Moonlight

The gray night sky is as quiet as a funeral mourning.

Inside Tianya Inn

He Yu stopped crying, and Zhou An had already left the room.

"You are my person, come back to the Shadao Gate with me"

——This is the original words before Zhou An went out

He Yu was still in shock. Although Zhou An did not touch her this time, he did not let her go. If it were next time, I would not know if Zhou An would be so kind.

It took a long time, He Yu still shrank there and didn't even dare to run away. He called out to his elder brother thousands of times in his heart, but where is the power?

Siquan didn’t know what He Yu was going on!

On the green mountain gate

In addition to recuperating from injuries, the monarch can only regulate his breathing and internal energy.

While idle, Si Quan discovered many interesting things, such as: his internal strength has become stronger. For example, Zi Ying no longer comes to visit Ximen Yu to practice swords every day. What’s more interesting is that after three days, Ximen Yu stopped practicing swords.

"So far away, are you still afraid that I will not be able to learn secretly?"

Si Quan once accidentally heard Qian Ling say that Ximen Yu has been practicing swords for three years without any obstacles, day after day, and he stopped practicing as soon as he came. Isn’t he obviously guarding against him?

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and people are as idle as water.

As boring as ever, Si Quan suddenly became alert.

In the dark night, a white shadow flashed.

"Did you come for yourself?"

The sacrificial power does not think that someone would come to enjoy the scenery at night in this lonely room.

"Friends, look for me?"

The lord looked at the person in front of him:

cold

Cold as a sword

It seems like a face that is born with a look of expressionlessness.

White clothes rise without wind, cold eyes sharp without swords, and clear faces with a beautiful face, but they are like swords and swords.

This is a man born with a sword.

Within three feet, it was like a sharp sword flying across, and the sword light was shuttled, warning everyone who still wanted to live should not get close.

"You deserve to die!"

The visitor said three words on his own, and he was so indifferent that he had nothing to do with himself.

The cold sword was unsheathed, and the blade light was cold, and it devoured the life of the commander step by step.

"You are Ximen Yu!"

The lord recognized the person.

But it was useless. No one knew whether the person who came to cares whether the person who came to recognize his identity, and even the person who came to kill him was confused.

"We know?"

He quickly jumped aside and asked in confusion.

"When did we make enemies?"

Si Quan asked again, but he didn't dare to relax because Ximen Yu came over again.

Before, when I saw Ximen Yu practicing sword, it was as light as floating feathers and as ease as flowing wind. When I really fought, I found out that it was all illusions.

Ximen Yu's sword is divided into two types, one is visible, that is,

It is the sword in his hand, fast and sharp, and it is circulating and concentrating. One sword suddenly turns into thousands of sword rains, and the sword is dead. Another one is invisible, that is, the sword on his body, hidden and sharp, and the thousands of swords are integrated into a light sword light, and a sword seals the throat.

Relying on his internal strength, Si Quan blocked Ximen Yu's flash blade outside his body. Whenever he used too much force, he seemed to hear the sound of the wound collapsing.

The room was already in a mess, and the bed was scattered all over the sky.

Si Quannuan expected that he would turn into a scene of meat dumps on the ground after his mistake, so he had to deal with it more carefully.

For some reason, Si Quanneng felt a familiar smell from Ximen Yu's sword technique.

If the sir is bowing his head, he will find that his white bandage is already red and bloody.

"Stop, stop hitting!"

It's Ziying's voice.

"This is not the place you should stay, there is no next time!"

Ximen Yu is gone

He looked at Si Quan with an expressionless face, and said this without emotion without looking at Ziying.

"Hey, my blood is almost dry."

It turned out that Ziying was still staring at the direction where Ximen Yu disappeared.

"Are you okay?"

Ziying finally helped the lord up, looked at the messy room, and put the lord on the ground.

——The bed is gone

"If you were half a day later, you would probably not see my body!"

"Hey, have you listened to me?"

"Ah? What did you say?"

"Forget it, please help me stop the bleeding first!"

"Well, he wasn't injured?"

Ziying asked very carefully.

"Who did you say?"

"Don't ask questions right away!"

"Hiss, you murder!"

Feeling Ziying's intentional force, Si Quan's crooked teeth were so painful.

"Tsk tsk, do you care a lot about him?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't know!"

Ziying seemed to be suddenly furious.

"Ahem, he has such a high martial arts skills, what can I do?" Seeing Ziying stretching her eyebrows, Si Quan continued, "How could there be such a weird person who rushed into someone else's room and said a lot of strange words and was going to kill people."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'Never other men are allowed to come in here. Do you want to die in it or go out and die?'"

"Did he really say that?"

Si Quan clearly felt Ziying's hand tremble.

"Do you like him so much?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense. As a master's wife, it's normal to care about your disciples. I can't figure it out here for a while. Let's change your residence!"

When she talked about Ziying's heart, she was so shocked that she immediately stood up, turned around, finished her words coldly, and left.

"Oh, the master's wife falls in love with her apprentice, hehe, the two are quite talented and beautiful, and they are quite compatible!

”

Si Quan looked at Ziying's distant back and began to think.

In the dark, Ximen Yu looked at the lord lying on the ground and stood for a long time, but he had no intention of taking action.

Along the way, Ziying was thinking about Ximen Yu's words secretly. When she was in love, she was secretly happy and took into account each other's identities. She had to be sad and distracted.

——Of course she didn’t know that the sergeant was lying to her.

Unconsciously, Ziying had already walked to her room.

"There's someone inside"

When the door was opened, Ziying was ready.

"Wu Lun? What are you here to do?"

Ziying looked disgusted

"My little girl, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
To be continued...