The demon witch is her white moonlight

Le Xiaoyi was furious immediately, even though He Yunlu pestered her again and again, she was not so angry, but if someone came to snatch her sword, she would risk her life to fight it!

She doesn't care about the difference in strength between the two sides, no matter what the other party's identity or cultivation level is, before the other party hits the ground, she rushes towards him, even if she is desperately injured, she must take the sword back!

But before she touched the corner of the opponent's clothes, and she didn't see clearly how the comer made a move, she spun around for some reason, and then fell on her back to the ground.

The masked woman in black lay on Le Xiaoyi's body, her slender five fingers clasped Le Xiaoyi's wrists tightly, and the other hand held the old sword out of its sheath, and placed the sword between Le Xiaoyi and Le Xiaoyi. Among them, she seemed to be carefully observing the lines on the sword.

This sword is a few years old, but judging from its material, it is a high-quality cold iron sword. The body of the sword is black and shiny, covered with a layer of cold light. It has been in disrepair for a long time, although it is well protected, it still has damage. One inch from the root of the ridge, a word "Xuan" is secretly engraved.

Le Xiaoyi crossed the blade of the sword and saw the opponent's eyes, they were a pair of very beautiful black pupils, hanging from the end of the eyes, long eyelashes like feathers, the eyes were cold and deep, as cold as the flowers of the high mountains, although they were covered with a smile that was not a smile It's evil, but the smile doesn't reach the eyes, revealing a bone-chilling coldness.

"Where did this sword come from?" The voice was like a bamboo flute, and the voice was like water.

Hearing this, Le Xiaoyi's heart sank, and she secretly thought that there was no way to escape the disaster. Before she could find Ji Yuxuan, she met the enemy of the Ji family.

She frowned, followed by a cold face, and stared back at the woman in black with her head hidden and her tail exposed. Although her cultivation level was not as good as hers, her attitude was unyielding: "What does it have to do with you?"

The eyes of the woman in black were dimmed, and a snort came out of her nose, and the blade of the sword was pressed down against Le Xiaoyi's throat: "If you don't say it, you will die." The cold blade pressed against Le Xiaoyi's skin, glowing The cold chill.

Le Xiaoyi simply closed his eyes, didn't struggle, and let the other party ask him how hard he would, without opening his mouth.

It was only because of her bad luck, maybe Ji Yuxuan had died long ago, and it was meaningless for her to live alone in embarrassment, and it might not be a good destination to die under this sword.

But the expected pain did not appear, and the cold iron sword pierced into the mud next to Le Xiaoyi's ear with a bang, the woman let go of the hand that imprisoned Le Xiaoyi, and quickly opened Le Xiaoyi's skirt without any explanation.

Le Xiaoyi was startled, and cursed: "Bastard! What are you doing?!"

She tried to resist the frivolity of the man in black, and was terrified in her heart. She thought it was an indecent and shameless way of torture. She felt desperate for a moment, her eyes were full of horror, and tears burst out of her red eyes.

But the other party's cultivation base is much higher than hers, her resistance is like a mayfly shaking a tree, it is insignificant.

The masked woman easily tore off her collar, revealing a circle of red thread wrapped around her slender and fair neck.

Under the red thread is a purple jade, gourd-shaped, about half an inch long, with a mosquito-fly-sized "righteousness" engraved inside the jade, dark gold faintly under the moonlight, this jade is very particular about its workmanship and texture , The value is very high, and others cannot imitate it.

The woman's pupils shrank, and the frost melted in the sharp pupils. She was stunned and didn't realize that her eyes lost control, and she showed undisguised astonishment.

But the astonishment was fleeting, Le Xiaoyi's eyes were hazy with tears, and he failed to notice the other party's strangeness.

Immediately, the woman held Le Xiaoyi's cheeks with both hands, a pair of beautiful eyes were faintly red, but it was a pity that the sky was so dark that they couldn't be seen.She stared fixedly at Le Xiaoyi's face, more carefully than when she was looking at Han Tiejian just now.

The woman's breath sprayed on Le Xiaoyi's face through the mask, and a faint floral fragrance lingered in the air.

Le Xiaoyi's scalp was numb from her scorching stare, her heart beat faster and faster, her shame, anger and embarrassment dominated her, and she almost suffocated to death.

"Let me go!" She grabbed the masked man's wrist, trying to push the woman's iron-like hands away from her face, but no matter how hard she tried, the man's seemingly slender wrist remained motionless .

Suddenly, the masked man let go of his hand, and then pulled off the scarf, revealing a picturesque face.

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback, even though it was late and he couldn't see clearly, but with his hazy vision, he could still see that the woman in front of him had a good-looking skin, the coldness in her eyes melted away, and the evil between her brows closed. Charm, it refers to the stunning beauty in the world that exists in the sky and the earth.

"When did you get hurt?" The woman's red lips parted slightly, but the words she uttered made Le Xiaoyi feel incredible.

Le Xiaoyi was stunned, and the woman frowned, showing impatience.

She raised her eyes, looked around, confirmed that the pursuers hadn't arrived, and suddenly leaned over, a faint fragrance lingered in Le Xiaoyi's nose.

Le Xiaoyi's eyes darkened, his lips were wet and soft, and the other party unexpectedly kissed his lips!

"!" Le Xiaoyi let out a muffled snort, and then his eyes widened, his canthus tearing open, and a more intense struggle broke out than before.

She kicked and kicked the people in front of her indiscriminately, her heart was full of shame, anger and despair. After today, even if the masked man spared her life, she would have no face to continue living.

However, the woman who belittled her was unmoved, she easily pinched her jaw open with five fingers, a soft and slippery little tongue squeezed into her teeth, and a pill wrapped around the tip of the tongue was sent into Le Xiaoyi's throat.

Le Xiaoyi was forced to swallow the elixir, and bit the tip of the woman's tongue like a counterattack. The woman felt the pain, her brows slightly retracted, and finally let her go.

Facing Le Xiaoyi's horrific gaze that was about to kill someone, a gentle smile flashed across the woman's eyes, this smile was different from the previous cold smile, it seemed a bit sincere.

Le Xiaoyi almost thought that she was dazzled, even though she hated this person so much, she still had to admit that she looked great when she smiled.

The expression on the woman's face was indifferent, and the smile was only fleeting.

In the abyss at the bottom of Le Xiaoyi's invisible eyes hovers the nostalgia of reuniting after a long absence and the regret of seeing each other and saying goodbye.

Gently pressing the jade pendant on Le Xiaoyi's chest with light white fingertips, the woman bent down and pressed her lips against Le Xiaoyi's soft auricles, whispering: "Xiaoyi, don't come here without any problems."

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback suddenly, the hot and humid breath brushed against Le Xiaoyi's neck, and a layer of fine and dense goose bumps arose from behind her ears.

The woman tilted her head and kissed Le Xiaoyi's cheek again, and left with one touch.

Before Le Xiaoyi could find any traces of familiarity on that face that looked like a banished fairy, the woman got up, closed Le Xiaoyi's skirt, and pulled away the jade gourd from Le Xiaoyi's neck, smiling. Restored the evilness of the first meeting: "There will be a period later."

She came and went like the wind, like a wanton and crazy dream, disappeared in an instant, only the faint fragrance of flowers lingered in the nose, lingering and lingering for a long time.

The dark forest returned to silence, only the sound of rustling wind and falling leaves.

A drop of warm water dripped on the back of the hand, shattered and splashed into translucent sprays.

Le Xiaoyi felt in a daze that there were two tear stains on his face at some point, the tears were bubbling, and he raised his hand to wipe them, but there were more and more of them, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

She took a deep breath, and when she exhaled, her shoulders drooped, as if exhaling all her strength at the same time, two hazy words leaked out of her throat: "Xiaoxuan..."

I haven't seen you in ten years, don't come here without any problems.

Le Xiaoyi closed her eyes, a hazy soft light lit up in the darkness, scenes over the years flashed through her mind, the people in her memory frowns and smiles are vivid in her mind, her bright eyes and teeth are as bright as a vast expanse of stars .

Abandoned by her biological parents in a farmer's ox cart when she was young, she only had a fine purple jade gourd to identify her, and a page of paper was hidden inside her swaddling baby, with her name and birth date written on it.Fortunately, the [-]-year-old woman took pity on her and raised her until she was seven years old. The old man was seriously ill and died soon. Before he died, he left a last message, telling Le Xiaoyi that her parents had another person.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter and the freezing weather, she knelt on the street for a long time, her hands and feet were numb from the cold, she still stubbornly guarded the old woman's body, kowtowed her head again and again, begging kind people to pay for a coffin for the old woman, and she was willing to help her Be a cow and a horse, and repay the kindness of a lifetime.

Ji Yuxuan, who was only eight years old, was born in pink and jade, wearing a red brocade jacket, with a circle of white fox fur around her round face, she looked as if she had fallen from the sky porcelain dolls.

She stopped by the street, looked at Le Xiaoyi with watery black eyes, pulled Ji Qiancheng's sleeve with her small hands, begging her father to help.

Later, Le Xiaoyi lived in the Ji family's mansion for six years, and the Ji family never treated her like a real person. Ji Qiancheng accidentally saw the jade pendant on Le Xiaoyi's chest. Le Xiaoyi regards it as her own.

Not only allowed Le Xiaoyi to follow Ji Yuxuan to read and write under the guidance of the teacher, but also personally taught Le Xiaoyi and Ji Yuxuan to practice.

Le Xiaoyi showed amazing talent in cultivation at a young age. He began to absorb Qi at the age of seven, but at the age of 13, he had already cultivated to the third level of the Body Yuan Realm. .

Even so, compared to Ji Yuxuan, she was still slightly inferior.

At that time, they were childish and ignorant, Le Xiaoyi and Ji Yuxuan had a strong relationship, they were childhood sweethearts, and they thought that their whole life should be like this, ordinary and carefree.

She was never obsessed with her own background, even if Ji Qiancheng told her that her father was Le Junhao, who was a hero, she never yearned for it, let alone searched for the bottom line to find out the truth about her abandonment.

She only wished to guard Ji Yuxuan all her life.

Unexpectedly, once misfortune comes, all prosperity will be destroyed.

Le Xiaoyi opened his misty eyes, turned his head to one side, and saw the cold iron sword standing beside him.

Since the first parting, she has called this sword Sixuan.

She belatedly remembered that not many people knew about this sword, apart from the enemies of the Ji family, there was also Ji Yuxuan.

Le Xiaoyi turned over and sat up, opened the front of his clothes, and stroked his empty neck with his thumb.

The purple jade that fell between her collarbones has been worn around her neck since she was born, and has never left her body. Now that Ji Yuxuan has unreasonably snatched it away, she has no resentment in her heart, and is even secretly happy, crying with tears in her eyes A smile appeared on the little face again.

Ji Yuxuan is still alive, nothing makes her happier than this.

Thinking of just...that kiss.

Le Xiaoyi couldn't help thinking about it, his face became hot, his ears turned red, and he snorted inwardly.

Ji Yuxuan was just to give her medicine!