The priest is a loser

Mu Changxian was afraid that he would not believe it, so he nodded with firm eyes and said, "Really!"

"You're so tall!" Liu Qiu'an felt a coolness coming from the base of his thigh, and he jumped up to punch him, but what kind of character is our hero Mu Changxian? Turn sideways and dodge easily.

Liu Qiu'an hammered the air, and staggered a few steps forward, the atmosphere froze for a moment.At this moment, Mu Changxian keenly sensed the bad atmosphere around him. Looking at Liu Qiuan's trembling little back, he turned his head around and asked himself, "Should I avoid it?"

Mu Changxian thought about it, and took a step towards Liu Qiuan, who had his back turned to him, but Liu Qiuan, who had been motionless and maintaining a hammer-empty posture, suddenly turned around, and his slender legs came across, faintly surrounded by the sound of Xiao Xiao's wind. Chang Xian immediately withdrew the stepping foot and raised his left arm to block the attack.

An unexpected pain came from his forearm, and Mu Changxian froze for a moment, then stabilized his figure again.

Liu Qiu'an smiled lightly, turned around and retracted his legs, the hem of the red dress was like a seductive poppy in full bloom.

Just when Mu Changxian was puzzled, Liu Qiuan raised his eyebrows at him, with a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, he quickly pulled out the long sword (it was Mu Changxian's sword) on the table, and the snow-white sword light It was reflected on Mu Changxian's face.

When the sword energy rushed towards his face, Mu Changxian, who was about to die of drunkenness in his eyes, suddenly remembered that his inner strength had recovered for the time being.

And in that instant, Liu Qiu'an had come in front of him, the long sword was nailed into the wall behind him, only half a finger away from his neck, and he could still feel the cold air coming from the blade of the sword.

Liu Qiu'an and his nose to nose, frowned a pair of beautiful eyebrows, said angrily: "Against me, how dare you be absent-minded! Are you looking down on my leader!"

"How could it be..." Mu Changxian said: "It's an honor to be able to fight against the leader." Hearing this, Liu Qiuan moved his face to the front and pressed the tulle to Mu Changxian's lips. The wonderful touch made Mu Changxian bear I can't help being distracted.

Liu Qiuan narrowed his eyes narrowly, and before he could say a word, Mu Changxian suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist and brought him into his arms. Liu Qiu'an could clearly feel Mu Changxian's chest that was starting to heat up.

He actually remembered that almost absurd night two days ago, when Liu Qiu'an gave him a hard look, "Rogue!"

The long sword was pulled out from the wall swiftly. Hearing the sound, Mu Changxian immediately embraced Liu Qiuan. The two switched positions. He turned over to the table and glanced at the only scabbard left on the table.

At this time, Liu Qiu'an had already stabbed with the long sword, the red clothes were flying, and the sword was swift.Seeing that he was coming for real, Mu Changxian picked up the scabbard without even thinking about it to support his disorderly but wonderful swordsmanship. The sword moves of various sects, but at this moment it is impossible to tell what kind of swordsmanship he is using, like the Kunlun School's Baihong Guanri, and the Huashan School's Qingshan Yinyin...

When holding the sword inwardly, it resembles the sword intent of the Fumo School described by the master.

Before Mu Changxian retreated to the bed, he turned his head and saw that he had nowhere to retreat.

The orange cat was still nestled under the pillow, it was asleep, and such a big movement could not wake it up, it was exactly the same as him, Mu Changxian thought to himself.

But Liu Qiu'an yelled, "You're half-hearted again!"

"I..." Before Mu Changxian had time to defend himself, Liu Qiuan had already pulled a sword flower and stabbed at his waist. The tip of the sword barely brushed against his waistband. His wide sleeve was shaken by the sword energy, and flew backwards. Like a white crane slowly returning from the sky.

The window sills rattled rapidly.

Liu Qiu'an withdrew his long sword and put it behind his back, with a graceful figure.

"Have you seen Cai Cai's swordplay clearly?" He hummed dissatisfiedly at the beginning, but he touched a bright red color from the corner of his eye, and was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Mu Changxian.

"Yeah." Mu Changxian raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "I see clearly."

Liu Qiu'an felt that the hilt of the sword in his hand became a little hot, so he quickly threw it on the ground and threw himself on Mu Changxian: "Is there something wrong! Are you all right!?"

"It's okay..." Mu Changxian's face was pale, he glanced at the sword thrown to the corner of the wall, then turned his gaze to Liu Qiu'an, and said with a helpless smile, "But, you just threw my sword away like this?"

Liu Qiuan blinked tearfully, then sniffed, quickly picked up the sword, inserted it back into the scabbard, and threw it into Mu Changxian's arms again.

Mu Changxian sat down with Liu Qiuan in his arms, put the sword on the bed, and stroked Liu Qiuan's back.

Liu Qiu'an sobbed, "Woo...I'm sorry...I forgot that you still have injuries."

Mu Changxian twitched his brows: "I found that after you recovered your internal strength, you actually had two faces."

"!" Liu Qiuan trembled.

Mu Changxian asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Qiu'an immediately jumped out of his arms, with erratic eyes, folded his arms and said, "W-how can you have two faces, you can talk nonsense. Originally, I wanted to teach you swordsmanship, but now the leader won't teach you!"

"Um……"

But I remember them all.

Mu Changxian looked at Liu Qiuan's pink nose, opened his mouth, opened his mouth again under Liu Qiuan's gaze, and finally choked on the words.

I always feel like I shouldn't have said that.If he did, he'd be blown away.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Liu Qiu'an tilted his head strangely. Mu Changxian said softly, then he closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds with luck in his dantian.

At this moment, someone held his right hand, and a familiar and warm inner force flowed into his body. Mu Changxian opened his eyes: "You don't need to waste your inner force."

"Don't move!" Liu Qiu'an said angrily, but his hands held Mu Changxian's hand even tighter, "Do you still want to separate us from me..."

Mu Changxian slightly opened his eyes wide, and there was a flash of light in them.Liu Qiu quietly lowered his eyelashes to transmit his inner strength, and the white jade hairpin was holding him like snow-green silk, with a swaying white light flowing around the body of the hairpin, Mu Changxian stared at it in a daze.

It wasn't until the internal force spread to all parts of the body, and the eyelashes trembled briefly, that he came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied: "No distinction."

After hesitating for so long, Liu Qiuan glanced at him, snorted softly, and looked away unhappily. Mu Changxian raised the corner of his mouth apologetically. Seeing that he didn't look at him, he thought for a while and squeezed his palm. Liu Qiu'an still ignored him, but the internal energy flowed continuously through the connection between the two.

Mu Changxian bowed his head, and strands of blue hair fell down one after another, covering his expression.After a while, I saw him move his Adam's apple, raised his head and said to Liu Qiu'an:

"I don't know why, after meeting you, the green hills along the road became brighter. The turbulent clouds and mists that filled my eyes disappeared when you smiled..."