Regardless of the brother and sister's fight, Xia Yunmo set his eyes on the soft chain snake sword in Zi Nu's hand, and his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Zi Nu's sword is a masterpiece."

The purple girl gently shook the soft sword of the chain snake in her hand and smiled charmingly: "Chin Lian can get into the eyes of the national master, but it is lucky."

The sword in her hand is called "Chilian", which looks like a Redian snake, and its moves are as vicious as a poisonous snake, so it is also called "Chilian Snake Soft Sword".

The side of the sword is made of countless thin pieces like sewing and snake scales penetrate through. I don’t know what material it is, soft and hard, hard and soft.

Although the whole sword was quietly hanging, it was squirming slightly, as if it was ready to catch.

The color of the sword is even more bizarre, it is a red and panicking color of flame, made of an extremely mysterious metal, a color that is only found after the drug is tempered.

When used, it can turn into a poisonous snake, twists and turns, and condense and turn into an extremely sharp sword.

In some aspects, the smelting and forging technique in this world is probably not even able to achieve even the Dakan Dynasty.

Xia Yunmo's eyes turned, and he put them on Han Fei, and smiled and said, "Compared to the sword of the Purple Girl, I want to see the sword of the Ninth Prince."

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself and said in confusion: "My sword?"

"good!"

Suddenly, Xia Yunmo's eyebrows condensed, his murderous aura was like a dragon, and he roared in the air. At the same time, his palms opened and enveloped Han Fei like a sky curtain.

At this moment, a chill suddenly appeared in Han Fei's heart, which was enough to cool the bone marrow. He felt that as the palm advanced, it was like a dull night falling down.

In just a moment, his flesh and blood would be crushed into a ball of mud.

"What are you doing?" Zi Nu's heart moved and shouted violently. The Hao Bowl shook, and the chain snake soft sword bit Xia Yunmo like a poisonous snake.

But the speed of the chain snake soft sword is comparable to that of Xia Yunmo.

Just as Xia Yunmo's right palm was about to hit China and Han Fei, everything suddenly stopped.

The chain snake soft sword was frozen in the air, and the noise of Zi Lanxuan quieted down. Han Fei, Honglian, and Zi Nu seemed to be lit into the acupoints by someone, motionless, and even the night wind in the air seemed to no longer sobbed.

Time has stopped.

During this time, the only one who can act was Xia Yunmo and a sword.

The sky transformed by Xia Yunmo's palm has been torn apart by a sword.

This is an ancient sword with a black and broken body. The sword body is broken into several segments, and the hilt is a pattern of ferocious beasts.

Holding this sword was a black black armored warrior, with a heavy yin energy all over his body. Compared to the undead that Mo Ya had transformed before, he was more like a ghost ghost crawling out of hell.

In some ways, he is indeed a ghost ghost.

The Dead.

Or it is a sword spirit.

Xia Yunmo looked around and saw scenes of stagnation. He couldn't help but sigh: "What a reverse scale, what a sword spirit can actually open up the illusion of the mind."

It turned out that everything in front of him was caused by a sword that Han Fei got by chance.

This sword is called "Reverse Scale".

The sword is a weapon, born for killing, and "Nori Scale" is even more of the weapon among the weapons. What's more magical is that this sword is in line with people, and the most powerful master, after death, turned into a dead soul and stayed in the Nori Scale, becoming the weapon of the Nori Scale Scale.

Once Han Fei is in danger of life and death, the sword spirit will appear to savior.

The black black armored warrior in front of him is the sword spirit of the Scale Sword.

The combination of the anti-scale sword and the black black armored warrior not only shows terrible combat power in the real world, but also pulls the opponent into the "Mind and Spiritual Illusion". In this field, except for the two sides in the war, everything is still and everything is illusory.

This skill will be somewhat similar to that monk Yingyuan at that time.

Looking at the sword spirit in front of him made Xia Yunmo think a lot.

His full moon scimitar is a magic knife, living in the "demon in the sword" and has some spirituality, but it is far from comparable to this "reverse scale".

But as time goes by, a real "spirit" may be born from the full moon scimitar.

"You are not an enemy!" Jian Ling looked at Xia Yunmo, his voice hoarse, without any ups and downs, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

Jian Ling sensed Xia Yunmo's murderous intent and appeared. At this time, he realized that the murderous intent was just a bait that lured him out.

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "I am just a curious person."

Jian Ling said coldly: "Don't be too curious as a human being. Otherwise... you can only become the undead just like me."

His figure slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a vague black smoke, dissipating invisible.

Everything that was stagnant around suddenly became flexible and everything had vitality.

In other words, Xia Yunmo has come out of the "Mind and Spiritual Illusion" and comes to the real world.

The previous conversation with the sword spirit was just a matter of time.

Hearing the squirting sound of the wind behind, Xia Yunmo's fingers were accompanied by the hoarse chain snake soft sword suddenly stiffened. The original trend of responsiveness frozen, like a poisonous python strangled for seven inches, and it was hard to struggle out again.

Xia Yunmo turned his head and smiled brightly at Zi Nu: "Just, Miss Zi Nu should not be too serious."

Zi Nu looked at Xia Yunmo's warm and gentle face, and saw a dazed look in front of her, gritted her silver teeth and said, "Why don't you let go of my sword?"

Xia Yunmo shrugged, followed the flow of good deeds, and let go of the chain snake soft sword.

Princess Honglian tilted her head, her black hair drooped, and her sweet and cute face was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly fight?"

Han Fei glanced at Xia Yunmo and smiled bitterly: "It's okay to joke, but Master Xia must not joke about Han Fei's life next time. This joke is not funny at all."

Although he did not understand martial arts, he was extremely smart and he felt a lot of things with a vague appointment.

Xia Yunmo laughed and said, "It's mine, I'll invite you to drink."

When Han Fei heard the word "wine", his eyes lit up and curled Xia Yunmo's neck: "Whoever invites me to drink is my friend."

Princess Honglian sticks out her tongue and says, "Two drunks."

Speaking of which, it is only by stealing several bottles of wine from my father that I can successfully become a disciple.

...

Zilan Xuan.

In an accord, Xia Yunmo, Princess Honglian and Han Fei were sitting.

Lan Yu came over and smiled slightly at Xia Yunmo. In his beautiful smile, there seemed to be a little joy hidden.

The clanging sound of the piano sounded, sometimes as soothing as a flowing spring, sometimes as rapid as a waterfall, sometimes as crisp as a pearl falling from a jade plate, sometimes as low as a whisper, but it has the power to cleanse the dusty heart, making people completely immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

After a while, Nong Yuxian's hand stopped, but the sound of the sound lingers around the beam for three days.

Han Fei held a wine bottle and praised: "In the past, I heard that Zhao Guokuangxiu's piano music was like a different life. I don't believe it. Today I heard a song by Miss Yu and realized that someone could play such a touching song."

Nong Yu said modestly: "Young Master has been awarded too much. Master Kuang Xiu is the holy hand in the piano, and Nong Yu is beyond the reach of the dust."

Princess Honglian ran over in a small step, holding her jade arm, and her big eyes shone with a light of worship: "Brother Ninth is very lustful, and she keeps praising her when she sees a beauty. But this time she is telling the truth, at least Honglian has never heard such a good piano music."

Xia Yunmo said, "The sound of the piano is ethereal, but it seems to contain many feelings of sadness and sorrow in spring and autumn."

Nong Yu lowered his head slightly and said, "The national teacher clearly understands it. Nong Yu plays the piano freely. When playing, he will inevitably have a chance to go."

Xia Yunmo walked over, poured a bottle of wine for Nongyu, and said with a smile: "Life is in the world, enjoy it in time. What's more, a beauty like you frowned and has the sorrowful beauty that Xi Zi held her heart, but if you smile, it's even more charming and it's better to be happy."

Nong Yu smiled and said, "Thank you for your guidance from the National Master."

After saying that, he leaned down on his swan-like snow-white neck, covered his handsome hands and drank all the wine. The cherry lips had some more wine stains, and his face flushed, which was more charming than usual dignity.

At this time, Zi Nu pushed the door and held a plate in her hand, with some wine and food on it, and smiled charmingly: "Nong Yu said that Master Kuang Xiu is the master of the piano, and I see that Master National Master is also the master of love, may he be moved by my Nong Yu?"

Nong Yu said without hesitation: "Sister."

Xia Yunmo smiled, and his eyes lingered on the two beauties, Nongyu and Zi Nu, without any concealment, and said, "My love master is not only affectionate to Nongyu, but also to Zi Nu. I wonder if the two beauties can give me a face today, let me tell you about the pain of longing tonight."

Nong Yu was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak, her face was red, her eyes were flowing, she bit her red lips, and gave Xia Yunmo a coquettish look.

But she didn't know whether she was angry with Nong Yu, or "Nong Yu and Zi Nu's Girl" or both. Maybe she couldn't tell whether the girl's feelings were accurate.

Zi Nu put down the wine and food, and made every move, swaying gracefully. She shook her head and said, "It's a pity that Nongyu and I were not moved by Master Xia. This kind of thing has always been a love affair with each other and cannot be forced."

After a joke, Zi Nu and Nong Yu both retreated.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere gradually became lively. Xia Yunmo and Han Fei were both free and easy-going people, with profound knowledge, and they could talk about it.

Han Xin's eyes turned and suddenly talked about another topic: "I don't know how the national savage views the current "ghost soldiers borrowing the road" and the disappearance of 100,000 military pay."

Xia Yunmo shrugged and smiled, "How can you see it? Look with your eyes."

Han Fei glared: "This..."

Xia Yunmo glanced at Han Fei and said with a smile: "The Ninth Master is extremely smart and has a solution in his heart, so why bother asking me for advice?"

His eyes were deep, as if he had already realized all the true thoughts in Han Fei's heart. Looking at this gaze, Han Fei became extremely nervous and hurriedly picked up a bottle of wine to drink it to cover up his panic.

The two chatted for a while, Han Fei touched his chin and said inadvertently: "General Ji Wuye a few days ago..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Yunmo had already stood up, held the wine pot, and slowly went out: "Young Master Ninth, now you are full of country and country, and you are in the world. You are really not suitable to come to such a place of romance and beauty to drink. Let's talk to you next time."

Han Fei now wants to win over all the power. In dealing with Ji Wuye and Yebu, Xia Yunmo is also one of the powers that can win over.

But Xia Yunmo only thinks about the things of love today, not to mention that he and Han Fei are not the same, and may still be in a rebellion in the future.

That being the case, it doesn’t matter whether or not this wine is drunk.
To be continued...