Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 406 Recognition
(Thank you to classmates Fenghua Yingying, Demon World Bingyue, my classmate Weiwei, Qingchen Lewu, Flying Die, and lanlandelan for their garlic~! Thanks to classmate Huo Yirong and my classmate Pink~O( ∩_∩)O~! Ahem, I don’t know why there are so few today. I keep changing and changing, and it’s like this. Let’s do something about it tomorrow~ I’ll work hard and try to win the lazy reminder ticket. , quack~~)

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The moonlight is clear and shining, and a faint brilliance is scattered.

Unconsciously, it was already evening, and everyone was immersed in the graceful and chilling butterfly dance of the two sword butterflies, ignoring the time.

Under the moonlight, the figures of two sword butterflies intertwined.

Moon Sword Butterfly flew over slowly holding Fat Girl in her arms.

There were three crisp sounds of "ding", "ding" and "ding", and the shadowless arrow was deflected by the crescent-shaped spiritual sword flying around the Moon Sword Butterfly.

The edge of the golden sword stopped only two inches away from the fat girl. The woman holding the sword, with a face as cold as frost, retracted the power of the sword and turned the sword energy invisible. She felt a surge of blood and blood on her face. It was stained with a layer of bright red, and my breathing was rapid and heavy.

Leveraging the power of the golden sword and carrying the sword with him, Mo Ranyi rushed to the Moon Sword Butterfly at an incredible speed, but he was still a step too slow. Looking at the fat girl being dragged to the chest by the Moon Sword Butterfly, he couldn't help but throw his weight behind him. , not daring to make any move.

A ray of moonlight suddenly shone down on Moon Sword Butterfly.

All the moon butterflies spread their wings at the same time, stretched out their lotus-like arms, palms upward, and looked at the bright crescent moon in the sky with pious expressions.

Moon Sword Butterfly was shrouded in the moonlight. The wound on her left shoulder slowly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original appearance without leaving any trace.

The fat girl in its arms also benefited. After being baptized by the moonlight, her eyes regained their luster, and the spiritual sword in her hand was once again shrouded in spiritual light, breathing ghost flames.

The fat girl gained strength and flew away from Yue Jiandie's arms, her big dark eyes filled with confusion.

Moon Sword Butterfly laughed. The half-moon pattern on half of its face looked like a flower blooming. The Crescent Moon Spirit Sword turned handsomely in front of its chest a few times, turning into little bits of light and seeping into its body. Then it turned around and fluttered its wings and left.

The moon butterflies started to move, dancing happily, landing lightly and quickly on each spiritual flower.

The fat girl's little face wrinkled, her eyebrows knitted, her mouth pouted, and the spirit sword in her hand was swiping back and forth. From time to time, she glanced at the direction in which the Moon Sword Butterfly was flying away. It flew up and down unconsciously, as if he was hesitating whether to pursue it or not. past.

"Spirit butterflies approved by Moon Butterfly can freely enter and exit their territory. The Blood-threaded Ghost Sword Butterfly will have a grand welcome ceremony. Haha, it's a pity that we can't attend." Wei Wuyou quietly approached Mo Ranyi with a look on his face. He said with a bit of regret.

Mo Ranyi followed another hot sight that could not be ignored. The young monk carrying the sword box was staring at the golden sword in her hand, swallowing greedily.

With a thought, the sword turned into a jade light and disappeared from the fingertips.

Wei Wuyou's eyes flashed, and he became more convinced after seeing it up close.

"What you just took was a golden sword?!" When the young monk saw Mo Ranyi put away the sword, he was so anxious that he suddenly rushed over and asked.

Mo Ranyi looked at him intently for a moment. He had a sword aura similar to Wei Wuyou's, so he must have been from the same sect.

But what about the Langye Sword Sect? Why should she answer his question?

Everything has been revealed, but if you can't see it anymore, you can only blame yourself for your poor eyesight.Being stared at so quietly by Mo Ranyi, the young monk felt a little uncomfortable, and the tips of his ears began to turn red, "What do you think I am doing? Do you want to give me the right words?"

Mo Ranyi smiled slightly, turned back his gaze, and waved to the fat girl.

Pulling the little guy back and forth and looking up and down, he pinched its fleshy little face hard with his index and middle fingers, "If you don't behave well from now on, I'll starve you to death..." The sparkling light in his eyes seemed to be It seems to be overflowing, and it is so soft that it melts into bones.

Wei Wuyou was stunned for a moment, not expecting Mo Ranyi to say such childish words.

He was one of the few people who was not affected by Mo Ranyi's appearance. He was really impressed by Mo Ranyi's appearance for the first time. Coupled with her ruthless performance during the battle at the station, he decided that this was definitely not a woman who looked the same on the outside. .

"Fellow Daoist Mo, this is my junior brother, Guan Yi."

"Friends from the pipeline." Mo Ranyi smiled and nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Fellow Daoist Mo hasn't answered my question yet." Guan Yi was extremely persistent about the golden sword Mo Ranyi had just unveiled. "If you don't want to answer, could you, Daoist Friend Mo, take out the sword and let me take a look at it again?"

"It's not very convenient." Mo Ranyi said softly, and motioned to the fat girl to let it fly away and let her play by herself.

The fat girl's little body was twisted in mid-air, and her little hands were moving back and forth, as if she didn't know where to put it.

"Go." Mo Ranyi was amused for a while. What's so cool about this? It's not like I'm asking you to go on a blind date, or just have fun with the Moon Butterflies.

Guan Yi was a little annoyed. He couldn't explain why he was so angry. The woman in front of him looked like she couldn't see him and completely ignored him, which made him extremely uncomfortable. "What if I said I must see it!"

Mo Ranyi sighed softly. She wanted to endure it more before she came, but sometimes, it's really not something that can be overcome by endurance.

Hanyu Palace is indeed not as far away as Langxie Sword Sect, but in this Qianya Mountain, she can be regarded as a master after all. Since she refused at the beginning, she can't go back on her words halfway.

Furthermore, if the situation hadn't been critical just now, how would she have allowed the Golden Sword to appear and let others admire it?Go ahead and dream!
"Guanyou really knows how to joke." Mo Ranyi laughed, holding Wei Wuyou between his eyes.

The latter came out in time to smooth things over, "Haha, fellow Taoist Mo, don't be surprised, my junior brother is a sword fanatic..."

Guan Yi frowned and just stared at Mo Ranyi, as if he wanted to see her as nothing.

"Do you dare to fight me?!" Guan Yi walked up to Mo Ranyi and asked solemnly.

"My Blood-threaded Ghost Sword Butterfly just had a fight, and the fellow conduits also saw it. Don't you think it's inappropriate to propose a fight now?" Mo Ranyi's face turned cold. Over the years, her temper has become better and better. She didn't have the understanding of a frustrated person in the past. She vaguely knew that it was probably influenced by the remnant soul left by the goddess of night. The history of the war from beginning to end and the violence in power would have some impact on her character.

She is not afraid of fighting, but she is worried that if she fights too passionately, she will have some conflicts with the Langye Sword Sect.

Hanyu Palace has offended some sects before, and now that it is at odds with the Langxie Sword Sect within the territory, it is really being attacked internally and externally, which is not conducive to the development of the sect.

(End of this chapter)