Watching Mo Yuan fly away, Venerable Ye didn't seem to be in a good mood, and Li Zhuzi's actions when he was leaving appeared in his mind again.

The uncaring wave signaled her departure.

Just like before.

"Let's go." After saying a word to him, Venerable Ye held the small bamboo sword at his waist and returned to the cabinet.

Watching his friend leave, the frivolous man looked at the sky, he walked out of the Sword Pavilion and walked step by step in the snow.

Although Lu Aya had already left at this time, the heavy snow showed no signs of stopping, and it looked like it would be a few days away.

He didn't hold up the True Qi of the Body Protector, and let the spiritual energy of the Spirit Mountain erode his body.

Zu Jian......

He lowered his head and stroked the broken ancestral sword.

Sigh.

Probably feeling sorry for Zu Jian.

Originally, he was reluctant to appear with this group of old men, but because it was the Lingshan people......

It's a pity he didn't see the man......

"Sister Bamboo has changed a lot, I want to come ......" The man sat down on his legs beside the cliff, took out a gourd spirit, and poured himself a sip.

"She must have changed too......"

Another big mouthful.

Because it was mortal wine, he had to cancel all protection, otherwise his sword qi would squeeze out all the wine qi.

The man's face flushed, and he shook his head.

"No, how could she change......"

I only saw it a few years ago, and she didn't change at all at that time, and now I think about it.

A wine burp.

He didn't deliberately go to relieve the hangover, and let a wave of drunkenness rise in his body.

He can't drink...... No, it's not that it can't, it's just that it won't, and it's especially easy to get drunk.

So he didn't drink it all the time, he didn't like it, he didn't understand what was good about this kind of thing.

But...... From that day on, he changed.

"How can you be a man who doesn't drink?" She said so at the time.

And then......

Basically, he had to be poured a few cups by her every day, and he was not allowed to relieve his hangover, and he was carried back by Venerable Ye unconscious every time.

Now that I think about it, it's an "unbearable" past.

After drinking for so many years, the amount of alcohol should have grown, but what about the facts? There is not a single thing, and now he is still drunk when he gets drunk.

But no one has been desperately pouring him for many years...... Occasionally, he wanted to drink a small glass, but he was stopped by his apprentice, saying that he would go crazy if he drank too much.

Just kidding, how could he be drunk.

"Absolutely...... No. The man drank the wine in the gourd in one gulp, and then turned the gourd upside down in dissatisfaction.

"This ...... That's gone? ”

Then he laughed, and pulled out another gourd, twice as big as the previous one.

"No, there are many."

"Goo-goo......" a few big mouthfuls.

At this time, the stamina of the wine came up, and the man's face was frivolous again.

Colleges and universities, snowflakes are blind.

He seemed to see a languid figure.

He walked over with a vague footstep and stretched out a finger to pick at "her" chin.

"Fake." Although he was already drunk, the frivolous man still shook his head.

If it's really my sister, she has already drawn her sword to cut him, how can this be.

"Sword ......"

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword qi is rampant.

The bright sword light illuminated most of the floating sword peak, the sword, the snow, the moon, and a drunk man.

Mess.

I don't know how long it took, a woman came up, and after there was no one in the Sword Pavilion, she found the Floating Sword Peak.

It was filled with the familiar sword aura, and there was also a smell of wine.

Easily, she found the man holding the sword, who was lying in the snow with snow on his body, and large wine gourds scattered on the ground around him......

Looking at the ravines left by the sword qi that gradually surrounded her, the woman showed a helpless look.

"Drink like this again...... It's really ......."

"If you can't drink, don't drink......"

She stretched out her fingers, and a sword light dragged the man up from the ground, but the latter turned over and unconsciously shattered the woman's sword qi.

"......" was silent.

“…… Forget it, who made you my master......" The woman grumbled, picked up the man like mud, and left the Floating Sword Peak.

Slowly after a long night, Shushan at this time basically dimmed......

Venerable Ye's room was still lit, and he stared at the half-carved bamboo sword on the table, in a daze.

Medical Cabinet.

In a separate room, a young girl was tightly wrapped, and her right leg shone with a green healing light.

It was Le Zheng who fell into court.

Ever since she was sent to the medical pavilion, she has remained in such a daze.

Although the Lingshan people could help her repair it quickly, the people in Shushan didn't mention it.

After all, it's inconvenient, and it will be fine in a month at most.

So Le Zheng was thrown in this place, of course, there are even worse than her, Ye Guanyue is still in a coma, mentally exhausted, it is said that it will take a long time to wake up, and the injury is not much lighter than her.

What Le Zheng didn't know was that Ye Guanyue didn't even have his own sword.

There is also Senior Brother, when he first saw Yun Xiao, Le Zheng said that he was very surprised, of course he was not injured much, and not long after he came over, Senior Brother Yun woke up and left, saying that he went to the sword test conference.

"Hmmm......"

Looking out the window, the snowflakes were a lot smaller, and I could barely see the light moon, which was a beautiful quarter moon.

It's just that Le Zheng's face is not very good.

I don't know how the master dealt with Lu Aya...... After all, the Sword Pavilion is so important......

However, she should have left Shushan by now, and she doesn't know when the next time she will see this person again......

It should be a few years...... Thinking about it, Le Zheng became irritable.

As for why she knew that Lu Aya had left......

Because the snowflakes in the sky have become smaller.

It's as simple as that, from a woman's sixth sense.

Le Zheng stared at the moon, but his thoughts had already flown away.

Now Lu Aya's situation is very strange, even she can see it, but it should stabilize after a few years, and we will meet again when the time comes......

It is the moment that decides who owns whom.

Le Zheng was confident in the court and asked Lu Aya to change her surname to Le Zheng...... Probably yes.

With such a big goal, she is now full of energy.

What if the sword scripture given by the master is not good, if she doesn't work hard, she will become Lu Aya's belongings.

Of course, the name Lu Luoting is also good, quite good.

In her mind, Lu Aya has no choice, even if she loses, Lai has to rely on her.

If you really can't go to Lingshan, Master should agree.

After "Mo Yuan ......", Le Zheng's eyes were fixed on the Mo Yuan Sword that shot in from the window half an hour ago, and the latter was inserted by her side at this time, as if guarding her.

Is this sword her future saber......

Unconsciously, Le Zheng Luoting held the Mo Yuan Sword.

Start with a piece of ice.

Just as Le Zheng was holding the hilt of the sword, the Moyuan sword changed.

Instead of being two different colors, it gradually transformed into a blood-red sword, leaving only the hilt as black as ink.

"Hahaha......" Looking at the change of the sword, Le Zheng smiled and laughed loudly.

"I like it."

Mo Yuan now couldn't take her eyes off it more than before, and she couldn't wait to use it now.

It's a pity that she was wrapped like this, and she couldn't make much movement at all, so she couldn't help it, she could only sink her mind into the Moyuan Sword.

Now that she is the master of Mo Yuan, she can naturally control this sword.

“…… Well? What is it. Suddenly, Le Zheng Luoting found something shining inside the sword.

Could it be related to the Demon King Mo Yuan?

He wasn't quite dead?

Guessing, Le Zheng flew over and came into contact with something that might be dangerous.

Demon king or something, she is not afraid at all, and she doesn't know what fear is.

Then, the silver light shone, and Le Zheng seemed to see a new world.

A new world of countless pieces of information.