my sea is filled

Under the full moon, there was an air of chill and arrogance.

Su Qing raised his head and looked at the Sword Master standing in the air in front of him, his legs trembled for no reason.

When he ran away from Madman Xue, the poison on Death Dun's body had not been cleared, and it had penetrated deep into the marrow of his bones.

Originally, Su Qing wanted to go back to Canghai to find his old friend, but on the way, Du Fa came across Sword Master by chance.

At that time, the sword master was not the sword master, but the elder of the sword sect. He only pursued the way of the sword all his life. To save his life, he is willing to present the Ten Thousand Years Black Bingtie with his own hands.

So he was brought back to Jianzong by the other party.

After all, both of them are single, and Su Qing himself is not ascetic, so Jian Zun became a fish in his fish pond between coming and going.

Later, Jian Zun took him to Wanjian Formation to confess that the straight man of steel really deserves to be a straight man of steel. He just said, "Either become a Taoist partner with me, or dedicate yourself to sacrifice the sword for me", which scared Su Qing's hand. The kettles were dropped on the floor.

He neither wants to be raped by Sword Master, nor does he want to be judged by Sword Master's sword.

Originally, he wanted to run away, but at that time, the Wannian Xuanbing Iron that Su Qing gave to the opponent was about to forge a peerless sword.

Su Qing, I want to see it.

So for the time being, he agreed vaguely with rhetoric, but Jian Zun was too affectionate himself, so he specially made two swords for this purpose.

One is called Fourteen Nights Frost Sky.

One is called Sixteen Nights Frosty Sky.

Because Su Qing and Jian Zun met on August [-]th, and on August [-] of the following year, Jian Zun expressed his intention for the two to officially start dating.

Between the two nights, there is just a full moon night, which means that it is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when reunion, the harp and the harp.

This implication is good, and Su Qing is ashamed to be jealous of this Sixteen Nightshuang.

So he secretly ran away holding the sword.

In the past, Su Qing was afraid that the sword master would come to the door, so he would throw the sword in the ring and dare not take it out easily, and the ring itself has the function of cutting off the external connection.

Before tonight, everything was safe and sound, and it was all because of Madman Xue!

If he hadn't gone mad suddenly, he wouldn't have pulled out Shiliuye Shuangmantian by a strange coincidence.

Moreover, Su Qing also heard that he, the predecessor of Sword Master, also practiced the way of ruthlessness before.

The other party's ruthless way, Su Qing thinks that maybe he is rushing to kill his wife to prove the way.

Holding the sixteen nights frost-covered sword, his hands trembled slightly. His character in front of Sword Master is actually a warm and cheerful little sun, and the lonely Gaoling Zhihua in front of Madman Xue is completely two extremes!

His personality is about to collapse!

His fish pond needs to be filled!

His body is dying!

Su Qing turned his thoughts quickly, calm and calm, he has not been a fool for decades.

Since it's hard to reason now, let's just fight for force value!

Is Crazy Xue the most powerful or Sword Master?

It's a gamble, if he wins, he can continue to wave, he bet on Jianzun!

So Su Qing stopped suddenly, he looked at the sword master not far in front of him, and stood there holding the sword in a daze.

The surrounding sword air is piercing.

The sword master landed on his toes, setting off a large cloud of light dust, and the surrounding leaves trembled and were shaken away.

Su Qing remained motionless, letting the sword energy blow across his body, and even a few strands of hair were cut off by the sword energy.

Jian Zun looked at Su Qing coldly, but finally realized that something was wrong with him.

There was no trace of emotion on his cold face, he took a step forward, and with a 'da' sound, a huge coercion was set off.

Su Qing remained motionless, her eyes were empty, and her face showed no expression, like a puppet.

Sword Master held Fourteen Nights Frost Sky in his hand, and walked a few more steps. Every step was a burst of coercion, mixed with sword energy, like frost pavement, which was murderous and sword energy.

When he got closer, he looked at Su Qing, raised his sword, and seemed to want to kill this person just like that.

It's just that the sharp sword was raised, but it made an unbearable 'buzz'.

Fourteen Nights Frost Sky and Sixteen Nights Frost Mantian are two swords. The two swords resonate, and they don't want to hurt each other.

"Su Qing, you lied to me." The sword master ignored the whining of the sharp sword, and a white light flashed when he raised the sword, but before the sword light fell, the person in front of him finally moved.

I saw Su Qing staring at Jian Zun with empty eyes, and suddenly stepped forward to hold Jian Zun's astonished face with both hands, "Father!"

Sword Master: ...

"My child misses you so much." Su Qing said with a dull expression, his eyes were looking at Jian Zun, but he seemed to be looking behind Jian Zun.

There is only one explanation for such abnormal behavior.

That is, Su Qing was under the spell of witchcraft.

The sword master holding the hand of Fourteen Nights Hanshuangtian couldn't help but pause, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and held the sharp sword behind his back, pointing the tip of the sword at Su Qing's back.

"Liar." Master Jian spat out these two words coldly, as if he was about to pierce his sharp sword into Su Qing's chest the next moment.

But at this time, a vast and evil coercion came, and under the moonlight, a person was slowly approaching from the other side of the forest.

It was Xue Heyi. He was dressed in white, had silver hair, and was playing with a bunch of white bodhi seeds in his hand. He looked at this side with a stern expression, but his eyes were full of uncontrollable madness, "Let him go."

I just don't know whether the phrase 'let him go' was addressed to Su Qing or to Sword Master.

Su Qing felt Madman Xue's cold gaze resting on his back, his palms were almost sweating, but the sword master in front of him was even colder.

So he gritted his teeth and looked at Sword Master more affectionately. "father--!"

The sword master's eyes finally fell on Su Qing's face again from a distance. He is the sword master, the leader of swordsmanship in the cultivation world, the number one sword in the world, and the sword master of the fourteen states of Frost and Cold.

Who would have thought that this famous sword master had a past of being deceived.

Jian Zun really wanted to kill Su Qing, this man lied to him, lied to his feelings, if not, he would not be so obsessed with him that he had to practice the way of ruthlessness.

He thought that if he practiced the way of ruthlessness, he would truly cut off love, but when the frosty sky appeared tonight at sixteen nights, he lost his wits and came here through the void.

If it is really useful to be ruthless, how can you see this person's heart is still tingling.

Since this is the case, then it is better to truly cut off love!

There was a chill in Jian Zun's eyes, and he raised his sword again, this time aiming at Su Qing's heart.

"I have—!" Seeing that the point of the sword was about to stab her chest, Su Qing said loudly in fright.

The tip of the sword snapped again.

Su Qing stared at Jian Zun's murderous gaze, and continued to say bravely, "The person you like, father, you can fulfill me!"

After finishing speaking, Su Qing stepped forward and hugged Jian Zun, holding him so tightly that he could even feel the powerful heartbeat in the other's chest.

It's just that there seems to be something hard poking at him.

No, it won't.

Su Qing had an incredulous look on his face, he looked at Sword Master, and his expression finally became a bit tangled.

"Father, we can't go behind our mother's back and I'm sorry brother!"

In a word, at least it involves the love and hatred between four characters of two generations.

Su Qing admired himself for never choosing a wrong direction on the road to death.

Because the next moment Sword Master pinched his neck fiercely, his face covered with frost.

"Do you think you can lie to me by pretending to be stupid?" He has already been deceived once, and he will never be deceived by the other party a second time!

How happy I was back then, how resentful I am now.

Back then, he was full of joy and devoted all his life to forging two swords. He gave the other party a choice, and it was Su Qing himself who said that he was willing to be with him forever.

However, on the day Shisiye Shuang Mantian was born, he stole the sword and found no trace of it, and ransacked his cave by the way.

If Su Qing wanted those extraneous things, he would not refuse to give them.

But why?

That's why——!

He wanted to escape on the eve of the Daoist Companion Ceremony without leaving a single word behind.

At first, he thought that the other party had suffered a tragic accident or was kidnapped, so he searched everywhere, almost using the entire Jianzong's connections.

Just two years ago, he got a picture scroll by coincidence, which was a portrait drawn by Mozun in search of prostitutes/children.

And the person in the portrait is exactly Su Qing!

You abandoned me, and you are willing to become a demon king's prostitute/boy, is he not as good as a demon king!

"Su Qing, you really deserve to die." Jian Zun's words almost turned into ice scum.

Su Qing held Jian Zun's wrist and began to struggle.

Shit, one and two exes are fucking lunatics!

"Shh-"

Several white beads struck, but Jianzun didn't even give him a look, he swung his sword and slashed them down.

"Bang bang bang—" the sword energy collided in the air, emitting white lights.

The grievances between him and Su Qing, chop suey has no right to intervene!

Finally, Sword Master let go, he looked at Su Qing whose face was flushed with blood, and lowered his hands weakly.

"If I kill you, how can you survive?"

He just wanted to scare the other party.

Fourteen nights of frosty days.

Sixteen nights of frost.

Only on the fifteenth night, the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the harp and the harp.

Jian Zun looked at Su Qing with slightly relaxed eyes, today is the fifteenth day, whether he is really crazy or pretending to be stupid.

"Fifteen nights, the flowers are perfect and the moon is full, it's you and me in the bridal chamber."