The two walked slowly out side by side, left the bamboo forest of Baihuayuan, and stepped back on the avenue of the capital.

The surroundings are still prosperous, and the hawkers shouting are swaying, and there are still people fighting not far away.

In fact, it only took three days to get to this world, and nothing has changed, but why do you think it has been a long time?

Yue Xiaochan smiled cleverly: "Xue Mu..."

He wasn't "uncle", and Xue Mu was stunned for a moment: "Hmm?"

Yue Xiaochan didn't care and asked casually: "Do you think that time is very strange? Sometimes, in a flash, you don't know what you were doing in those years if you want to recall. But sometimes there are many things every moment, and you are thinking about many thoughts and want to talk about them, but you have a lot of things and can't tell them clearly."

It seems that I thought of going together, Xue Mu sighed: "Yes. I always feel that these three days are a long time."

Yue Xiaochan said casually: "How long do you think it takes to remember someone?"

Xue Mu thought about it and replied in a low voice: "Maybe just one glance."

Yue Xiaochan continued to ask: "How long does it take to forget someone?"

Xue Mu remained silent and refused to answer.

"So this time is so weird." Yue Xiaochan turned her head and looked at him, with a smile on her face: "It's like remembering that it takes only one glance, but forgetting it will take a lifetime."

Xue Mu's heart was shocked, and thousands of words were choked in his throat, but he could not make half a syllable.

Yue Xiaochan said nothing, "Don't be so silent. I always want to keep a distance from Xiaochan. If I say it's uncle and nephew, right?"

Xue Mu could only say: "This is meaningful and I don't know how to respond for a while."

"Uncle is not such a dull and speechless person." Yue Xiaochan suddenly replied with a "uncle" and said with a smile: "This kind of idiot is not liked, just like who... look."

Xue Mu followed her fingers and turned to look.

A girl in white, seventeen or eighteen years old, carrying a long sword, was thin and handsome, and walked into the city gate step by step. The white clothes were woven into coarse cloth, washed roughly and worn, and had patches. Her feet had holes, which looked very shabby, and looked like a typical ascension monk, but no one dared to show any discrimination to her, but instead held her breath.

Because she was like a sharp sword unsheathed, her eyes were so sharp that she was awe-inspiring with her firm steps, accompanied by the sword intent of the sky, which was radiant and dispersed, making the faces of passers-by feel painful. In front of the sharp sword intent, all the shabby and simple seem so insignificant that even the most gorgeous decoration is incomparable.

Xue Mu was really understandable at this moment, why Xue Qingqiu's extraordinary cultivation level said that she could not protect his comprehensiveness.

This overwhelming sword intent penetrated into the bone marrow, and it was the result of the formation suppressing the five successful powers. He had no doubt that the girl outside could make him feel full of holes and even a god could not protect her.

Yue Xiaochan tsk: "She actually came to the capital... Is she just passing by when she was Wanli Baijian, or is she coming to find trouble for the uniform incident..."

Xue Mu looked cautious: "Who is she?"

"Mu Jianli, the leader of the ten heroes of Qianlong of the Zhengdao, asked the Sword Sect and even the most outstanding disciple of the entire Zhengdao generation, and the most likely genius who use swords to combine with Taoism."

"So she is Mu Jianli." Xue Mu remembered Qianqian's dress the day before yesterday, and it was exactly the same as this one, but this kind of sword intent, let alone Qianqian, it is difficult to imitate no matter who comes.

Seeing Xue Mu's cautious look, Yue Xiaochan smiled: "Don't be so nervous. Mu Jianli's swordsmanship has not yet been achieved. If she has mastered it, she will return to nature. She will not be like a swordsman."

Xue Mu couldn't help asking: "Can you beat her?"

Yue Xiaochan looked up and thought: "I must have been able to beat it two days ago, but now I can't say it."

"Well?"

"From the moment someone turned from Xue Mu to his uncle, Xiaochan returned to the spirit and transformed into Yun, successfully broke through the barriers and became the youngest master of Hua Yun in history." Yue Xiaochan said leisurely: "Mu Jianli is only seventeen years old. No matter how talented she is, her cultivation is only a small level higher than me. I am not afraid of her in this gap in cultivation. Even if she can't beat it, it can leave her unforgettable memories for life."

Xue Mu half opened his mouth and looked at Yue Xiaochan with his head tilted, feeling really shocked. What does this concept in the history of the world?

No wonder Xue Qingqiu was so nervous at that time. If Xiaochan really broke his hopes for martial arts, it would be a waste of death. If he was chopped into meat paste, he would be light.

But when he thought that Xiaochan was the catalyst when he saw Xiaochan’s advancement process, he really didn’t know what he was feeling.

"When it comes to this, uncle has made a lot of contributions. How about it? What does it feel?" Yue Xiaochan was also asking this question, smiling sweetly with two dimples.

Xue Mu kept saying for a long time: "Does the thigh lack pendants? He would shout Liu Liu Liu."

"?" Yue Xiaochan couldn't understand this kind of joke, but she knew that he was covering up his mind in the form of a joke, and did not force it. She smiled and said, "Master is the real thigh, you can hold it."

While talking, the two of them passed by Mu Jianli.

Mu Jianli suddenly stood firm and whispered: "This sister is so young that she has transformed into souls in five aggregates, and there is no one in the world. Look at the moon illusion star hidden, and the meaning of the night is misty, is it the young master of the Xingyue Sect?"

"Ha?" Yue Xiaochan didn't look back: "Sister Mu walked slowly. There is a weapon shop ten feet ahead of you, and there are many swords inside. Hurry up and bow to you, and you might realize your unique skills. My little sister still has something important to do, so I will ask my sister for tea in the future."

While talking, he pulled Xue Mu out of the city without seeing each other.

Mu Jianli stood there for a while, frowned slightly, and murmured to herself: "Strange... I thought the sword heart started and moved naturally, but I was happy to see a strong enemy, but I carefully identified it, it was targeting the man around her... That person obviously had no cultivation... Why is this?"

Standing quietly for a moment, as if he couldn't figure it out, he shook his head and continued to move forward.

On the other side, Yue Xiaochan pulled Xue Mu out of the city and did not fall until she left the range of the formation. She turned to look at Xue Mu and smiled: "Your practice should be put on the agenda, it's really too weak."

Xue Mu said "Yes": "Start practice when you go back, otherwise you really feel that you will not be able to survive for a few days. If she stabbed her with a sword just now, you might not be able to protect me."

Yue Xiaochan smiled and said, "Do you think I'm talking about a safety issue? No, no."

"What is that?"

"Master's physical practice has reached the extreme of mortals, and his body has no weakness at all. To you, Master is like a stone girl. You can't even destroy her body, and your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled."

"..." Knowing that their Xingyue Sect regarded these issues as normal academics and talked casually, Xue Mu, who came from the modern era, was so embarrassed that he said in a bad mood: "I have no long-cherished wish..."

"No?" Yue Xiaochan glanced at him charmingly: "What is the story between Qing'er and Xiaomu?"

"Ahem...it's nothing."

Yue Xiaochan didn't argue with him. She turned to look at the road ahead and said leisurely: "I want a story too. The kind of heroine I want to be very sexy."

Xue Mu twitched the corner of his mouth: "The child is not suitable."

"Is that right?" Yue Xiaochan smiled again, with a charming smile, with indescribable sarcasm: "What are your hand pulling at this moment?"
Chapter completed!