I, Long Jun, am not short!

Yan Cijing couldn't let go of his hand, and only had time to flick his fingers to strike a streak of demonic energy, which happened to hit Mo Xunyu's sword blade. Mo Xunyu's fingers trembled, and the long sword fell to the ground. He was puzzled. Looking at Yan Cijing, he saw Yan Cijing's expression was serious, and he opened his mouth slightly.

Mo Xunyu instantly understood what he meant. He was implying that Mo Xunyu pretended to kill the wrong person by accident, or at least he missed it. Anyway, Mo Xunyu could pretend, so it must be very simple.

How could it be that simple, Mo Xunyu turned his head and glanced at Zi Huan, raised the corners of his lips, he couldn't pretend, he couldn't kill Zi Huan anymore, he killed everyone present who heard him, what is this? .

It has to be said that Mo Xunyu did have this plan, but after seeing Yan Cijing, he suddenly didn't want to do it.

You see why Yan Cijing is so stupid, he didn't even explain why he pushed him down the Misty Valley, he only vaguely expressed his difficulties, so he believed him unsuspectingly, why did he have to let him go What's the use of seeing the truth when you're in despair.

Xuanyun was not as calm as Yan Cijing. After all, as soon as he turned around, he saw his beloved disciple lying in a pool of blood. The direction was thrown.

Yan Cijing's eyes froze, and the light water knife flew out, abruptly deflecting in Mo Yan's direction, Mo Qinghan rarely caught such an opportunity, ignored Yan Cijing behind him, raised his sword and stabbed at Xuanyun.

Xuan Yun, who had his back turned to him, reacted very quickly, fell to the side, almost got stabbed in the shoulder, and made a slash that was neither deep nor shallow. He didn't have a sword in his hand, so he hit Mo Qinghan's chest with his backhand. Qinghan didn't even hide, he carried it up abruptly, gathered a large group of evil power in his hands, and beat Xuanyun back politely.

Xuan Yun had never seen such a desperate way of fighting. He covered his heart with his other hand, fell halfway to the ground, and gritted his teeth: "Crazy!"

Mo Qing smiled coldly: "That was also driven crazy by you!"

Yan Cijing retracted the light water knife unhurriedly, glanced at the two people who were both wounded, stepped forward and clasped Mo Qinghan's shoulders and pulled him up abruptly, tilting his head to avoid the oncoming Zhang Feng didn't even look at Xuan Yun, he just said indifferently: "Substitute."

Mo Qinghan is clearly insane, with a completely desperate style of play, one person must not be able to handle him, Yan Cijing still doesn't want to confess his life here, and Xuanyun's state is probably not good enough, it's better to find another person, delay A while is a while.

Thinking of this, Yan Cijing frowned and glanced at Xuanyun, with three words clearly written in his eyes, "God of War? Huh."

Xuan Yun wiped his lower lip with the back of his hand. He didn't know if he vomited blood because of anger. He took a rough breath, turned around and shouted: "Yaoguang, go and inform Chu Xian! Kaiyang, come here!"

Yan Cijing almost didn't even think about it and said: "No, leisure will hurt you!"

Xuanyun got up and cooperated with Kaiyang: "No way, Kaiyang is the god of literature, he can't stand it!"

Yan Cijing sneered: "Are you trash?"

Xuanyun had never been said that before, and felt that his dignity as the god of war had been trampled on, so he said coldly on the spot, "Didn't you help me just now?"

Yan Cijing found it very funny: "Why should I help you?"

The two of them were about to fight, a jade flute flew over and lay between them, followed by a cloud-white figure that descended from the sky, looked at Kai Yang with Qingxu and gentleness, and said softly: "Go down to Kaiyang, Xuan Yun, go and deal with yourself first, leave it to me."

Xuan Yun took a step back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you okay?"

Jiuling retracted Yuxiao, and blocked Mo Qinghan's sword forcefully when he came up: "You will know when you look at it, if you don't have time to spare, go and see Chu Xian's side."

Yan Cijing glanced at him: "Is Wenshen also coming to join in the fun?"

Jiuling smiled slightly: "You seem to have a lot of hostility towards me. Of course, I understand it very well. I don't blame you. After all, I don't like you very much."

Yan Cijing ignored him, and watched Mo Qinghan's sword tip approaching Jiuling's face without any intention of stopping him, and just slashed across Mo Qinghan's back from behind.

Jiuling tapped his toes lightly, and flew several feet away in an instant, and saw a white silk flying out of his sleeve, quickly wrapped around Mo Qinghan's arm holding the sword, and when Mo Qinghan swiped across the white silk with all his strength, I took it back.

He also fights very gracefully, looks like a painting, smiled gently and softly: "I just said a few words to you, such a grudge, after all, you belong to the same camp, so you can't cooperate?"

He was talking about Yan Cijing, of course, but Yan Cijing ignored him without turning his head: "Since we don't like each other, we don't need to talk too much, and Dijun and I can't cooperate."

I don't know what kind of material the jade flute in Jiuling's hand is made of, it is very durable, and there is no crack at all when it is used to block the sword. In addition, the white silk flies from time to time, even though he is indeed just a literary god, and his skills are worse than However, Emperor Xuanyun is not as experienced as Chu Xian, but he can be regarded as a master.Yan Cijing was typed in Bihaiyuntian, and was taught by Chu Xian himself, so it's not far behind, the two of them are just enough to hold Mo Qinghan back.

It's just that these two people really don't know what cooperation is, and they just fight their own way. Blocking the opponent's offensive or almost hitting the opponent is not a one-time or two-time thing, and one smiles gently, and the other is cold and disdainful. Like they are easier to fight.

Chu Xian glanced at it inadvertently, and almost didn't laugh: "The two of them don't have a tacit understanding, do they?"

Xuan Yun said: "Yan Cijing's exercises are not in the same way as ours, and I don't have a tacit understanding with him."

Chu Xian supported Mo Xunyu's shoulder with one hand, and replied: "It's a small matter if there is no tacit understanding. I'm afraid that the two of them will fight. Look at Jiuling's face, the smile is too gentle. If they don't fight, Mo Qinghan will definitely fight." Bad luck."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to Mo Xunyu: "Give me the sword yourself, or should I get it?"

Mo Xunyu trembled slightly, let go and handed the sword he picked up just now to Chu Xian.

Chu Xian handed it to Xuanyun: "You can deal with this sword, I will deal with it."

Xuanyun snorted coldly: "You handle it? Why, he is Yan Cijing's friend, you just want to forgive him?"

Chu Xian looked at him helplessly: "Don't get excited, Su Xuan is still lying on the ground, I have to do this kind of thing too, I just want to ask him why he killed Su Xuan, it is obviously unnecessary, He clearly was still helping us yesterday, what if he killed someone by mistake?"

Xuan Yun said: "If you miss, you don't have to pay for your life? Chu Xian, can you be soft-hearted?"

"No." Mo Xunyu said suddenly.

Chu Xian casually patted Xuan Yun's back to calm him down, and asked Mo Xunyu, "It's not what?"

Mo Xunyu said softly: "It's not killing people by mistake."

Zi Huan, who had been hugging Su Xuan's body, was sitting on the ground with blank eyes and couldn't hear anyone speaking, but now she seemed to wake up suddenly. She slowly raised her head to look at Mo Xunyu, and touched the When he reached Suxuan's sword, he suddenly rushed towards him: "Mo Xunyu! Go to hell!"

"Princess, don't!" Su Yang suddenly rushed out and hugged Zi Huan from behind, holding her sword hand tightly with one hand: "Princess, calm down! My master definitely didn't do it on purpose, he never killed her." There must be a reason for being extraordinary, can you calm down!"

"Calm down?" Zi Huan didn't know where the strength came from, and he shook off Su Yang directly: "You want me to calm down? I heard it clearly, he is just not reconciled, Mo Xunyu, I have treated you well!"

Zi Huan suddenly burst into tears, and she stubbornly refused to blink: "You and Su Chen have a good relationship, so I will treat you as a good friend. You are Su Yang's master, so I will allow you to enter and exit the demon world at will. You are not thin, how about you?"

Mo Xunyu pursed his lips slightly, and smiled cutely and harmlessly: "If you want to kill me, Princess Zihuan doesn't have to play the emotional card. I don't remember affection. I'm used to being ruthless. I just can't see you well. kill me!"

Chu Xian squeezed his shoulders tightly, and pulled him back a step: "Mo Xunyu, you are so crazy!"

Mo Xunyu laughed with two small dimples: "Brother Chu, don't you know that I am a lunatic, I have been crazy for him for nearly a thousand years, and you still think that I am harmless and that I am a good person. It can only be your fault that you are blind."

Xuan Yun sneered: "Damn it indeed!"

Chu Xian glanced at Xuan Yun, rubbed the center of his brows lightly, and suddenly said: "I heard from your master that you were very obedient and obedient when you were young, and you were a very good child, Xiao Mo, I also thought so from the beginning ,I know you……"

"You don't know." Mo Xunyu interrupted him softly, shaking his head slightly: "He doesn't want me anymore."

Mo Xunyu stopped looking at him, and turned to Zi Huan: "I just don't want to see you guys have a good time, there is no possibility for me and him anymore, why do you show off in front of me, I am not reconciled. Aren't you going to kill me, come on , I don’t want to live anyway.”

Zi Huan glared at Su Yang coldly, warned him not to move, turned his head and smiled: "It's not enough for me to kill you thousands of times! You are not willing, you are not willing to care about us! He didn't say anything to me, he just stood in the way for me, what's wrong with him! Mo Xunyu, go to hell!"

Chu Xian's eyes changed, first he subconsciously turned his head to look at Yan Cijing, and met Yan Cijing's eyes that widened suddenly. Suddenly, he thought of Mu Yin, not to mention that Mo Xunyu was Yan Cijing My friend, even Mu Yin probably doesn't want Mo Xunyu to die, and what happened to Su Xuan is uncertain, how about...

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, Chu Xian didn't have time to think about it, he let go of Mo Xun Yushan and grabbed Zi Huan's sword with his bare hands, and shouted: "Princess Zi Huan, you..."

"Uh……"

The sword passed through Chu Xian's fingers and pierced a person's heart. The blood splashed out stained Chu Xian's back red. His pupils shrank and he suddenly turned his head to look.

Mo Xunyu closed his eyes slightly, but the tip of the sword he expected hadn't arrived for a long time. Before he could figure out why, a warm body fell on him. He seemed to understand something, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Su Yang stood in front of Mo Xunyu, with a long sword stuck in his heart, and the other end was holding Zihuan's mobile phone. The blade was stained with Chu Xian's blood. Several people were stunned, and after a while, Zihuan Huan first let out a loud cry, dropped his sword, and shook his head incoherently: "No...not him...not...Su Yang!"

Su Yang took a step back and fell on Mo Xunyu. Mo Xunyu hugged him helplessly, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, but Su Yang smiled.

"Master, I don't believe it, I don't believe it... You will be like what you say... I have been with you for so many years, I have never regretted it... You, don't cry..."

The eyes that were always smiling closed slightly, and Mo Xunyu tightly held his hand that was still warm, trembling uncontrollably, and suddenly cried, with silent tears streaming down his face.

At this point, except for Yan Cijing, the people who believed in him the most were finally lost by him, and he himself was finally completely trapped to death in this abyss, unable to climb out again.

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