Jun Youyun

Chapter 66 065. Guardian
"My original name was Dongfang Xiaoyue, but my master said that my name was a bit too casual, not like the name of someone who would become a Confucian sage, so I changed it to Dongfang Wenlin." Dongfang Xiaoyue shook her head. Shaking his head, "Actually, I don't like this name, it's too old-fashioned."

"Who cares if you like it or not." Jimo Huaxue raised Jun Yujian slightly.

"Now that I don't have much life expectancy, I want to call this name back." Dongfang Xiaoyue spread her hands, "It will also remind me of myself when I was a teenager."

"Shut up." Jimo Huaxue jumped up and landed with a sword.

Mo Bai tried his best to raise his head, looked at the red dress, and murmured: "This is, Sword Immortal Yijian?"

Both Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun were already unable to stand up due to the force of the sword, but they also tried their best to raise their heads, staring at the sword with wide eyes.They are all descendants of a wealthy family. Although the Xie family has fallen, there are still several sword masters in the family. Feng Zuojun's father, Feng Yuhan, is known as the number one swordsman in Daze Prefecture. The two have seen each other since they were young. A master can have a thousand if not eight hundred, but the sword they saw at this time is definitely the strongest they have seen in the past 20 years.

The long sword fell, and suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was an explosion of thunder.

Only Confucian sage Dongfang Xiaoyue remained expressionless, she waved her sleeve lightly, and then stretched out a finger seemingly casually.

Jimo Huaxue suddenly stopped her sword, and the flying hem of her clothes fell slowly. At this time, the sword was only an inch away from Dongfang Xiaoyue's finger.

"Your finger can't stop my sword." Jimo Huaxue said in a deep voice.

"Just three months less." Dongfang Xiaoyue's voice was free and easy, as if she was talking about a very ordinary, even happy thing.

"Is this the reason why you didn't go down the mountain?" Jimo Huaxue asked.

"The most beloved disciple is dead, nothing should be an excuse." Dongfang Xiaoyue said slowly.

"That's all." Jimo Huaxue suddenly turned around and left with his sword in his hand. The momentum of the sword that made everyone unable to stand upright finally disappeared completely. Mo Bai hurried forward and asked with concern: "Why is the second sister-in-law doing this to you?" Mr. Sword?"

"Second sister-in-law?" Dongfang Xiaoyue smiled, "This title has some meaning. Anyway, I am ashamed."

In the backyard of Moran Villa, Su Baiyi stared blankly at Jimo Huaxue in front of him. Just now Jimo Huaxue went from here with a sword and returned with the sword at this moment. It was just a matter of a moment. The sword fairy went out and killed someone, but there is no blood on the Junyu sword?That's right, sword immortals kill people, so naturally the sword doesn't stain blood.

"Who is coming outside?" Su Baiyi asked tentatively.

"A person you have been waiting for for a long time." Jimo Huaxue turned around as if planning to leave.

"The person I've been waiting for for a long time... Could it be Mr. Confucian Saint!" Su Baiyi said in surprise.

"It's him." Jimo Huaxue replied.

"You killed him?" Su Baiyi swallowed.

"I don't need to do anything. Go see him quickly." Jimo Huaxue sighed softly.

Moran Villa, another courtyard.

Mo Bai pointed to the room and said, "Junior Sister Nangong will rest in this room."

Dongfang Xiaoyue nodded: "I'll chat with her alone."

"Yes. Then I will lead Junior Brother Su to wait for you in the main hall." Mo Bai replied.

Dongfang Xiaoyue walked to the door of the room and knocked lightly on the door. Nangong Xi'er was sitting in the room at the moment circulating her qi, but it still had little effect as on the Golden Wind, the zhenqi was finally condensed, but When they gathered at the dantian, more than half of them would still dissipate. She stopped when she heard the sound of the door, and asked a little tiredly, "Who is it?"

"Miss Nangong, is it convenient to come in?" Dongfang Xiaoyue asked.

"Come in." Nangong Xi'er thought that there should be no enemies in this Moran Villa, so she replied after thinking about it.

As soon as the voice fell, a young man in white was already sitting at the small table in front of the bed, and the young man poured himself a cup of tea slowly, with a hint of mockery in his voice: "Isn't it that if you go down the mountain, you will definitely be with your second senior brother?" Was it normal back then, shocked the world? But before I heard your name in Jianghu, you were already lying here to heal your wounds? Haven’t your internal strength gone yet?”

Before Nangong Xi'er could marvel at the handsome man in white, she was already shocked by the familiar tone. Looking at the handsome young man in white in front of her, she couldn't believe it: "First... sir?"

"I often tell you that when I was young, I was the most beautiful man in the world. You always didn't believe me, and you said I was a bad old man who would brag. Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, you can believe it, right?" He took out a medicine bottle, took out a pill, crushed it, threw it into the tea bowl and handed it to Nangong Xi'er, "Drink it."

"Sir, the last time I saw you you were still in your 40s, why do you look younger than me now?" Nangong Xi'er took the teacup, surprised and delighted, "Could it be that you have really cultivated some kind of martial arts that can rejuvenate your youth?" , then you must teach me!"

"Hahahaha. I'm afraid that when you see me next time, I will be an eight-year-old boy. At that time, don't pay me back all the debts that I have bullied you as a teacher these years." Dongfang Xiaoyue pointed at the Teacup, "Drink it."

"What is this?" Nangong Xi'er asked in confusion.

"The medicine for your injury." Dongfang Xiaoyue replied.

Nangong Xi'er wanted to ask again, but after thinking about it, she drank the tea first, and then asked, "Sir, do you know how to treat this injury?"

"No one in the world understands the injuries caused by the martial arts in the Immortal Book better than me. The martial arts not only sucked your internal strength, but also caused damage to your dantian." Dongfang Xiaoyue handed the medicine bottle to you. To Nangong Xi'er, "Take one pill of this pill before each exercise, and then get lucky, and your injuries will be healed within ten days."

Nangong Xi'er nodded: "Sir, have you also been hurt by this fairy book?"

"Sigh, the past is unbearable. I was so beaten by this martial arts back then that I couldn't even stand up." Dongfang Xiaoyue stood up and shook her sleeves, "I'm going to see that kid from the Su family. You should take good care of your wounds."

"Sir, aren't you traveling around the world? How did you come here?" Nangong Xi'er frowned slightly, "Besides, you still know Su Baiyi?"

"That's a long story." Dongfang Xiaoyue walked over and scratched Nangong Xi'er's head, "In short, although Master is about to die, he will definitely protect you before he dies."

"What did Master say, you have already rejuvenated, how could you still die?" Nangong Xi'er thought that Dongfang Xiaoyue was joking, but seeing Dongfang Xiaoyue's serious expression, her heart tightened involuntarily.

But Dongfang Xiaoyue laughed immediately: "Yes, yes. So I will always protect you. This trip is going down the mountain, and you can do whatever you want. I'm here."

(End of this chapter)