The demon witch is her white moonlight

Le Xiaoyi looked sideways at Zuo Shixuan, saw Zuo Shixuan's eyes sinking slightly, and the complicated look on her face flashed away, before Le Xiaoyi could see clearly, she regained her calm and peaceful expression.

Zuo Shixuan felt Le Xiaoyi's gaze, looked at him when she lowered her eyes, and smiled decently.

All the disciples stood up and bowed to Liu Qingfeng who was approaching. Liu Qingfeng waved his hands expressionlessly, signaling the disciples to sit down and listen to the class.

Amidst the quiet sound of cloth rubbing, Le Xiaoyi faintly heard two sighs of relief. She raised her eyes to look for the sound. Not far away, a disciple's calf trembled. After giving him a hand, at least he didn't lose his composure when he sat down.

Liu Qingfeng has accumulated prestige for a long time, although he seldom meets each other, and the rumors are not true or false, many disciples still fear him.

But Liu Qingfeng turned a blind eye to the strange faces of his disciples. He sat down on the futon in front of the straw mat, with his sword across his knees, and his left hand stroked the mottled lines on the scabbard.

He didn't speak all the time, all the disciples held their breaths and concentrated, the surrounding was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

At a certain moment, Liu Qingfeng's half-drooped eyelids lifted, and the heavy twilight on her body suddenly changed. Le Xiaoyi's heart was terrified. She seemed to see a sharp sword rising from the ground, passing by the side of the crowd, and swept out instantly. several feet.

There was a crackling sound after a while, and the disciples looked back subconsciously, and saw a short tree split in half by the invisible sword energy, but the roots were connected, the trunks on both sides were slightly separated, and it did not fall over.

There were gasps one after another, and most of the disciples didn't see clearly how Liu Qingfeng made his move. The old sword was still lying on his knee, and it seemed that it hadn't been drawn from its sheath from the beginning to the end.

Shao Yu's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinprick, and he stared at the tree split by Liu Qingfeng's sword, almost making two holes in the trunk.Zuo Shixuan also frowned, with thoughtful eyes, realizing the profound meaning behind Liu Qingfeng's move.

Le Xiaoyi was the only one among the disciples present who didn't look behind her. She was immersed in the shock of the glimpse just now, and she didn't return to her senses for a long time.

The noise around her side faded away, and she could only hear her heart beating up and down, from the condensation of the sword energy to the tearing of the void, what happened in an instant, rehearsed dozens of times in her mind, and gradually figured out the way.

There were whispers of disciples discussing at the banquet, and Liu Qingfeng, who fell into silence after swinging a sword, didn't care to observe the various postures of the disciples at the banquet, he lowered his eyelids, and his body was once again shrouded in depression.

If it weren't for the two ounces of life remaining in his half-opened eyes, it might make people think that the person sitting on the futon is a corpse.

However, he was only silent for a few breaths before raising his eyelids again, a gloomy gleam flashed across his chaotic eyes, and he looked at Le Xiaoyi who was standing behind the crowd on the edge of the straw mat, with a look of astonishment looming on his face.

Le Xiaoyi fell into a state of trance unconsciously, his lips and teeth were slightly parted, his eyes seemed empty, but they were filled with light.

At the same time Liu Qingfeng looked at Le Xiaoyi, there was a sword cry in Le Xiaoyi's chest for no reason, a golden sword light condensed in his heart, surrounding Qi surged, and a sword Qi quietly formed, unexpectedly Liu Qingfeng just made that sword A little charm.

However, its momentum was weak, and it became invisible at the moment of condensation. The disciple sitting in front of Le Xiaoyi only felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears, and even Zuo Shixuan beside her didn't notice any movement on Le Xiaoyi's body.

Liu Qingfeng Cave was far away, and he was the only person present who could clearly see that sword energy. Even though he had seen many talented juniors, he couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

He thought that Zuo Shixuan or Shao Yu would be able to understand the mystery of the sword qi concentrating heart, but he did not expect that the first person who had just glimpsed the door was just a disciple of the outer sect, and he was also the one with the lowest cultivation level among the many disciples present. Xiaoyi.

The sword energy dissipated, Le Xiaoyi trembled all over, and woke up from the trance.

She clutched her chest in a trance, just now she was drawn by the Qi machine and condensed in her heart, what was the golden light that resonated with Liu Qingfeng's sword move?

If she read it correctly, it looked like a sword shadow.

But where did this sword shadow come from?

When Le Xiaoyi was in a daze, suddenly a killing intent rushed towards his face!The sword energy raged freely, and the chill ran up the spine in an instant!

Le Xiaoyi made a decisive decision, kicked his legs, and when his body flew back, his right hand shook the gray cloth outside Sixuan's sword, drew the sword out of its sheath without hesitation, and swung the blade horizontally.

The golden light in his chest trembled violently, and a cold aura came from the edge of the sword, which collided with the sword energy rushing towards him, making a sound of piercing through the air.

All the disciples present came back to their senses, Zuo Shixuan's eyes showed shock, Le Xiaoyi had retreated more than ten steps in a row, several feet away from her seat, the sword energy split by her poured out from both sides, setting off her panic There is a sound of hunting on the hem of the clothes.

Liu Qingfeng held the unsheathed black iron sword in his left hand, pointing at Le Xiaoyi with the tip of the sword, his silent eyes concealed the edge.

After a long time, everything was silent, Liu Qingfeng suddenly showed his face, and said in a deep voice: "Okay!" As soon as the words fell, she put the sword into the sheath, and brushed the print on the scabbard, Le Xiaoyi's whole body pressure disappeared live.

It was only at this time that Le Xiaoyi had time to let out the breath that was raised in her throat. She put away the sword, looked back at the sword move just now, and realized that Liu Qingfeng's "yes" was to praise her for using the sword energy.

Although the level of Liu Qingfeng was more than a star and a half behind by taking advantage of the weapon, he still truly comprehended a bit of sword intent hidden in his sword moves.

Ordinary people want to practice extroverted spirit, there is no such thing as three or five years. The higher the cultivation level, the better the talent, and the easier it is to understand the essence. Only the twelfth level of Zuo Shixuan's veins can get a glimpse of the door. Shao Yuzong As a sword idiot, he also lacks some fire, and the rest of the disciples have a long way to go, and there are many.

After Le Xiaoyi recovered from his injury, his cultivation changed every day. How many days have passed since the last time we met?Le Xiaoyi's cultivation has made another breakthrough.

Liu Qingfeng has no intention of seeking other people's privacy, no matter what adventures Le Xiaoyi has, if he does his best, it will only be at the seventh level of the Body Yuan Realm.It's not that there have been no such characters in the Sword God Sect to cultivate sword qi at the body element level, but it's unlikely that they could fall on Le Xiaoyi's head, that's why Liu Qingfeng was so shocked.

Only Le Xiaoyi knows that her talent is not so outstanding, and all of this is mostly due to the sword shadow in her heart. It is this sword shadow that resonates with Liu Qingfeng's sword intent when Liu Qingfeng's moves are coming, and indirectly strengthens it. It gave her understanding of sword moves.

But when did this sword shadow appear on her body?Is it related to the blood contract of the Pagoda Palace?

This is the only strange thing that happened to her recently, but her intuition told her that not all the disciples of the Futu Palace had such an adventure.

Le Xiaoyi's eyes were glazed, as if she was still immersed in the sword moves, Zuo Shixuan coughed lightly and pulled her back to her senses, seeing Liu Qingfeng and all the disciples from the South Court looking at her, Le Xiaoyi settled down and did With a look of sudden realization, he bowed to Liu Qingfeng: "Thank you, Deacon Liu, for your guidance."

About the sword shadow, let's think about it after the lecture is over.

Shao Yu's gaze stayed on Le Xiaoyi's face for almost a breath, then he retracted his gaze, his brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes showed deep thought.

Zuo Shixuan looked at Le Xiaoyi with more thoughtful eyes, Le Xiaoyi looked back at her, thanked her with a grateful nod, she smiled slightly, her attitude was the same as before.

Liu Qingfeng then tested Zuo Shixuan and other students from the South School. If Zuo Shixuan was calm and calm, then Shao Yu was like a thunderbolt, with a murderous intent in his sword moves.

Le Xiaoyi observed from the sidelines and had new insights from time to time, so he discussed with Zuo Shixuan in a low voice, keeping the advice from the other party in his heart.

Shao Yu accepted Liu Qingfeng's trick and suffered some internal trauma, but he had a clear understanding in his eyes, and he thought he had benefited a lot. He left in a hurry before the school exam was over, and he didn't know where he went to learn what he had learned today.

The class lasted for two hours, and Liu Qingfeng stopped it, and asked everyone to go back to practice and enlighten themselves, and then announced the end of the class.

Le Xiaoyi and Zuo Shixuan went back to Nansan Pavilion together. Zuo Shixuan introduced to Le Xiaoyi several senior brothers and sisters living in Nansan Pavilion, and told Le Xiaoyi by the way that because Liu Qingfeng did not have strict requirements for the disciples of the South Court, so On weekdays, the disciples are busy with their own affairs, and most of them find secluded places to practice, so they seldom return to the South Campus for permanent residence, and only come back when there are public classes.

Her peaceful attitude infected Le Xiaoyi, and Le Xiaoyi couldn't figure out what he could be worthy of Zuo Shixuan's attention, so he gradually let go of his guard.

Seeing the outline of the South Courtyard in front of him, Le Xiaoyi hesitated again and again, carefully considering every word, and finally asked Zuo Shixuan about the secret of the South Courtyard five years ago——Liu Qingfeng killed the new student who entered the South Courtyard.

She only asked if the rumor was true or not, Zuo Shixuan replied "it is true", and she stopped asking.As for the reason for this matter, she should not know.

Besides, five years have passed since this incident, Zuo Shixuan should have come to the South Campus a long time ago, and she has some understanding of what happened back then, Le Xiaoyi didn't see anything from Zuo Shixuan's attitude towards Liu Qingfeng, Zuo Shixuan He didn't tell her to be careful of Liu Qingfeng like he reminded her to be careful of Shao Yu.

Liu Qingfeng's killing move suddenly appeared today, but it was just to test her depth and point her to the way of swordsmanship, there is nothing wrong with it.Even if she can't take it, presumably nothing will happen.

In addition to the fact that Liu Qingfeng took good care of her in the past few days when she came to the South Campus, Le Xiaoyi secretly reflected that she shouldn't make a conclusion about Liu Qingfeng's behavior just because of a past incident for which she didn't know the reason.

Don't think too much about things that have nothing to do with you.

Le Xiaoyi put her heart back into her stomach, walked with Zuo Shixuan to the South Third Pavilion, and thanked her again: "Thank you for taking care of me today, Senior Sister."

Zuo Shixuan waved her hands, with a hint of helplessness in her smile, she shook her head and sighed: "Junior sister still has such a relationship with me."

Le Xiaoyi grinned and pleaded guilty, and the matter was considered closed.

The two separated downstairs and went back to their rooms. Le Xiaoyi knocked the door, the smile on his face faded, and he frowned slightly, with a serious look on his face.

She stroked her heart, still brooding over the inexplicable sword shadow that appeared in her chest. After half an hour of meditation in the house, she took the sword and went to the woods where she used to practice swords. The feeling of a brief fight, began to dance swords.

Le Xiaoyi condensed his brows solemnly, sometimes closing his eyes to comprehend, inspiring the sword shadow in his heart, and the sword moves faster and faster.

At a certain moment, the sound of a sword screaming in her heart sounded, Le Xiaoyi suddenly opened her eyes, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, like a wave of sword intent, she flew forward and stabbed a sword, and a paper-thin cold light swept out from the blade , broke through the air in an instant, leaving an imprint on the tree trunk three steps away.

If Liu Qingfeng was here, no matter how indifferent he was, his eyes would widen involuntarily.

Le Xiaoyi had a feeling for the elegance of a sword at the beginning, and now he uses the sword in his hand to sway a sword energy, and his progress cannot be described in terms of a thousand miles a day.

Looking at the sword mark on the tree trunk, Le Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, her heart was flustered, and the heat in her chest dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

But she really felt its existence, the golden light condensing the shadow of the sword was hidden in her body, hidden between the muscles and bones, along with the flow of blood, whenever she concentrated and meditated, it would quietly emerge, And contributed to her comprehension of the meaning of sword moves.

Le Xiaoyi didn't know if it was harmful or not, but from what he saw so far, it should be good.

She didn't feel happy, but was worried, and she was not rewarded for nothing. The benefits she picked up for nothing made her feel uneasy, but no one could share her worries, so she could only hold back and take one step at a time.

Le Xiaoyi practiced sword in the woods for another two hours, but this time, because she was preoccupied with something, she couldn't concentrate enough, so she didn't use her sword energy again.

Seeing that it was getting late, Le Xiaoyi sighed with complicated emotions, sheathed his sword, walked to the stream, and wiped his face with the clear water.

She secretly made a decision not to let others know the secret of this sword shadow.

She practiced more and more cautiously on weekdays. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts wind, and it is a crime to conceive a jade. I don't know if Liu Qingfeng can see the clues, but it is always right to be careful.

At dusk on the western mountain, a layer of red silk was spread on the sparkling stream, and Le Xiaoyi's figure was reflected in the water, shattering into petal after petal phantoms with the flowing stream.

Occasionally, a dead leaf hovered and fell from the branch, floating lightly on the surface of the water, flowing through Le Xiaoyi's eyes in the water.

wow-

The sound of water sounded, but Le Xiaoyi still maintained the motion of scooping up water and brushing his face. Through his half-closed eyes, he was surprised to see a pair of hands protruding from behind her shoulders reflected in the water.

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Le Xiaoyi was shocked, and reached out to grab the Sixuan sword and was about to draw the sword to defend himself. Unexpectedly, the opponent was faster than her, and two jade arms burst out of the water, encircling Le Xiaoyi's neck like lightning, involuntarily killing her. Press into the water.

Caught off guard, Le Xiaoyi poured a mouthful of cool stream water into her mouth and nose, choking her so much that she wanted to cough, but she didn't dare to open her mouth in the water to breathe.

Limbs fluttered wildly in the water, but it didn't help. Le Xiaoyi finally held her breath, opened her eyelids with difficulty, and saw a haunted face, which deceived her eyes through the gurgling stream. .

"Don't move." The red lips in front of her eyes opened and closed slightly, and her pleasant voice blended into the sound of rushing water, like the feathers of a swan plucking at the heartstrings, and the lingering sound was gentle.

Immediately, Le Xiaoyi felt a piece of softness on her lips, and calmly took a breath into her mouth, giving her a chance to breathe on the verge of drowning and suffocation.

This kiss was like a prairie fire, burning up Le Xiaoyi's rationality in an instant.

Whether this person is like wind or water, no matter what she has done, what kind of reputation she has, and how much blood is stained on her hands.

As long as Ji Yuxuan appears in her life, she is willing to give everything for it.

The limbs that were struggling fiercely relaxed naturally, and Le Xiaoyi hung one hand by his side, squeezed out a moment of clarity from the chaotic consciousness, and pulled the Sixuan sword tightly.

The dark tide surged all over her body, the arm that imprisoned her was pressing weakly on the back of her neck, the hair band fell off at some point, and her slender, white fingers sank into the tangled black hair, her movements were brutal yet gentle, leading her into a deeper At the bottom of the water, until the skylight in the field of vision is getting farther and farther away, it disappears bit by bit.