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

Chapter 40

Everyone outside the venue also took note of this incident.

It is scheduled to be held in the 24th year of Mingde, on the ninth day of September, at Mount Huashan.

Mo Qianshang smiled and said,
"Senior, after chatting for so long, it's getting dark. This battle should be over, please use the remaining three swords."

"Boy, if you don't die today. Remember the 20-year agreement."

"It seems that senior also thinks that I will not die today?"

"Your boy has a destiny at first glance, how can you die so easily. But even so, I have to try."

"Please!"

"Cang! Mang! Out"

With two more strikes, the boy still shook his head,
"not enough"

"Boy, do you know why this last sword - Daming Suzaku is ranked second?"

"why?"

"Because it has a soul! Great Ming Suzaku!"

With a sound of Fengming, the last sword of the Wushuang Sword Box, and also the strongest one - Daming Suzaku, was finally forcibly opened by him.

The fire and phoenix attacked the sky, soaring up ninety thousand miles.

The fire of the scorching sun can only burn the world for a moment.

The night was illuminated by it, and a divine bird circled the crown of the tree, and everyone looked sideways, fascinated.

Zhang Muyu sighed.

"This is the Great Ming Suzaku, it's the first time I've seen it!"

The warm pot of wine looked up to the sky and laughed,
"I didn't expect that I could still see the second most famous sword in the sword spectrum. It was a worthwhile trip."

Yin Luoxia was a little worried,

"Li Hanyi, the second sword manual is out, aren't you worried?"

Li Hanyi shook his head.

"Actually, Qianshang's sword is also very special."

inside the field.

The Great Ming Suzaku flew over Zhang Qiudao's head, and turned into a long sword shining with flames.

Zhang Qiudao said calmly.

"now what?"

"Very strong. This sword is better than the sum of the other twelve. The Great Ming Suzaku deserves to be second in the sword list."

"How are you going to deal with it?"

The young man caressed Mo Xie and sighed.

"Senior, I don't know if you have heard that some swords will be fed with blood when they are released."

"nature."

"Then, what about feeding swords with people?"

Zhang Qiudao hesitated,
"I heard that the ancient sword turns the soul and destroys the soul. But that is a legend, it has long since disappeared"

The young man said with emotion indifferently.

"My pair of swords were tasted by King Li Su of Jianxinzhong, he said."

"say what?"

"No. [-] in the sword manual"

Zhang Qiudao was shocked, because King Li Su was the number one swordsmith in the world.

"Could it be that Zhuanpo Miehun is in your hands?"

Mo Qianshang shook his head,

"There is a sincere Yin-Yang sword in the world, which is the same as life and death. The one in my hand is not Zhuanpo Miehun."

"what is that?"

The boy shouted loudly.

"They are Gan, Jiang, Mo, Xie!"

A turquoise light flashed, and with a random throw of his right hand, Mo Xie flew towards the sky.

Behind him, the general who had not been unsheathed for a long time also uttered a sword cry, and with a clang, he unsheathed.

The green Moxie and the blood-red go-getters crossed each other.

A woman with her eyes closed slowly emerged from Mo Xie's sword.

Snow, began to fall.

The wind began to howl.

Winter has come.

There are continuous snow peaks.

The woman spread her snow-white jade arms, as if embracing the sky, revealing her beautiful figure little by little like a hibiscus emerging from clear water.

The white feather coat and the glistening white wrists are displayed in front of everyone bit by bit.

until.

The woman opened her eyes, revealing pure white pupils.

Indifference, ruthlessness, regard all living beings as nothing.

Please tiptoe and hold Mo Xie.

Floating in the air, looking at Mo Qianshang.

"Little guy, don't disturb my deep sleep in the future, otherwise even if your father comes, I will not be polite."

the other side.

The burly red-eyed man was also floating in the air while holding the general sword.

"Mo Xie, the little guy is ignorant, so please forgive him this time."

Moye snorted coldly,
"As long as you are soft-hearted, his brothers and sisters are all spoiled by you."

The go-getter smiled awkwardly.

Mo Qianshang looked at the two sword spirits in front of him, feeling inexplicably familiar.

blurted out.

"Uncle Ganjiang, Aunt Moxie, I didn't know you were sleeping, sorry."

The go-getter wondered.

"Little guy, do you remember who you are?"

Mo Qianshang looked bewildered,
"Aren't I Mo Qianshang?"

Mo Xie shook her head,

"It doesn't seem to be. It's probably a subconscious memory."

The go-getter regretted.

"Okay. I thought we could go back."

Mo Xie said indifferently.

"Let's get rid of these broken swords first. If they are all spirits, they dare to come out and show shame."

"Okay, I'll give you the other swords, and give me the bird."

The two looked at Mo Qianshang.

"Let me use your inner strength."

One touch, one suction.

Leaving behind the boy with weak legs.

The two flew out with the tail flame behind them.

Zhang Qiudao looked dazed at the moment, but still controlled the thirteen Wushuang flying swords to meet the two of them.

Mo Xie rolled her eyes.

"Thousands of miles of ice."

With a sword out, a blizzard came.

Except for the Great Ming Suzaku, the other twelve handles were all covered with frost, and their speed dropped sharply.

Just as the Great Ming Suzaku was about to face Mo Xie, Gan slashed a sword on the tip of the sword.

"Broken bird, your opponent is me."

Mo Qianshang couldn't laugh or cry at the moment, he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

I thought it was an opportunity for myself to express myself, but in the end I became a spectator.

Li Hanyi walked to his side and helped him up.

"Qian Shang, what's going on? How did your sword become like this?"

Mo Qianshang said depressedly.

"I don't know, I just vaguely remember that my sword should have a sword spirit."

The girl laughed.

"No wonder grandpa said that your sword can be ranked No.1, it is indeed right."

Mo Qianshang wanted to cry but had no tears,
"I'd rather not! It's obviously my chance to be famous in the world, so let's do it now. If they become them, they will be famous in the world."

Others stared dumbfounded at the flying sword battle in the distance.

The sword spirit was already very surprised, and brought his own sword, fighting against the Wushuang sword box.

This kind of scene is really unheard of.

Xuanling exclaimed,
"Brother Mo turned out to be Mo Xie, a famous sword general in the Spring and Autumn Period! And the sword has spirits! It's so surprising!"

Wang and his party sighed.

"That's right, and his agility is amazing, I don't know where he learned it from."

Zhang Muyu interrupted.

"The most important thing is, what's the difference between this sword spirit and a normal person? It's almost over."

At the moment.

Mo Xie had already returned all ten swords to the Wushuang sword box, and although the remaining two swords, Cang and Mang, belonged to the upper reaches of the thirteen swords, they were still not enough for Mo Xie to strike with one sword.

Ganjiang is also fighting against Daming Suzaku. As a sword of Yang attribute, it is inherently superior to fire attribute, so every time the daimyo Suzaku attacks Ganjiang, he will be drawn back by Ganjiang, defeating the sword light on his body.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiudao was relatively close, so he could find him to replenish his sword energy, otherwise the sword light would have been scattered by the generals long ago.

Mo Xie condensed,
"The last sword, Xueshang!"

The white sword energy was swung out, and the goose feathers and heavy snow flew.

Two sword lights hit Cang and Mang.

Unable to hold on anymore, the two swords took the initiative to fly back to the Wushuang sword box.

Seeing that Mo Xie was over, the general didn't delay any longer.

"The Sun"

The sword tip hit daimyo Suzaku's blade.

A bright light flashed, Daming Suzaku lost Zhang Qiudao's control, and immediately returned to the Wushuang sword box to cultivate.

General Mo Xie looked at each other and went back.

Mo Xie said coldly.

"We have fought against your father for more than 1000 years. Now you are on vacation, unless you are going to die, don't call me casually, hear?"

Mo Qianshang swallowed, and nodded slowly.

The go-getter wondered.

"By the way, Moxie, do you remember who his mother is?"

"Isn't it the most powerful one?"

"Then you are still so fierce to him?"

"What are you afraid of! Anyway, his mother is not here!"

"Okay, see you next time."

"I'll sleep for 100 years before I talk about it."

The two returned to the swords, and then the two swords were sheathed.

The young men and women with bewildered faces were left behind.

"This is the end?"

"seems like it!"

The girl supported the boy and came to Zhang Qiudao.

At this moment, Zhang Qiudao's face was like a dry bone, he was dying, panting.

"I didn't expect that the final outcome turned out to be like this!"

Mo Qianshang also had a look of emotion.

"I wanted to defeat you myself, but it turned out"

"Your sword is indeed the best in the world."

The boy wondered.

"Isn't it that all the swords were returned to the Wushuang sword box? Why do you look like half your life is gone?"

Zhang Qiudao sat up forcibly with a calm face, and put his right hand on the strings.

"I should have died a long time ago, but I just held on. This Wushuang sword box was forcibly opened by me with my hard work. Now all the swords have been defeated, and I am naturally seriously injured. And now, as you said, I am dead. Without a sword to guard against, death is nothing strange."

"Can you give us a map?"

"You take it yourself."

The young man was overjoyed, and looked at Li Hanyi eagerly.

The girl smiled helplessly, jumped up, picked it up lightly, and got the map.

"Give."

"Thank you Hanyi."

The young man unceremoniously put it in his arms.

The girl rolled her eyes,
"Your internal strength is empty again, let's leave quickly. I always feel that something bad is about to happen."

Zhang Qiudao said with emotion.

"You're right, but it's too late."

Only then did the two notice that a layer of multicolored film had risen from the dark sky.

"This is?"

"Five Elements Collapse Formation."

"what!"

The two were taken aback, and this time, everyone also ran over from there.

Everyone's face was dignified and worried.

Xuanling shouted.

"Brother Mo, there are a lot of Wushuang City disciples gathered outside the island, and the torches are densely packed all over the city."

At this moment, the sun had already set, and the sky was darkened, only the bright moon hung in the sky.

Mo Qianshang glanced at Li Hanyi, and Li Hanyi immediately understood, and ran around the canopy.

Return in a moment.

"Surrounded by the sea on three sides, there are many disciples of Wushuang City on the sea. There are also countless people on the other side of the bridge directly in front of them. They are waiting in formation. If they force their way out, they may suffer heavy losses."

Wang and his party said calmly.

"Now, we must find a way to break through, and we will definitely die here. The formations of these five islands have been activated, and they will sink into the sea in a short while."

At this time.

The ground shook for a while, and everyone felt a strong shock.

Lei Hong was puzzled.

"This is?"

Zhang Muyu sighed.

"Sure enough. It's started. The Five Elements collapsed. Apart from increasing their chances of winning, the Five-Star Island Chain should also have plans to burn everything together in the end. Peerless City never planned to let us leave here from the beginning."

Thunder Whale roared,
"hateful"

Angrily, he grabbed Zhang Qiudao's skirt and grabbed him directly.
"Bad old man, tell me, how to stop it?"

Zhang Qiudao closed his eyes and ignored it. Wushuang City had already lost all of its chips, so how could it be possible to let these people go.

Seeing that he was pretending to be dead, Thunder Whale said angrily
"Old man, let's see if your mouth is tough or my fist is hard!"

The fist was about to hit.

"stop."

A hand has stopped him.

Mo Qianshang sighed.

"It's pointless to beat him. He wouldn't survive today, so he won't say anything."

Lei Jing looked at Mo Qianshang and saw him shaking his head, which obviously made him unnecessary to insult others.

Throwing Zhang Qiudao on the ground angrily, said sternly.

"Little brother Qianshang, what do you think we should do? Why don't you call out the two sword spirits just now?"

Mo Qianshang rolled his eyes,
"Calling out will only save me, and they won't care about your life! Stop dreaming."

Thunder Whale was angry.

"Then what should I do? This doesn't work, that doesn't work either! You can't sit still, it's okay if I die, but I, the little guy from the Lei family, can't die!"

Mo Qianshang fell silent.

Everyone whispered to each other.

"By the way, where is Song Yan, the lord of Wushuang City? He may know how to break this formation."

"Run early."

"Ugh."

The city that never sleeps, Wangxian Tower.

Xie Xuan put away the book and sighed.

"In this situation, don't you go to save them?"

Xiao Ruofeng shook his head,

"I'm going now, is it useful?"

"It's useless, Wushuang City is completely out of control, even if it's you, King Langya, it's impossible for them to let them go. But at least you need to express it, right?"

"And I believe that the younger brother must have a way."

"Really?"

"I trust the teacher."

"Then what do you think he'll do?"

"do not know."

On the island.

Looking at the faces of the people, the expressions of despair gradually appeared.

Mo Qianshang took a deep breath.

He looked around and found that the people here were all people he knew.

The bohemian Wen family warms the pot of wine.

Tang Linghuang, the vicious and vicious Tang clan.

Qingcheng Mountain looks heartless, but it makes Wang and his party feel distressed.

The clever and greedy Xuan Ling in Qingcheng Mountain.

Yin Luoxia is beautiful, likes to cry, likes to be brave, and likes to gamble.

The personable Zhang Muyu of Wudang Mountain.

The sword is beautiful and handsome, the beautiful sword of Tianwaitian, Mo Qixuan.

He likes to wear purple clothes, and always pretends to be the unfathomable Tianwaitian Ziyi Hou Ziyuji.

Holding an exorbitantly long Nine Songs Sword, Luo Qingyang is a proud and innocent man.

Old, still very arrogant, the powerful old man Jingluo.

The beauty is suffocating, but the fate is tragic and tearful.

A master of bad bald donkey Wangyu who likes to greet people in the face.

It was unlucky to meet Master Kong Ming, the direct heir of Wudang, Zhang Muyu.

After his younger brother died, he looked as if everyone owed him 800 million yuan.

With a baby voice, and the amber knife tiger that Big Brother Mo called out to him that he was afraid of.

Lei Yunhe is handsome and handsome.

Every day, Lei Hong who is crazy about Han Yi Fan in his family.

The thunder whale with an amazingly loud voice but a bold personality.

At last.

The boy looked around.

A girl with a beautiful face and extremely gentle eyes, Li Hanyi.

He didn't expect to meet so many people during this trip to Wushuang City.

'This, is Jiang Hu? '

The young man smiled slightly, he was suddenly very happy, although this world is very dangerous, but he also has these friends.

Li Hanyi took his hand and whispered.

"Qian Shang, what's the matter? There will be a solution."

The boy put his hand on the back of her hand,
"Don't worry, leave everything to me. I will take you away safely."

At this moment, the island has sunk in half, and everyone can already see countless flames on the sea, as well as densely packed torches and arrows on the shore.

They all showed indignation.

Mo Qianshang came to the crowd and said with a smile.

"Everyone, I have a sword that can destroy this formation and lead everyone out. But I need everyone to help me!"

The warm pot of wine said seriously.

"There's no time now! How do you want to help?"

"Pass your internal power to me, and I can break this formation!"

"what!"

Everyone was shocked.

Seeing Li Hanyi hugging his waist, he said in despair.

"No! I don't allow you to do this! There are so many people passing on the internal energy to you, and the internal energy is different, you will explode and die!"

Mo Qianshang froze, turned around, and held her catkin.

Looking at the tearful girl, his heart ached, because he was really reluctant to part with the girl.

However, sometimes, someone needs to sacrifice.

"Now, there is no other way, is there? I can't watch everyone die together!"

The girl shook her head and clasped her hands tightly.

"I don't care, I don't listen, I don't want you to die anyway."

To her, he is everything.

If he died, what would it matter for others to live.

Mo Qianshang gently stroked the girl's hair,
"Han Yi, good boy, now is not the time to be willful."

If he hadn't had to, how could he have made such a move.

He still has to protect the girl for the rest of her life, so how could he be willing to leave.

At this time, Master Kongming suddenly stepped forward.

"Amitabha, young man, the poor monk can help you."

Mo Qianshang froze for a moment,
"What does the master mean?"

"The Poor Monk holds the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing, which can turn all kinds of internal energy into the source. As long as other people pass the internal energy to the poor monk, and then the poor monk passes it on to the benefactor, the safety of the benefactor can be guaranteed."

"Then thank you Master."

"Amitabha. The merits of giving are immeasurable, which is what a monk should do."

"Then let's get started."

On the crown of the tree, looking down from a height, you can see a group of people lined up in an umbrella shape.

At the front is Mo Qianshang, followed by Master Kongming. Behind Master Kongming are five umbrella ribs, each with three people.

"start!"

The umbrella bone gathers the internal force on Master Kongming.

Master Kong Ming concentrated his internal energy on Mo Qianshang.

The originally dry dantian slowly became full.

overflow.

swell.

roll.

Mo Qianshang opened his eyes, a silver moon flashed in his left eye, and slowly flew into the air.

At this moment, he felt that there was endless energy in his body.

Therefore, he chose Yutian.

So, he chose to swing the sword.

"Lonely moon in the sky!"

A huge full moon appeared in the sky so abruptly.

The moon is a full moon, but this time it is not for homesickness.

Why does the second month appear in the world without wind and snow?
No one knew why Mo Qianshang used this move, not even Li Hanyi.

"Li Hanyi, is this the only sword he has? How can this break the formation?"

"I believe in him."

Mo Qianshang looked at the people below, he was very confident at this moment.

The elegant and domineering voice is passed down.

"Qixuan, I told you that I have three swords, do you still remember?"

Mo Qixuan shouted loudly.

"You said that one sword is the deadliest, one sword is the most ruthless, and one sword hurts the most. I don't know which sword you will use this time?"

"Hahaha, not bad! Today, I'm going to use the most hurtful sword. Even so, my sword is also ruthless."

"What is this sword called?"

"The moon is setting and the stars are sinking!"

Everyone below was shocked, Xuanling exclaimed,
"No way! Is the moon going to fall?"

Mo Qixuan shouted.

"Mo Qianshang, we saw the moon, but where are the stars?"

Mo Qianshang laughed,
"Hahaha. Good question, Xing! Han Yi, you have seen the lonely moon in the sky many times, and every time it is very gentle. But this time, you will see the most ruthless one, what does it look like!"

The crescent moon in his left eye flickered wildly, and Mo Xie pointed at Gu Yue with his sword.

"The stars are coming!"

Mo Xie's sword chant resounded throughout Wushuang City.

Everyone's sabers groaned and trembled crazily.

maritime.

"what's the situation?"

"What happened to my sword?"

"My God! My sword is flying."

"My sword, give me back my sword."

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on land.

"Who can help me, my sword is out of control."

"Please help me catch it"

"Why did your knife fly?"

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Li Hanyi saw his Tingyu unsheathed automatically and flew into the sky,

Shocked.

"This is?"

Husheng cried.

"Why did my Tiger Soul Knife fly away?"

At this moment, the most jaw-dropping thing is the sea, the bridge, and the city.

Countless long swords flew towards the sky, flying higher and higher, densely packed, so magnificent.

This feeling of swords all over the sky is like countless individuals ascending towards a destination.

And the end point is the moon that is about to fall.

In the vast sky, the lone moon and the moon fall over the city, and a sound of stars comes to Wan Jianchen.

With one sword, the peerless city is half destroyed, who in the world dares to be called a fairy.

Mo Qi sighed.

"Is this his star? With Wan Jian as the star, how gorgeous this sword should be."

Zhang Qiudao slowly closed his eyes.

"How could such a thing happen? I must be dreaming!"

Lei Hong said obsessively,
"Is this the sword of the sword fairy? This is no longer a sword, but a way."

The warm pot of wine shook his head with emotion,
"I didn't expect to see such a peerless sword in my lifetime. After today, I'm afraid that he will monopolize five fights in the world of swordsmanship."

The rest of the people showed their complicated expressions one after another, so I won't repeat them here.

In the past, there was a sword of a sword fairy, and the whole city was shaken by wind and rain,
Today, there is a young man with a sword, and the swords all over the city are bent at the waist.

At this moment, everyone witnessed the birth of a legend.

Night sky.

The long sword turns into stars and hangs in the night starry sky.

Under the moonlight, the silver light is shining, and the long sword walks around the lonely moon.

The coldness of the forest is biting, and everyone below is terrified.

The time is ripe.

Mo Xie swiped the tip of her green sword, pointing at Wushuang City.

The young man said word by word.

"The moon falls and the stars sink - Shang!"

A word of shame, the most ruthless.

Flying fire meteors fall like rain.

The stars fell, dragging a colorful trail of flames.

At this moment, the end of the world.

Countless people wailed.

weeping.

running.

Because, the sky is falling.

Countless meteors landed.

A sword with a handle roared and trembled.

Wushuang City suffered heavy losses in an instant.

The roar is endless.

Thousands of swords are like stars, people are like dust.

The stars are falling, and the dust is flying.

Wushuang City could no longer prevent everyone from leaving.

And the scariest thing is that round of lonely moon.

Press it down like that.

Destroy the Five Elements Collapse Formation without mercy.

Turning the direction, it directly hit the thirty-foot-long statue.

The statue of the Patriarch of Wushuang City, which had been standing for more than 200 years, fell down like this.

Caused greater turmoil in Wushuang City.

Mo Qianshang Yujian came to Li Hanyi's side, pulled up the girl's catkin, and hugged her in her arms.

The young girl is shy, and the young man is passionate.

"Everyone, follow me, and I will take you out of Wushuang City!"

The heroes responded one after another.

"Thank you Mr. Mo"

With a turn of the sword light, blue flames flew out.

With a stunning beauty in her arms, she is full of pride.

A sword flew by, there was a wail in front of him, and the weapon in the enemy's hand was cut off.

A hearty voice filled the world.

"There are immortals in the world who can be honored, but I regard sword immortals as my shoes.

One sword pierces the sky and fills the sky, I say two swords, who dares one.

Hahahaha, the rivers and lakes are far away, everyone, goodbye by fate. "

The hearty and passionate laughter echoed in Wushuang City, and echoed in the hearts of everyone.

The gate of the city that never sleeps.

The beauty Yin Luoxia tossed her hair and muttered.

"Jian Er, such an ugly name"

The mug of wine burst into laughter,
"Since he wants to be Jian Er, then give it to him, but we can call him the second in the world, can't we?"

Wang and his party laughed.

"Yes! Number two in the world, that's a good name. Only then can it be worthy of this sword."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to everyone.

"The king of Qingcheng and his party have a long way to go. See you by fate."

"In Xiananjue, Dantai is broken, the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will meet again by fate"

"The time-honored Wenjia Warming Pot Wine, the rivers and lakes are far away, goodbye by fate"

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After a while.

All the heroes are gone, only the wreckage in the setting sun.

Since then, no one has ever mentioned the name of Peerless Under Heaven.

Wangxian Tower.

"What a sword two, little Xie Xuan, you are right. You really don't need me."

Xie Xuan put away the book in his hand, put it in the bookcase, turned around and went downstairs.

"Where are you going?"

"Go and give them a ride."

"I'll go as well."

On the outskirts of the city that never sleeps.

A fine white eastern nightmare horse.

Dongmai Horse's hooves are like rings of fire, it glows at night, it neighs like a baby, and it travels thousands of miles a day.

Boys and girls are sitting on horses, admiring the rising morning sun behind them.

"Han Yi, the trip to Wushuang City is finally over"

The girl hummed,
"Wu Shuang City has made a wedding dress for you this time."

"Nonsense, it's obviously you!"

The girl blushed and snorted coldly.

"Ignore you"

"what?"

At this time, on the mountain in the distance, two men and a child were watching them from afar.

The girl looked over and said in surprise.

"It's Xie Xuan, Young Master Qing. The person next to him is extraordinary and precious. If I'm not wrong, it should be."

"Langya King, Xiao Ruofeng, right?"

"Ah."

"Han Yi, wait for me."

"What are you doing?"

"Go and have a look."

The boy stepped out, one step and three seconds, spanning a distance of hundreds of meters.

He has already come to Xiao Ruofeng.

Xiao Ruofeng looked at the young man who regarded the sword fairy as nothing, and was about to speak.

The boy threw out a punch, but before he had time to react, he was sent flying several meters away.

The boy blew his fist and said with a smile,

"It's comfortable now."

Xie Xuan was stunned. King Langya, who had power all over the world, was punched and couldn't resist.

But then he smiled, and he seemed to imagine Xiao Ruofeng's helpless face.

The little prince Xiao Chuhe was furious, and he punched Mo Qianshang.

"Bad guy, why did you beat my uncle?"

Facing the little prince's small punches, the young man didn't care, he picked his ears and said seriously.

"Because he is selfish, he deserves it. In order to live the way he wants, he ignores the life and death of others. This struggle that should have ended will continue endlessly. All of this is caused by him. So this One punch is for those who don't deserve to die."

The boy looked at Xie Xuan,

"Thank you, see you again."

"Qian Shang, farewell is imminent, I will give each of you a book, you are welcome."

The boy laughed,

"Okay! I just like reading books, what book, let me read it?"

"This one belongs to you, and the other one belongs to the little girl in cold clothes."

The boy took it and smiled slightly.

"I'll see what it is!"

"Hey, mine is the record of mountains and seas. And the one in Hanyi is the love record of women in Qingyifang. What the hell is this?"

Xie Xuan smiled slightly,
"You can see it at a glance. The gift has been sent and will not be returned or exchanged. Farewell."

"Goodbye by fate."

Xie Xuan pointed to the man behind him who got up slowly.

"Aren't you going to talk to him?"

Mo Qianshang shook his head,

"There will be many opportunities in the future."

Turn around, one step and three moments.

Back on the East Nightmare horse, took the reins, and with a neighing sound, the boys and girls galloped away into the distance.

"Qian Shang, why is my book so strange?"

"Who knows?"

Xie Xuan looked at the backs of the two leaving and smiled.

"Accident?"

Xiao Ruofeng patted the dust off his body.

"Better."

Xie Xuan tidied up the bookcase.

"Why don't you resist?"

"I don't want to take more beatings"

Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then burst out laughing. He didn't expect the majestic King Langya to be afraid.

"Hahaha! Do you think he will be on the list of good jade this time?"

"Let's be the top three in the list. After all, Wushuang City was destroyed under our skin. No one wants to experience that sword again."

"Haven't entered Liangyu and entered the crown. What a young talent!"

"Hmph, I'm waiting for him at Tianqi. When the time comes, I will return the punch."

"How do I feel that you will be worse?"

"Little Xie Xuan, you talk too much today!"

"Hahaha!"

The autumn frost cuts the jade sword, and the sunset pearl gown.

The bow destroys the Nanshan tiger, and the hand catches the Taihang tiger.

Competing for demeanor after drinking, three cups of swords.

Killing people is like mowing grass, playing Meng Tongyou.

Drink the wine in the glass, anger the king of God.

Young people should sing and travel freely.

(The chapter of Wushuang City ends.)
　This chapter is 7600 words.

　　It's my longest chapter.

　　The story of Peerless City is over.

　　Turn a few transitional scenes later, and you will enter the next volume.

　　The young white horse is drunk with the spring breeze.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)