The Venerable Swordsman

Love?

Ye Xuan does not know what love is, and he has never loved it before. He only knows that he likes to be with An Xiu.

As for anything else, he did not think about it!

At this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly stopped, not far from him, standing an old man.

Come, it is the old spirit who followed An Xiuxiu.

Ye Xuan glanced at the old man and did not speak.

Ling Lao looked at Ye Xuan, then Shen Sheng: "The old man is ruined, a servant next to the lady!"

"An girl?" Ye Xuan asked.

Ling old nodded.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly. "What about the seniors?"

Ling Lao Shen said: "Ye Gongzi, the old words to say next, may have offended, but also hope to forgive."

Ye Xuan nodded, "You said."

Ling Laodao: "Although the young lady is Jiang Guoren, you should also see it. Her origins are not simple. It is not good to say that the people she met in Jiang Guo may only look up to her in the future, even I don’t have any qualifications to look up to her. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ye Xuan nodded. "You want to tell me, let me not approach her, right?"

Ling Lao nodded, "Ye Gongzi can be valued by the young lady. I want to come and have something extraordinary. However, the young lady is not only enchanting herself, but the power behind her is something that Ye Gongzi can't imagine. If Ye Gongzi has any other thoughts about Miss, then Forgiveness, Ye Gongzi may live very tired and tired, even very miserable, and Miss may be because you are tired!"

Ye Xuan is silent.

Ling Lao glanced at Ye Xuan, "Ye Gongzi, old words, please think more, leave!"

After that, the space in front of him suddenly split, and the next moment, the old man disappeared into the crack of the space.

Break open the space!

This kind of means, only the strong who can achieve the glory can do it!

Above the imperial atmosphere is the emptiness of the air, the upper level of the emptiness is the secluded environment, the other party is higher than him, and this kind of turf is only a servant! The other side deliberately showed strength in front of him, the meaning is already very obvious!

After leaving a moment, Ye Xuan walked slowly toward the mountain.

"Is there pressure?" The mysterious woman suddenly said.

Ye Xuan nodded.

The mysterious woman said: "The fire spirit in your sister's body is up to one month. After one month, if you can't find a substitute, she will be very dangerous. Besides, the guy who is being held on the second floor should immediately Wake up. Once it wakes up and you can't find it, you will die. If you die, your sister's end may be even worse."

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, "I want to cultivate! I want to become stronger!"

After that, he speeded up.

Being strong is for the younger sister, for himself, for living, and for the pursuit of what he wants.

This is like a secular person, no money, what love do you talk about? What kind of live moisture?

Many emotions are based on money, although not absolute, but most of them are like this.

Soon, Ye Xuan returned to the front of the temple, and when he came to the temple, his face suddenly changed.

In the distance, Ye Ling sat on the ground and kept crying, and next to Ye Ling, it was the dark cloud of the nose and face. At this moment, Mo Yunqi was pointing at Ye Ling, and Ye Ling was crying even more fierce. !

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan's look instantly smashed. "You dare to bully my sister!"

The sound fell, and in his palm, a sword quietly gathered!

The next moment, a powerful pressure accompanied by a faint swordsman swept out of his body, the weed in front of him was instantly smashed by this momentum and swordsman...

A sword is set to die!

Seeing Ye Xuan, who suddenly violently walked away, Mo Yun’s face was full of arrogance. He was about to talk. Ye Xuan had already rushed toward him with a sword. He noticed the power in Ye Xuan’s sword, and Mo Yun’s heart was stunned. Dare to pick up, he quickly jumped and jumped over the wall.

However, he just turned over the wall, and the wall was directly turned into powder!

"The trough!"

The gap turned into a powder on the back of the wall, and the ink cloud twitched his face. He quickly accelerated and ran towards the distance.

Behind him, Ye Xuan madly chased him, where Ye Xuan passed, a mess...

Inside the hall, watching Ye Xuan and Mo Yun disappeared not far away, Ye Ling stayed, and then she ran quickly. When she ran outside the wall, Ye Xuan and Mo Yunqi had disappeared into the distance. At the end, she can only vaguely hear the flustered voice of the ink cloud. "Big brother... I didn't bully your sister, you calm down..."

However, soon, the sound of the ink cloud was covered by the sword!

Ye Ling stayed, "What if my brother hurts himself?..."

After that, she rushed to the courtyard of Ji Laotou. In the yard, Ji Laotou lay on a lounge chair with a wine gourd in his mouth and was screaming.

Ye Ling held the old man's arm and shook his head. He said, "Grandpa, my brother is fighting with the guy. Go and see."

There is no movement in the old man, and the drunk is like a mud.

Ye Ling had no choice but to run to the courtyard of Ji Anzhi. Ji Anzhi glanced at Ye Ling, and Ye Ling was anxious. "Jie sister, my brother is fighting with that person. Do you want to persuade? I am afraid that my brother is hurt. Yourself!"

Ji Anzhi came to Ye Ling, "Can you cook?"

Ye Ling nodded subconsciously.

Ji'an said: "I am hungry."

Ye Ling: "..."

......

In addition to a large abandoned building, the rear of the temple is a mountain range, and at this moment, two figures are running wild in a jungle in this mountain range!

The head is Mo Yunqi. On his feet, there are two wind chimes. With the blessing of these two winds, his speed is like a blast, and he is very fast. Behind him is Ye Xuan, who holds the Lingbi sword!

At this moment, Ye Xuan is full of violent breath. Wherever he goes, the flowers and trees are basically cut off.

After Mo Yun started running for almost half an hour, he chose to fight with Ye Xuan. However, when Ye Xuan exhibited a sword for life and death, he decisively chose to escape. Because his iron rod, not yet close to Ye Xuan's sword, was directly smashed by the sword of the Xuan Lingling sword!

It is directly smashed!

can not fight!

When the ink cloud went crazy, he ran to the depths of the jungle, and behind him, Ye Xuan chased after...

In this way, one person flees, one person chases, chasing from night to dawn...

At dawn, Moyun ran back to the front of the temple. He had just stopped. Ye Xuan appeared behind him. Ye Xuan was going to start, and Ye Ling, who had waited for one night in front of the stone steps, ran and hugged. Ye Xuan, "Brother, brother, you, are you okay? He, he didn't hurt you!"

Not far away, the ink cloud lying on the ground and gasping for a breath, when I heard the words of Ye Ling, the gas almost cut off directly, "I... I....."

At this moment, when seeing Ye Ling, Ye Xuan was slightly normal. He gently licked the small head of Qi Ye Ling. "You, are you okay?"

Ye Ling quickly shook his head. "I am fine."

Ye Xuan looked at the ink cloud lying on the ground not far away. The latter changed his face and was extremely alert. "You, you, don't mess, me, I didn't bully your sister, you, ask yourself." !"

Ye Xuan regained his gaze, and he looked at Ye Ling. "What happened before?"

Ye Ling bowed slightly and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xuan softly.

Ye Ling whispered: "I remembered that when I was with my brother in Ye Family, at that time, my brother got a buns, and he was not willing to eat. He gave me food. So my brother almost starved to death, I... ”

As she spoke, she ran down with tears.

Ye Xuan gently hugged Ye Ling, "stupid gimmick, the previous things have passed. Brother will never let you suffer again!"

Ye Ling clung to Ye Xuan. "My brother can't be too bitter, okay?"

Ye Xuan grinned and said, "Well, we will all have a good life in the future, okay?"

Ye Ling looked up at Ye Xuan and broke a smile. "Good."

Soon, Ye Ling fell asleep in Ye Xuanhuai.

After Ye Xuan took Ye Ling back to the room, he came to the temple hall, sitting in the ink cloud not far away, and Mo Yun took a look of alert.

Ye Xuan took out a wine gourd and threw it to the ink cloud. "Sorry!"

Mo Yun took a look at Ye Xuan, he picked up the wine gourd and slammed it, then said: "What did you call the sword technique?"

"A sword is set to die!" Ye Xuan answered.

The beginning of the ink cloud, "very strong, I can't stop it!"

Ye Xuan looked at the ink cloud. "You have two winds under your feet. Is that martial arts?"

The starting point of the ink cloud, "Wanli chasing wind skills, Xuanjie lower products."

As he said, he lay on the stone steps. "If it weren't for this martial art, I was just killed by a sword."

Ye Xuan is also lying on the stone steps. He holds his head in his hands and looks at the distance in the distance. "I'm sorry!"

Mo Yun shook his head. "I also blame me for being guilty. When I saw your sister crying, I just teased her and said that you were smashed by me. The more she cried, the more she cried..."

Ye Xuan: "..."

Just then, at the end of the two sights, a bald man was coming towards them.

The man is about eighteen or nine years old, bald and extremely burly. He is bigger than Ye Yunqi and Ye Xuan. He is in the upper body, does not wear clothes, and his whole body muscles bulge. He looks quite awkward.

On the man's neck, some bones, some bones, and blood!

Mo Yun whispered: "This guy should be our other student."

Speaking of this, he turned to look at Ye Xuan, "Hit him a meal?"

Ye Xuan thought about it and said: "Are you going first?"

The ink cloud shrugged, "Go up!"

After that, his right foot was lightly touched, and the whole person floated out directly. It was extremely chic and the speed was extremely fast. This speed made Ye Xuan feel better than himself!

Soon, Mo Yun appeared in front of the bald man, and he swept his foot directly to the shoulder of the bald man.

The bald man does not evade.

boom!

As a muffled sound rang, the ink cloud was directly shaken back a few feet, his right foot, constantly shaking, and the bald man, motionless!

The bald man looked at the ink cloud and looked bad.

The ink cloud changed slightly. He turned his head and looked at Ye Xuan, not far away. "Let's go together!"

Ye Xuan went to the bald man, the bald man was on some alert, and at this time, Ye Xuan suddenly hugged his fist, "Hey College, welcome you!"

Mo Yun looked at Ye Xuan with amazement, "You..."

The bald man held a fist at Ye Xuan, "Thank you!"

After that, he turned his head and looked at the ink cloud not far away. Mo Yun smiled and laughed. "Misunderstanding, it is a misunderstanding..."

The bald man suddenly rushed toward the ink cloud, and the ink cloud changed his face. He turned and ran. "Ye Xuan, you are a bastard, you sell me......."

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