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

Chapter 43 Fighting in the Mountains·Meeting the Empress Yueqing Again
On the [-]th day of June in the sixth year of Mingde, it rained and then it was sunny
Gusu.

Those who are beyond the sky, the survivors of Beique.

At that time, all the people in Beique were armed, and they joined forces with Western Chu to attack Beili.

As a result, Western Chu was overthrown by the current Zhenxihou Baili Luochen, and Beique was attacked by the general Ye Yu. Since Ye Yu was also a member of Beique, he couldn't bear it, so the people of Beique crossed the ice field and came to today's Tianwaitian.

And today's Suzerain of Beique, Yuefeng City, is the Suzerain of Beique who was lucky enough to survive that year.

He practiced virtual thoughts and retreated in Langyue Fudi for many years, and he has long since stopped asking about worldly affairs.

There are four great ambassadors under his command, namely Wuxiang Wuzuo and Lawless.

Under the four envoys are Soul Officer Fei Li and Soul Officer Fei Zhan.

Therefore, these two people, considered to be the top powerhouses under the Four Great Ambassadors, have already surpassed most people in the world.

now.

The soul officer flew away, with a judge's pen in his right hand.

Determine life and death, break yin and yang.

Draw with one stroke, and the paper falls into the clouds.

The dragon and snake perform, appearing in the painting, rushing towards the boy.

A cold light flashed in the boy's eyes,
"Sword Up"

With a flash of cold light, a sword is swung out, and the sword secretly coincides with the rhyme of Taoism. If you ride a dragon on the wind, not only the dragon and snake will be completely destroyed, but the remaining momentum will also be astonishing.

Fei Li's eyes were shocked, and he blocked the sword by drawing seven mountain peaks with the judge brush in his hand.

At this moment, he knew that he was careless.

The young man in front of him might not be as powerful as some old monsters.

The judge brush tapped seven times in a row, and seven golden lotuses came out.

But he is much more than that.

The pen flies like a dragon and snake, the black tiger circles around, the clouds flow freely, and the pen falls into a tiger.

A black tiger with a hanging forehead jumped out.

The claws are wildly danced, and the black light is desolate.

To this, the boy still swung his sword, holding the jug behind his back in his left hand, and swung the sword with his right hand from the upper left corner to the lower right corner.

"June is cold and the wind is bleak, Jian Ruo is melancholy and doesn't know"

This sword inexplicably fits the artistic conception at this moment.

Therefore, his sword carried an inexplicable melancholy.

The cold wind roared past with the sword energy.

Black Tiger and Golden Flower froze in place one after another.

Drop.

burst.

Ember hit Fly away and spat out a mouthful of Luohong, causing him to be seriously injured directly.

boy sighed,

"I don't want to kill people, because I'm still a teenager. I think death is the most ruthless. But, if you don't know what to do, then I can only kill you."

The woman in purple supported Fei Li and said worriedly,

"How are you doing?"

Fei Li spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the blood froze in the soil, obviously due to the influence of Yin Qi.

With a pale face, he glanced at the woman, then quickly turned away.

"I can't die yet. This person's sword is weird, and its power is beyond imagination. Be careful, I will find a way to get rid of the internal force."

After speaking, sit in meditation.

Feizhan changed his lazy attitude and stepped forward.

"Who the hell are you? When did you become such a young master?"

The young man was puzzled and looked melancholy.

"So, you don't even know who I am, so you come to block me?"

Feizhan glanced at Yueqing, Yueqing shook her head again and again, she was knocked out before she heard the name that day, so even she didn't know the name of this person.

Feizhan was speechless, he was not the kind of guy who flew away from the brain of a sperm.

But Fei Li was seriously injured, he could no longer just sit idly by.

"Forget it, no matter who you are, this enmity has already been forged, and there can only be one victory or defeat."

"Oh, you want to fight too?"

"Of course. Feizhan, the Heavenly Soul Officer in Xiatianwai. Please advise."

The young man hesitated and said slowly.

"Forget it. Anyway, if you ask around, you should know my name, and I have nothing to hide. Xueyue City, Mo Qianshang."

Yueqing and Feizhan muttered.

"Mo Qianshang? I've never heard of it."

It's not that the two of them are ignorant and don't know anything about Wushuang City.

However, although Mo Qianshang's matter has spread throughout the world, it has only been three days.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a city named Xueyue, and a city named Qianshang, who is known as the second largest city in the world.

He is in front, who dares to speak up!

This is arrogance and domineering, and the destruction of half of the city with that sword is also evidence.

Gusu is a small city, but it takes more time to spread it to a small city.

And these three people did not leave Gusu to go to the rivers and lakes for a few days, so they knew about it later.

Feizhan didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and quickly approached him, and with a palm out, the world howled like a mournful cry.

Of course.

The boy still stabbed straight with his sword.

"drizzle"

The tip of the sword is like a drizzle, from the time the sword is drawn to the stabbing, it is extremely smooth, and it hits Feizhan's palm.

"Cry for mourning!"

This is Feizhan's unique skill, the eighth layer of mourning skill, if the hit person is crying, he will cry and die.

It is a pity that it is difficult to defeat the number of days, and it is also difficult to defeat the peerless sword.

Under Mo Xie's sharpness, the proud body protection zhenqi shattered instantly like paper paste.

The sword pierced the palm of the hand.

Under the pain, Feizhan realized something was wrong, and relying on Jiuxiao's strength, he retreated in mid-air, away from the boy.

"This sword, why can it break my internal strength!"

Feizhan saw a big hole poked out in the palm of his hand, and knew that his right hand was half useless and needed a long time of training.

Furious, he was about to speak.

"It's my turn."

Another sword qi whizzed over.

Before Feizhan could react, the sword energy approached him and knocked him into the air.

His only thought was,

"What a fast sword! What a terrible man!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he followed in Fei Li's footsteps.

Fortunately, Mo Qianshang didn't want to kill anyone at the moment, so he only seriously injured them.

The boy stepped forward, only Yueqing was left standing on the field.

Three Chi Hanmang is in hand.

Mouth calm.

"I think it's because of you that they come to trouble me."

Yueqing kept backing away, she saw the indifference and ruthlessness in the young man's eyes.

She doesn't want to die, she is a princess, she is an emperor, she is the most honorable person.

So, she drew out the Youlong Sword, which was like a ribbon, with the softness and beauty of a sword.

A sword pierced the boy's throat, she was full of hope, she seemed to see the boy coughing up blood.

The boy frowned, and flicked his right hand upwards.

A huge force came out, and You Longjian dropped from the woman's hand and fell to the ground.

The woman couldn't believe it, but the boy defeated herself with a single blow.

She backed away again, she didn't want to go through the fear of death again.

but.

A cold light flashed.

The veil fell slowly from her face.

Reveal her peerless face.

she is pretty.

As I said just now, if the world's women rank among the top three, Li Hanyi and Yi Wenjun can both enter.

And the ones left are the woman Yueqing in front of her and her older sister, Yueyao.

The young man frowned slightly and sighed.

"So it's you! It's a pity that you have a peerless appearance, but you have a filthy heart."

The woman fell to the ground slowly, her eyes filled with horror.

She doesn't want to die.

At this time.

"Let go of her"

Soul Officer Fei Li suddenly jumped up from behind, his whole body was ignited with raging flames, shrouded in a layer of flame.

Under the body.

Everything within three feet of the ground is barren, and purple flames are burning in the eyes.

With one stroke, the boy raised his sword to fight back.

Turn around and strike again.

Metal roared, and the boy was puzzled.

"Why does your internal strength give me a strange feeling?"

"Third level of imaginary thoughts! How about using thoughts as power?"

Fei Li shouted angrily, and Yu Kong drew two characters, life and death.

Life and death fly out, and the birthday of a person is determined.

"Seal of life and death!"

The young man snorted coldly, the crescent moon flashed in his left eye, and the three-foot cold front began to spread from Mo Xie's body

"You are also worthy to determine my life and death? Overestimate yourself!"

Sword out.

"Ice Age"

The cold wind howled, and the blizzard came suddenly, facing the Seal of Life and Death.

The frost was piercing to the bone, and the ice burst was uncertain.

The seal of life and death is precarious and precarious.

There was a crack.

The seal of life and death is broken.

The Ice Age ends.

The boy flew up and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the speed is astonishingly fast.

Flying away from the judge's pen and dance, Li Guangshaying, the movement of the hand has long been unclear.

A sword groaned.

Mo Qianshang stood sideways holding the sword, the tip of the sword was dripping bright red.

Fei Li's judge's pen was in pieces, lying on the ground, dying.

"Third-level virtual thought skill, it really doesn't work!"

The boy shook his head,

"This exercise is overbearing, but it's not suitable for you."

Take a step and come to Yueqing.

The sword pointed at the woman's throat.

Regard women's beauty as nothing.

"For the sake of chess announcement, let me forgive you again. You only live once, and if you die, you die. Remember this sentence."

Take the sword.

Leave.

The woman looked at his back, she was very unwilling, but also very scared.

She was really afraid of death, but she hated this man because he kept knocking her down and trampled her pride on the ground.

"Mo Qianshang!"

This name, she remembered deeply, used to remember his eyes, and now, it remembers his name!
Qingshui Lake.

The boy has calmed down.

Ye Dingzhi was puzzled.

"Why have you been here for so long? Are you in trouble?"

The young man shook his head and smiled slightly,
"A few minor issues"

Although he didn't understand why Tianwaitian appeared here, he didn't want to destroy Ye Dingzhi's peaceful life.

Moreover, the strength of those two people will not have any influence in the short term.

At this moment, Ye Dingzhi has already prepared the meals.

have to say.

As a man, Ye Dingzhi is really perfect.

He can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, hold a sword, and has traveled all over the world. He is humorous and interesting.

These characteristics have won the friendship of young men and women in a short period of time.

"good to eat!"

The boy took a bite of the dish, took out the wine jug and put it on the table.

"The name of the wine: Reunion. Fated to meet thousands of miles away, one day we will meet again."

Ye Dingzhi smiled happily, poured himself a cup, drank it, and let out a hearty laugh.

"As expected of the wine brewed by Baili Dongjun, it is really mellow and rich."

"Senior brother said, once he bought you a drink in Tianqi: too early, now this cup is called reunion. In the future, he will come to you and have a drink: hate it late"

"It's a good acquaintance too early, we meet again thousands of miles away, and we hate each other too late! Take another big sip!"

Seeing Ye Dingzhi pick up the flagon and pour wine again and again, Yi Wenjun was also helpless, but his face showed relief.

The man in front of her has lived in seclusion with her for many years, and it seems that his heart has faded away, but she knows that he still longs for this world.

Now that the old man is reunited, it is inevitable to drink a few more glasses today, and she does not stop her.

Seeing the two of them pouring wine over and over again, Wu Chan ate vegetables depressedly.

Because he is a monk!
Can only eat green vegetables.

The two men drank until late at night before stopping the joy of this reunion.

on the wine table.

The two told each other their youthful stories, and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

Ye Dingzhi recalled his youthful past, telling how he once had the opportunity to be the son-in-law of the northern barbarian tribe, but he deliberately gave it up to someone else. This sentence immediately attracted Yi Wenjun's sneak attack.

And Mo Qianshang told the story of how he met Li Hanyi, how he couldn't tell the difference between a girl and a girl disguised as a man, and it made a big joke.

This time, he was naturally attacked by Li Hanyi.

The two brazenly told each other embarrassing things about their youth, but it aroused the other's sympathy for each other.

Listening to these stories, the two women also recalled the past.

Not only lamented, but also experienced so much.

Unknowingly, time has passed for a long time.

In the end, the banquet was enjoyed by all the guests.

Li Hanyi helped the boy back to the inn.

Yi Wenjun sighed helplessly.

"Obviously I don't drink a thousand glasses of wine on weekdays, but how could I be so drunk today?"

Having said that, she could feel the joy in Ye Dingzhi's heart, even the inner demons were insignificant.

Everyone is drunk without alcohol, and most of the time, being willing to get drunk is the most difficult thing!

Today is rare, so how can you not be drunk today?
There was a faint murmur in the air.

"If the sky does not love wine, the star of wine is not in the sky.

If the land does not love wine, there should be no Jiuquan in the land.

The world loves wine, and loves wine worthy of heaven.

It has been heard that the sage is better than the sage, and the path is turbid as virtuous.

Since the virtuous saint has drunk, why bother to the gods.

Three cups lead to the road, and one fight is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the sober. "

　The last chapter, today is the third watch.

　　In two chapters tomorrow, we will switch to the next scene.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)