Yinglongtai.

"So long has passed, it's time to arrive." Xiao Haochen yawned a big yawn.

"President Xiao, it's coming very early." As soon as he finished speaking, a man in brocade clothes slowly walked over and greeted him. It was the former Grand Tutor Mo Wendong.

"It's Mr. Mo. It's better than you than you." Xiao Haochen said lazily, and glanced at the white-browed eunuch beside him intentionally or unintentionally.

The white-browed eunuch had to lower his head and smile, avoiding the gaze that seemed too sharp to him.

"Recently, why didn't you come to my mansion to play chess?" Mo Wendong seemed to have not seen this, "I have a rare opponent in the city except you."

"Mr. Mo, don't break me. I have my own chess to play." Xiao Haochen was half-paralled on the ground with a whisk and swung the insects and flies flying in the air. "It's really busy with business and can't get rid of it."

"Since the ceremony is about to be held, Aoyang has been out for many days, so you don't have to go to the palace to play chess with him." Mo Wendong said, "I don't know what kind of chess is playing at the head?"

"In life, what step is not about making a move?" Xiao Haochen yawned a long time, "I got up too early, but I was a little sleepy." Then he closed his eyes, as if he had really fallen asleep.

"I have been fishing by the lake in recent days, and I have also been a little tired." Mo Wendong said meaningfully.

At this time, a thin man in willow clothes came with a sword.

"Mr. Liu." Mo Wendong nodded and greeted.

"Oh? The owner of Manor Liu is here? Then I will not be sleepy." Xiao Haochen raised his eyebrows.

The person who came was naturally the owner of Liu Yue Villa, Liu Zangfeng. If it were put in the past, the call of "Mansion Owner" was naturally natural, but now, his sister Liu Zangyue has brought all the people of the Liu family back to her hometown, and Liu Yue Villa no longer exists, which undoubtedly adds a bit of irony to the title "Mansion Owner".

"President Xiao." Liu Zangfeng's face turned pale, but he dared not speak out because he was in a major season.

"Why didn't the owner's wife come with me?" Xiao Haochen asked.

"Since Huaiman came here two years ago, his health has become worse and worse. If she had been sick, she would be afraid that her ill body and chronic condition would damage the dignity of the emperor today." Liu Zangfeng held the sword and looked at Tian Yijing, as if he wanted to use this to suppress Xiao Haochen's arrogance.

"The love between Master Liu and the Saint of the Sheath Clan really touched me." Xiao Haochen made a move to wipe his tears, "But if she didn't attend, Master Liu would probably have a bloody disaster."

Liu Zangfeng suppressed his anger and asked, "Why?"

"Because I saw you, Yin Tang turned black." Xiao Haochen, who was still not open his eyes, smiled slightly.

far away.

"It was him who cut off Biran's arm with his sword back then." The woman in Maple looked at Liu Zangfeng and said in a deep voice.

The man beside her had already worn a bronze mask that he had not seen for a long time, showing his hideous fangs to the sky. The umbrella of the other side of the shore he was holding also began to be automatically without wind.

"He must die."

Tianji Pavilion, the long alley of "the flowers are bright and the willows are dark".

The ice flowers condensed all over the ground.

The whole alley was as cold as if falling into an ice abyss.

"Good sword. Immortal sword is worthy of it." Luo Feiyu sighed sincerely.

However, in front of the sudden coldness, Luo Feiyu did not show any fighting spirit or murderous intention, but just swung the sword slightly and brought a sword light from somewhere. The sword was surrounded by the sword light and became softer.

No longer has the infinite murderous intent that makes the sword afraid.

Instead, it is like a spring bird suddenly coming, entrenching in the warm wind, flying.

"Is this?" Gongsun Shilan behind her opened her beautiful eyes wide.

"Stop guessing, you can't guess it. Because this is my own sword technique, and it is my first time using it." Luo Feiyu smiled confidently, "I call it, the Swift climbs the rainbow."

"Swifts climb the rainbow?" Gongsun Shilian murmured and repeated.

In her opinion, this is a sword that has never been bound, a free and free sword. Even if the land is frozen in the circle, as long as there is an inch of land like spring, it cannot be changed. The spirit of winter passing by spring, the grass growing and the birds flying.

This is also the world that young people should have in the eyes of.

"It's obviously so ordinary, but so confident." Mu Kexin snorted coldly, and the long sword flowed coldly, rushing to Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu also raised the sword and crossed the sword energy that was surging like a cold wave, colliding with Gu Han.

But what is bizarre is that Mu Kexin did not feel the pressure coming from the Sword. The pressure unique to the sword of the Sword.

There was not even a trace of the sword.

"This is the Fanchen Sword." Luo Feiyu looked at her with a smile.

Mu Ke replied with inquiring eyes in discomfort.

"We mortals have grown up listening to the stories of you immortals. But you immortals have never seen this world with your own eyes." Luo Feiyu sighed, "So, there are many things that you don't understand even if you say them."

The ice on the ground melted in an instant.

Mu Kexin looked down at the ice water all over the ground, with his sword swept back suddenly, and then took advantage of his retreat and jumped into the air with Gu Han, recalling the cold wind that had just been dispelled by Luo Feiyu. The blue tent on her body also drifted with the cold wind.

"Where is the fairy sound? The white bird stepped on the snow mud." Mu Kexin suddenly stood up Gu Han, closed his eyes, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and stood in front of his chest.

The Sword of the Immortal Lord—

Thousands of mountains, birds fly.

Countless tiny streams of water flew out from her sword, cold and ethereal.

"Swallow is a spring bird. Then I will use this sword to make your spring swallow disappear here." Mu Kexin suddenly opened his eyes, as if an immortal looked down on him.

At the same time, swung a sword.

When the water flow was about to fall to the ground, it instantly condensed into frost.

It is also a sword energy.

If it hangs down like this, it will be a very cold sword rain.

It seems that all the warmth in the world has been eliminated, but for Luo Feiyu, it has eliminated all the vitality.

"Good sword." Luo Feiyu looked up at the ice rain.

He is not afraid.

He didn't know why he was not afraid.

Perhaps with her by his side, he subconsciously became fearless.

At this moment, an umbrella appeared on top of his head.

There is warm light on the umbrella, enough to brush away millions of ice and snow.

As its name suggests, the West River is blowing in snow.

The sword frost that poured down like rain melted near the paper umbrella.

Luo Feiyu turned his head and met those shallow eyes.

"I will do it, too, swiftly," Gongsun Shilian, who was holding an umbrella, smiled faintly at him, and handed out the Jiangmo sword, wielding it at the same time as the Zhe Jian.

The sword light rises again.

The fallen flowers are independent, and the light rain swifts are in pairs.

The cold sword energy that was soaked like rain seemed to fall into the spring breeze and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Feiyu and Gongsun Shilan landed one after another and looked at Mu Kexin in front of him.

But Mu Kexin, who had lost the cold power, had the vague intention of drawing a sword.

"Be careful, there is still another sword after this sword." Luo Feiyu suddenly remembered something and said in a deep voice.

"And there is another sword?"

"The name of this sword is, Wanji, and the destruction of human traces."

PS: I really didn't expect that the saying "Flying Again" behind the fallen flower is changed to "in pairs"? . It may look a bit awkward...
Chapter completed!