The ancient sword of Yue Suzhi continues the leading edge

Ling Yue walked aimlessly, thinking about the scene when he and Tu Su got married that day, curled the corners of his mouth, and thinking of where Tu Su was now, the smile on his face collapsed at that time.

It was noon at this time, although it was cold winter, but fortunately it was a sunny day, and the sun shone warmly.Ling Yue stopped and walked, and when he passed Qingxin Garden, he saw a plain white figure in front of the flowers and plants. Ling Yue was curious. At this time, the disciples of Maoshan should all be drinking at the top of Maoshan. How could someone be here? .

The man seemed to feel Ling Yue's gaze, and turned his head to look in Ling Yue's direction. The noon sun shone on the man's face, making his face brighter and brighter.Ling Yue approached and cupped his hands, "Ling Yue in Xiatianyong City, come to attend the head succession ceremony, why doesn't Master Ming Xiao go to the banquet?" That person is the real Ming Xiao in the portrait, Ming Xiao clasped his fists in return, Smiling brows and eyes crooked, "It's not that Ming Xiao doesn't want to go, it's that Ming Xiao's body is weak, senior brother won't let Ming Xiao go."

"Oh? Master Mingxiao is not feeling well?" Ling Yue carefully looked at the person in front of him.He had seen the appearance of Master Ming Xiao when his eyes were closed. At that time, even though his complexion was pale, he could be called romantic and handsome. He didn't expect that when his eyes were opened, those pupils were looking forward and shining brightly.

"Ming Xiao has been weak since he was a child. He is always sick and always forgets some things. This time he was sick and forgot his brother." Daoist Ming Xiao blamed himself a bit. Senior brother is in trouble, this time when he woke up from the illness, not only his body was not as good as before, but he even forgot who his senior brother was.It shouldn't be.

"Then Master Mingxiao pay attention to rest, I will take my leave first." Ling Yue didn't bother him any more, and turned back to his residence.Since the "purpose" of this trip is to attend the succession ceremony, they should leave tomorrow at the latest, but Tu Su has not been found yet, and he has no reason to stay in Maoshan, what should he do.

Ling Yue stared blankly at the teacup in front of him. Suddenly, the cold tea in the teacup began to steam, and the steam gradually rose into the air, turning into a few words, "Zishi, at the foot of Maoshan Mountain."

Looking at the six characters in front of him, Ling Yue was so excited that he almost knocked over his teacup.That's it, any news?

It started to snow in the late afternoon, Lingyue and Caesar Ming explained that they wanted to stay another night, and Cassia Ming naturally agreed.

In the middle of the night, when dark clouds covered the moon, Lingyue stood at the foot of Maoshan at [-]:[-] a.m., waiting.

The snow has been falling since the beginning, and it has no intention of stopping. Lingyue stands in the snow and looks at the lanterns swaying in the wind above his head. A feeling of traveling through time and space.

Ling Yue just stood there with his head up until the ghost king's unique voice sounded behind him.Only then slowly came back to God.

"What are you looking for?" Ling Yue didn't turn around, but still raised his head to look at Feixue, "Don't you want to know where your dear junior brother is at this time?" Ghost King Su Mo's playful voice sounded again , Ling Yue turned around and looked at Su Mo, looking straight into the dark eyes of the ghost king, "If you know where he is but don't want to tell, what can I do to you. But since you came to me late at night, you must You didn’t come to me to enjoy the snow, you asked me for something. Since you have something to do, you must not come empty-handed, and the only thing that moves me most is the news of Tu Su. You must know Tu Su’s whereabouts. I just need to wait for you to speak.” Ling Yue He looked at Su Mo for a moment.Su Mo clapped his hands when he heard the words, "Hahaha, the headmaster of Tianyong City is really calm. He is so indifferent on the face when he is clearly anxious. I admire it, I really admire it."

Su Mo suddenly stepped forward, teleported to Ling Yue, and whispered in his ear, "If you want to know the whereabouts of your junior brother, you can, and cooperate with me."

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation method?" Ling Yue raised his eyebrows, there are still things in this world that the supreme beings cannot do.

"You don't need to look at me with this expression. You can't help yourself in this world. I also have my own difficulties. What you have to do is very simple. Give this to Ming Xiao. I will tell you how to rescue your junior brother." Su Mo glanced sideways in front of his eyes The man took out a white hairpin from his arms and handed it to Lingyue. He was the second one who dared to look at me so playfully.

"Can you tell me why you didn't go there in person?" Su Mo moved the corner of his mouth, and was silent for a while, "I can't get in to Maoshan to eliminate demons and defend Taoism."

"Aren't you the one who threw down the ribbon in Qingxin Hall?" Ling Yue was a little curious as to what was going on with this person.

"It's me, but I can't get in now. Ming Xu activated the Tiangang array to prevent us from entering the mountain." Su Mo's voice was a little low, and then he didn't speak anymore, just looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky with Ling Yue.

"Are chestnuts delicious?" Su Mo asked suddenly, and the question he asked was a bit nonsensical, "Well, Tu Su likes it very much." Ling Yue didn't mind the abruptness of the question, "I'll tell you the recipe, and you can make it for yourself in the future." He eats." "Alright."

Su Mo summoned paper and a pen out of thin air to write the formula on the paper, and handed it to Ling Yue, "Thank you." Ling Yue looked at the formula on the paper, thinking that it was no different from the usual formula of sugar-fried chestnuts on the street, Su Mo Seeing him puzzled, he smiled, "Actually, the real recipe is the heart, and the food made with a lot of heart is naturally very delicious. It is unforgettable." Su Mo recalled the slightly playful voice of the boy, "Ah Mo , come and try my new sugar-fried chestnuts." "Amo, let me tell you, the most important thing to cook and eat is your heart. Different people make different tastes with the same recipe. This is the heart. Power, the food made with a lot of heart is naturally very delicious, so if Ah Moruo cooks for me in the future, he must use a lot of heart."

"Intention." Ling Yue said these two words in a deep voice, remembering how seriously Tu Su made himself dim sum every time, Tu Su must have made it with great heart.

"Come here at noon tomorrow." Su Mo left a word and disappeared.

Ling Yue got up and used his sword to return to the top of Maoshan Mountain, the sky was already light, Ling Yue walked towards Qingxin Garden, sure enough, Ming Xiao was there.

"Realist Ming Xiao." Ling Yue said, "Realist Ming Xiao is in the garden so early." Ming Xiao smiled at him, "I went to bed early yesterday, and woke up early today, so I came out."

"I have something I want to give to Master Mingxiao." Ling Yue took out the white hairpin that Su Mo gave him from his arms and handed it to Ming Xiao. When Mingxiao saw the white hairpin, he felt inexplicably familiar, but he didn't know where it was. Having seen it, he thanked Ling Yue with a smile.

On the same day, Ling Yue took Ling Duan Fu Que to thank Caesia Ming for her hospitality and left the mountain.

That night, Maoshan Master Mingxiao fell into a coma inexplicably, and the former Maoshan master Mingxu angrily reprimanded the disciples who took care of Mingxiao.