The demon witch is her white moonlight

The twilight is all together, and the green grass and trees in the mountains and forests are glowing red under the setting sun.

Le Xiaoyi stood in front of the courtyard for a whole day, and finally waited for the classmate who came to replace him: "Le Xiaoyi, it's time, go and rest."

"It will be hard work for you next." Le Xiaoyi greeted the other party, and dragged his tired body back to the residence.

This room is small, with very simple furnishings. The bed is covered with a layer of straw mats and a straw pillow. The windows are not closed tightly, and there is some air leakage.

Le Xiaoyi got used to this, sat cross-legged on the bed and rested for a while, seeing that it was getting late outside, so he got up and took out a sword tightly wrapped in cloth from under the pillow.

She went to the woods behind the yard in the dark, walked a little further, and reached an open space in a secluded place. After confirming that there was no one around, she unwrapped the cloth bag on the sword with great care.

The sword is an old sword, but it is kept very carefully, and the blade is polished brightly, which shows the care.

The fingertips gently caressed the scabbard, and a trace of melancholy flashed across the drooping eyebrows and eyes.

Immediately he drew the sword out of its sheath, only to hear a sound of squeak, as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, the sword moved with the wind, and drew like a dragon.

Le Xiaoyi danced his sword in the forest, he was familiar with the sword moves by heart, every move was flowing like clouds and flowing water.

The breeze came, and the leaves rustled, as if matching Le Xiaoyi's ethereal posture when she danced the sword, quietly blowing the hem of her clothes.Le Xiaoyi was only wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, and he danced the sword in his hand as if he was out of the world.

When the sword move reached the key point, Le Xiaoyi raised the true energy in his body and poured it into the sword in his hand. The moment the move was made, the sound of the wind stopped abruptly.

The moves were interrupted abruptly, and the follow-up was weak.

The hand holding the sword trembled violently, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang, splashing a cloud of dust.

She staggered, squatted and curled up covering her shoulders, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, showing a painful expression.

Le Xiaoyi was injured before coming to Sword God Sect, and this injury has become a chronic disease, which has not healed for a long time, and every time the true energy passes through this meridian, the pain will not stop.

She has been cultivating in Sword God Sect for eight years, and her cultivation base is stuck on the twelfth level of the Qi Yuan Realm, and she cannot make any progress. She is not qualified to become an outer disciple of Sword God Sect, so she can only live at the bottom and work as a gatekeeper.

She is 23 years old this year and has not yet broken through the body element realm, and she is not even considered a real cultivator, not to mention those amazing talents, even ordinary martial artists can't compare with her.

If after another two years, she still stagnates, she will be sent back down the mountain, and she will no longer be able to do chores.

She was not reconciled, if she hadn't been injured, not to mention the body source state, but the pulse source state, how difficult would it be for her?

Le Xiaoyi gritted her teeth, and when the pain subsided, she grabbed the sword on the ground again and danced with it, but broke her foot again at the same place.

A sneer came from behind: "Hehe, who am I talking about? It's almost dark and you work so hard. Isn't this the famous chivalrous girl Le Xiaoyi in our Yueqing Juwaiyuan? Why? I haven't practiced this trick yet. Is it done?" The words were full of sarcasm.

Le Xiaoyi didn't need to look back to know who was coming, she gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, she raised her sword and wanted to leave.

"Hey! Don't rush away!" The man stepped forward quickly and stopped Le Xiaoyi.

The woman wore the outer disciple's robes, even the simplest plain white robes were much more exquisite than the coarse cloth clothes worn by Le Xiaoyi.There is a waist card with his name engraved on it, which symbolizes the identity of the disciple of the outer sect, and a brand new iron sword is pinned on it. Behind him are two servants from the outer court.

They all know Le Xiaoyi. Le Xiaoyi has been a handyman in the Sword God Sect for eight years. He has already reached the twelfth level of the Qi Yuan Realm, but he has not broken through for many years. Many handymen younger than her come from behind. Overtake her to enter the outer door and become a formal disciple, but she is still standing still.

Unfortunately this time, He Yunlu, who had a feud with her, bumped into her in a state of distress, and the two of them cast helpless and pitying glances at once.

He Yunlu didn't stay here intentionally, waiting to see Le Xiaoyi's jokes, but she took on the task of patrolling the woods today and happened to be passing by. She would not miss this opportunity to ridicule Le Xiaoyi.

She came to Sword God Sect a few years later than Le Xiaoyi. Although she didn't have much talent, her family helped her establish a good relationship. She had no shortage of resources in cultivation, so she was naturally arrogant and domineering, because she had a conflict with a young disciple who came up to the mountain. However, Le Xiaoyi humiliated her in public.

Liang Zi was thus formed. At the beginning, her cultivation base was not as good as Le Xiaoyi's, and she didn't dare to trouble Le Xiaoyi. Later, she found out that Le Xiaoyi was just a paper tiger. Le Xiaoyi tripped up everywhere.

It was about this time last year. She broke through the Body Yuan Realm and officially became an outer disciple. Since then, she has been busy cultivating. Le Xiaoyi has no threat to her, but she didn't bother Le Xiaoyi much. She never thought about it. I will meet you by chance today.

The woman had a pretty face, but at this moment she was wearing a bitter and mean sneer, which looked particularly ferocious in the dim sunlight at sunset: "Since I became an outer disciple, we haven't seen each other for almost a year, right? Why? It is said that they are all old friends who have known each other for many years, what? Don't talk about the old days?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Le Xiaoyi's face was expressionless, her thin lips were drawn into a thin line, "Get out of the way!"

He Yunlu laughed angrily at Le Xiaoyi's still rampant attitude, she didn't understand, Le Xiaoyi fell into such a situation, where did he have the confidence to challenge her?

She copied both hands and stood in front of Le Xiaoyi. The more Le Xiaoyi was in a hurry to leave, the more calm she was, and said with a smile, "Where are you going in a hurry? Could it be that you are going to the Zongwu Office to submit the admission form?" Application? I'm afraid the deacon who is on duty at this hour has already left, why don't you try your luck tomorrow?"

In the past few days, it was time to recruit outer disciples once a year. He Yunlu knew that Le Xiaoyi hadn't broken through the body element realm, so it was impossible to become an outer disciple, but he said so on purpose.

The two handymen behind her couldn't bear it, Le Xiaoyi's popularity was actually pretty good, she didn't cause trouble, would take the initiative to help others after finishing her errands, and got along well with her classmates.

It's just that in this situation, they dare not speak to Le Xiaoyi. Le Xiaoyi has no future, and no matter how good her personality is, she can't change her fate. , they have no need to offend He Yunlu for Le Xiaoyi.

Le Xiaoyi's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced at He Yunlu coldly.

He Yunlu was frightened by her stare, and when she realized that she was afraid because of Le Xiaoyi's eyes, she was immediately annoyed.

A handyman who will be sent down the mountain in two years, why is he so arrogant?

She hates Le Xiaoyi's seemingly calm face the most. He is obviously nothing, but he seems to be superior to others, riding wildly on her head!

Angry in her heart, He Yunlu raised her hand and was about to slap Le Xiaoyi. She wanted to see if Le Xiaoyi's cultivation was as tough as her temper!

Hearing the wind, Le Xiaoyi took a step back and leaned back slightly to avoid He Yunlu's slap, but she didn't fight back, leaving room for it.

"Don't mess around!" Le Xiaoyi said indifferently, his hand holding the sword tightened.

If she had to, she didn't want to do it.

"Hmph!" He Yunlu sneered when he heard the words, "I'm just messing around, so what can you do to me?"

As she spoke, she went one step further, reaching out to grab Le Xiaoyi's skirt, as if she would not give up.

Le Xiaoyi couldn't bear it anymore, he twirled the scabbard in his hand, and sent it out at an extremely tricky angle, faster than He Yunlu, and hit He Yunlu's wrist.

He Yunlu used [-]% of his strength to grasp, and the scabbard hit the meridian of the wrist, and the whole arm became numb immediately, the arm was bounced up by the momentum, and the body involuntarily leaned back, taking two steps back.

Her eyes were wide open, and she stared at Le Xiaoyi in disbelief. She had already cultivated to the second level of Body Yuan Realm, and she was forced to retreat by a piece of trash in Qi Yuan Realm?

The two handymen also looked shocked, and looked at each other cautiously, without saying a word in tacit understanding.

Did Le Xiaoyi hide his strength?She has already broken through the body element realm?

This idea was crossed out by He Yunlu the moment it came to mind, it's impossible!If Le Xiaoyi's cultivation has reached the body element state, why not apply to become an outer disciple?

Must be a bluff!Just a trick!

He Yunlu became more and more furious, and drew her sword out of its sheath with a bang, since Le Xiaoyi used the sword, so she also used the sword, let her try Le Xiaoyi's depth!

She came in a menacing manner, with a fierce look on her face, Le Xiaoyi's sword was not out of the sheath, holding the scabbard to see each move, retreating again and again.

This time, He Yunlu used [-]% of her true energy. Her cultivation base was already higher than that of Le Xiaoyi, and she practiced in the outer sect for another year, learning some moves and postures. Le Xiaoyi could only rely on her skillful use of sword moves and His keen observation skills barely dealt with it, and after a while, his physical strength couldn't keep up, and he showed some signs of decline.

He Yunlu felt relieved this time, Le Xiaoyi's cultivation was still in the Qi Yuan state, that moment just now was just a coincidence!

She held a sword flower, swept the sword across, Le Xiaoyi jumped up, rolled back.All of a sudden, Qi moves through the meridians, and accidentally hits the wound, causing bone-piercing pain to sweep over, pulling the muscles and bones of the whole body.

Le Xiaoyi gasped, her body froze in mid-air, the sword in her hand was lifted, He Yunlu struck her chest with a palm, knocked her upside down, and hit the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of broken leaves and dust.

The sand and stone poured into her mouth and nose, choking her to cough violently, with a fishy-sweet feeling in her throat.

Every cough would involve the old injury, her body could not help shaking and convulsing in the severe pain, her limbs were numb, and she could not move at all.

He Yunlu came over and looked at her condescendingly. Seeing her in such a mess, she suddenly lost interest.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, she paused for a full two breaths beside Le Xiaoyi, and finally didn't make any more moves, she put away her sword without saying a word, and led the two handymen to turn around and leave .

It was getting late, and when the sun had completely sunk under the western mountain, Le Xiaoyi regained his strength, struggled to sit up, picked up the old sword that had fallen not far away, and dragged his wounded body to the nearby stream to clean it.

She didn't clean up the wound on her body immediately, but took out a veil from her bosom and carefully wiped the dust on the sword.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind her, Le Xiaoyi raised her head vigilantly, only to feel a blur in front of her eyes, a figure flashed by her side, the back of her hand went numb, the handkerchief for wiping the sword fell into the water, and the sword had been snatched away.