Above the clear sky and the blue clouds, a water dragon crosses thousands of miles.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Wherever you pass, the sword intent is like the wind turbulent.

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Jianzhou and Zizhou have now become the defense line for the confrontation between the Tiance Army and the Imperial Army. Neither side can completely gain control, but Lizhi is still there, and there is a small village at the foot of Luofeng Mountain. As Mo Juxia sits on the mountain to realize the truth, the people in the village have been persuaded to move away by Lizhi.

Most of the dead soldiers of the Mo family lurked in the village.

This is also the reason why Li Ruyu would rather sleep in the wild than go to the village.

Who knows if he will fight with the Mo family's dead soldiers first.

Love the house and Wu, and An Lihua also doesn’t like the dead men of the Mo family. Therefore, she has been very close to Li Ruyu these days, and the relationship between the two has become much more familiar.

An Lihua always calls herself a sister.

Li Ruyu was so happy to accept it. After some contact, he found that this woman was indeed a very good girl.

Yes, young woman.

Whether in terms of style or behavior, it is the charm of a young woman.

Li Ruyu is not surprised by this.

The Northern Barbarian General An Lihua has not married yet, but since she is Zhao Sa's daughter-in-law and Zhao Sa is Yiren, An Lihua must be Yiren.

Zhao Sa's son and An Lihua's husband seem to be called Xue Dingshan.

I don't know what a heroic character he is.

An Lihua was still sitting on the tree, swinging her legs, not minding that she would expose herself at all. She wore her inner pants under her skirt and couldn't even leave.

Li Ruyu stood under the tree.

Both of them were shocked when they saw the strange phenomenon on the top of the mountain and heard the sound of the yellow bell.

Immediately I was delighted.

Mo Juxia admitted that he was wrong?

Doesn’t this mean that the Mo family, Juzi, was completely convinced by himself using the principles of the strange man in his body?

Lazy autumn.

In the small village, Nie Zheng, who had been wearing a cloak, sat quietly under the fence.

The sunlight hit Nie Zheng lazily, but still couldn't dissolve the dead momentum on him.

There is no trace of vitality.

No one would believe that Nie Zheng was still a living person when he saw him.

But he is indeed a living person.

There is flesh and blood.

There are feelings, too.

At this moment, the extremely cold and empty eyes of the man were silently looking at not far under the fence.

Can't see, can hear.

Hear the sound of water.

So Nie Zheng felt a little warm.

Not far from the fence, there is a small wooden table with a basin of warm water on the table and two small wooden barrels under the table, one is filled with hot air and the other is cold and cold in autumn.

Ji Yue was wearing a skirt and bent over at the table.

Her hair was covered with black hair and fell into the warm water basin on the table. She hummed an unknown little song in her mouth, rubbing the hair in the basin lightly, and the sunlight hit her.

Extremely warm.

Just like a young couple, they live a life of peace and stability in their own yard.

Ji Yue, who has no cloak or umbrella, is indeed very beautiful.

Soft beauty.

Long hair, proud chest, long legs, thin waist, but wide hips, she is really a wonderful person.

Unfortunately, Nie Zheng couldn't see it.

But he knew that Ji Yue was beautiful.

Even if Ji Yue is the ugliest woman in the world, in Nie Zheng's eyes, Ji Yue is also the number one beauty in the world.

With a clamor, Ji Yue washed her long hair, picked up a veil and walked to another chair beside Nie Zhen. While wiping her wet long hair, she said: "If you guessed it wrong, this time, killing Juzi is probably a joint arrangement between the empress and the black-clad literati."

Nie Zhen didn't say anything.

Ji Yue knew that Nie Zhen could hardly speak, and she also liked this way of getting along.

Say it himself, he listens.

This is very good.

So he whispered: "Wang Mo and Chen Yuting, plus you, you should be 60% sure to kill Mo Juxia, but you just don't know Li Ruyu's attitude and position."

"Although Li Ruyu is the sword of the empress, he seems to be unwilling to kill Juzi according to his actions this time."

"So, if Li Ruyu stands on Mo Juxia's side, he will only have 50% of his success. After all, Wang Lang and Chen Yuting have to separate one person to deal with Li Ruyu."

After pausing, I suddenly remembered something, "No, only 30%."

In recent days, a young woman dressed in a young woman appeared near Luofeng Mountain. Looking at her waist, it seemed that the most unlikely North Barbarian General An Lihua, who appeared in Daliang.

And she and Li Ruyu were very close.

Nie Zheng was still listening quietly.

Ji Yue sighed, "Although there are many dead soldiers in the Mo family, there are almost no one who can really carry the big tripod. It is okay to clean up the mess, and it is almost negligible to use it to kill the ruler. It's a pity that Xu Ruo."

Xu Ruo’s sword is really not bad.

Ji Yue suddenly laughed: "But it's okay, the real killer move is not you, Wang Ya and Chen Yuting, but Li Pingyang and Chai Shao, and the Empress's backup."

But Ji Yue really couldn't guess what the Empress's backhand was.

However, Nie Zheng knew.

He suddenly looked up and looked east.

In the East China Sea, thousands of miles away, Nie Zheng saw a brilliant light in his invisible hollow eyes.

Someone set out his sword.

Crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, coming from the East China Sea.

Ji Yue had a heart-to-heart relationship and suddenly realized: "Sword Demon Dugu?"

If there are still people in the world who can kill saints on their own, apart from the Master who is unknown, there is probably only Dugu in the East China Sword Demon City.

Dugu has never lost his sword.

Nie Zheng still didn't speak.

Ji Yue's long hair was half dry, so she just draped it on her shoulders casually, stretched out a hand, and gently landed on Nie Zheng's leg, and said softly: "After killing Juzi, I am the only giant of the Mo family, but my father is still in Shu, so we must still restrain the literati in black."

Nie Zheng, who had no chance, suddenly thrust his terrifying face.

The long sword at the waist suddenly sounded.

Ji Yue shook her head with a tender look on her face, "Although your swordsman is likely not inferior to the sword demon Dugu, the black-clothed literati is unfathomable, and no one knows how many masters he has. I cannot let you take this risk in Shuzhong unless it is absolutely necessary."

He paused, "We must live, live well."

Immediately he gently grabbed Nie Zheng's hand: "A family."

Nie Zheng trembled slightly.

When he was just an ordinary person in Daliang, in the Battle of Jinyu Mountain more than ten years ago, Ji Yue saved herself from the cruel soldiers in Dali, and she was destined to be in this life.

Living for her.

Even if she became the swordsman Nie Zheng, she would only live for her.

Ji Yue and Nie Zheng looked up at the top of Luofeng Mountain behind the village at almost the same time. There were winds and clouds, clouds filled the sky, birds gathered, and strange fragrance scented.

Juzi is out of seclusion.

Immediately, Huang Zhongda Lu's voice was: "I was wrong!"

Ji Yue's face changed: "Get out the sword!"

We cannot let Mo Juxia say more, otherwise with the eloquence of the Mo family, it is really possible to convince all the dead men of the Mo family. In this way, all his plans will be miscarried.

clang!

There was a crisp sound between heaven and earth, and Nie Zheng stood up.

When he got up, the sword was unsheathed.

If the sword is unsheathed, a white rainbow will be born.

It starts under the fence at the foot of the mountain and falls on the top of the mountain.

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At the entrance of the village, there is also a small house with three small houses with backyards.

There were two people standing here.
To be continued...