Intruders of the Moon World

It is not the affection between brothers and sisters, but the affection between men and women, between opposite sexes, a greedy monster called "love".

If you use the simplest language to describe Ye Qing's feelings for Xiaoling, it is like a magic ointment mixed with honey and spices. There are two spoons used to make it, which are the exclusive desire of "never let go" and "Never separate" paranoia.

Can this really be called "love"?

There are many forms of love, and there may be more reasonable and happy tender love.

But Ye Qing can't control that much, this is his unique love!

"Right now, all I want is one sentence."

Xiaoling's clear pupils reflected Ye Qing's familiar face.

"Qing, what is your answer?"

"I--"

"if!"

Xiao Ling's body trembled: "If... If the answer is negative, then it goes without saying... You know, I never like fairy tales with tragic endings.

Better to never hear the ending than to know that the Little Mermaid and her loving heart have turned into a frothy phantom..."

I think the story of the two of us will not end in tragedy.

No, I will never allow it to become a tragedy!

"You...you're such an idiot." Ye Qing lightly picked up Xiaoling's hand on his chest, folded his hands together and held it firmly.

Hearing Ye Qing's words, Xiaoling's shoulders shook, afraid that he would say something unacceptable next.

Ye Qing's tone has never been so gentle, like the moonlight in spring.

"Idiot, don't you know after being with me for so long...I, like you, don't like sad stories!"

Ye Qing smiled at Xiao Ling, exerted strength with both hands, a soft force was transmitted to Xiao Ling, her whole body involuntarily leaned forward, and naturally fell into Ye Qing's arms.

Then it went dark——

"Well!"

The eyes were closed naturally, and in the darkness, the only thing that could be felt was the burning heat from the lips. It was a kiss like a fire, burning Kannazuki Rei's consciousness.

The wall of soul between the two was broken by a simple kiss, and it penetrated mercilessly, and the fragments that were destroyed into stars scattered in the endless rotation.

Although the two hearts are still independent individuals at this moment, they have indeed been connected by a bridge between heaven and earth that is taller than the Tower of Babel.

lips.

It was the first time someone had her lips taken away.

Xiaoling opened her eyes timidly, and what she saw was Ye Qing's overly serious face.

"A little bit shy...is it okay to use this as an answer?"

Seeing him say this in a serious manner, Xiaoling couldn't help laughing immediately.

That's who I like.

He is not romantic, his appearance is only average, he doesn't like my cooking, he is not good at dealing with beautiful girls, there are many, many secrets that I don't know.

Sometimes he is old-fashioned, sometimes very childish, making people unpredictable.

He likes to swing a sword like an idiot until his body is drenched in sweat, and he also likes to practice in uninhabited mountains and forests, living a life completely different from normal people.

Talking about the staggering philosophy of life, he has the same understanding of the world as an old monk, but he hates green peppers like a child, and his picky eaters have not changed since he was a child.

He is neither considerate of girls' feelings, nor knows anything about trends, and the number of friends will not exceed one hand.

He obviously likes a tidy environment but makes a mess of his own room, no matter how many times he preaches, he will deal with it with a smile.

He is always too serious, even when he expresses his love, he always looks like he is on the battlefield. His serious look makes people laugh, and he can't find anything that can be called romantic.

He has countless flaws.

But why?

I like him so much.

Like like like like like like like like like - there are no words that can describe my mood at the moment except like.

If you have to find one, maybe it is "love".

"Idiot~"

Lips meet again, but the offensive and defensive momentum has been reversed.

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Standing on the ground, trying to touch the sky - this is the meaning of "Skyscraper".

Since it is named after it, the hugeness of the Ferris wheel is also conceivable. Standing under it has the illusion of being crushed by the world, and looking at the top, you will think that the top of the sky is just a layer of paper.

But I don't know when, many "spots" appeared on this huge metal giant wheel, eroding this giant bit by bit from bottom to top.

If you get closer, you will find that the real body of the spots is actually a "person" who gathers together and pulls each other up.

They were wearing full-cover metal armor, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but each of them had a strong figure, like a heroic warrior who walked out of a mythical text.

Although they look cumbersome, their movements are very stable, and they climb up slowly and firmly on the steel frame of the Ferris wheel bit by bit!

Just like the soldiers who attacked the city with ants in ancient times, facing the huge difference in size of the city wall, they still marched unswervingly, upwards, until the top!

The ferris wheel is constantly turning, and some of them are constantly being thrown off, but some of them are constantly standing up and climbing up again, going on and on, as long as the body made of steel and clay does not collapse, they will faithfully execute orders.

This is the familiar named "Suzheng Knight". Although he is a ruthless puppet, he is indeed a qualified fighter.

The target is a few specific cockpits, the passengers inside to be precise.

When the upright knight who made the fastest progress climbed onto one of the target cockpits, in order to resist the inertia of the Ferris wheel, he lay on his stomach.

Just as he stabilized his figure, he was about to raise the big sword to stab down, when a section of the dark red blade pierced the top, piercing his chest!

The sharp blade repeatedly slashed along the incision, cutting the top of the cockpit of the knight belt into two without hindrance like a hot knife cutting butter!

This solemn knight lost his mobility, and fell into tatters automatically... But immediately after, other knights rushed up, and they didn't act alone, but a whole five of them!

With their strong bodies, they are all hugged in a small cockpit, which is naturally very crowded. Some grab the levers, some hang from the bottom, and some lie on the top.In this way, even if they didn't attack, the steel frame supporting the cockpit would still be suppressed by their weight, making dangerous creaking sounds.

Just when the knights were about to shake the cockpit and let it fall with them, several cold lights erupted from the cockpit, all of which disappeared in the blink of an eye!

It is as fast and sharp as a gust of wind, but it is extremely precise. The seemingly wide-open slashing did not damage any key structures, so that the cockpit can still be firmly connected to the main body of the Ferris wheel.

The bodies of the five solemn knights stiffened together, and the hard armor turned into countless fragments like cardboard, and fell down...

The dark red katana made two cuts on the top, creating a skylight that only allows one person to pass through, the figure flashed, and Ye Qing stood firmly on the cockpit.

He looked up and down with a cold face, and gave a "bah" to the solemn knight who was pressing down like ants climbing a mountain, and said extremely displeased: "Bastard, show me the atmosphere!!!"

Xiaoling in the cockpit was still sitting steadily, without any sign of panic, and even clapped her hands to applaud Ye Qing: "Oh oh, Xiao Qing is so good! You are so handsome with knives!"

She doesn't seem to take what happened just now to her heart at all. The mighty and tall knight is not a threat to her. Maybe it's because Ye Qing is omnipotent in her heart. I believe he can protect herself well. .

Accepting Xiaoling's cheering, Ye Qing smiled calmly, and in his hand, a high air stream blew across the blade, making a leisurely sound like a dragon's chant.

At this time, Ye Qing and Xiao Ling's positions are still rising, and they haven't passed the midpoint of the height of the Ferris wheel, so the solemn knights who climbed along the steel frame are higher than Ye Qing in terms of height.

But facing the condescending and numerous enemies, Ye Qing was fearless, raised his saber, took a few steps like climbing a mountain, and was already in close contact with the vanguard of the solemn knight.The expected fierce battle did not happen, Muramasa cut off the knights' feet one after another with a simple but direct trajectory.

The knights who lost their balance just fell down like this, there was no room for resistance, Ye Qing turned the disadvantage in height into an advantage, constantly abolishing the legs of the solemn knights.

Their weapons didn't even have a chance to touch Ye Qing, they obviously had all the strength, but in the end they couldn't do anything and fell down into a ball of scrap iron.

Ye Qing is dealing with a large number of iron warriors with seemingly no technical content at all, although the enemy is outnumbered, he is calm, every swing of the knife has an indescribable freehand brushwork!

After only five or six steps forward, Ye Qing stopped, stepped back and stepped on a corner of the steel frame to stabilize his figure.

Due to the special terrain of the Ferris wheel, which is constantly moving, it is impossible to climb up from the outside to attack. The only way is to climb up from the center along the steel frame.So as long as Ye Qing can hold this place, he can guarantee the absolute safety of Xiao Ling in the rear cockpit.

"Battered copper and iron..."

Ye Qing said disdainfully: "Under this terrain, even if there are ten thousand of them, they still don't want to break through my defense line!"

That's right, because of the terrain they were restricted to attack from one direction, and they couldn't swarm up to take advantage of their numbers, but Ye Qing would easily shoot them down if they were few in number—this kind of situation can be described as "one man is in control and ten thousand men can't open it"!

"As expected of you, although the swordsmanship just now seems simple and simple, it is close to perfection in terms of proportion, strength and angle control.

The transformation of the sword's posture can be completed within a breath. After defeating one enemy, it will defeat the next one with more momentum. The use of "qi" has reached the peak. There is no need to consider the consumption of physical strength. Get stronger and stronger!

Wow, that's really beautiful swordsmanship. It's been a long time since I've encountered such an exquisite sword dance, so I'm a little excited. "

Beyond the limit that ordinary swordsmen can hold, the Nodachi, which is almost two meters long, pierced the harsh wind and swung it casually a few times. The solemn knights in front fell down one after another. It became "sluggish" and began to disintegrate in mid-air.

In this way, there is no longer any barrier between the person who gave the compliment and Ye Qing, and he can see the other person's true face.

"It's such a nostalgic face..." the Fengya swordsman with a long sword on his shoulder sighed, "It's been a long time, I didn't expect you to have no change at all, the farewell scene is just like yesterday."

"call......"

Ye Qing's expression darkened, then he calmed down, and said indifferently: "I imagined the scene of meeting again, but I never thought it would be in this situation. But since we met, let me just say something."

His expression softened for a moment: "Long time no see, Ajin."

The unknown swordsman smiled lightly: "It's better to call me Kojiro now, Big Brother Qing"

The gossip is over, return to calm, keep one's mind, and the sword will come out when the sound falls.

So far, the old story has been narrated, and there is no need for questions and answers. You can know Shengui Jianshin only with the blade in your hand.

The light of the sword rises, and the sound of the sword and halberd is like rain!

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The winter sun shines on the rotating giant wheel, reflecting two dancing long swords.

Cut off the wind, cut off the pressure of the sword, cut off each other's qi, cut off each other's momentum, and even cut off the dance of reflections of light and shadow!

There is no intention of giving in, and there is no reason to back down. I put my mind on the sword and swung the absolute sword without stagnation and ignorance, just to cut the heart of the opponent's sword.

Between advancing and retreating is the clear and flawless sword shadow, and the breath is filled with a icy cold light for an instant.