Sikong picked up the stars and walked around in front of Mu Xiaojiu, looked at the soldiers and catchers who were scattering away, and couldn't help but praise, "Tsk, Master Mu, you can be an official, you can mobilize so many people." If you had come two days earlier, maybe Lu Xiaoji would have run away a long time ago. ”

Mu Xiaojiu waved his hand, and then Zhengse asked, "By the way, Xiao Xian'er should have gone to look for you, right?" How is the plan executed? Has the news been released? ”

Sikong Xingxing smiled mysteriously, and then nodded, a face full of evil taste, "Not only did it go out, I also added some ingredients." The cheats for "Ice Xuanjin" and "Sword Spectrum" weren't enough, so I added something else. ”

"Something?" Mu Xiaojiu's heart trembled, "What did you add?" ”

Sikong picked the stars and leaned over to Mu Xiaojiu's side, and said softly: "Have you ever heard, 'Flood the Buddha's knees and burn Lingyun Cave'?" That's what I added. ”

Mu Xiaojiu gasped, and then said very bitterly: "Sikong Xingxing, should you add something 'Yu Wenhua and Yu Wencheng have the method of entering Lingyun Cave'." ”

Sikong Xingxing rolled his eyes, "Why are you stupider than Lu Xiaoji?" I'm not stupid, how could I add this kind of news. Please, I'm the king of stealing kings, and I also said, 'Flood the Buddha's knees and burn Lingyun Cave', how can I not know that the method of entering Lingyun Cave is not a secret? ”

Hearing this, Mu Xiaojiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly laughed in his heart about how he suddenly became stupid. But just in case, he still asked one more question, "Then you added ......"

Sikong Xingxing stretched out his hand and swiped the three strands of long hair under his chin, and said with a smug face: "The material I added is actually nothing else, it is Nayu Culture and Heyu Wencheng who have been lucky enough to enter the Lingyun Cave and obtain the blood Bodhi in it. ”

Mu Xiaojiu looked at Sikong Xingxing with surprise: "You really dare to say it." ”

Sikong Xingxing pouted, "I thought you would contradict me." ”

"I really want to question you, since those two people have blood Bodhi, why don't you take it? But then I thought about it and realized a little more. Yu Wenhua and Yu Wencheng are both two people who have learned the internal skills of Yuwen Jiabing, Xuanjin, extremely yin and cold. Blood Bodhi grows in extremely hot places, to the masculine and strong. If the two of them take it, they will certainly be able to increase their strength, but it will also allow Bing Xuanjin's true qi to be neutralized and dissolved, and maybe they will eventually die. Mu Xiaojiu explained with a chuckle. The plan was implemented so smoothly, coupled with the addition of Sikong Xingxing, those players would definitely not ignore Yuwen Chengdu and Yu Wenhua this time.

"Well, you still have a bit of brains." Sikong Xingxing suddenly laughed again, and with his old man's face at this time, it looked extremely disobedient, "Speaking of which, I have good news." ”

Mu Xiaojiu suddenly became interested: "Oh? So powerful? ”

Sikong Xingxing raised his hand and pointed to the roof of the mansion behind Mu Xiaojiu. Mu Xiaojiu was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw that under the reflection of the moonlight, on the roof of the mansion, there was a man in white clothes and a long sword hanging from his waist.

Far away, Mu Xiaojiu could still see the coldness on the face of this swordsman without hindrance, and felt the cold meaning on this swordsman's body that would not melt for thousands of years.

From the first time he saw this swordsman, he knew who this swordsman really was.

Although the sword on the swordsman's waist was not unsheathed, Mu Xiaojiu could still feel the sharp, cold and terrifying sword intent on this swordsman's body.

At this time, the swordsman also looked at Mu Xiaojiu. And just at this glance, the sword qi in Mu Xiaojiu's body suddenly rioted wildly, as if he intended to compete with this white-clothed swordsman in the moonlight.

The swordsman raised his legs, floated down from the roof of the cong house, and landed in front of Mu Xiaojiu, and then looked at Mu Xiaojiu quietly.

At this moment, Sikong Xingxing, who was standing beside the two of them, suddenly changed color in shock, and took two steps back before he stopped retreating. Rao was like this, he still felt his heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

"Good sword, it's a pity." The white-clothed swordsman looked at Mu Xiaojiu and suddenly opened his mouth.

This sentence surprised Sikong Jiexing, this Mu Xiaojiu is only in the realm of a master, and he can actually make Ximen Blowing Snow praise "Good Sword"?

That's right, this swordsman is none other than the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa, Ximen Blowing Snow.

"Awards, awards." The sword qi in Mu Xiaojiu's body suddenly soared, spreading outward from every inch of skin around his body, and in an instant, it had already spread a distance of three steps around him, "I also know why you are pity, but I don't think you need to be pity." ”

Ximen Blowing Snow was still expressionless, "Tell me about it?" ”

Mu Xiaojiu raised his right hand, and his thumb gently twisted the surface of his index finger, "It's a pity that I not only have a sword, but also a knife, a fist, and a palm, and many, many more." I don't think you need to be a pity because I'm not a swordsman, but I can also be a swordsman, and I can be a swordsman. ”

The long sword on Ximen Blowing Snow's waist suddenly let out a soft groan, and Mu Xiaojiu knew that Ximen Blowing Snow was likely to pull out the long sword and take off his head in the next moment.

But he was not afraid, and he was not afraid.

"Insincerity, insincerity, insincerity, indevotion, and ignorance, how can you use a sword?"

A sword aura suddenly burst out between Mu Xiaojiu's two fingers rubbing against each other, "Sincere to the sword, extremely to the sword, as for the sword, obsessed with the sword, that is the way of your Ximen blowing snow, not my Mu Xiaojiu's way." Your way is only for you to walk, not for me. My way is Bo, that is, to control external objects for my own use. ”

"You're not qualified to use a sword." Simon Blowing Snow's gaze suddenly became cold, although his gaze was cold before, but now, that gaze was a little colder.

Mu Xiaojiu's hands were clenched into his sleeves at the same time, "I'm not qualified to use a sword, you Ximen Blowing Snow doesn't count, and no one has the final say." The Tao is not the same, please. If you insist on doing it with me, then it's up to you, I also want to see and see, can you, the so-called sword god sword idiot, take my life, which no one can take from me. ”

"Eh, eh! Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. Sikong Xingxing forcibly endured his fear and squeezed in, "If you want to fight, you can make trouble, but let's wait until we save Lu Xiaoji, okay?" ”

Ximen Fuxue looked at Mu Xiaojiu quietly, and suddenly said, "You, it's very good." ”

As he spoke, the killing intent on Ximen Chuixue's body suddenly retracted, "No wonder Lu Xiaofeng will come to you, you are right, my way is just my way, not your way." Since you have the courage, go down your path. ”

Sikong Xingxing instantly became stunned, and said that he would work hard?