Moonlight Allure

Chapter 214

There was a gust of gloomy wind on the cliff, and the surrounding air was driven by the cold wind, like a sharp knife scraping across the face.The silver sword light reflected the elegant and dusty face, and the shimmering phoenix eyes were as silent as ice.In the air of flying sand, one familiar picture after another evokes in my mind.

When she woke up that day, she was surprised to see that his head was covered with white hair, and she wanted to feel his pulse out of desperation.But he took it in a few words, and the gentle and burning eyes made her give up her persistence.Now that I think about it, he did it on purpose, talking about him deliberately, deliberately disrupting her thoughts.

Heh~ how well he understands her, how well he understands her.He thought of her everywhere, even though he was suffering from the fiery ice knife, but he still acted indifferent in front of her.

She used to blame him for being cruel, but now she knows that she is even more cruel...

With a bang, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, causing thick smoke to billow.Xiao Moli's figure flashed, catching her crumbling figure.

"Luo'er..." He was stunned suddenly, his pupils reflected the tears on her face, as well as the desolation and despair in her eyes, remorse and self-blame.

He suddenly hugged her into his arms tightly, as if she would go away with the wind as soon as he let go.

"Luo'er, don't be like this, don't scare me..." After she finally woke up, he couldn't bear the pain of losing her anymore.

"Luo'er, wake up..."

Luo Qingyan's eyes were dull, and she looked into the distance without focus, and she was hugged by Xiao Moli in a daze, her heart was already torn apart by thousands of steel knives, and she was in bloody pain.Lips twitched, murmuring softly.

"Why did he do that, I'm not worth it, I'm not worth it..." Tears slipped from the eyes, like fallen leaves in the cold wind, sad and helpless, sad and desperate.

"Luo'er..." Xiao Moli called out distressedly, her voice trembling.

Luo Qingyan was cold all over, and her eyes were hazy with tears.

"His whole life...is for me...he...lost everything...has nothing...it's all because of me..." She couldn't help sobbing and crying, as if someone was pulling her heart hard, she just felt Even breathing is painful.

"In the end...I left him too...Why did he still do that? Why..." She wept repressedly, and tears had already formed a river.

"Why do you have to do so much for me? Why...why do you want me to owe him my whole life..." As if all the strength in her body had been drained, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.

"Luo'er..." Xiao Moli turned pale with shock, and tried to stabilize her body, with deep distress in his eyes.

"Yanyan..." Ling Jueshang's figure flashed, and Leng Yunshang moved to Luo Qingyan's side one step at a time.He was so anxious that he didn't see Leng Yunshang's sad and painful eyes.

Just as he was about to reach out his hand, a gray shadow around him flickered, and Murong Yuran had already stood behind Luo Qingyan.A white halo gathered on her hand, slowly pouring into her mind from the top of her head.After half a quarter of an hour, Luo Qingyan finally woke up.

Murong Yuran finished his work, his eyes were a bit complicated.

"She was greatly stimulated..."

He didn't understand what kind of entanglement this little girl had with his apprentice.Isn't she already married to Li'er?And they have a very good relationship as husband and wife, and they are inseparable.But looking at her words and deeds just now, it seems that she also has extraordinary feelings for him as a disciple.What exactly is going on?And Li'er obviously knew about it.He faintly felt that there was a shocking secret in it.

Not only was he puzzled, but everyone here, except Xiao Moli, who was well informed, and Ling Jueshang, who was half-knowledgeable, even Leng Yunshang, let alone Ouyang Hen, were also puzzled.

Xiao Moli lowered her head and looked at Luo Qingyan like a puppet, with a dull expression and no focus in her eyes.Feeling a pain in his heart, he hugged her tightly.

There was a sudden cracking sound in the air, and the sky turned from cloudy to clear.The two figures who wanted to be entangled separated and landed separately.

Xiao Huayu landed on his toes and took a few steps back, with surprise in his eyes, and then ridicule.

With a sound of 'dong', Leng Aotian fell to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in a 'poof'.

Luo Qingyan's body shook.

"Brother" Leng Yunshang turned pale, and ran over quickly.

Murong Yuran, Ling Jueshang, and Ouyang Hen jumped at the same time and started fighting with Xiao Huayu.

"Brother, how are you?" Leng Yunshang hugged Leng Aotian, with a panicked expression, and frantically wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qingyan suddenly woke up, pushed Xiao Moli away, and ran to Leng Aotian in a stumbling manner.She directly pushed Leng Yunshang away, and hugged Leng Aotian in her arms.

"Hao Ran, how are you?" She hugged him in a panic, not knowing where to put her hands.

Xiao Moli looked at the two, his eyes flashed, and then he joined the battle ahead.

"Yan'er..." Leng Aotian's viscera were damaged, he was already dying, when he heard the familiar call, he forced himself to open his eyes.Looking at the face in front of me crying like a tearful person, my heart hurts slightly.He reached out his hand to wipe away her tears, but he didn't have any strength.

"Don't...don't cry..." His voice was like a gnat, revealing a deep heartache.

"Okay, I won't cry..." Luo Qingyan sniffed, and hurriedly said, "Where do you hurt? Where..." She looked at him flusteredly, not knowing where his injury was, or whether there was still something left in his whole body. Which one is intact?
"Brother" Leng Yunshang was pushed to the ground by Luo Qingyan, quickly got up and squatted beside Leng Aotian.

"Brother, how are you?" Her eyes were red, although she knew this was the result, but when she saw it, she still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"No... cough cough cough... I'm fine..." Leng Aotian struggled to open his eyes, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to grab something.

"Yan... Yan'er..."

"I'm here..." Luo Qingyan quickly held his hand, "I'm here, I've always been here." Her voice was hoarse, and tears fell down again.

"Why...why did you do this?" She suppressed crying in a low voice, the pain in her heart was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.Tears flowed like a flood that opened the gate.

Leng Aotian looked at her, his eyes gradually became obsessed, and there was a layer of illusory color in his eyes.

"I love you"

Those three simple words made Luo Qingyan's tears flow even more violently, and she shook her head again and again.

"It's not worth it, I'm not worth it for you to do this, it's not worth it..."

"It's worth it." He looked at the teary-eyed man in front of him, with a gentle and pure smile on his lips.

"Yan'er...for you...let me...I can do anything...cough cough cough...I said...I said I will protect you, forever... forever..." She is the treasure in his heart, for her, even if He is willing to lose his life.

"So... Yan'er, don't blame yourself, and...don't feel guilty, you...you don't owe...you owe me anything...I only regret, I regret that I didn't...hold you tightly...for you...forever...forever You left me..." His eyes were suddenly filled with pain, which was the eternal pain in his heart.

"No—" With tears streaming down her face, she shook her head.

"You didn't apologize to me, no." Her throat was choked up, and every word she said was heart-piercing pain.

"You have been for me all your life, it is me... I am sorry for you... It is me... I have caused you... Otherwise, you would not fall into a different time and space, you would not..." She was so painful that she couldn't speak any more, so she could only groan Weep.

Leng Aotian looked at her, looked at her, and suddenly smiled.

"Yan'er, this is the first time... the first time I saw you cry. In the past... no matter what happened... you... you would never cry, you wouldn't cry..." He seemed tired, half-closed his eyes, his voice As light as a whisper.

"Such Yan'er...it makes people...distressed..."

Luo Qingyan cried even more fiercely, "So... so you did it on purpose, right, to see me cry on purpose, to make me worry on purpose, right?"

"Hehe..." He laughed, the blood on his lips kept overflowing, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Yeah, I want to see... Watch Yan'er relax... let out... let out a loud cry..." His heart was full of energy and blood, and he continued to force himself: "Even if Yan'er...even if she starts to cry... ...and the most...the most beautiful..." His black pupils once again showed the color of obsession.

"Yan'er is in my heart... forever... always the most beautiful in the world..."

"Hao Ran..." Luo Qingyan felt pain in her heart, she couldn't do anything except call his name.

"Brother..." Leng Yunshang also burst into tears, heartbroken.

"Yan'er" Leng Aotian suddenly grasped Luo Qingyan's hand tightly, and his gradually loose eyes reflected a determined look.

"Xiao Huayu has become a demon... Lingxi... Lingxi's swordsmanship can't... can't completely defeat him... I was entangled with him just now, he seemed to be fine...in fact...in fact, he has suffered internal injuries..." He frowned, trying hard Keep yourself awake.

"Hao Ran, stop talking, stop talking..." Luo Qingyan worried about his injury and hurriedly stopped him.

"No, Yan'er, it's too late if you don't say anything else." Leng Aotian took a deep breath, his eyes focused and serious.

"Listen to me... Hurry up... Hurry up and match his swords... Stab... Pierce the Heaven Spirit Point... That is the only flaw in Xuantian Divine Palm, I just... just tested it out just now... Hurry... Hurry up..."

Luo Qingyan raised her eyes anxiously, just in time to see several figures intertwined in the air separate, the black figure still standing, standing on the top of the mountain and laughing loudly, the laughter shook the sky.It shows his pride and arrogance.

Xiao Moli and the others were all injured, vomited blood, and their faces were slightly pale.

"Mo..." Luo Qingyan wanted to go up, but she was worried about Leng Aotian, and fell into a dilemma.

At this moment, a black shadow descended from the sky, it was Han Yan.At this moment, his icy handsome face was full of worry and anxiety, and he hurriedly came to Leng Aotian's side.

"master…"

Luo Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Take care of him," she immediately stood up after she finished speaking, and ran to Xiao Moli's side.

"Mo, how are you?" The tears on her face were still wet, and seeing that the white clothes on Xiao Moli's chest had been soaked with blood, her heart arose again in an instant, and her tears kept flowing.

"Where are you hurt?" She looked flustered and worried, and there was even panic and fear in her eyes.

Xiao Moli looked at her, seeing the obvious anxiety and worry in her eyes, and felt a little warm in her heart.

"I'm fine." He grabbed her hand, looked at her with gentle eyes, and his voice was as soft as the wind, blowing away the panic and fear in her heart.Her heart slowly fell back to the original place, but the tears still couldn't be stopped.Biting her lip tightly, she looked at him with tears in her eyes.His body was still trembling slightly, showing how scared he was.

Xiao Moli wiped away her tears with distress, "Don't cry, I'm fine..." Just now she was so sad because of Leng Aotian, he really felt a little uncomfortable.But now seeing her crying sadly, he couldn't bear it even more.

"Li'er..." Murong Yuran walked over slowly, clutching his chest.

"Quick...you two, unite your swords, now is the best time." There was awe and dignity on his pale face.

"Luo'er" Xiao Moli looked at Luo Qingyan with worry in his eyes.

Luo Qingyan took a deep breath, her eyes were clear and determined, and a cold air radiated from her whole body.

"Mo, two swords together" She flipped her wrist, and the sword that just fell on the ground was already in her hand, pointing straight at Xiao Huayu, who was laughing triumphantly, with deep hatred and killing intent in her eyes.

Xiao Moli looked at her unparalleled profile, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Okay." A wave of qi came out from the fingers of his left hand, and he held the 'Dragon Yin' sword that was knocked to the ground just now, and pointed at Xiao Huayu with a calm and composed expression.

Looking back at Luo Qingyan, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"The first style, love"

The two swords merged, and countless sword shadows appeared around, soft and beautiful, full of killing intent.Everyone was stunned at that moment, watching the countless petals suddenly falling from the sky, tender grass, flowers and trees began to grow on the originally barren grassland, just like the earth rejuvenating.Those two men in white were leaning together, their white clothes were like flowers, their bodies were like immortals, their eyebrows were picturesque, and they were overwhelming the world.

Xiao Huayu's laughter stopped, his eyes tightened, and his eyebrows flashed sternly.Recalling the Lingxi swordsmanship that the former master once said, it is really exquisite and unparalleled.Tianji really deserves to be a martial arts prodigy, and only he can create such a seemingly ordinary but exquisite sword technique.

Squinting his eyes, a black stream of air in his hand hit the two people shrouded in a purple halo.

Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli looked at each other and nodded slightly.The long swords in his hands parted and side by side, and a strong gangster slashed straight at the black air current.

The two gang qi collided in mid-air, and then burst.Then the three figures jumped up at the same time, intertwined endlessly in the air.

The two white shadows complemented each other perfectly, the coordination was perfect, the sword light was like a rainbow, and they continuously broke through the black aura emitted by Xiao Huayu with a lingering aura.In the blink of an eye, hundreds of tricks have been passed, Luo Qingyan and the two fought more and more courageously, but Xiao Huayu was struggling.He frowned, and a sinister light flashed across his eyes.

The people below were also dumbfounded and shocked.They were not only shocked by the infinite mystery of the Consonance swordsmanship, but also by the seamless coordination between Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli.At this time, the two seem to have become one person, no matter what moves the other side makes, the other side knows everything.That's why Xiao Huayu retreated again and again.

Murong Yuran looked at the increasingly intense purple halo in the sky, his eyes were filled with excitement and complexity, but also faintly with sadness and regret.He murmured to himself: "The mind is connected, and the world is invincible. This is the mystery of the Lingxi swordsmanship."

After hearing what he said, Ling Jueshang and Ouyang Hen looked sideways, and then their eyes darkened.Like-minded!The people who connected with her were not them, not...

Leng Aotian looked at the disillusioned figures in the sky, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a smile that seemed to be joyful but also dim.

Yan'er, that's great, your choice is right, he is the one who can stay with you forever...

"Cough cough cough..."

"Brother..." Leng Yunshang was recalled by his cough, and quickly turned to look at Leng Aotian with worried eyes.

"Master" Hanyan's eyes were also full of worry.

Murong Yuran turned his head, looked at Leng Aotian's pale and weak appearance, his eyes tightened, and he hurried over.

"Quick, help him up, and I'll heal him."

"Oh, good." Upon hearing this, Leng Yunshang quickly nodded in agreement, and carefully helped Leng Aotian up with Han Yan.

Murong Yuran sat on the ground, using both palms to rest on Leng Aotian's back.

"Master...Master...don't waste your efforts...It's useless..."

"Don't talk." Murong Yuran interrupted him, and concentrated on sending zhenqi into his body.

A smile appeared on the corner of Leng Aotian's mouth, "It's useless...I'm completely damaged...I'm already...weakened...Even if you pass all your internal energy...to me...it's useless..."

Murong Yuran frowned, he naturally knew that Leng Aotian was exhausted, but...

He sighed softly, "You still have something to tell her, don't you?"

Leng Aotian stared blankly, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Murong Yuran was seriously injured and was too busy to take care of himself, now Leng Aotian's internal organs are all damaged, no matter how deep his internal energy is, he still has more than enough energy.After a while, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

Seeing this, Leng Yunshang and Han Yan worked together to help Murong Yuran.

'Pfft' Leng Aotian spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Tian'er—" Murong Yuran withdrew his power, exclaimed, and hugged Leng Aotian's weightless body that fell backwards.

"elder brother-"

"Master—" Leng Yunshang and Han Yan collected their skills together and exclaimed.

In the air, Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli had already trapped Xiao Huayu with their joint efforts, when they suddenly heard exclamations from below.Luo Qingyan's heart tightened, she was slightly distracted, and her hand holding the sword loosened slightly.Just for a moment, the zhenqi condensed in the body surged wildly, and the internal force returned.His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood popped out.

Consonance swordsmanship can not help but be connected with one another, and once it is used, one must concentrate on it without the slightest distraction.But Luo Qingyan made a fatal mistake, one party suffered setbacks, and the other party naturally also suffered from internal force backlash.The light from the combination of the two swords dimmed slightly.

"Luo'er, don't be distracted." Xiao Moli hurriedly reminded, ignoring the surging blood in her body.However, it was too late. The moment they were distracted, Xiao Huayu had already been given a chance to fight back.I saw the black ball of light gathered in Xiao Huayu's hands again, hitting the two of them directly.

Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli were shocked at the same time, and hurriedly crossed their swords, but because they were too hasty, they were still slightly hit by the murderous aura emanating from the black light ball.The two vomited blood together, and they were about to fall from the sky.

"Luo'er—" Xiao Moli was shocked, slightly steadied his figure, and with his long arms, he had hugged Luo Qingyan's falling body in his arms.

Below, Ling Jueshang and Ouyang Hen breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Luo'er, how are you?" Xiao Moli immediately lowered his eyes to look at Luo Qingyan when he landed steadily on the ground, his eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay." Luo Qingyan raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled slightly.

A huge black stellar energy hit them again, carrying a piercing murderous aura.

"Be careful..." Xiao Moli hurriedly pushed Luo Qingyan away, and after regaining consciousness, the two of them turned around and stood together again, back to back.The long swords in their hands are juxtaposed, and they look at each other, and they all see the same expression in each other's eyes.

Fingers pushed the hilt of the sword, Lian Qing and Long Yin flew out together, the two turned around and made the same gesture with both hands.Lian Qing and Long Yin were running and shooting in the air as if they were alive, completely blocking the black light ball that Xiao Huayu fired again.

Luo Qingyan's eyes lit up, she looked at Xiao Moli and nodded.With a light tap of the toes, the toes of the right foot stood on Xiao Moli's left shoulder, and the two swords returned to their hands again.The two of them exerted force with their palms, and the long sword pierced through the air, and suddenly they merged into a sword in the air.Surrounded by a powerful purple airflow, petals of various colors fell one after another, forming a dragon and a phoenix flying and intertwining in the air.

That beautiful scene made the tens of thousands of soldiers fighting at the foot of the mountain raise their eyes, their eyes stunned in amazement.

Murong Yuran's eyes sparkled, and he was faintly excited.

"The last level of the Lingxi swordsmanship, where the dragon and the phoenix sing in harmony, is unparalleled in the world!"

In the midst of flying dragons and phoenixes, countless petals formed a stream of air, which shot straight into Xiao Huayu's Tianling acupoint with an unavoidable speed.Xiao Huayu's pupils shrank, his eyes widened, and he looked at the two surrounded by the purple halo in disbelief.The black ball of light in his hand is also gradually fading.

Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli would naturally not miss such an excellent opportunity, they clapped their palms together, and then two white halos emanated from their palms.Driven by the combination of love and dragons in the air, they flew straight to Xiao Huayu.

Xiao Huayu turned pale with shock, and before he had time to regret it, Lian Qing and Long Yin had already passed through his heart.

He stood there in a daze, his eyes staring as big as Tongling.In less than a moment, his body and spirit were gone, and he was wiped out.A gust of wind passed, and it disappeared without a trace.

The petals fluttering in the air fell, covering the bloody wreckage on the ground.

It was finally over, Luo Qingyan and Xiao Moli's strength was exhausted, at this moment they finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground.The few people around did not help them. After a day of fighting, it is time to take a good rest.
"Master..." Han Yan's untimely exclamation sounded, and Luo Qingyan was suddenly startled.Subconsciously raising his eyes, he saw Leng Aotian's expression collapsed, his hair was completely white, and blood was flowing from his mouth.

Her face turned pale, and "Hao Ran" didn't know where the strength came from, so she quickly ran over.

"Luo'er—" Xiao Moli stretched out her hand, but finally dropped it powerlessly.He was seriously injured, and he helped her bear half of the force when he caught Luo Qingyan in the air just now, and now he can no longer stand up.

"Hao Ran" Luo Qingyan effortlessly helped Leng Aotian up and hugged him in his arms.

"How are you? Ah?" She knew that Leng Aotian had reached the final limit, and had been holding on all the time so as not to die.Now, I'm afraid...

Suppressing the unconcealable grief and the sadness of wanting to cry in her heart, she didn't want him to worry about her at this time.

"Yan... Yan'er..." Leng Aotian's eyes that were about to close slowly opened when he felt the familiar breath, and the blurry figure in front of him gradually became clear.

He grinned, "Yan'er..."

"Hao Ran..." Luo Qingyan finally couldn't hold back, tears flowed down one by one, dripping onto his heart.

"Yan'er...don't cry...I can die in your...your arms, God...God has treated me...very...very kindly." He was almost unable to hold on, and if he didn't say something, he would never have another chance.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" She shook her head hoarsely, her face full of self-blame and guilt.

"You've never been sorry to me, it's me, I'm sorry to you."

"No." Leng Aotian shook his head weakly, "Yan'er, don't blame yourself, I don't want to see... seeing you like this..."

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