Emperor's Red Makeup: The Duke is too black

Chapter 262 You Lose

"You know, I didn't expect you to agree." Yue Zhixiang's mouth showed bitterness.

"I didn't expect you to make such a request, but let me tell you, Yue Zhixiang, I will not lose, and if I do lose, I will never regret it!"

"I know." He sighed, but the loneliness in his eyes at one moment became hot the next.

"If you drink the unfeeling water, you will truly become strangers." He smiled, and there was a cruel taste in that smile.

Xuan Luo nodded, "Perhaps, but even if we become strangers, we will meet again, know each other, know each other and love each other!"

"Yuezhixiang, definitely!" She looked at him without any hesitation.

"Ah."

"Now can you tell me why I did this? Since I first met you, I have never regarded you as an enemy. I think you know this."

"I know, why don't I know? Me too, even if you are my enemy, I never thought of hurting you, that night..." He suddenly stopped, "This is not my request, It was my mother's request, I think you should know who my mother is."

"How was that night?" Sensing that something was wrong with Yue Zhixiang, Xuan Luo couldn't help asking.

"That night I did it on purpose, I wanted Huangfu Yao to die." He looked at Xuan Luo coldly, "Xuan Luo, if he dies, your world will be stable, you know, he is your biggest enemy. "

"Don't say any more, Yue Zhixiang, I don't care what you know, but I once said that I only believe in my own heart." Xuan Luo interrupted him, his eyes became cold, "Ice Palace Master Since you promised to let me taste the holy water of your Unfeeling Palace, how could I refuse? It’s just that I’m afraid of you and her, so I don’t have the face.”

Yue Zhixiang didn't speak, just quietly looked at Xuan Luo, looking at her pair of clear but powerful eyes.

Isn't such a pair of eyes his sinking place?

"Let's do it." Xuan Luo raised his hand, holding three silver needles at his fingertips, and said, "Yuezhixiang, let me remind you, although these silver needles are not poisonous, they have been soaked in Piao Miaosan. As long as you are stabbed, Buddha Guangci Just don't even think about doing it."

"Do it." He closed his eyes and said lightly.

Of course he knew why she did this, wasn't he afraid that Huangfu Yao would do something to him that day at Foguangci, but she seemed to have underestimated that man's means and determination.

Now that he has met that man, he has no intention of withdrawing.

Xuan Luo tightened his hands, and performed the Bing Xin Jue technique, and the chilly aura around his body rose instantly, even Yue Zhixiang who was in front of her felt it.

Feeling this extremely familiar breath and exercises, Yue Zhixiang's eyes flashed an inexplicable smile.

How long has he been waiting for this day?He has long lost his memory.

Xuan Luo unfolded the twin damask, and the twin damask seemed to have eyes, and spontaneously formed the shape of a sword, with a light white mist and a faint red light, a powerful sword intent was just hidden by the twin damask In it, he shot straight at the fragrance of the moon.

And Yue Zhixiang also sensed the danger, and directly held the soul-controlling flute at her waist in her hand, and luck controlled the soul-controlling flute to emit high and low notes, using the notes as an array to cut off the icy chill of the twins.

"As expected of the third-ranked soul-controlling flute, but it's far from enough." The cold voice carried a tone of pride.

"With the twin twins, you can't beat me."

Between the calcium carbide fire and the conversation between the two, the notes from the twin silk and the soul-controlling flute have been entangled for dozens of rounds.

Indeed, although the two martial arts are not of the same origin, they both tend to be of the Yin and cold category, and the weapons they use are both third and fourth, and the gap is inseparable at all.

"Xuan Luo, if you don't use Bingxue Mantian, you will lose." His cool voice reached Xuan Luo's ears, Xuan Luo was startled, was he trying to force himself to use the highest move of Bing Xin Jue?

"Then don't blame me." Xuan Luo suddenly withdrew her hands, retracting the chill around her body and the sword intent hidden in the twin silk silk into her body, her hands formed a butterfly shape, and the ice visible to the naked eye moved extremely quickly on her palms Velocity formed.

Seeing this scene, Yue Zhixiang put the soul-controlling flute back on her waist, withdrew the external internal force, and converted all the internal force into ice. He wanted to see if it was the Ice Palm or the Ice Heart Art that was more powerful. even better?
I saw her fluttering in white clothes, with a fairy air, the sudden gust of wind blew the white gauze on her face, revealing her beautiful and peaceful face, that face, like a warm current, melted into the Yuezhixiang's heart and blood.

And he, dressed in silver, was blown by strong winds, and Xuan Luo could vaguely see the silhouette of Master on that face...
It seemed that he hadn't worn that silver mask for a long time.

In other words, does he not intend to hide it from himself at all?
Or, is he too confident?

"One move will determine the outcome." Xuan Luo said in a low voice, and Yue Zhixiang also nodded slowly.

The two people who were supposed to be deadly enemies cherish each other at this moment. Although they both used the most powerful move, they both left a step back for the other in their hearts.

The strong wind suddenly howled in the originally quiet bamboo forest, and even the sky in this area seemed to be affected by their manic moves and power, from the initial bright sun to a bit chilly.

"The sky is full of ice and snow!" Xuan Luo scolded coquettishly, the ice and snow in her palm turned into countless snowflakes with her movements, and she walked towards the silver-clothed body in the most graceful and coldest posture.

"Ice Palm!" He yelled, pushed out his palm, and greeted the flying snow in the most ordinary posture.

boom--

There was a violent crash, but it came from the bamboo under their feet.

A large area of ​​this bamboo forest exploded in an instant, and was shaken away by this terrifying air current of power.

But the real ending has not yet appeared.

With a wave of Xuan Luo's sleeve, Twins Ling immediately shot towards Yue Zhixiang.

And the soul-controlling flute on Yue Zhixiang's waist flew out spontaneously, and under the call of the master, they fought with Twins Ling.

"Sure enough, it is something with spirituality. The controllable soul flute is not my opponent." Xuan Luo snorted coldly, moved her fingertips slightly, and a red light shot out from the Feng Ling sword hidden in her waist, Shot directly at the first hole of the Soul Control Flute.

hiss--

Like moaning and groaning in pain, and also like the back of fear, the soul control flute suddenly lost its balance, broke into two pieces with a bang, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yue Zhixiang suddenly deepened the internal force in her hand, regardless of the consequences of self-injury, she directly shook the flying snow all over the sky, and then quickly approached the broken soul control flute. When he caught two pieces of the soul control flute as he wished, his back suddenly trembled.

The Shuangsheng Ling hooked his waist, Xuan Luo held one end of the Shuangsheng Ling with one hand, and pressed the Fengling Sword on his waist with the other hand, and slowly fell down.

At this moment, there are three neat silver needles on Yue Zhixiang's back.

And he, staring blankly at the broken soul-controlling flute in his hand, stood there motionless as if he had lost his sanity.

For accidentally destroying the soul-controlling flute and Yue Zhixiang's favorite treasure, Xuan Luo felt a little guilty, but she couldn't help it. Now she has not fully controlled the hidden power in the Fengling Sword. If it wasn't for her reaction just now Hurry up, I'm afraid that the Feng Lingjian will fly out directly, and if Yue Zhixiang sees it, the consequences will be disastrous.

"You lost!" she said, taking back the Twin Ling.

(End of this chapter)