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

Chapter 240
The youth showed off his heroes, and his arrogance soared to the sky.

The three words Lei Wujie seemed simple, but they stopped the young man from drinking.

Looking back at that year, Lei Jiabao made a promise with him that he would not change the hook for 100 years. The scene of parting from that year is still vivid in my mind. I never thought that the meeting after many years would be under such circumstances.

"I didn't expect the little guy to grow up so big. He really looks like his father."

With deep emotion and sigh, Mo Qianshang drank the wine glass in his hand in one gulp.

At this moment, Lei Wujie was playing with bandits and stomping on short winter melons angrily.

"October, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Do you know him?"

Facing Baili Qingwu's question, Mo Qianshang did not answer.

"He should be emotional, the surname Lei Wujie is. This surname is rare in Jianghu, and it is only found in that place."

Tang Lian took over the conversation.

"You mean, Leijiabao?"

Baili Qingwu suddenly felt remorseful, and turned to look at the boy who was beating up,

"He is from Leijiabao!"

At this time, Lei Wujie also happened to take out the thunderbolt, which made a huge explosion and a burst of smoke.

With a wave of Tang Lian's hand, the air wave swept across and the smoke flew upside down.

"It should be. I heard that Lei Qianhu, the master of Leijiabao, once accepted an apprentice, so it should be him. I just didn't expect him to appear here."

"Then shall we go up to say hello? After all, Leijiabao is our ally of Xueyue City!"

Tang Lian shook her head, "No need. We have a task ahead of us now, so there's no need for extra complications. And he can handle it alone, he doesn't need us."

Standing up, Tang Lian walked to the door.

"Let's go, we have to hurry tonight."

Mo Qianshang stood up, glanced at Lei Wujie, and nodded when he saw that he was wasting his youth.

'Looks like Qianhu taught well! '

As for when to recognize each other, everything depends on fate.

Baili Qingwu curled her lips and sighed, she also wanted to spend her youth wantonly.

"Hey, this Lei Wujie seems to be quite powerful. He's just a little silly, and I really want to fight him."

Tang Lian turned her head and said seriously.

"Junior Sister is gone. The mission is urgent. Now that so many people are staring at us, we'd better be cautious!"

Baili Qingwu waved his hands and looked at Tang Lian with disgust.

"Senior brother, you look like you are talking too much, just like the third master!"

"Eh! Me, you!"

To this cute and mischievous junior sister, Tang Lian was speechless, helpless, shook her head and turned to leave.

Baili Qingwu and Mo Qianshang took a look, waved their hands, and followed closely.

"Elder brother, don't be angry, I was joking."

Xiao Se looked at Mo Qianshang's back, and kept thinking whether he was that person, but so what if he was that person?
He has no friendship with him.

"Guest officer, go slowly!"

In his spare time, he still has the mind to greet guests.

As for Lei Wujie?

He moved his abacus, because another table was smashed.

As for what happened next, I can only say, lose money.

three days later.

night.

A dilapidated small temple hundreds of miles away from Yanmen Pass.

Baili Qingwu and Tang Lian were sitting in the ruined temple warming up by the fire. The young lady Baili Qingwu was exhausted from the rush day and night.

Taking her own, Tang Lian's, and Mo Qianshang's cloaks and spreading them on the ground, Baili Qingwu planned to have a good sleep.

"Eldest brother, don't disturb me tonight! Otherwise, I will beat someone!"

As he said that, he closed his eyes, put the cloak on his head, and planned to sleep.

Tang Lian shook her head dotingly. He is the only one of the three masters and two eldest ladies in Xueyue City, so he is not only a senior brother, but also their elder brother.

"Go to sleep. You're tired too."

There was an inaudible "hmm", apparently Baili Qingwu listened.

Adding the bonfire, Tang Lian kept thinking,
"October, who the hell is it!"

At this moment, Mo Qianshang, whose alias was October, was on the carriage behind the ruined temple, knocking on the coffin boredly,

"So, you want to send the old monk home?"

"Yes."

A voice came from his heart.

Mo Qianshang thought for a moment and sighed.

"Okay. I will fulfill you."

In a word, set his style.

Hearing his words, the people in the coffin whispered.

"Thank you!"

Then closed his eyes.

He believes that outsiders can help him.

At that time, there was a disturbance in the carriage.

Two figures stood on the carriage.

Among them, the wind-like man stepped on the top of the carriage, wondering.

"Brother Xuan, you mean he's inside?"

"Hmm. I didn't expect to be preempted by Xueyue City. The 12-year period has come, and it's time for him to go home."

The one who spoke was an unusually handsome white-haired man.

"Then what are you waiting for! I will save him immediately."

The man turned over and stood at the front of the car. Just as he was about to lift the curtain, he saw a gust of wind suddenly blowing out of the car.

The man immediately stepped on tiptoe, stepped back, and stopped in the distance.

And the man on the top of the car also had a frozen expression, obviously he didn't expect that there were people in the car.

"Get out of here. He will return when the time comes."

Mo Qianshang's voice came from inside the carriage, he deliberately pretended to be thick, because he also knew these two people.

The white-haired man stood beside the wind-like man with a dignified expression.

"Who are you? Baili Dongjun? You are hiding it, why don't you dare to come out and meet each other?"

Mo Qianshang leaned against the wall of the carriage and sighed.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that he doesn't want to go back now. You go, with me here, you can't intercept this dart."

"It's ridiculous, we came all the way here, and you want us to go back with just one word? Just let me meet you!"

The windy man snorted coldly when he heard the words, drew out a non-light sword and rushed over.

His speed was very fast, and he pierced into the carriage in an instant.

"Qiang", the sword couldn't go any further.

The man froze,
"how is this possible!"

He felt that his sword was blocked.

But in fact, his sword was between Mo Qianshang's two fingers at the moment.

"Has someone taught you how to use a sword like this? A chivalrous man is a righteous man. He is a butcher who takes lives at every turn. This is not a swordsman, but a killer."

Mo Qianshang snorted coldly, flicked his fingers lightly, and a ripple rushed towards the Wuguang Sword.

"Xiaofeng, let go of your sword!"

The white-haired man let out an exclamation.

Small wind hard air way,
"No! A swordsman cannot abandon his sword!"

Feeling tight in his chest, Xiaofeng flew back with his sword upside down.

Thanks to the white-haired man helping him, he stabilized his body.

Mo Qianshang nodded and blew on his fingers.

"You are not bad, you still know that you can't abandon your sword, take back what I just said, you are still a swordsman."

Xiaofeng gently pushed the white-haired man away,

"Brother Qixuan, I'm fine."

Hurry up and bow.

"Senior taught me that I was really impulsive just now."

Looking up, the sword was raised again, "Nie Xiaofeng has a sword in Xiatianwaitian, I want to ask senior to try it."

Nie Xiaofeng, who went to Tian Zai Tian in 13 years, saw the young man chasing in the wind in the eternal frozen land, because of a portion of kumiss, he and Mo Qianshang formed a cause and effect. Before he left, Mo Qianshang taught him a lesson. Sword, unexpectedly now he has become the backbone of Tian Zaitian and a real swordsman.

Feeling Nie Xiaofeng's sharp fighting intent, Mo Qianshang sighed.

"Come on, let me see your strength."

Nie Xiaofeng waved his right hand, and a gust of wind howled from behind. As a master of the Xiaoyao Tianjing Nine Heavens, he was rarely as powerless as before.

But the person who hides his head and shows his tail in front of him really makes people unable to see the depth.

"The name of my sword is: Fengshen"

(End of this chapter)