I fought with Bai Yueguang's sword

Chapter 6

50.

Jian and Heng Yaoguang looked at each other.

It can't say a word, it can't speak.

It has heard countless stories, but has never written a story about the famous Excalibur being seduced by beauty.

Jian thought, no, I wasn't seduced at all.

Jian thought he was still very sensible.

Not completely dizzy.

But things have evolved to such a point that Jian has to defend his dignity as a peerless sword.

Yijian shouted on the spot: "You think beautifully! That's it? You are not qualified to be touched by me!"

A paragraph of words shook the mountains and rivers, so loud that Jian himself was a little bit staring.

Jian was very satisfied, he raised his head up, and when he looked at Heng Yaoguang, he could still see a few double images.

Heng Yaoguang was smiling.

With that look, it's more appropriate to say it's a smile but not a smile.

When he looked at it, Jian felt guilty for no reason.

Jian fiercely asked: "What are you looking at?"

Heng Yaoguang didn't respond to it, and just turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

51.

The sword was placed in front of the window.

The moonlight is bright and clear in the night, and the flowers are delicate and beautiful.

There are moons and flowers, one person and one sword, Hengyao's light under the moon is clear and cold, which is different from any other time.

Jian sneered, and Jian snorted coldly.

It can easily see that this apprentice is seducing it, but it is not disturbed, it is not moved.

It is impossible to be seduced at all.

Jian then asked him: "Hey, you said there is a way to restrain my so-called impetuosity, what kind of way is that?"

Heng Yaoguang said: "You want to know?"

Jian subconsciously responded.

After a pause, Jian suddenly said again: "It is impossible for me to ask you."

Heng Yao looked at it sideways.

The person whose silhouette under the moon seems to be covered with a thin layer of light replied: "A sword has a proud bone. If it is broken, the sword will no longer be a sword."

Jian was startled.

It suddenly looked up, trying to read something in Heng Yaoguang's flawless expression.

It finds nothing.

But Jian also understood that it was somewhat touched.

52.

Touching to the end failed to move the sword.

It should be said that before Jian could be completely moved, he was driven back by Heng Yaoguang's words that did not follow the routine.

Heng Yaoguang is [-]% honest.

He said: "It is not difficult to control your impetuousness. There are some things that you have to agree to."

Jian is extremely disdainful.

Jian said: "How is this possible?"

Heng Yaoguang's expression remained unchanged, and he only slightly raised his eyelids upon hearing the words.

"If you are always so impetuous, then you will inevitably meet me day and night."

sword:……?

"If you are still impetuous when you meet me, then I have to spend more time with Jimengshi."

sword:…………?

53.

The majestic peerless divine sword was threatened to such an extent by a sword cultivator.

Is this good, this is not good.

The sword was hit hard.

When it returned to Jimengshi's side, it was dispirited.

It choked silently in the sheath, and it regretted its past in the sheath.

Knowing this, it should have pretended to be a brainless sword when it first saw Heng Yaoguang.

It's better than being caught by his weakness now and having a hard time.

Jian sighed.

Jian melancholy.

Jian thought, why do you think I provoke him.

As high-spirited as I was at the beginning, I regret it now.

Jian had to admit that it was probably out of its mind at the time.

Even if the water is poured out now, it will be finally grasped by Heng Yaoguang.

The sword looked at its owner with a complicated face.

54.

Ji Mengshi didn't feel any melancholy about the sword at all.

He sincerely thanked Heng Yaoguang.

Heng Yaoguang declined for a while, but at his kind invitation, he still walked with him for another two days.

On the first day, the sword was hidden in the sheath, and it endured.

On the second day, the sword hid in its sheath, and it continued to endure.

As the saying goes, a little intolerance can lead to chaos and big plans.

Jian kept comforting himself.

After finishing this section of the road, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road.

55.

Jian didn't think about it at all.

Whether it is Ji Mengshi or Heng Yaoguang, neither Ji Mengshi nor Heng Yaoguang can avoid suppressing the rampage of the North Sea Demon Cultivator.

At that time, Jian was still happily thinking about getting rid of Dengtuzi.

In the blink of an eye, he followed Ji Mengshi onto the cloud boat.

After traveling day and night for seven days, the cloud boat was suspended above the North Sea. Ji Mengshi stood facing the wind, holding a sword in his hand, with a calm face, as usual.

It is exactly the same as the rumored image.

Even with a quick glance, one can see how upright and magnanimous he is, pure and kind.

Ji Mengshi rose lightly, turned around and fell.

He stepped on the ground, and the monks who came to suppress the magic cultivators all smiled at him.

Jian straightened his chest and raised his head, feeling deeply honored.

Jian thought.

As expected of the master I chose, look at the ostentation, look at the popularity.

After seeing the sword, he froze.

Because the monk who was still smiling at Ji Mengshi just now ran in another direction in a blink of an eye.

Jian is very curious, but he doesn't want to affect his great image.

When Jimengshi stood where he was, it was honestly in Jimengshi's hands.

Until the crowd surrounded Heng Yaoguang and came from not far away.

56.

Jian: I really... (expletive).

57.

Heng Yaoguang stopped in front of Ji Mengshi.

Wherever he goes, he shines, and whoever sees him is reluctant to look at him.

He makes people want to approach urgently, but also makes people want to escape uncontrollably.

Like a poisonous flower, like a high-hanging moon, like an abyss hidden in the shadows, only occasionally showing light to lure others into falling.

He seemed to be looking at him.

But the sword is like a light on his back.

The sword trembled and buzzed in Jimengshi's hand.

Ji Mengshi frowned and looked down.

Sensing his gaze, Jian was stunned for a moment, then retracted all the humming.

The sword was held by him, no different from many years ago.

Ji Mengshi smiled, very relieved.

With the sword in the sheath, he covered his face and sighed.

Jian thought, forget it, who made all the liars in this world except me.

In fact, there are many ways to deal with Dengtuzi.

There is really no need to go head-to-head with a white lotus like Heng Yaoguang who is keen to frame her.

Jian secretly clenched his fist.

It has heard an idiom called the sword walks the slant.

Jian thought that this was simply a motto tailored for himself.

It wants the sword to go slanted, and it is unexpected.

58.

Before the surprise, the sword was first handed to Heng Yaoguang by Ji Mengshi.

sword:……?

Heng Yaoguang's fingertips were warm, and he pressed lightly on the hilt of the sword.

He looked down.

Jian only felt that his forehead was hot and his cheeks were hot.

Big problem.

A few days ago, it was clear that the fingers were as cold as ice, but today it was so hot that the sword burned.

Jian stared at him, and cursed with a voice that could be heard by all swords around him: "Stinky rascal! Why are you touching me again!"

59.

The sword in the hands of an unknown sword cultivator trembled: Wow, senior has such a temper.

A certain ignorant sword looked curious: Who is touching senior?

A certain sword who had read through the vicissitudes of life and was eating melon seeds clicked twice, and sighed: It is indeed a peerless sword, the spirit sinks in the dantian, it is so terrifying!

From this instant on, all the swords were buzzing and talking.

sword:……

Jian: Shut up!He can hear it! ! !

Jian was ashamed and furious.

The author says:

Jian: Why is it you, why is it you again, why is it still you, why is it always you.

Heng Yaoguang: Because of you and me.

Jian: Thank you for the invitation, I don’t want to be predestined.