Thunderbolt Single Sword God

Ink painting peak.

Haoxue reflects the clouds in the center.

The bedroom is quiet and elegant, filled with lingering and elegant fragrance, and the surroundings of the bed are beautiful and elegant, with snow-white gauze hanging down and tassels swaying in the wind.

Ying Hongxue had a weird expression, staring at her husband Mo Yunhao intently. She should have been very happy when he returned from practicing, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Whoever's husband returns, holds a sculpture of a beautiful girl for no reason, and tells you with a serious face that this sculptured girl is actually a living person.

Yinghongxue was very gentle and considerate, she didn't feel dissatisfied with Mo Yunhao, but she was speechless and wanted to laugh.

"Xue'er, the details are so fantastic, it was a complete accident, now we have to find a way to make her recover first."

Mo Yunhao looked helpless, he used his spiritual thoughts to probe the statue of Xiang Spirit Stones, and from time to time there would be special real energy fluctuations, this spell is quite strange, so it needs to be studied carefully.

"Husband, what should I do?"

Yinghongxue's brows were tightly furrowed, she had already searched, but she couldn't get rid of the headache, she just wanted to let the girl sculpt and leave her husband.

No matter what kind of spell or spell, the essence is the transformation of true essence or the spirit of nothingness. Although Mo Yunhao can't solve it with the way of spell, he can annihilate it from the source.

"Xue'er, I have a solution."

Mo Yunhao thought for a long time. He was already proficient in the art of creating life with blood, so he decided to seal it with the real ice of the sun, supplemented by the real fire of the sun to burn it out, and get rid of the mutation of the magic in Xiangling's body from the root.

Between words.

In an instant, the sculpture of Xiangling was swept by the real ice of the sun, completely frozen 250 times, and the real fire of the sun rose and burned, and gradually invaded the sculpture, giving it the baptism of divine fire.

"My lord, it worked.

Ying Hongxue's beautiful eyes brightened slightly, and she said with joy, she found that the ten fingers of Xiangling's sculpture had silently faded from petrification, and transformed into a green onion-like catkin.

in this way.

After several hours.

Backlash Xiangling's spell was completely expelled and annihilated by Mo Yunhao from the root, and restored to its real body.

Mo Yunhao handed the unconscious Xiang Ling to his wife Ying Hongxue to take care of him, and twisted his stiff neck, feeling quite speechless.

Then he drank a cup of tea and walked to the next room.

now.

Ying Hongxue was putting on a brocade quilt for Xiangling, while Ling Boying held Meow in his arms and poked his head, curiously observing the sleeping light girl.

"It's so hard to come to a difficult place, why bother?"

Mo Yunhao glanced at Xiang Ling, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and sighed inwardly.

Where is the plight?

I don't know when people will return to the West.

Everything is like a mirror image.

In fact, Mo Yunhao didn't quite agree with Xiangling's approach, he might as well be with his sister, if Xiangling wakes up, if she chooses to leave, then she can only respect her choice.

"The girl is fine, it's just that her mental exhaustion was too much, so she fell into a coma.

Ying Hongxue was very curious in her heart, she didn't know where this girl from outside the universe came from, let's ask after she wakes up.

"Well, let's talk about it when she wakes up, Cher, I'll go to rest (ajah) first.

Mo Yunhao has practiced in the outer starry sky for a long time, and now he returns home, wanting to sleep comfortably.

"Husband, you go."

Ying Hongxue knew that her husband had returned from practicing, and before she had rested much, she expended a lot of effort to drive away the petrification of Xiangling, she said tenderly and considerately.

the next day.

Waking up slowly, a ray of sunlight greeted her eyes.

Xiang Ling's beautiful eyes opened, her mind was stabbed like lightning, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, she moved uncomfortably, her eyes were full of doubts, where is this?

Snow-white curtains, faint sandalwood lingering, through the hollow carved tallow window, the sun is slightly warm, I found a brocade quilt covering my body, and the decoration of the whole room is fresh and leisurely.

"Girl, are you awake?"

From Ling Boying's narration, Ying Hongxue knew that the girl next door had woken up, so she came to check on the situation, and said softly and concernedly.

"Where are you? Where am I?"

Xiang Ling was full of confusion, when she heard Ying Hongxue's voice, she turned her head to look at the bedside.

The alluring girl in a light green dress, and a delicate girl beside her, lowered her guard slightly and asked politely.

"This is my home, girl, what is your name?"

Ying Hongxue smiled softly, helped Xiang Ling up, let her sit firmly against the head of the bed, and ordered Ling Boying to pour a cup of tea.

"My name is Xiang Ling."

Xiang Lingxiu blinked, recalling the scene before she fell into a coma, but she couldn't remember it, and she even forgot why she was in a coma.

"Xiang Ling, what are you doing in a difficult place?"

Ying Hongxue borrowed the tea brought by Ling Boying, handed it to Xiangling, and asked gently. Although she knew that Xiangling came from Yuwai, she was not ashamed and asked directly about Xiangling's origin.

"I, I'm here to find a friend."

Xiang Ling replied with a little hesitation, suddenly in his heart, it turned out that this place was called a miserable place, and he didn't know where Wei Zi would be now. Thinking of this, Xiang Ling looked in a trance.

"Oh, that's it, Xiang Ling, then you should rest more and take care of yourself before you can go to him. Just tell Xiaoying what you need."

Seeing Xiangling's trance-like appearance, Yinghongxue understood a lot in her heart. She missed her husband in the past, so why not, so she didn't want to disturb Xiangling's rest anymore.

"Ah, sister, I don't know your name?"

Seeing that Ying Hongxue and Ling Boying were about to leave, Xiang Ling realized that it was too impolite for her to be distracted just now, so she hurriedly called out with a pretty blushing face.

"Yinghongxue, Xiangling, you should have a good rest."

Ying Hongxue replied with a gentle smile, she had a good impression of Xiang Ling, and then she and Ling Boying walked towards the door.

"Sister Hongxue, thank you."

Xiang Ling was very grateful, if it wasn't for Ying Hongxue to take her in, she would really not know what to do when she first came to a difficult situation.

After Ying Hongxue and the others left, Xiang Ling sat quietly on the bedside, thoughtful, when she was in a coma, she seemed to vaguely see mysterious and vast eyes, who could this person be?

In her mind, a series of images kept flickering, some blurred and some clear, which made her keep thinking about it, but she still couldn't remember it.

What's going on here?

Why does this blurry image always appear in my mind? What is going on?

suddenly.

Xiang Ling felt that there seemed to be a cloud of white mist shining in her mind, surrounding her whole brain, making her dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

"What's the situation? Could it be that my head was hit before I passed out?"

Xiang Ling was puzzled, and stretched out his hands to cover his head, trying to relieve the slightest pain, but couldn't think of anything.

Xiang Ling couldn't remember, so it was because Mo Yunhao moved a little bit, so how could Mo Yunhao make Xiang Ling remember the embarrassing things?

The wind on the riverside is blowing slightly, and the wicker branches of the weeping willows on the bank are gently fluttering, and the surface of the river is shimmering, reflecting a solemn body.

Mo Yunhao was in a good mood, a mysterious light flashed in his palm, and the Ultimate Underworld Emperor emerged in his palm, transforming into a golden fishing rod, and then threw the rod into the river.

On the grass next to it, there is a snow-white lazy cat lying, its eyes are shining brightly, its eyes are fixed on the fishing rod, and it wants to eat big braised crucian carp very much.

"Husband, are you fishing?"

Ying Hongxue led Ling Boying, and the two came to the bank of Lushui River. They were surprised to find that Mo Yunhao was fishing today, so they turned their attention to Meow.

"Ha, nothing to do, Xue'er, she's awake."

Mo Yunhao smiled, turned his eyes to look at the center of the river, there was a big crucian carp in the middle, he easily manipulated the real yuan, so that the bait flew to the big crucian carp.

"Well, her name is Xiang Ling. She said she came to find friends in a difficult situation. I don't know anything else. She just woke up, so I'm too embarrassed to ask."

Ying Hongxue smiled sweetly, and said to Mo Yunhao, once she got acquainted with Xiang Ling, Xiang Ling would speak up if she wanted to. Although Ying Hongxue was curious about the origin of Xiang Ling, she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

"Well, that's fine too."

Mo Yunhao nodded slightly. He naturally knew the origin and even the purpose of Xiang Ling, but it was too troublesome to explain, so he simply pretended not to know.

Even if Xiangling wants to go back, if she still remembers the location of the universe in Sikanjie, Mo Yunhao can send her back now.

"Ha, I'm hooked."

Seeing the shaking of the fishing rod, Ling Boying's face was full of joy, and she shouted happily, she has not yet cultivated to Innate, and she can't eat grains, and she also wants to eat big braised crucian carp.

"Xiaoying, take it back.

Mo Yunhao smiled and handed the big crucian carp to Ling Boying. It has been more than ten years since he returned to Mohua Peak, and Ling Boying has grown into a graceful young girl.

"Um."

Ling Boying nodded excitedly, carried the big crucian carp and returned to the Mohua Bieyuan. Seeing this, Miaowu couldn't wait to catch up.

Mo Yunhao and Ying Hongxue couldn't help smiling.

Warm sun and gentle breeze in the afternoon.

Mo Yunhao embraced Ying Hongxue, full of affection, and the two walked by the river. The husband and wife hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and this was the moment of tenderness for each other.