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

Chapter 9

Auspicious winter in November of the third year of Mingde
The lights are on, the drums are thundering, and the boy is walking.

The second floor.

When Mo Qianshang heard the conversation below, a smile appeared on his face.

A figure emerged, a man with braids sneaking up from the stairs on the second floor.

Enter the eye.

A stick-wielding boy was sitting quietly on the ground.

This man is Lei Hong.

Full of smiles.

"Senior, Leimon Leihong, please advise."

Mo Qianshang looked helpless.

"Don't call me senior, I'm not as old as you."

Lei Hong was embarrassed and had an idea.

"Little Senior"

The corner of Mo Qianshang's mouth twitched and he waved his hand.

"Go ahead, I'm in a hurry."

"excuse me"

Putting up the hand gesture, the internal force gushes out, and the qi has spread from both sides to the center.

Mo Qianshang examined the words and nodded

"Yes, the momentum is enough. But"

Lei Hong had already stabbed his fist, and Mo Qianshang blocked it from left to right, without moving an inch.

For a moment, the two started fisting.

After a few strokes, I still didn't find any use for the qi of Wufang Fist just now.

Disappointed, he kicked Lei Hong away.

"Hey, your name is Lei Hong, right? What was your Wufang Fist's Qi used for?"

Lei Hong put his left hand on his hip and extended his index finger with his right hand, speaking righteously.

"Don't you think it's handsome?"

"Just to be handsome?"

"Isn't it enough?"

Mo Qianshang: "."

"Go away!"

The wooden stick was swung out, the internal force sank, the strong wind blew past, and Lei Hong was knocked several meters away.

"Give me any more flamboyance, and I'll beat your face into a pig's head."

"Ahem, senior, don't you like being handsome?"

Mo Qianshang froze for a moment, and stroked his chin lightly.

"Not really. But I don't like people pretending to be handsome in front of me."

Bang, Lei Hong fell to the ground again.

"Senior, let me show you my burning technique."

A flame lit up from his heart, and Lei Hong managed to reach the Vajra Mortal Realm by relying on the burning technique, but his face was painful, obviously this move was not without cost.

Flames rose all over his body, and his hair stood up, like a burning man.

Mo Qianshang was taken aback by this.

"You are crazy, don't die."

"Senior, it is my luck to fight against you, I must go all out!"

With one punch, the powerful flame internal force rushed straight to the door.

At this moment, he regarded death as home, and only wanted to have a good fight.

Mo Qianshang was helpless, he didn't want to waste time.

"Sword come!"

Started with the green long sword, the frost condensed to the bone, and said angrily.

"Get out of here!"

A powerful internal force was injected, and a sword was struck, and there was a loud noise, and the thunder knocked down.

With a kick of his right foot, Xuanyin breath was injected from his foot, the burning technique was extinguished, and the thunder crashed down.

Lei Yunhe jumped up in time to catch it.

"Brother Bo, are you alright?"

Lei Hong touched his whole body, except for some pain, there was no accident, not even the sequelae of the burning technique.

Hurry up and say thanks.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

After finishing speaking, he ordered Lei Yunhe.

"Yunhe, this senior has a bad temper, you have to be careful later, don't mess with him!"

The second floor.

Mo Qianshang frowned, regretting that he had acted lightly.

The drum beat again, and after a while, Lei Yunhe came to the second floor.

The fingertips of his right hand were thunderous, with a domineering momentum.

"Lei Yunhe, please give me your advice, senior."

"fingering?"

"That's right. The Lei family is shocked."

Mo Qianshang had a headache on his face.

He doesn't like this kind of opponent.

"Go ahead, I'm really in a hurry."

"Nine days of thunder shook the universe, one finger pierced ninety thousand miles"

A bolt of lightning strikes on the second floor of Dengtian Pavilion.

Caused commotion in the whole city.

"It's Yunhe's Thunder Finger"

Thunder burst, and a finger pierced through the air.

With a single finger of thunder, the sky collapses and the earth shatters.

Lei Yunhe is very handsome, with one finger he strikes like a god descending to earth.

The sound of thunderclap at the fingertips is endless.

Mo Qianshang was serious about dealing with such a handsome opponent.

Mystery: Picking up flowers in the morning and evening.

In Lei Yunhe's surprised expression.

"No Fang Fist"

"How could you?"

A set of disorderly fists hit Lei Yunhe's face, his handsome face swelled instantly.

"I'm just talking casually, let's go"

The last punch hit Lei Yunhe in the abdomen and flew out of Dengtian Pavilion.

Mo Qianshang blew on his palms.

"Didn't he tell you that I hate pretending to be handsome the most?"

Outside the Ascension Pavilion.

Familiar clothes appeared, and Lei Hong stepped forward to catch Lei Yunhe.

Just seeing Lei Yunhe's face, Lei Hong laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, Yunhe, I remind you that the junior has a bad temper, and you still made him angry."

Lei Yunhe lightly touched his face, grinning in pain, not daring to touch it.

"Brother Hong, I don't know why senior beat me so hard, I'm just sparring normally."

Lei Hong said in embarrassment.

"Really? Uh, there is one thing I forgot to remind you, the senior doesn't like people pretending to be handsome in front of him."

Lei Yunhe: "..."

"So I was beaten so hard because I was handsome?"

"Ahem, cough, pretend I didn't say it"

Yan Shuangfei, a man from the desert.

Seeing that the two were still calm after being beaten, they were finally infected at this moment.

"Thank you, both of you."

Lei Hong laughed loudly.

"Come on, we'll wait for you down here."

Yan Shuangfei was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly
"Hahaha, when I come to the desert in the future, I, Yan Shuangfei, will treat you to roast whole lamb."

Today, obviously no one intends to win, they just want to compete.

Beat the drum, and the sword is born.

A round of bright sunshine and setting sun.

The second floor.

Mo Qianshang was very satisfied when he saw Yan Shuangfei who had made a big move right from the start.

"The setting sun is setting and the sun is setting, the Desert Guyan. Senior, my sword is called the Desert Guyan Straight!"

With a single knife, the setting sun was cut out, and there was no trace of heart in the desert.

At this moment, Mo Qianshang felt the artistic conception of this saber intent.

A magnificent and majestic scene, majestic and profound.

Although it is slightly different from the sword, it also leads to the same goal.

"Good knife! This artistic conception is good!"

The wooden stick was shining with blue light and easily supported the two sabers. Mo Qianshang was very satisfied with this saber technique.

"However, you have to be more domineering, such as this."

The body is vertical and horizontal, leaping high, and the long stick is like a knife.

"Since it is majestic, it must have a heroic feeling! Do you understand! It should be like this!"

Mo Qianshang used a stick as a sword, and his arrogance rose to the sky.

"I will be the top of the mountain, and I will see all the mountains and small ones at a glance. You must have this kind of momentum!"

The long stick is like a sword, transformed into countless handles, rushing towards Yan Shuangfei under Mo Qianshang's command.

"The afterglow of the setting sun also has pride in itself! Have you learned it?"

Yan Shuangfei frantically brandished his saber to block left and right, but found that everything was a phantom, and Mo Qianshang's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"go away"

With a light kick, Yan Shuangfei flew out.

outside the pavilion.

Yan Shuangfei made a reversal in the air and landed safely.

"Thank you senior for your pointer."

After speaking, he looked at Lei Hong, Lei Yunhe and others.

"Everyone, let's say goodbye today. There will be a later date. If you go to the Northwest Desert in the future, remember to come to Khotan to find me. Just report my name Yan Shuangfei. I will treat you grandly!"

The Leimen brothers said goodbye.

"The rivers and lakes are far away, goodbye by fate."

Yan Shuangfei turned and left.

In the arena, it is normal to get together and part, and this is also a corner of the arena.

The rest of the people rested for the night and left Xueyue City one after another.

Mo Qianshang is still stationed on the second floor, and this stay will last for two months.

During this period, Mo Qianshang drank all the fine wines brewed by Baili Dongjun, the seven starry night wines: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang.

But the best thing to drink is the Fenghua Xueyue brewed by Baili Dongjun. The four tastes are endless, which is really unique.

Fine wine paired with crystal fish also kept Mo Qianshang's yin and yang balance from falling behind.

As long as he stepped into the free and unfettered state, he would be able to go down the mountain at that time.

Shoutian Pavilion, pay off debts, drink fine wine, enter the happy life.

The world is full of turmoil, and the young sword is unparalleled, shocking the world with a single sword, and the sword engraving tops the list.

(End of this chapter)