Fuck you

The sword is as fast as the wind, but Mingyuegui is not as calm as his expression.He couldn't find a gap to attack except back to defend. Every time Yao Soul hit the sword, his sword was like a pile of broken copper and rotten iron kneeling and begging for mercy. There was a posture of ready to move even with the cold and cold strength.

He sighed, it seemed that in terms of cultivation, he couldn't compare to anything, this broken sword alone could exhaust him to death, not to mention this real power of unknown origin that sometimes didn't work well disturbed his mind.

After more than ten strokes, Mingyuegui's sword finally died after a trembling wail.After all, Yaopo is a magic weapon, and it is Xinghe's reason why he can persist for so long. Mingyuegui knows it well, and he is ready.

At the moment when the sword broke and Xinghe paused slightly, he suddenly appeared in front of Xinghe, stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful on the back of Xinghe's hand, leaned down and said: "Oh, brother, what's wrong with your hand? It hurts!" You still bullied my junior brother so hard."

Xinghe was furious, this kid was nothing short of gold and jade, and he didn't know how to repent and let loose. He held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and pushed it forward, right on Mingyuegui's chest. The cloth strip in his hand.

"Give it back to me!" Seeing Mingyuegui holding her heart with one hand and happily shaking a cloth strip with the other, she even put it under her nose and sniffed it, and said shamelessly, "Oh, it smells so strong, senior brother, what's wrong with your hand?" It's really hurt, junior brother, can you take a look?"

Xinghe was so furious that blood poured down his veins back into his brain.He stabbed the sword hard on the ground, forgetting all those who practiced the sword, and rushed to grab the cloth: "Give it back to me!"

Mingyuegui changed the cloth strip from his right hand to his left hand cheaply, Xinghe was empty and his face turned pale with anger.

Seeing Xinghe's dizzy look, Mingyuegui suddenly couldn't bear it, he thought about returning the cloth strip to him, but when he gave it away, he accidentally kissed it on his lips, and then quickly put it into his arms : "If you don't give it, I want it!"

Not to mention Xinghe, he didn't even think of this move, as if his body and brain are controlled by two souls, and the movements of his hands and the thoughts in his heart are completely different.

Xinghe was stunned for a while, and seemed at a loss for a moment, just when Mingyuegui thought he would get angry and leave again, Xinghe stretched out his hands without warning, and screamed angrily: "Mingyuegui! !!!!"

This sound was earth-shattering, even the cranes strolling in the lake not far away were so frightened that they fell on their backs.

"I'll wipe it." Mingyuegui yelled, turned around and ran away, Xinghe's spiritual power surging from his fingertips condensed into round beads, and with a slight flick of his ten fingers, he was hit in several places on his body.

The boards on his back that Jiang Su greeted hadn't healed yet, and the blow was so bad that Ming Yuegui couldn't help running and twisting, like a big earthworm with four prongs.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, the one who held the sword forgot to put it down, and the one who squatted on horseback forgot to take it back, the holy light Yaoyao was still poking on the ground alone, the spike of the sword was slightly swaying, the owner of the sword almost Wrapped in the frost and snow, all the spiritual energy around him was condensed into small beads in the palm of his hand, and smashed towards the screaming boy.

Ming Ronglan stood there with a sullen face, while Mi Shu stood aside and kicked the grass on the ground vigorously.

Jiang Gong took the opportunity to come over and snorted softly: "Rong Lan, look what he looks like! He has come to Ziwei Palace and still refuses to be honest. He has caused trouble for you in just one day. Does he still have you as a brother in his eyes?" !"

After a pause, seeing that Ming Ronglan hadn't said a word, Jiang Gong slightly raised his voice: "Brother Xinghe is also something that Mingyue Gui can afford? In case Lord Tian blames you, you will have to bear it, and he will give it to you." You guys are causing trouble, I think he doesn't take Bai Ze seriously at all, anyway, he is not from Bai Ze, a..."

"Shut up." Ming Ronglan looked far away, and walked aside, "Don't let me hear you say that about Yue in the future."

You Feng, who was entangled by Shao Shang and couldn't get out, finally couldn't help stretching his sword, then pushed Shao Shang away and said quickly: "Okay, you don't need to practice."

After speaking, he picked up Yaopo and chased in the direction where Xinghe left.Shaoshang rubbed his numb wrist and asked puzzledly, "What happened?"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I was wrong!" Mingyue Gui felt that he had become a drafty cage, and a few buns could be steamed on fire.

Xinghe was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, how could he let him go so easily, not to mention Mingyuegui was laughing while running, and his tone of voice was full of banter.

I ran around to the outside of the waterside pavilion. The curved bamboo bridge was built on a large lake. At the end of the bamboo bridge was a patchwork of waterside pavilions, extending to the center of the lake. There was no road on that side.

The corners of Mingyuegui's mouth twitched, and at the moment of hesitation, Xinghe stepped on the flower branch and flew to his eyes. He first sneered at Mingyuegui, and then pushed hard on his shoulder.

"Wait..." Mingyue Gui only had time to say a word, and he flew upside down with this seemingly light palm, and fell into the water with his ass facing down.

Xinghe walked a few steps forward and stood by the lake, Mingyuegui flopped in the water a few times like a duck, his upper body was hanging wet on the bamboo bridge.

"Brother, you are too ruthless for me to wipe you, why don't you just pull the cloth in your hand and hurt me like this... Bah!" Ming Yuegui spit out a water plant, grunted, frowned a few times and quickly moved away. Tilting his head to the side, he spat out a lively little fish.

"Fuck." He cursed in a low voice, pulled the fish that fell by his hand into the water, and shook his head vigorously.

Xinghe gently pinched his right hand, the wound on his palm was tossed and cracked again, and there was a slight numbness.He lowered his eyes and looked at Mingyuegui from afar, and slowly uttered two words: "It deserves it."

Using hands and feet like an octopus, Mingyue finally climbed up the moss-covered bamboo bridge, spread her body on it, and lay on her back without arguing with Xinghe.

He looked a little pitiful, wet from head to toe, he looked thinner when he stuck to his body, and his skin looked transparent under the sun, except for a pair of black eyes embedded in his face, occasionally a hole appeared in his clothes. The root water plants are also listless.

Xinghe pursed his lips, frowned and took two steps forward involuntarily, he didn't know what he wanted to do, anyway, seeing Mingyuegui like this, the unknown fire in his heart suddenly and silently extinguished.

When You Feng ran to the water pavilion, Xinghe was standing in front of Mingyuegui, stretching out a hand expressionlessly.

He hastily roared: "Hey! Junior brother!"