Just missing a red scarf and a ruler.

"Senior brother... I feel that this body looks so strange."

Shan Wuque blushed and looked at Subei with some embarrassment.

Even if she is as nervous as her, wearing this dress still feels a strange atmosphere.

Subei got up and said righteously:

"Junior sister, I think this dress suits you very well!"

"My suggestion is that you wear this dress when you come to me in the future, but don't wear it out normally..."

"..."

"really?"

Shan Wuque blinked, his eyelashes trembled, and he said happily:

"But why can't you wear it out?"

"Junior sister feels that although this dress is a little unaccustomed to wearing, it fits very well and is unexpectedly light."

"Well, it's much more convenient than that complicated dress!"

"..."

Subei's breathing was slightly disordered, looking directly at Shan Wuque's Qiushui pupils.

Do you want to tell her that if she wears this outfit and is seen by Senior Sister and Ninth Junior Sister, she will have to flatten her sword peak?

After thinking about it, he got up and put his hands on his back, and said with a serious face:

"Junior sister, you have to know that there are only two such pants for a brother!"

"What if you wear it out and let others see it?"

"They will definitely ask for it from Senior Brother, because Senior Brother is very close to you!"

"We are good buddies, good old iron, and this is for you."

"Ice silkworms are hard to find..."

"Come, hold this stick in your hand."

Shan Wuque nodded, looked at Subei with a stunned expression, and subconsciously took the stick that Subei handed him.

"I understand! Senior brother."

"But what's the use of this stick?"

With his hands on his back, Subei looked at the distant mountain peaks, the geese flying on the mountain peaks, and the female disciples of the Sword Sect who were laughing and practicing under the mountain peaks.

The skin is like snow, the face is flawless, and the eyebrows are staring. Just standing there gives people a feeling of peace of mind.

The whole body exudes the arrogant temperament of a peerless sword fairy!

There is no way to imitate that kind, after countless years of precipitation, arrogance and indifference......

Then he seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was asking the two women behind him, and said quietly:

"Do you know Kenshin?"

Kenshin?

Hearing this, Xiao Ruoqing's eyes narrowed, and her ears perked up.

Master is about to preach!

Shan Wuque also took a deep breath and looked at Subei with extremely solemn eyes.

She knew that the fifth senior brother's understanding of kendo was probably not comparable to anyone in the world.

With just a few words, he almost broke through to the middle stage of returning to the void.

Every word of the senior brother contains the motto of the Great Dao!

"Appreciate further details!"

Subei stretched out his hand, as if to grab the sun in the sky, and said slowly:

"Jianxin, also known as the heart's eye!"

"Be unparalleled for the swordsman! Don't hesitate! There is no opponent!"

"When there is a sharp sword, a sharp eye faith!"

"willing to challenge!"

"do you understand?"

Shan Wuque lowered his head and silently digested the powerful information that Subei had instilled in himself.

Xiao Ruoqing looked at the two of them dumbfounded, staring at them and turning back and forth:

Is it because his level is too low?Can't understand what Master is saying?

But he really didn't understand what he was saying...

Just like this inexplicable and wonderful exercise that he found for himself.

Is there something here that I haven't understood?

Sure enough, even if he was reborn again, Subei is still that terrifying man with a careful mind and unpredictable!

It's too difficult to kill him by yourself!

suddenly!

Shan Wuque, who had been silent all this time, seemed to understand something and looked at the stick in his hand.

Then, holding the stick in one hand, he stretched forward, facing the sky and the sea of ​​clouds!

A light drink:

"Sharp sword, sharp eyes!"

"Unparalleled Challenge!"

"..."

......

21 states, Dongfeng ancient country, Mohist.

Clang!

A sword!

With a melodious sword cry, it resounded in this valley.

The silver-haired woman was expressionless, letting the blood of the north wind wolf in front of her spread over her body.

Wander the white corpse at once!

On that delicate face, the eyebrows are slender and the corners of the mouth are thin, with a bit of indifference.

He slowly pulled out the long sword, which was not stained with any blood, from the wolf's corpse, and said lightly:

"The first one."

Just after the silver-haired woman beheaded the wolf, a group of onlookers walked towards the woman with a smile, and the discussions were endless:

"Miss Mo Li is so talented that I have never seen it before!"

"Yeah! You already have the sense of aura, the sword body, sword heart, and sword bone are all there! Such a talent..."

"It's just a North Wind Wolf, but Miss Mo Li has three swords!"

"Among the graduates of this class, Miss Mo Li is also an absolute leader."

"With such talent, the ten 21 immortal sects in 985 states are absolutely up to the lady to choose!"

"..."

Chapter 20 Dig my sword bone, destroy my sword heart...

The cold wind rustled, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The Mo Family is one of the four great families in the Ancient Dongfeng Kingdom, and the family also has countless channels of news among the various immortal gates.

Some of the sect news that are not particularly important do not need to wait for the publicity of those sects to be released, they are already known in advance.

While the Mo clan members were discussing, the silver-haired woman stood quietly beside the dead North Wind Wolf corpse.

Silver-white Suluo clothes embroidered with phoenixes, and silver smoke gauze skirts dragging the floor.

Dai's eyebrows are wide open, and the silver temples are thick with the smell of frost and snow.

The three thousand silver hair was not tied up, but was naturally scattered behind him, with a silver phoenix hair ornament lightly pinned on his head.

The woman's face doesn't look like she's [-] years old, but the proportions of the curves on her side are perfect!

- It can be said to be towering!

Even a loose Sora skirt can hardly hide the proud capital.

His eyebrows were like spring water, and his whole face was like a flawless jade, with a thrilling beauty, and there was not a single blemish to be seen.

But the fly in the ointment is that her eyes are too cold, with a sense of contempt that does not belong to this age.

"Li'er, not bad!"

Amid the chatter of the crowd, a middle-aged man stroking his beard slowly walked towards Mo Li with a smile in his eyes.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth curved into an arc, and nodded to the man.

"Father!"

The voice is clear and indifferent, without a trace of impurities, like a clear jade sword that has been washed away by fine dust.

The people around also laughed and said, holding up the "stinky feet" of the middle-aged man:

"Hello, master!"

"Well, what a happy new year, Patriarch."

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