The wind rustled the leaves, and they both fell silent for a while.
"It's good that I didn't ask you for a reason."
Jiang Guang broke the silence.
Mu Fan said: "When you come to me, of course you have to give me a reason." ” "The lowest sixth-grade residual sword, the highest eighth-grade residual sword."
"That's not a reason."
"I think they're enough to gag you and keep you from asking so much why."
Mu Fan smiled: "Let's not talk about whether the remnant swords are real, even if they are real, after getting them, I am afraid that I will not be able to use them." ” "The remnant sword is not one, it is a batch."
"I have never dared to underestimate people's greed."
Mu Fan sat up from the straw mat, "Besides, I don't know anything about you. ” "I don't know you either."
Jiang Guang left the trunk, walked to Mu Fan's side, and sat on the straw mat, "I don't even know if your name is true. ” Mu Fan smiled: "Half a catty and eight taels, what is your name?"
” "I use a pseudonym."
"Me too."
Jiang Guang said: "What is your real name?"
” Mu Fan said: "Tell me what your name is first, and then come and ask me." ” "I said, and you won't tell me your real name."
Mu Fan frowned, "If you don't say it, how can you be sure, you can give it a try." ” "I'm not stupid."
Mu Fan smiled: "You don't look like you're begging someone to do something at all, it seems like I'm begging you." ” "It is you and I who benefit, and there is nothing to ask for.
I'll just say one thing, you are open and honest with me, and I am open and honest with you. ” Mu Fan pointed to the straw mat, "Then don't be my straw mat." ” Jiang Guang frowned and said, "Childish." ” "Whatever you say, you can do the sword matter yourself, or find someone else, I won't accompany you, master."
Mu Fan leaned back and lay on the straw mat, "Please." ” "When I didn't come."
Jiang Guang stood up from the straw mat, patted his buttocks, and suddenly shot a burst of energy from his thumb.
Qi Jin is difficult to identify at night, coupled with the fast speed, Mu Fan tried his best to dodge, but it was still too late, and his right arm was hit by Qi Jin.
Jiang Guang succeeded in one blow, quickly stepped up his attack, and seven or eight qi forces shot out.
Mu Fan slapped the straw mat with his left hand, and bounced up with the power of recoil, and his murderous intent was already rising.
In the process of flying, he was shot in the finger again.
His figure hurriedly retreated, widening the distance between him and Jiang Guang.
Jiang Guang pinched the orchid finger in his hand, pressing step by step, refusing to let go of Mu Fan.
Mu Fan summoned the Three Kings Sword, held the sword in his left hand, touched the ground with his toes, and counterattacked back.
He believed that Jiang Guang could not be his opponent if he used all his strength.
The footwork of the Nine Swords Puppet operated, and his body turned into a remnant in the sky.
The sword came out, hitting Jiang Guang's fingertips.
Mu Fan wants to cut off Jiang Guang's fingertips and waste people to cultivate!
The tip of the sword touched the fingertip, and there seemed to be a thin film between the two, and the sword could not be pierced with all its strength.
Jiang Guang took the opportunity to shoot six fingers in a row, and every energy pointed at the vital point, making a gesture to kill Mu Fan.
One face, the two of them never die.
Mu Fan was hit in the body, spitting blood from his mouth, and one finger was right in the chest.
Jiang Guang's finger is going to the heart.
"Strange, why can't you pierce his defenses?"
Mu Fan's body was crooked, and he fell to the ground, thinking in his mind.
Jiang Guang's fingertips gave birth to a peach petal, and it was this peach petal that protected his fingers.
Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to bear Mu Fan's sword, and at least four of his ten fingers would be cut off, and the outcome would not be the same as it is now.
There were few people in the streets and alleys, and no one noticed the anomaly here, so the two fought very restrainedly.
They both felt they could kill each other, so they both deliberately controlled the sound.
Mu Fan kicked the ground with both feet, sprang upward, and flew into the trees, more and more blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
He stared at the peach petals on Jiang Guang's fingertips, the breath on the peach petals was so familiar, too much like the methods used by an old man.
Under the snowy mountain range, Wudao rescued Mu Fan from death with peach blossoms in the sky.
To this day, the peach blossoms near the Falling Snow Mountains have not completely died.
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As the name suggests, the winter is particularly cold, and the trees are all withered, but the peach blossoms are not grateful, which is a spectacle.
Mu Fan had to reassess Jiang Guang, a peach blossom should be a Taoist method, as a disciple of the Taoist Sect, he pinched the orchid finger all day long, but he did not use the Taoist method.
A peach blossom appeared on Jiang Guang's body, and the fingertips added up to two petals.
He rushed over again, a few minutes faster than before.
A pale red aura shot out from his fingertips, faintly tinged with a floral fragrance.
Mu Fan took a long breath and took out the eight gates, the first door opened, and it was calm as if nothing had happened.
But the starlight in the meridians is burning, and the physical energy is rising.
"It's slow."
Seeing the pale red energy again, this is how he felt in his heart.
The head shook slightly, unscathed.
Jiang Guang was stunned at this time, his finger power and the blessing of peach petals couldn't hurt Mu Fan.
Mu Fan jumped down from the tree and landed beside Jiang Guang, and the Three Kings Sword rested on Jiang Guang's neck, "Who are you?"
” "You should see it."
"Who are you, the Wudao senior?"
Jiang Guang said: "Uncle Shi." ” Mu Fan said: "Heh, you really embarrassed him, only refining two petals." ” "Uncle Shi's strength is profound, I can't compare."
"What's your real name?"
"Tong Dian."
Tong Dian suddenly laughed, "I initially thought Uncle Shi was joking, but I didn't expect it to be true. ” "What?"
Tong Dian said: "Do you believe me now?"
” "Half the faith."
"This is not the place to talk, Dabi is over, let's go out together."
Mu Fan smiled: "Okay, I'll talk about it then." ” He withdrew his sword, did not disperse the starlight, and always watched out for the Tong Palace, once there was any change in the Tong Palace, the Three Kings Sword would drink blood.
Tong Dian straightened his clothes, "I'm leaving." ” "I'll treat you as if you weren't here."
"The best.
Your right arm?
” "It's fine."
Mu Fan raised his right arm, "intact." ” A drop of cold sweat flowed from Tong Dian's forehead, and during the battle just now, Mu Fan had been pretending to be injured in his right arm.
I think it's to keep a hand, just in case of emergency, and burst out to kill!
Mu Fan smiled: "You are only allowed to lie to me, isn't it normal for me to lie to you?"
” "Normal."
Tong Dian arched his hand and said, "Farewell." ” "There will be a date later."
Mu Fan straightened out the straw mat and lay down on it again.
The stars in the sky are still so bright, and the moonlight is still so clear.
Master seems to have said before that the starlight we see today was emitted billions, tens of billions of years ago.
Mu Fan felt that Master's words were too absurd, how to say it, people are not perfect, and Master also has shortcomings.
Starlight is starlight, according to Master, the stars in the sky are destroyed, and people can still see them, isn't this nonsense?
Mu Fan took out a sky blue handkerchief to wipe his mouth, in order to deceive Tong Dian, he bit his tongue hard, thinking that there was no need to burn the starlight, but it backfired.
According to Tong Dian, the Wudao seniors knew that he was coming, if this was true, the master asked him to come to Zhongzhou, and the matter of the broken sword was not so simple.
His thoughts drifted apart, sometimes thinking about this, sometimes thinking about that, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
A faint moonlight flowed down from the sky, as soft as a veil, caressing Mu Fan's body and seeping into his body through pores.
The light of the moonlight is undetectable, endless, and changes are quietly born......