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On the surface, Yueying, who looked no different from ordinary people, walked to Chen Qiao.

The messenger armor on the horse's back not far away frowned in contrast to the portrait.

The crowd in front of the gate of Iron King City was still noisy.

Chen Qiao was irritated and had no patience. He felt that it would be impossible to reason with these people. He simply waved his hand and ignored him and turned around and left.

Yueying's eyes were blind, but his heart was as bright as a mirror. He noticed that Chen Qiao, the commander of the city patrol army, was about to turn around and leave. His steady pace suddenly became windy and he rushed out in one step.

The commander armor from the leader not far away stared at the portrait with horror. He recognized that the Yueying disciple was the escapee of Tianji Pavilion and raised his head, pointed at the restless figure and shouted: "Catch him!"

The moon shadow disciple, like the wind, reached out to capture Chen Qiao, the commander who was over 60 years old. The shiny short blade in his hand pressed against Chen Qiao's neck. He looked at Xuwu with empty eyes: "Go away!"

The sudden unrest made many people run away in their arms and disperse in an instant.

The only one in the crowd was stunned and could not believe what was happening in front of him.

The soldiers guarding the city in front of the city gate turned their spearheads and even came from all directions.

The commander held a bow and crossbow in his hand and secretly aimed at the Yueying disciple who had already sent Xiaoqi out of the city with a determined desire to die.

"Let's go..." Yueyingtuo shouted again.

Mo Xiangqi came to his senses, took out the long sword from the crescent pendant and held it in his hand. Looking at the crossbow that was sending the commander armor, Mo Xiangqi jumped up, swung the sword and slashed it, and a sword light was used to cut horizontally.

And come out.

Several soldiers on the horse's back were cut open by sword light, and screamed repeatedly, and overturned the horse.

The man in the leader had already achieved a high level of the Yuanshen realm, and his realm was quite good. He broke away from the horse's back when Mo Xiangqi drew his sword and drew his sword to slash at the Yueying disciple who was holding Chen Qiao hostage.

Chen Qiao, who was held on his neck with a short knife, was very scared. He didn't expect that this would happen on the last day of duty. He quickly begged for mercy: "Brother, please spare me, please spare me... There is a high hall on Chen Qiao

If you have a wife and children, you can't lose your life for nothing…”

The Yueying Tu shouted: "Shut up! Let them retreat!"

"quick!"

Chen Qiao, who felt the sharp and chilling blade, nodded in panic: "Go back, retreat... all of them are for me."

The leader's commander armor and swords came: "After the general's order, he captured the remnants of Tianji Pavilion. Those who can capture him alive must be rewarded!" The commander armor on the photogenic spirit was cut down with one knife, and was blocked by Mo Xiangqi raising his sword to the head.

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The young master of Tianji Pavilion, who has a cultivation level in the Spiritual Cave realm, has a short blade appeared in his left hand again. When the long sword in his right hand resisted the sword, the short blade in his left hand was delivered to his body at the same time.

The short blade stabbed the chest of the messenger armor.

It's hard to defend.

In those horrifying eyes, Mo Xiangqi pulled out the short blade, blood gushed, and then kicked it away with one kick.

"Fourth brother."

She leaned against Yueyingzhe and warned her.

More and more soldiers came to siege, and Yueying disciples held Chen Qiao hostage and retreated towards the city gate, constantly...

"Go open the city gate."

With an order, Mo Xiangqi started a killing attack, turned around and met several soldiers behind the city gate, threw out the short blade in his hand, and several rounds to cut all the soldiers who were swinging their swords.

Mo Xiangqi opened the heavy city gate and turned around and looked at Yueying's disciple: "Fourth Brother."

Seeing that the two remnants of the Tianji Pavilion held commander Chen Qiao and fled out of the city, they knew that the soldiers who could not afford such a crime and the general's furious could not care about the safety of the commander.

Someone shouted the sound of killing, and the soldiers who were surging like a tide suddenly turned red and rushed towards the wide open city gate.

Yueyingtu stepped back and retreated beside Mo Xiangqi. He freed up his thick palm and pressed it on Xiaoqi's thin shoulders: "Xiaoqi left first." Yueyingtu lifted it hard and threw Mo Xiangqi out of the city.

Then he kicked Chen Qiao away, hit the soldiers who rushed towards him frantically, and fell down.

Yueying Patriarch looked back and stared at Xiaoqi deeply. The Qimei he loved so much.

He is a blind man.

The moment he looked back, there was still darkness in his eyes.

He could not see Xiaoqi's face, nor could he see Xiaoqi's eyes and worries.

He just wanted Xiaoqi to take a look at him and finally take a look at his smile.

So he grinned.

Yueyingtu has always been a serious person, and his smile has always been very immature and naive.

That face was reflected in Mo Xiangqi's mind. Xiaoqi, who felt that he would lose his fourth brother forever, cried anxiously. In his eyes full of tears, the gate of the Iron King City closed with a loud bang, and the figure of the Yueying disciple turned into a roar.

The black line disappeared behind the city gate.

"Fourth Brother!"

Mo Xiangqi fell outside the city, and then he climbed up desperately, ran to the city gate, slapped the city gate like crazy, and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Fourth Brother! Don't leave Xiaoqi behind!

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"Don't leave Xiaoqi behind..."

"Please!"

"Fourth brother..."

She could clearly hear the fierce fighting behind the city gate.

The mixed sounds came to the ears, accompanied by a burst of angina pain, like a sharp knife stabbed into the heart.

I remembered Mo Xiangqi, who was suffering from bloodbath in Yueying Villa ten years ago, and I was in great pain at this moment.

But she doesn't have time to be sad.

Several guards with Yuanshen Realm Cultivation jumped down from the city tower, and rushed towards Mo Xiangqi with a killing sword.

Xiaoqi wiped his tears and took a step forward to defend the enemy, but he heard the voice of the fourth brother coming from behind the city gate, which seemed like the final farewell, and was angry: "Go and find me, Third brother!"

She heard the sound of falling to the ground behind the door and heard countless cold soldiers piercing into the flesh and blood.

In an instant, Mo Xiangqi's heart sank.

Her little hand holding the sword suddenly burst into blue veins, and the face that had lost its beauty from now on became cold, as cold as a sword.

She walked towards several Iron King City guarding generals with the cultivation level of the Yuanshen realm opposite.

She began to kill the enemy wildly, and then ran away wildly.

...

night.

The rare world event in ten years, Bodhi Academy recruited students three days ago.

The new generation of students have chosen the Six Character Gate, which is a real stay in the academy and starts a journey of cultivation.

Luo Changfeng, who was respected as the Taoist priest, undoubtedly became the highest-ranking Taoist guardian in the academy and also served as the master of the Sichuan character. However, due to the rebuilding of the academy and various reasons, this year's Sichuan character corpus has no admissions, so there is no

The Dust Taoist Temple has not been opened either.

However, the Forgetful River is not deserted.

Nangong Jiu, Liu Shisan, and Song Lingyun moved in with his master and his wife, and they were always naughty for several days.

...

When they learned that tomorrow morning, Jiang Manlou, Chongyang, Shen Tianxin and Nancy Han would leave, Luo Changfeng invited everyone to the Peach Blossom Forest in the outer courtyard for a small gathering.

When several people arrived, they unexpectedly found that Yue and the other two who had been searching for no trace were actually drunk alone in this peach blossom forest for a long time.

In the forest where flowers are flying all over the sky, the backs of the moon and the other two seem lonely.

The picture seemed to correspond to a poem, which made people couldn't help but think of: a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.