The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 150 Nanjue Sword Immortal Yan Lingxia
Yanbo Lake, picturesque beauty.

on the trail.

A poplar tree propped up a huge shade, and the soft sunlight passed through the gap and became a fish that slipped through the net, shining on the man. At this moment, the sun was shining brightly.

Moving forward in an orderly manner, Yueqing followed closely behind.

This scene made the peeping people on both sides look sideways.

A stunning woman was chasing a man behind, but the man seemed to dismiss her, which made many people envious.

Some people are jealous, some people are envious, and naturally some people have bad intentions.

After passing the narrow path, it is Yanbo Lake.

The lake is not big, the water is very clear, and at the moment on the lake, a woman is floating in a light boat.

Mo Qianshang walked towards the lake, taking small steps on Lingbo, stepping on the water.

Yueqing glanced at it, and angrily kicked the drooping willow next to her, causing the catkins to fly and land on her head, adding a little beauty.

She doesn't know how to do this lightly.

Mo Qianshang walked to the light boat and sat across from the desk of the light boat.

The woman was wearing a white gauze face, lowered her head and made him a cup of tea, Mo Qianshang picked it up, drank it in one gulp, a gust of wind and thunder sounded in her stomach, and spewed out a mouthful of stale air.

"The tea is good. The sword intent is very strong."

The woman then raised her head, looked into his eyes, froze for a moment, looked carefully for a long time, and whispered.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Mo Qianshang picked up the teacup again, stretched it out, and placed it in front of her.

The woman froze for a moment, with a smile on her eyebrows.

Pour him again.

This time, Mo Qianshang didn't drink it all in one gulp, but tasted it slowly.

"You can say it's a coincidence, or you can say it's fate."

"Fate?"

The woman suddenly laughed.

Because, it is really fate.

"At the beginning, I was very curious about who you are. How did you turn out to be born. Now that I saw it, I suddenly realized."

"I'm also curious about what you look like as a sword fairy."

The woman was dumbfounded, and stretched out her hand to coil her long hair, making her a little more agile.

"It seems that you are like other men."

Mo Qianshang shrugged his shoulders, poured the tea into his mouth, and swallowed it.

"It proves that I'm a normal man."

"Then what do you think?"

Mo Qianshang pointed to his eyes, feeling a little regretful.

"do not know."

With a sound of "噗嗤", the woman couldn't help laughing,
"It seems that you came at the wrong time!"

"No, it's time. Your knife needs an opponent, and the only one who can be your opponent is me!"

The woman pulled out a knife from the table. The blade was gorgeous and as thin as a cicada's wing, and it projected colorful rays of light in the sunlight.

Caressing the blade, the woman sighed,

"I didn't expect that this knife would be used in the end."

"Without a colorful phoenix and two flying wings, is this a mandarin duck with two flying wings?"

"Ah."

"What about the other duck?"

"Rainborn Demon broke."

Mo Qianshang was silent for a while,
"This time, I'll keep it for you."

The woman froze for a moment, slightly annoyed,
"Do you think you are stronger than Yushengmo?"

"I'm stronger than you."

"..."

The woman let out a breath and smiled.

"I didn't expect to be irritated by you."

Mo Qianshang was noncommittal, he felt that he should change his rhetoric.

"You should say that I inspired you to fight. You who hold the knife are the real Yan Lingxia!"

The boat shook, and the two separated gracefully.

The No.1 of Beili and Nanjue finally matched.

The North Sword and the South Sword each occupy half of the country.

In a sense, this confrontation is a new generation of north-south confrontation after Li Changsheng and Yu Shengmo.

They are all the favored sons of heaven, and they are also the pinnacle powerhouses of the sword, so this battle is destined to be unavoidable.

"I heard that your sword has already surpassed the definition of a sword."

For Yan Lingxia's compliment, does Mo Qianshang need to be humble?

No need!
Modesty is a virtue, but not modesty can sometimes appear very magnanimous!It's obviously the truth, why are you ashamed to admit it?

So he nodded, stretched out his right hand, the general let out a sword groan, unsheathed it automatically, stopped in his palm, and said with a smile.

"Yes! So my sword is stronger than your knife!"

Yan Lingxia was taken aback again, she found that Mo Qianshang really didn't know how to be modest, which made her feel a little novel, after all, no one had ever talked to her like this before.

by the lake.

Seeing the two of them sitting together drinking tea and drawing their knives at each other, Yueqing snorted coldly, apparently feeling upset.

She could tell at a glance that Yan Lingxia was not inferior to her in beauty and appearance, and was even more heroic than herself.

"Another big beauty, this guy has really good luck!"

Little did she know, someone was already watching her in the dark.

Holding an incense burner in his hand, an unusually white and thin man looked at Yueqing from a distance.

spooky.

"So what about Beili No.1? A strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake! Come to Nanjue, let him know how powerful our Nanjue is. That woman is Mo Qianshang's companion, catch her!"

"It makes sense! But such a beautiful woman, you'd better leave it to me later. You guys don't know how to be sympathetic!"

A man with a peach blossom face and red lips and white teeth licked his lips, showing a meaningful smile.

"Ji Lezi! This is not someone you can touch! Just give up on this!"

The six-foot-tall man with a metallic luster in his hand and the ghost-headed scepter in his hand scolded softly.

The man named Ji Lezi heard the words and looked over, looked up and down, covered his mouth and smiled.

"Yin Li, do you also have thoughts about her? When did the Hall of Death become interested in beauties instead of corpses?"

Yin Li snorted coldly, and lightly hammered the scepter, the ghost's hair emitted a dark green light,

"If it falls into the hands of your Bliss Sect, that would be the saddest thing!!"

Ji Lezi stretched out her right hand, her fingers were peach-blossom-colored, with hints of pink.

She looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Are you trying to fight me? Yin Li, this is not your Fengdu!"

"Come here, whoever is afraid!"

Yin Li raised his scepter horizontally, whispering in his mouth, and emitting a green aura from his body.

At this time, the person holding the incense burner hurried over to stop him,

"Ji Lezi, Yin Li, your own people, don't hurt your peace! Grab this woman first!"

Ji Lezi and Yin Li snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

"Five Poisons, how can you catch her? That woman's martial arts are not weak. If she makes a noise, she might alarm Mo Qianshang. At that level, I can no longer be treated by normal people!"

Wu Du sneered and raised the incense burner in his hand, emitting bursts of fragrance like a flower in the epiphyllum.

"How difficult is it! Just let my baby go there!"

A secret word came out of the mouth, and a golden mosquito about the size of a thumb appeared from the incense burner.

Ji Lezi clapped her hands and laughed,

"Golden-striped poisonous mosquito! It is indeed a good idea! You Gumen are really good at this kind of crooked way! If so, I will help you!"

With a flick of the finger, a pink powder wrapped around the mosquito.

Yin Li stepped forward, and unceremoniously blew a mouthful of green covering the mosquito.

Wu Du looked at the mosquito that had turned green and sighed,

"Three kinds of strange poisons gather together, and I'm not afraid to kill her!"

"No, if you catch her, you will give her the antidote! Don't dawdle!"

Wudu whispered softly to the mosquito, making a strange noise, and the mosquito moved towards Yueqing.

. . .

"Hey, that's strange, why did I smell the fragrance of insect bait?"

Wearing a black robe and holding a ghost-headed scepter, Lu Ying stopped in his tracks. As a descendant of witches, he was particularly sensitive to this strange fragrance.

"Insect bait fragrance? How could such a thing appear here?"

The man with the longbow on his back had a stern face, with colored lines smeared on his face, and he said strangely.

Lu Ying shook his head, and he didn't know the reason.

"Kua Yuan, Hou Yang, let's go and have a look!"

"it is good!"

. . .

on the lake.

The two stand side by side.

The water of the lake is calm, but the undercurrent is turbulent.

The two underwater vortices are approaching each other, canceling each other and invading each other, trying to control each other and gain control of this lake.

One is gentle but resilient, the other is domineering and wild.

Mo Qianshang smiled.

The domineering water formed a sword and pierced through it.

Yan Lingxia narrowed her eyes slightly.

The gentle water flow formed a knife and swung it down.

When the two touched, a huge splash of water burst out, soaring into the sky.

The surface of the lake was finally no longer calm.

Mo Qianshang jumped out suddenly, stepped on the water, leaped several meters, and made a rhythmic sound of treading water.

A sword stabbed out.

Clang.

The sword finally came into contact with the knife.

Mo Qianshang's sword turns reincarnation, fish and dragon change nine times, the offensive is continuous, like rain hitting a pipa.

Yan Lingxia didn't give way too much, the speed of swinging the mandarin duck was extremely fast, often a ray of colorful rays of light flew by, and her knife had already been swung out.

The sky is full of lights and shadows, full of her knives.

Dozens of moves in a row, seemingly fatal, but both of them knew that this was just a test.

With a huge chop, the lake water under Yan Lingxia's body drained to both sides, exposing the silt at the bottom of the lake below.

With cold eyes fixed, Yan Lingxia swung the saber forcefully, the glow was shining, Mo Qianshang retreated tens of meters back, and stopped on the lake.

For a while, it fell into calm again.

"Mo Qianshang, show your true skills!"

"it is good!"

Taking a deep breath, the sword intent on that body began to stir the wind and cloud, a stream of water soared ninety thousand li, turning into a drizzle all over the sky.

Misty and rainy, the sword comes out of shock.

"fleeting time"

As soon as it came out, it was lore, the brilliance disappeared in a flash, and the powerful sword energy rushed towards Yan Lingxia with lightning speed.

"One knife with a consonance!"

A knife is like a person, and the heart of the knife is the heart.

Minds think alike.

This knife requires concentration and speed.

With the same knowing blow, Yan Lingxia's is graceful and small, while Mo Qianshang's is domineering.

Flying all the way across the lake, setting off bursts of water.

There was another loud explosion sound, and the water vapor gathered towards the sky again.

"Shuilong Yin"

A water dragon danced in the air, jumped up with a roar, and rushed towards Yan Lingxia.

"Phoenix Wings"

A colorful phoenix soared into the sky and fought back head-on.

The dragon and the phoenix collided, the halo was brilliant, and there was no winner.

Yan Lingxia looked at Mo Qianshang coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"Not enough! Mo Qianshang, I have heard your story! You have changed from a hero that everyone admires to a demon king that everyone shouts and beats. Do you really not mind at all? That feeling in your heart What about the helplessness? What about the grief and anger in your heart? Why is it not reflected in your sword? Are you really so forgetful, can you let go completely! You are blind, your home is gone, fate has caught you, and the world has spurned you. Are you really indifferent? Let me see how you, who almost fell into the devil's way, got out!"

silence.

silence.

Still silent.

A wordless sigh.

A sense of loneliness spread from Mo Qianshang's body.

At this moment, the boy's head turned white, Kong Kong felt sad.

"Why are you forcing me!"

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　I know this month should be the hardest month since I wrote the book.

　　Many veterans who voted for me before have disappeared.

　　After all, you may prefer to watch the plots of the same people, and you may like to watch the plots of Li Hanyi.

　　Or the book was abandoned by my knife.

　　But I have my own persistence, and I have my own pride.

　　I believe that my story will also be very exciting. If you like to read it, you can read it, and if you don’t like it, I will not force it.Everything depends on the fate, the origin and the extinction, and it cannot be forced.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)