On the edge of the long cliff, under the full moon, the woman's face was beautiful and as cold as frost.

There were still some blood on the purple clothes, as eye-catching as if the blooming drowned flowers were blooming.

The purple sword in her hand was pure and clean, shining brightly in her palm, and at this moment it seemed to be completely integrated with the woman.

Mo Guanyu put his hands on his knees, and blue veins bulged on the back of his hand.

He was stiff all over, his thin lips stammering, as if he had something to blurt out.

Mo Ranfeng stood behind Mo Guanyu, and was also impressed by Lan Yue's Fenghua, but when he felt Mo Guanyu's strangeness, he immediately came to his senses.

He thought Mo Guanyu lost his composure because he saw the magic weapon he had always dreamed of.

But what he didn't know was that his father's eyes were falling on Lan Yue's face at this time, with the familiarity and shock in his eyes, and the memories were almost full.

picture!

It's so similar! Especially in the moonlight, it's like the same person!

"Senior, please."

It was not until the time when Ying Hua handed it in front of him that Mo Guanyu woke up like a dream.

A panic flashed quickly across his face, but he quickly restrained himself into skillful indifference.

"Thank you."

He lowered his eyes and returned to Yinghua.

He didn't reach out to touch it because he could see clearly with his eyes!

Sure enough...it's indeed a magical tool!

Mo Guanyu's whole body was trembling slightly. He could feel that there was an extremely powerful sword spirit in the Yaohua sword!

He looked at it intently, and through the sword of Yanhua, he seemed to see an extremely vast world.

There, there is a purple figure wearing armor and helmets. It is illusory, but it really exists.

Mo Guanyu felt the rock-solid loyalty and... unfathomable power from it!

At this moment, he instantly realized that it was this sword spirit who created the artifact of Xianghua!

However, what puzzled Mo Guanyu was that when his spiritual consciousness was concentrated on the sword spirit, a deep symbiotic aura came to his face!

He had never seen such a deep bond between the spirit of the artifact and the monk!

How did Lan Yue do it?

Of course, this is the biggest secret of the weapon refiner, and Mo Guanyu naturally would not take the liberty to ask such questions.

Thinking of this, he felt a faint sense of loss.

Don’t blame the refining of magical artifacts, both the right time, place and people are indispensable.

As far as he knows, when refining this magical artifact, Lan Yue didn't have a long time to contact the refining weapon.

However, as if she was destined, she had this blessing and possessed a magical weapon.

God's will is really hard to understand...

Lan Yue was as careful as her hair, and she almost caught the loss and reluctance on Mo Guanyu's face at a glance.

Thinking of his life almost losing his life to refining a magic weapon, Lan Yue seemed to be able to understand his persistence and love for refining a weapon.

But in this situation, any words of comfort are pale and powerless. Lan Yue simply said nothing and let Mo Guanyu look at Yan Hua carefully.

After a long time, Mo Guanyu's mind broke out from Ying Huazhong. Seeing Lan Yue who had been waiting silently, a hint of gratitude flashed across his face.

"I dare to ask about the name of the artifact."

"Invite Hua."

"I'm interested?"

A sudden surprise flashed across Mo Guanyu's face.

Lan Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, "But what's wrong?"

Mo Guanyu shook his head, "It's just a coincidence. Some time ago, someone imitated your technique to auction magic weapons. I remember that magic weapon was called Yaoyue, right?"

Speaking of this Yaoyue, Lanyue couldn't help but have a headache.

Master Lu Fang has asked her about this during this period, but no one has used this weapon refining technique except herself.

But the impersonator used a fantasy name like Yao Yue. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or something else.

If the person behind him wanted to target Wang Lei, her identity has been exposed, but I wonder if that person will come to her...

Lan Yue was full of thoughts, but she had no idea. At this time, she suddenly heard Mo Guanyu sighing: "Master Wang Lei is so young and promising. I thought he was a person as old as me."

Lan Yue suddenly withdrew her thoughts. Before she could speak humbly, she saw Mo Guanyu turn her head and glance at Xiao Jingyao who was always guarding the distance.

"That's the master's wishful husband? What a pity. I wanted to win over my family style."

Mo Ranfeng looked at Yao Huajian with his eyes intently, and suddenly heard his name. When he realized it, his face turned red.

He withdrew his gaze and immediately bent down apologetically at Lan Yue.

Lan Yue: "..."

Why did this conversation suddenly change?

At the far yard gate, someone who was waiting quietly suddenly broke a stone with force on his hand...

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid I don't have this blessing."

Lan Yue was so kind, but she clearly refused.

Mo Guanyu smiled softly when she heard this, "The master is too modest. It's because my family style doesn't have this blessing."

He seemed to want to say something else, but his voice suddenly paused slightly and suddenly increased a little.

"Young Master Bai?"

Lan Yue was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she turned around and saw the Bai brothers and sisters coming together.

Lan Yue couldn't help but wonder why the Bai brother and sister came at this time.

Bai Xingyan seemed to have never expected to see Mo Guanyu here.

"Young Master Mo."

Bai Xingyan bowed politely to Mo Guanyu.

Lan Yue was a keen person. She raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that Bai Xingyan's attitude towards Mo Guanyu seemed a little strange.

It was Bai Xingyan who had always been a very gentle person in front of her. I heard from his words that the Bai family and the Qixian Sect seemed to have a good relationship.

However, when Bai Xingyan bowed to Mo Guanyu, he felt alienated.

"Since the master has a friend who is here, I will not bother you anymore. Thank you for borrowing the sword to watch."

Mo Guanyu nodded politely to Lan Yue.

Lan Yue also had some polite conspiracy with Mo Guanyu, and then watched him and Mo Ranfeng leave.

I don’t know if it was Lan Yue’s illusion, but she felt that before Mo Guanyu left, her eyes turned around between her and Bai Xingzhi as if nothing had happened.

"Lan Yue!"

Bai Xingzhi is much more familiar with Lan Yue than when she met in the inn.

It is true that Lan Yue’s operation today made her excited. Because she was also Lei Xiu, she could feel Lan Yue’s strength more than ordinary people.

"Miss Bai, why are you here?"

Facing Bai Xingzhi whom she admired very much, Lan Yue couldn't help but smile.

Speaking of this, Bai Xingzhi was also confused.

Her brother didn't know what was going on. When he heard that the people from the Divine Artifact Sect were also staying on the Qixian Mountain, he came over in a hurry at night.

She also advised that Lan Yue was injured and it would not be too late to wait for her to rest for a night before coming again.

But her always casual brother seemed to be eager to meet Lan Yue this time.

If it weren't for the fact that my brother didn't really have the same thoughts as Lan Yue, she wouldn't have let him come!

"Ask my brother."

Bai Xingzhi turned sideways and gave way to Bai Xingyan behind her.

Bai Xingyan walked up and swept around Lan Yue's face with serious eyes.

When Lan Yue saw Bai Xingyan's appearance, she thought that the monk had found some clues about the disappearance of the monk, so she ran over in the middle of the night.

So she raised her heart and waited with breath.

In Lan Yue's expectant eyes, Bai Xingyan opened his thin lips and asked, "How is your injury?"

Lan Yue:?????
Chapter completed!