Jia likes to do the most is to watch the sunset alone on the small cliff next to Wudang after busy gang affairs. In fact, Jia himself doesn’t know whether this hobby is due to Yiyun’s influence or he really likes it, but it is undeniable that Jia believes from the heart that the afterglow of the sunset is indeed beautiful.

Jia realized that he had been imitating Yiyun, his words, deeds, and even his daily routine, and even his values. Jia slowly pulled out the enhanced Qinglong Sword from his waist. This sword is not a sharp blade that everyone can have, but was given by Yiyun, Yes, when he was in Guyue Villa, he and Ming were the most capable assistants under Yiyun and the most powerful master.

Yiyun is never stingy with the members of the villa, and is rich and generous. There are few phenomena in the villa that leave the other party because they are not satisfied with their salary. This is a rare phenomenon for the changing world.

Jia's left finger gently flicked the sword body, and the sound of the sword spreads from afar, and he is also intoxicated. Many times, Jia will feel confused, just like this at this time. I remember that when I was puzzled by Yiyun's movement, I asked. Yiyun's expression was very strange, and the answer was even more strange, "Listen to the sword, when you can hear the sound of the sword, you really understand the sword."

This is ridiculous, even absurd, and I don’t believe it from the bottom of my heart, especially Yiyun is strange, and often answers an incomprehensible answer to other people’s questions. Many times, it is just perfunctory, and sometimes it has profound meaning.

The question is, how can we distinguish between adding? If you don’t add, you can believe everything and doubt it. Believe it, and do it; if you doubt it, you have expectations for the wrong reward.

After so many years, Jia has been trying to listen to the sound of the sword, but after so many years, Jia has never heard anything. Jia started dancing with swords, and the dance was light and slow, which was also a habit I learned from Yiyun in the past. Yiyun said that this is because I want to dance, so I dance, and there is no reason.

For several years, the breeze has come to this small cliff every day. The purpose is to see a man, a very beautiful man, and a man with great martial arts skills that is inaccessible.

The expression of this man is definitely not cold or indifferent, but he is inaccessible, both for men and women. Who is Qingfeng Xuxu? The Wudang Sect has ranked sixth in the top ten masters many years ago and one of the most popular figures in the Wudang Sect who has been admired by female disciples in recent years.

Qingfeng Xu Xu clearly remembered that in the battle that day, he was defeated by Jia. Although Qingfeng Xu Xu only lost after seven hundred moves, Qingfeng Xu Xu knew that it was Jia hiding his strength. Qingfeng Xu even believed that if Jia tried his best, he would definitely not be able to take three moves. There was no reason to support him, it was just a feeling.

But, many times, just feeling is enough. Isn’t this kind of obsession with the Chinese? It is a kind of concern, a feeling that you can’t give up? The afterglow of the sunset is very beautiful... Is the dusk and darkness coming soon? It’s also beautiful, because at that time, a man was still dancing his sword...

Ming'er's blood and heart attacks again, and the substitute doll has been consumed. Ming'er started very early and could only rely on her willpower to support the pain of blood and heart attacks. Every time this time, Xi'er, Ling'er, Rong'er, and Yue'er would return to Piaomiao Peak together and use their internal strength to try to reduce the pain Ming'er suffered. Although this did not work much, it was the only thing the women could do.

Ming'er moaned in pain, and her mouth was stuck by Xi'er's fingers. Otherwise, Ming'er, who could not bear the pain, would subconsciously choose to bite her tongue and commit suicide. One day and one night, for those who suffer from the pain of blood and heart, it is longer than a hundred years.

Ming'er finally stopped moaning in pain and gasped in exhaustion. At this time, even a finger would not be willing to move. The girls retreated one after another, and Le'er took out a substitute doll, "Xi'er, why don't I go and search for Yiyun, let him take action to break Ming'er's love-only mood, and then take Ming'er to soothe his tears and reconcile his blood in his heart, otherwise Ming'er would be too painful!"

"Hahaha...Le'er, if Ming'er agrees, go..." Ling'er said, "Le'er, we don't have the right to decide what for Ming'er without authorization, it is impossible for her to agree!"

Le'er was silent and slowly put away the last substitute doll. This was Rong'er's meaning. After all, the substitute doll was hard-won and wanted to leave a way out for Ming'er. "Hehehe... Le'er, go find her..." Le'er was stunned when she heard this, and then the cruel and gentle pair of eyes that shocked Le'er's body and mind appeared in her mind.

"Xi'er, can I go find her?" Xi'er gently handed a map to Le'er's hand, nodded with a smile, Le'er's expression gradually returned to normal, and he grabbed the map and ran away like a whirlwind.

Suddenly he sneaked into the Xixia Palace carefully and searched for the Princess Palace where Li Qiushui was based on the map given by Xiaoyaozi. At this time, although his martial arts have been greatly restored, the gap is still huge compared to the past. He didn't know how many masters there were in the Xixia Palace, but at least he knew the existence of Xu Zhu. If he had reached a certain range of Xu Zhu, he would never be able to hide it from the other party.

After a few moments of time, I found Li Qiushui's palace gate and quickly controlled the acupoints of the maid guarding the door. Then I pushed the door gently into it.

"It was my adopted father Xiaoyaozi who asked me to find you!" Suddenly, he pushed open the door and immediately sent a message inside. Li Qiushui was not a good man and a trustworthy woman. If he gave himself a sword without saying a word, it would be too unfair to die! Suddenly, he was pulled into the hall by a force, and a beautiful female voice asked in confusion, "When did he accept an adopted daughter?"

The light in the palace was dark at this time, and I suddenly didn't dare to try to search for Li Qiushui's exact location. If the other party became suspicious, I might not have a chance to explain. "This is the token given to me by my adoptive father."

Suddenly, the painting held in his hand fell into Li Qiushui's hands in a blink of an eye, and the lights gradually lit up in the palace. Suddenly, he saw Li Qiushui's appearance clearly, and suddenly praised in his heart that if he was a man, he would definitely not be moved by Li Qiushui's charm. Li Qiushui was persistent in the painting, intoxicated in his expression, and was obviously immersed in the memories of the past.

For a while, he spoke in a gentle tone, "You don't have to be restrained, just treat me as your mother. How is he good now?" Suddenly hesitated for a while, he finally spoke, "He is not good to adoptive father. A few days ago, he was seriously injured by Xier from Lingjiu Palace, and is still in seclusion and healing his wounds."

Li Qiushui's expression changed drastically, "What!? How could anyone in this world hurt him? Xier? Did that bitch teach the apprentice?! What methods did he use to plot against him?"

Suddenly, he said, "The adoptive father said he would tell me in detail after he recovered from his injury, so I don't know the specific situation." Li Qiushui said restlessly, "What did he ask you to come and find me? With his temper, he would never let me help him."

"The adoptive father asked me to take the tears." Li Qiushui pondered for a moment when he heard this. There was an extra porcelain bottle in his hand. He handed it to Mo Ran and said softly, "There are three drops of tears in it. After returning, tell him that I want to see him." Mo Ran took it carefully, promised to pass the message on his behalf, and retreated.

Shortly after he suddenly withdrew, Li Qiushui frowned, put on a robe with great speed, lifted up his sword and spread it out and walked out of the door.

Suddenly, I felt extremely excited. I just jumped to the top of the palace not far away. A purple shadow suddenly came. The snow- bright cold blade had passed through my throat without a sudden reaction. When I suddenly became angry, the man with a deep purple figure in the remote valley appeared in my mind...

Yiyun's eyes were empty and she stared at Li Qiushui who was rushing to rush. "Random! Who are you? How dare you kill someone and snatch things in front of me!" Li Qiushui was extremely angry. The adopted daughter of her lover actually died in front of her palace. How could she explain to Xiaoyaozi?

Li Qiushui rushed towards Yiyun, who was as fast as a ghost. The green energy in the darkness made people feel strange. Yiyun's figure flashed and thrust straight into the sword. The arc-shaped sword energy turned into several star lights and appeared out of thin air. Li Qiushui pulled away and changed his body skills three times in a row before he could avoid it. He said with a look of surprise and doubt, "Who are you? You actually have such skills."

"My name is Xiaojian!" Yiyun thought about it. In such a place, it is probably impossible to forget the memory after she refreshed it. As long as the other party shouts, countless masters flock to it, and she can only escape. Anyway, it is not the first time to blame Xiaojian, so she doesn't care about such a chance.

Li Qiushui's face changed, "The first sword in the world, the undefeated myth?"

"So, I'm going to settle down with tears." Yiyun said evading the heavy and lightly, "Discussion! As long as I shout, no matter how skillful your martial arts are, it will be a problem whether you can live here and you still want to snatch the tears?"

"Then you shout, let everyone in the Xixia Palace know that Princess Li Qiushui is actually possessed of great martial arts. It depends on how you escape the crime of deceiving the king."

Yiyun could not be easily intimidated by Li Qiushui. Li Qiushui was definitely unwilling to cause trouble to burn him out. The two of them held each other, and neither of them took action.

Yiyun was anxious. If she wanted to obtain the items on her body, she had to wait for the protection of the items to pass. If Li Qiushui escaped back to the palace now and then shouted that there was an assassin, she would naturally have some remarks that would not endanger herself. Yiyun could neither make Li Qiushui feel that his life was threatened nor allowed Li Qiushui to escape back to the palace. If there was a slight deviation in the mastery of the scale between them, then today would be a waste of time.

Li Qiushui also did not dare to move in vain. When he met, he was shocked by Yiyun's extraordinary body and terrifying sword skills. Li Qiushui was not sure that he could save his life under Yiyun's sword while flying away from the hall.

The two of them were at the top of the palace, staring at each other without blinking. The moon was dark and the wind was high. At the top of the Xixia Palace, a very beautiful woman stood at the same time with a man less than two meters away. Yiyun couldn't help but feel funny secretly, and smiled out of the selfless mood and said, "Princess, please come back! If you are seen, it may be very unfavorable to the princess' reputation. I promise not to attack!"
Chapter completed!