo found that Bai Qingyue seemed to have changed in an instant.

The wind of the sword was sharp and sharp, without any hesitation.

It is quite different from the sword intent she hesitated just now.

Her look...

When Lan Ruo met her gaze, she couldn't help being surprised.

How to describe it?

Just like the icy mountain snow that has not melted for thousands of years, it is bitingly cold, and the cool air penetrates into people's hearts.

Lan Ruo calmed down a little, and couldn't help but get serious.

The swords of the two collided with each other, making crisp and clear sounds.

The clanging and clanging of the sword seemed to be telling the fun of the fight.

The expressions of both of them were serious, and they never flinched or let go of water. It can be said that they fought heartily.

Lan Ruo became more and more excited as he fought.

It had been a long time since he had encountered such an equal opponent.

Now he doesn't think about anything, he just wants to fight Bai Qingyue for [-] rounds and have a good fight.

Bai Qingyue also had to admit that he was a respectable opponent.

But she didn't have that much time to play three hundred rounds with him.

and so……

Only ask him out.

Bai Qingyue suddenly slanted her sword and retreated. At the moment Lan Ruo was distracted, she took advantage of her unpreparedness and stabbed the sword out.

Lan Ruo's body froze immediately, and she lowered her head in a daze, looking at the sword on her neck.

"you lose."

She spoke, her voice was cold.