Miss, don't be fierce

When Mo Xian returned to Beiwei, she would only miss Xie Daowei more intensely. Apart from writing to Xie Daowei more frequently, her life hadn't changed much, and she was still being trained in martial arts every day.

Xie Daowei is no different from the past, she never writes back to Mo Xian, she never acts like a little girl, she just thinks it's too hypocritical.However, with Xie Daowei's acquiescence, Bai Shu replied to Mo Xian's letters more frequently than before.

Four years later, Mo Xian was 20 years old, and she had almost learned the Vajra Palm. The Vajra Palm is a fierce and domineering palm technique. He has made some achievements, but after all, he is young, and his inner strength is not deep enough to fully exert its power.

Mo Xian's Gentleman's Sword has been practiced to the eighth level, probably the most powerful swordsmanship is about the same, the more difficult it is to break through the later.In particular, the inner strength mentality to the ninth floor is a hurdle, and if you are not careful, you can easily go crazy.But even so, now Mo Xian can barely draw with Jun Feiyi and Jun Zuoran, the two commanders of the left and right wings. After all, they have gained Mo Xian's internal strength for many years, and their martial arts qualifications are not low.

"Brother, Jun Yiwei's Gentleman's Sword has reached the eighth floor. We are no longer her opponents. Now we were waiting to see the forces, and we have already cast them under her account. If we let her practice to the ninth floor, We won't have another chance..." Jun Zizhao said to Jun Zicheng, don't look at Jun Zicheng as an old god, he should be more anxious than anyone else.

"She wants to practice to the ninth floor, it depends on whether she has the fate!" Jun Zicheng sneered.

"Do you want to let her go crazy when she is breaking through the level? This is indeed our only chance, but the old man will definitely guard her and help her break through the level. It is not easy for us to do so." Jun Zizhao Said hopefully, how powerful the old man is, it's not something they can handle.

"Everything depends on man's effort, and the solution is always figured out by man." Jun Zicheng smiled like a poisonous snake.

Jun Zizhao looked at him suspiciously, and wanted to get rid of Jun Yiwei under Jun Xiaojin's nose, which was impossible even when he thought about it.However, as Jun Yiwei will become more and more powerful, their chances of winning will become lower and lower. If the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, Jun Zicheng may really want to give it a go, and Jun Zizhao is waiting to see a good show.

Mo Xian has indeed practiced to the most critical part of the eighth floor, and is preparing to pass the level on the ninth level. To pass the ninth level, he must concentrate, otherwise he will be distracted, and if he is a little distracted, he will go crazy.If it goes into a state of madness, and the qi and blood flow backwards, the meridians will be damaged at the slightest, and the mind will be damaged due to strange things, and it will bleed to death in severe cases.

From the eighth floor to the ninth floor, which was the most critical time, Mo Xian needed to practice in seclusion for a month. Jun Xiaojin ordered no one to approach Mo Xian's martial arts room. He personally guarded Mo Xian in case of accidents.

But on the tenth day of Mo Xian's retreat, Beiwei's old enemy, Tie Fu, suddenly sent troops to attack Beiwei. Jun Xiaojin sent Jun Zuoran's left-wing iron cavalry to suppress it, and asked Junzicheng Junzizhao and his son to go to the front line with you.Although Jun Zicheng went, he left a lot of minions of dead men lurking in Jun's house.Jun Zuoran's left wing was on its way to the front line. Because Junzi had become a betrayal route, the left-wing iron cavalry was ambushed, and the main force of the left wing was trapped in Wuxue Pass. Jun Xiaojin had to send Jun Feiyi and his right wing to support.

Because of the sudden outbreak of the war, most of the most elite cavalry in the main city of Beiwei were transferred to the border, not to mention the lack of troops in the city, and Jun Xiaojin had to guard Mo Xian, who was at the most critical moment, and could not sit in the town in person. Become an opportunity to take advantage of.

At this time, Mo Xian's internal strength and mentality were at the most critical moment, and Jun Xiaojin dared not leave for half a step.

But that night, Jun's mansion and various houses in the city were set on fire by the minions left behind by Jun Zicheng, who secretly poured stone resin water everywhere. The fire was fierce.

The beating of gongs and drums, and even the shouts of firefighting, sounded everywhere, and people were panic-stricken and panic-stricken.

When Jun Xiaojin heard the sound of gongs and drums beating, she knew that there must be an internal traitor, collusion between inside and outside, probably Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong.

"Pass the order down, stop making noise, and those who disobey the order will be beheaded!" Jun Xiaojin ordered to the guards outside with a condensed expression, but there were noisy voices everywhere, if you want to stop it, it will not be able to stop it in a short while.

The guard who delivered the order went out to deliver the order, and started fighting with the dead soldiers who set the fire. The noise did not stop, but became louder and louder.

Jun Xiaojin looked at Mo Xian, who was getting worse and worse, and his face became more condensed. Now Mo Xian is in a very dangerous state, but he is helpless.

The noisy sounds from outside made Mo Xian more and more unable to concentrate. Unable to concentrate, it became more and more difficult for her to control the chaotic flow of air in her body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Jun Xiaojin quickly tapped Mo Xian's acupuncture points when Mo Xian was spurting blood. He touched Mo Xian's meridians and thought something was wrong. Mo Xian would bleed to death from his seven orifices.

Jun Xiaojin helped Mo Xian to sit up almost immediately, and poured his strong internal energy into Mo Xian's body continuously, helping Mo Xian break through the acupuncture points.

After opening up Mo Xian's acupoints, Jun Xiaojin poured nearly sixty years of internal energy into Mo Xian's body. Jun Xiaojin, who had little internal energy left, originally had black hair, but now it is full of white hair.

At this moment, Yuan Ziyi rushed over because he was worried about Mo Xian.

"Patriarch, is she okay in the future?" Yuan Ziyi saw that Jun Xiaojin's hair was covered with white hair, and Mo Xian was sweating profusely and fell into a coma, so he obviously guessed it.

"Whether there are any sequelae, we won't know until she wakes up. You take good care of her, and I'll go out and deal with it." Jun Xiaojin said, and went out.

Yuan Ziyi fed Mo Xian a pill, and then wiped Mo Xian's sweat. Mo Xian gained the internal strength of the Patriarch's Jiazi, which means that this catastrophe has passed, and no one will have the ability to hurt her in the future. It is a blessing in disguise.

Although Jun Xiaojin had lost a full year of internal strength, she still shouldn't be underestimated. After one night, those dead soldiers who made trouble in the Jun family were put down, but the Jun family was in a mess right now.

At this time, Mo Xian had already woken up leisurely.

"Who am I?" Mo Xian, whose mind was blank, asked Yuan Ziyi who was taking care of her. She felt a headache, couldn't remember anything, and felt uncomfortable all over.

Yuan Ziyi was startled, could this be the sequelae of madness?After Yuan Ziyi's various searches, he discovered that Mo Xian had lost his memory.

Later, the members of Jun's family discovered that Mo Xian not only lost his memory, but also changed his temperament drastically.