Journey to the West

Chapter 280 Dance solo for you, practicing sword like silk

"[-] contribution points a day, don't waste it, it's still early, junior sister, let's walk together!"

Now that Qu Ying had decided not to talk to him about the relationship between children, Ye Xuecheng felt much more relaxed and suggested casually.

It has to be said that Ye Xuecheng's proposal was just in line with Qu Ying's, she nodded slightly and agreed!
Along the way, Qu Ying seemed to have let go of her knots. She was rarely lively like a little white cat, bouncing around in the pear blossom forest, laughing like silver bells from time to time. The fragrance of pear blossoms and the indescribable comfort and relaxation made Chen Guangrui's depression dissipate a bit.

at dusk!

"Brother, can I dance for you? This dance is only for you to watch in this life!"

Chixia Fairy Qu Ying suddenly bit her lower lip shyly and said.

After the words fell, Qu Ying flew into the pear blossoms, rolled up the petals all over the sky, did not give Ye Xuecheng a chance to refuse, and began to dance lightly. She danced the long-sleeved dance that was especially popular in the late Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Ting's figure made Ye Xuecheng involuntarily drunk.

The corners of Ye Xuecheng's mouth raised slightly, he didn't open his mouth to destroy this rare comfort and happiness, instead he indulged in it, enjoying this rare relaxation, let's treat it as an indulgence!

Before he knew it, it was already dusk, and the only glimmer of light in front of him was shrouded in darkness. Ye Xuecheng suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, as if he was the only one left in this world, alone. Walking alone, surrounded by lonely shadows.

At this moment, Ye Xuecheng couldn't help but think of the life of sword god Ximen Chuuxue and sword master Ye Gucheng in his mind, the same loneliness, the same solitude in the world, and his heart faintly resonated.

Ye Xuecheng comprehended as he pleased, fearing that he would miss this artistic conception of loneliness and dignity.

Gradually, the artistic conception of wind and snow appeared automatically, and the snowflakes and pear blossoms mixed together, dancing in the wind!
The stunningly beautiful fairy in white danced lightly among the pear blossoms and snowflakes, her amorous eyes were like water, wrapping around Ye Xuecheng's body!

Clang——

But at this moment, the three natal swords in the sea of ​​qi in the dantian uttered a crisp sword chant at the same time, as if for the meaning of loneliness and dignity, they uttered a sound that belonged to the sword.

When Qu Ying heard the sword chant, she was immediately vigilant, but when she realized that the sound of the sword chant was coming from Ye Xuecheng, she was immediately happy, and the sense of loneliness pervading Ye Xuecheng's body made her quite frightened. .

"Sword Intent?"

Qu Ying didn't stop Qingwu, secretly looked at Ye Xuecheng, secretly shocked, her senior brother is indeed a swordsman who is rare in 10 years!

However, when she thought about what happened to Ye Xuecheng, she felt relieved, she knew that she had to keep dancing alone, otherwise it would be easy to destroy Ye Xuecheng's sentiment!
Brother, he has suffered so much in his life and has gone through vicissitudes!
Thinking of this, Qu Ying couldn't help feeling distressed.

Qu Ying was dancing in the pear blossoms and snowflakes in a white dress.

The soft moonlight shrouded Qu Ying's charming body, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver halo, as beautiful as a fairy in the moon who could not eat the fireworks in the world.

Unknowingly, Qu Ying was completely immersed in the light dance, as if turning into pear petals or snowflakes, dancing freely in the wind, she herself entered into a special artistic conception!

And the artistic conception she showed at this time, the indescribable beauty and elegance, Ye Xuecheng looked at Qu Ying and couldn't help being a little crazy.

Ye Xuecheng quietly looked at Qu Ying in the distance, couldn't help pulling out the long sword behind his back, and began to practice the sword with Qu Ying's dance.

With the artistic conception of Qu Ying's dancing, Ye Xuecheng's figure also began to become hazy, and the long sword turned into countless lights and shadows.

Light and shadow slowly diffused around like smoke, and the moonlight was absorbed without exception, and then reflected by the lake water, creating a beautiful view of the misty moon.

As Ye Xuecheng's sword dance became faster and faster, the surrounding light and shadow also became dim.Ye Xuecheng was also slowly wrapped in thick fog, only streaks of sword light flew to smash the surrounding vegetation.

There was a trace of swiftness in Qu Ying's lightness, her figure gradually became blurred with the dance, and her whole body seemed to be slowly devouring the surrounding light.For a moment, there were several visions of Qu Ying dancing with Qu Ying.

Ye Xuecheng's swordsmanship was a little reckless at the beginning, but as the shadow of the sword became more and more dense, his whole body was also covered by that dense mist of light.The direction of Ye Xuecheng's falling sword can only be deduced from the sound of the sword lights cutting the air.

Ye Xuecheng is enthralled by swordsmanship. This kind of opportunity to enter a certain artistic conception of swordsmanship is rare, but as long as he is immersed in it, there will be unexpected gains from time to time.

At this moment, Ye Xuecheng's mind was blank, originally he wanted to use Wujian to vent his inner depression.As a result, he was infected by Qu Ying and couldn't help but began to create his own swordsmanship.

In the beginning, Ye Xuecheng was still deliberately pursuing sword moves, but as time passed, Ye Xuecheng was pleasantly surprised to find that the three sword intents deep in the sea of ​​consciousness began to grow slowly.

The three natal swords that were originally embedded in the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian also began to slowly improve, slowly devouring a wisp of sword intent and slowly transforming.

Slowly, the mana contained in the three real immortals in the dantian is also slowly changing, and I don't know what changes will happen.

Ye Xuecheng was delighted in his heart, this kind of natural mutation was exactly what he wanted.

Gradually, Ye Xuecheng also immersed himself in the sword dance, let go of all his thoughts and began to dance the sword wholeheartedly.

Time passed quickly, and Qu Ying also slowly withdrew from that special artistic conception with a happy expression on her face.

But before Qu Ying realized the previous sentiment carefully, Qu Ying was quickly attracted by a large fog of light in front of her eyes, and Qu Ying noticed the difference from the sound of the sword.

Qu Ying used the tentacles of her spiritual sense to feel the surroundings of Ye Xuecheng, and was shocked to find that the surrounding light mist was covered with densely packed tiny silk threads, which were cut off as soon as the tentacles touched.Ye Xuecheng spread out sword threads like spring silkworms spinning silk, and these sword threads wrapped around Ye Xuecheng as if they were real.Just by turning the sword into light, the light and mist slowly began to change.

The more and more dense sword threads gradually gathered and turned into rain threads. As Ye Xuecheng swung his sword faster, the sword threads also began to condense where the light and mist converged, forming a thousand-foot range around Ye Xuecheng.

With a crisp sword cry, Ye Xuecheng's figure appeared from the light mist, sometimes galloped on the ground, but suddenly disappeared, and the next moment suddenly pierced through the ground, as fast as lightning.

At the same time, the sword thread within a thousand feet swept across, cutting everything it encountered into pieces!

Only then did Ye Xuecheng slowly open his eyes, still in a daze.He slowly exhaled a mouthful of hot air, which lingered in the air for a long time without dissipating.

"Brother, we've gotten into trouble!"

At this moment, Qu Ying's worried words rang in his ears!

(End of this chapter)