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

Chapter 89

Hearing this, the young man was shocked and blurted out.

"Master? Are you here to find the leader?"

Mo Qianshang was stunned for a moment, and said in doubt.

"Master? What do you mean? Do you know him?"

There was a look of admiration and pride on the boy's face.

"Of course. The leader is the most powerful person in Tianwaitian. My father is one of the eight great envoys under his command, the Envoy of Fengying. When I grow up, I will be like him and become the strongest person in the world."

But the woman suddenly scolded angrily.

"Xiaofeng, shut up! Don't mention this!"

The young man looked at the woman aggrievedly.

"Mother, why are you attacking me!"

The woman looked at the boy, her eyes were reddish, she held his head with her right hand, turned her head slightly, and wept slightly.

"Xiaofeng, we are doing well now, why do we still have to fight and kill?

Is restoration of the country really that important?When Beique was defeated, we traveled thousands of miles across the ice field to find this paradise.Although everyone is living in poverty nowadays, they have no worries about food and drink, and their lives are stable. Why do we have to bring everyone back to the flames of war because of personal ambitions?
Your father is stubborn, and I can't help it. Are you going to leave me now? "

The young man looked at the woman sad, tears flowed slowly, and hugged the woman tightly.

"Mother, don't cry, I won't leave, I just won't leave..."

Mo Qianshang looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart sank. He felt that the development of the matter might exceed his imagination.

"Can you tell me what happened? Why are you called Brother Ye the leader?"

The woman glanced at Mo Qianshang and Yin Luoxia, sighed slightly, looked at the bonfire, and said slowly.

"This matter started a few months ago. Tianwaitian is a paradise outside the world. Apart from the sanctuary, there are many other tribes. Some migrated here when Beique destroyed the country, and some originally existed. .

These tribes respect the strong, and they refuse to obey anyone except Yuefengcheng, the lord of the sanctuary.And Yuefeng City has disappeared for more than ten years, so everyone no longer respects the command of the sanctuary.In this way, more than ten years have passed.

During the period, there were various man-made disasters, and now there are only eight tribes left.But about three months ago, Ye Dingzhi suddenly became the master of the sanctuary. His martial arts skills are world-class and unstoppable.The powerhouses of the eight major tribes were all defeated by him alone within three months.

So far, the eight major tribes have all surrendered, and he has been named the eight great envoys.And his purpose is to conquer the north and bring everyone back to Beique's homeland. "

Mo Qianshang and Yin Luoxia looked at each other in shock.

They didn't expect that Ye Dingzhi planned to start a war.

What on earth is he going to do!
Yin Luoxia looked at Mo Qianshang solemnly.

"Mo Qianshang, are you still planning to go? He is already crazy."

Mo Qianshang clenched his fist, made a creaking sound, and said in a deep voice.

"Because of this, I am going to try even more. I must stop him."

Yin Luoxia scolded angrily.

"He is now unrivaled in martial arts and almost invincible in the world. Not only is he possessed by magic, but he is also crazy. He may not be able to listen to it. You are going to die!"

Mo Qianshang stood up angrily and roared.

"Then what do you think I should do? Do you just watch him doomed? Watch him fall into the abyss step by step?"

The roar echoed in the yurt, shocking the woman.

She was stunned, she had never seen Mo Qianshang with such an angry expression, he had always been that gentle and confident man, it seemed that nothing could trouble him.

But now, his eyes are full of sadness, his expression is abnormally distorted, his voice is full of unwillingness, he is very sad.

this moment.

There was silence in the yurt.

Mo Qianshang took a deep breath, covered his forehead and sat back in his original position, saying in a deep voice.

"sorry"

Yin Luoxia was silent,
"It's okay. I know you're upset too."

"I still want to try."

Yin Luoxia glanced at him and sighed slightly.

He is like a sword at the moment, a sword that is strong but easy to break, he is too persistent, even if he knows it will break, he has to get out of the sheath, if the sword does not come out, he will not give up.

"Okay, I'll go with you. If you die, I'll collect your body."

Mo Qianshang said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

"Hello, if possible, can you persuade my husband for me?"

But at this moment, the woman and the young man have seen that their purpose is to stop Ye Dingzhi, and she also wants to grasp that glimmer of hope, even if it is very slim.

Since ancient times, there is no one who is not dead in the horse leather shroud on the battlefield.

She doesn't want her husband to die.

Mo Qianshang glanced at the two of them and nodded.

"Okay, can you tell me, are there any people in the sanctuary you are talking about?"

The young man looked at Mo Qianshang in shock. The moment he was angry just now, the whole yurt seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

That touch of arrogance and anger made him understand that the person in front of him was actually a peerless strong man. As for how strong he was, he had no idea, but he knew that he was stronger than his father.

"I know, I can tell you!"

"Say"

"But I have one condition."

Mo Qianshang glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Tell me"

"You want to take me as an apprentice."

Mo Qianshang froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"I refuse. But I can teach you a sword. How much you can comprehend depends on your own comprehension."

The young man pursed his lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to compromise.

"Okay! Now there are eight holy envoys in the sanctuary, namely the ice envoy of the ice tribe, the fire phoenix envoy of the flame fire tribe, the frost and dark envoy of the frost wolf tribe, the lightless envoy of the shadow tribe, and the shooting sun envoy. The holy envoy of Yuyu from the tribe, the holy envoy of Wushang from the Iron Fist tribe, the holy envoy of Yasha from the ghost tribe, and finally the holy envoy of Fengying from the Chasing Wind tribe, that is, my father.

In addition to the eight great envoys, there are also two guards, Mo Qixuan, the white-haired immortal, and Ziyuji, the purple-clothed marquis.Finally, Miss Yueqing, the saint, and Ye Dingzhi, the leader.

In addition, there are Blood Moon Guards who are responsible for assassinations and spying on intelligence, and Wolf Guards who are responsible for training believers. Now the sanctuary is preparing for war, waiting for the opportunity to march eastward. "

Mo Qianshang was silent for a moment when he heard the words,

"Thank you."

the boy asked hastily.

"When did you teach me?"

"Tomorrow, before leaving."

Then, there is the moment of silence.

The mutton in the pot is very fishy, ​​but it has a unique taste when paired with goat's milk wine.

A group of people ate a leg of lamb, which also ended the dinner.

The next morning.

The cold wind howled, telling its fury.

Mo Qianshang and Yin Luoxia put on their windbreakers again, ready to go to the sanctuary that the boy said.

The young man looked at Mo Qianshang, hesitant to speak, and the woman handed Yin Luoxia the pouch full of goat milk and food.

"Guests from afar, please take care."

Mo Qianshang nodded slightly to the woman, then glanced at the young man with a smile on his lips.

He knew what the boy was looking forward to, but he was not in a hurry.

Seeing that Mo Qianshang was about to step out, the young man blurted out in desperation.

"Senior, that"

The young man was very shy, he wanted to remind him, but he was afraid that Mo Qianshang would be angry.

Seeing the boy hesitate to speak, Yin Luoxia rolled her eyes.

"Hey, don't tease him, teach him!"

Mo Qianshang shrugged his shoulders and looked at the distant sky.

"Look out! This sword, I call it Cold Wind!"

Stretching out his right hand, the long sword and iron horse Binghe unsheathed.

It is the coldest sky here, so Iron Horse Glacier is the most suitable place.

"Chang Xiao came out of the wilderness, and the cold wind blew. This sword, following the will of the heaven and the earth, sent the cold wind to nothingness!"

Leaping high, a sword pierced through the air.

The sound of the iron horse.

The sword light pierced the sky, and the sword energy tore through the glacier.

At this moment, the wind stops and the snow disappears.

Mo Qianshang said in a deep voice.

"To become a sword fairy, one must understand the way of heaven and earth. If you follow the sky, your sword will gain the power of heaven and earth! This is to enter the Tao."

sound off.

Mo Qianshang danced with his sword in the sky, and the blue light of the long sword shone across the sky and the earth.

The figure flickered, everywhere, and the shadow of the sword was cold, no one was him, and no one was him.

Walking along the sky, the cold wind and frost came suddenly.

Originally, it was just a cold wind that scattered flowers gradually becoming charming to the eyes, but now it has turned into a storm that changes the color of the world.

The sky is full of wind and snow, and the young man is confused.

This sword is so beautiful, he has never seen such a beautiful sword.

Chasing the light and the shadow, the immortal sword dance.

The heart of the sword knocks on the door, and the intent of the sword cleanses the heart.

When he woke up, the two had already stepped into the wind and snow, leaving only their backs and a word.

"If you have the opportunity to go to Kunlun, you can understand the wind in Yuxu. If you understand this sword, you can expect a sword fairy."

The wind and snow filled the air, and no one was left.

The young man knelt down and kowtowed, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, as a disciple.

"Disciple Nie Xiaofeng, thank you teacher. I will practice this sword hard in this life, and I will not insult my teacher's name."

Although he doesn't accept apprentices, the young man already regards him as his teacher.

How can I forget the grace of bestowing a sword.

In the wind and snow, the corners of Mo Qianshang's mouth raised, and he turned and left.

Yin Luoxia glanced at him and said doubtfully.

"Since Chuanjian is your disciple, why don't you accept him directly?"

Mo Qianshang laughed.

"Because I am number two in the world!"

leave, leave.

The power of a sword will make him the name of the future Wind Sword Immortal.

Tianwaitianmingyue Villa

A clear shadow stands under the moonlight, meditating on his heart.

The proud figure has become more and more mature after time has passed, only the coldness in her eyes reveals the woman's ambition and desire.

Leaning against the promenade, wearing a purple dress, a long sword hangs down on the ground like a soft snake. I don't know if it is a snake or a sword.

A black figure suddenly appeared behind her.

Get down on one knee and clasp your fists.

"Report to the saint, there is information that two strangers have come from the bone ice, and they are coming to the sanctuary at this moment."

The woman turned her head slightly and said coldly.

"Do you know who it is?"

Sombra shook his head,

"I don't know their names. I only know that they are a man and a woman."

"A man and a woman?"

The woman's face turned cold, and she felt chilly.

"Ask the Blood Moon Guard to dispatch and persuade him to return. If he doesn't listen, he will be killed on the spot!"

"Yes!"

With a soft sound, the shadow left.

The woman looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the sword in her hand hovered upwards, wrapping around her side like a swimming dragon.

There was a low voice in the air.

"Ye Dingzhi, don't try to turn back, no one can save you, and no one can pull you back! Now that you have taken the first step, you can only keep going! Keep going with the dream of beyond the sky! Lead Let's go back to our homeland!"

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)