I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Along with the cold shout came a tremendous spiritual pressure, which caused the already wandering lakeshore to tremble once again.

But Xiao Wuyou's pace never wavered.

"Little Grandmaster, have you forgotten? We are not only master and disciple, but also Taoist companions." Xiao Wuyou pretended to hesitate, paused, and raised his eyebrows: "Is this an order from Grandmaster? Or a request from Taoist companions?"

The cold words rang out: "It is the order of the Grandmaster."

"I am requesting this as a Taoist companion." Xiao Wuyou looked straight at him at this moment and said sternly, "Come back, little master."

The eyes that never dodged, the steps that never stopped, the will that never wavered, all spoke of Xiao Wuyou's determination.

Bei Ming Long Yue was silent for a long time before he sighed: "...This is the only way."

"The incarnation of Heaven is your destiny. No matter the power of destiny or your sword intent, it cannot be broken! So......"

"I don't care!" Xiao Wuyou interrupted in a deep voice.

"But I care." Bei Ming Long Yue said in a deep voice.

"What's this about fate and destiny? I don't understand. Did the young master decide that those things are more important than me?"

Bei Ming Long Yue was stunned for a moment, almost unable to react, and then said: "Now is not the time to make trouble!"

"I want to save you because I care about you!"

There was a bitter feeling on Xiao Wuyou's lips.

How could he not understand?

It was because the little master cared about me that she silently protected me for ten thousand years and was even willing to sacrifice her life to save me.

But tragedy is not popular these days.

"Little Grandmaster, can you really bear it?"

Xiao Wuyou didn't need to pretend at all. He naturally expressed his sorrow and resentment in a hoarse and sad tone.

"It is not better to be alone in this world than to be dead."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bei Ming Long Yue felt as if struck by lightning.

Several sons of luck tried their best to repel the peerless sword immortal, but now Bei Ming Longyue's feet trembled violently and he took several steps back.

Over the past ten thousand years, Bei Ming Long Yue had witnessed Xiao Wu You losing everything and being alone countless times. How could she not be aware of the sorrow he was enduring?

And now, she was actually going to do the same cruel thing to Xiao Wuyou.

When she thought of this, she felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. It was even more painful than when she faced the thunder tribulation.

But in order to save Xiao Wuyou, she can bear everything.

"It's okay." Bei Ming Long Yue's voice became gentle, like a pure white cloud.

"After you cut off the cause and effect, you will forget everything and pretend that we have never met." She glanced at the four girls in the distance again, her lips bitter, but she uttered sweet words of comfort: "And you still have them with you, so you won't be lonely."

"Last time, I failed to completely sever the cause and effect, causing you to suffer more troubles in this life. This time, I will not fail again."

That's really thoughtful.

Perhaps she has imagined such a confrontation countless times over the past ten thousand years.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't find any reason to refute.

But what he is best at is not convincing others with reason.

"not enough."

"well?"

"It's not enough to just have Yan'er and the others accompany me!" Xiao Wuyou stared at Bei Ming Long Yue, took a deep breath, and shouted solemnly: "Little Grandmaster, you are also my wings, my Taoist partner, my fairy wife! I won't allow you to leave me!"

What and what?

Not enough? Wings? Fairy wife?

Even Bei Ming Long Yue was filled with shame and anger at the moment, and could not help but shout coldly: "I've already said that I'm not going to be unreasonable now..."

Xiao Wuyou pointed at her and interrupted her directly: "It's you, the Little Master, who is making trouble, right?!"

"He slept with his own disciple, but left without saying a word. He has no sense of responsibility at all!"

"Don't you want to be with me, little master?!"

One shout after another, one question after another, one step after another, approaching.

Bei Ming Long Yue's fragile heart was in turmoil again and again, and every beat was so painful.

She already had the answer whether she wanted to or not.

"It's not a question of whether you want to or not!"

"It's just a matter of wanting or not wanting!"

"Even if I wanted to, fate and luck..."

"If you want to, don't leave! What does destiny and luck have to do with that?!"

"That's enough!"

Seeing that he was less than ten feet away from Xiao Wuyou, Bei Ming Long Yue could no longer bear it. He raised his hand and swung the sword violently, slashing out a terrifying sword energy.

In an instant, a crescent moon flashed by, and the sword rang sharply. The sword immortal's attack easily pierced through the clouds and cut the few mountains in the secret realm in half.

And in the void in front of Xiao Wuyou, there appeared a terrifying silver sword mark.

"Don't... go any further..."

What should have been a firm and cold rebuke became as gentle as a breeze halfway through.

Even when facing the Heavenly Dao itself, Bei Ming Long Yue never wavered in his fight against the enemy.

But at this moment, recalling the desperate scene a thousand years ago, her sword heart was clouded and she couldn't help wavering.

She should have made up her mind earlier.

Yesterday... no, when I recalled everything in Yingyue Pavilion, I should have made up my mind to cut off the cause and effect.

It was all because she was too obsessed with the daily life with Xiao Wuyou, which led them to this point.

The master and the disciple drew their swords against each other.

Xiao Wuyou grasped the void and the Wuyou Sword appeared in his hand.

However, Bei Ming Long Yue never expected that Xiao Wu You would actually let go of his hand in front of her and let the peerless divine sword sink to the bottom of the lake.

Xiao Wuyou curled his lips leisurely at the startled young master: "I told you that tragedy is not popular these days."

"don't want......"

"Whether it's love and hatred, or master and apprentice killing each other, I don't like it."

Xiao Wuyou said this and stepped over the line without hesitation.

The divine sword shone, and the sharp sword was wrapped in vast sword intent, sweeping past like a silver thunder with an edge that almost cut through the sky and the earth.

Another corner of the secret realm was torn open, shaking the entire Juejian Peak.

Xiao Wuyou was unharmed, except for some scattered hair at his temples.

"Don't force me!" The young master breathed tremblingly and gritted his teeth coldly.

The scene of Xiao Wuyou falling in front of him a thousand years ago kept flashing back in front of his eyes. The Longyue in his hand had never felt as heavy as it did now.

But Xiao Wuyou still didn't stop.

"I didn't force you, it was you, the young master, who forced yourself."

Xiao Wuyou opened his arms calmly, without any defense at all.

"Whether you raise your sword to chop us or we embrace you, it's up to you, little master."

"But no matter what, I won't stop."

Just as he said, Xiao Wuyou ignored the invisible sword intent around him and went straight towards the beautiful figure in front of him.

"Don't come over here, I said, don't come over here!"

The two men were getting closer and closer. Bei Ming Long Yue was still swinging his sword, but the tip of the sword was already trembling and there was no longer that terrifying sword energy.

Like a desperate girl trapped in darkness, waving the only hope in her hands helplessly and clumsily.

The only way to save Xiao Wuyou is to bear the cost of changing his fate...

If I hold the sword, I cannot hug him, and if I put the sword down, I cannot protect him.

Looking at Xiao Wuyou's open arms, Bei Ming Longyue no longer knew what to do.

"The answer is actually very simple."

"Just follow your heart. It doesn't matter whether it's destiny or luck!"

The secret realm collapsed, the night shattered, and Xiao Wuyou's smile, like the gentle warm sun, illuminated the whole world.

"I like the little master, that's all."

The dusty sword heart finally became bright again, and tears could not stop flowing from the corners of the young master's eyes.

The hazy moon fell and fell into the sky.

This time, the sword immortal threw down his magic sword and pounced on the young man in front of him.

With their silver hair scattered and their white clothes entangled, they were like a couple of gods, hugging and kissing each other tightly in the golden morning light.

Chapter 60: Disrespecting Teachers and Ancestors, Shocking the World

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The Great Elder originally didn't want to disturb the Master.

Since Bei Ming Long Yue's spiritual power was so strong, he had long been accustomed to the shocking spiritual power fluctuations just from practicing over the years.

But this time it went a bit too far.

Sword energy was floating, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and in the end, even the secret realm was torn open, and terrifying sword intent flew out, splitting the surrounding mountains into pieces.

This doesn't look like cultivation at all?!

Could it be that a mysterious strong man sneaked into Juejian Peak? !

The top leaders of Juejian Sect, led by the Great Elder, had to interrupt their retreat and set off for Juejian Sect to find out what was going on.

Jiang Zuimeng, who was in talks with various forces, was also worried.

"Master Sword Immortal is angry?"

"Could it be that he has gone insane?"

"Maybe he's trying out new sword moves!"

The monks were talking among themselves, each looking uglier than the last.

They only knew that the sword immortal fought with a mysterious strong man and destroyed the entire Tianhuo City, but they didn't know more details. They came here to gather information.

Now, seeing the terrifying sword intent flying out like crazy, everyone was scared out of their wits.

How could that indifferent sword master have nothing better to do than to chop mountains for fun?

"Master Jiang, may I ask who the Sword Immortal is..."

Jiang Zuimeng looked annoyed (even though she didn't) and forced out an explanation: "It's just a small problem, just a small problem, everyone, just be patient, don't panic!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword light dissipated.

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations bloomed in the sky.

The day is covered by the indifferent night,

Jiang Zuimeng looked out the window. Oh my goodness, isn't that Master's moon? !

Is she going to get serious?!

Master, you demolished the Skyfire City, but it's not enough, can't you demolish our home too? !

"Everyone, don't worry, I'll go and check it out!" Jiang Zuimeng couldn't sit still anymore and flew to Juejian Peak.

Everyone looked at each other, but stood up one by one and followed secretly.

The sword master is going crazy, it would be strange if he wasn't anxious!