This small thatched hut was built in the middle of a forest, surrounded by green trees, with a cool breeze blowing head-on.

The next day, the woman danced her weird swordsmanship in front of the house.

The boy was sitting beside him flipping through a book, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, will you regret saving that person?"

The woman smiled and was about to answer when a cold voice sounded behind her: "What kind of sword technique is this?" It turned out that Mo Yan had already walked out of the house and was standing three feet away from her.

The woman turned her head and asked him, "Why don't you leave?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then said, "Wangsheng Pavilion never tolerates losers, I have... nowhere to go."

The boy next to him suddenly coughed continuously, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The woman was shocked, stopped her hands, and hurried forward to check.She frowned and asked worriedly: "Have you used your talent again?"

Mo Yan seemed to understand something, and a gleam of light flashed in his cold and black eyes: "You went to snatch the Soul Resurrection Orb because of him, right?"

Hearing the words, the boy stopped coughing, and said anxiously, "Sister, is what he said true?"

The woman stretched out her right hand, wiped the blood from the corner of the boy's mouth with her sleeve, looked at him with tender eyes, and said, "I won't let you die."

The boy looked painful: "But I don't want you to be in danger either."

It turned out that the woman's name was Yang Xue, and the boy's name was Bai Jieyu.Although they are not biological siblings, they are better than biological siblings.It's a pity that Bai Jieyu's natural meridians are weaker than ordinary people's, and he may die soon.

……

When Mo Yan returned to the hut with a bundle of firewood on his back, it was already night and the moon was shining in the sky.

With a "creak", the closed door of the hut opened, and Yang Xue walked out from inside.She lit a lantern in front of the door, illuminating her snow-white face.

Yang Xue smiled and said, "You owe me another life, they are here to find you this time."

Hearing this, Mo Yan looked behind her, there were still several dead men in black lying on the ground in the house, it turned out that the killer from the Wusheng Pavilion had quietly arrived.

Bai Jieyu fell on the bed, as if he had lost his breath.

Yang Xue's figure swayed slightly, as if she would fall down at any moment.

He was terrified when he saw it, and hurried forward to support her, only to see that there were many more wounds on her body, but the most important thing was that her internal energy was completely lost, her meridians were disordered, and she looked like she was about to die.

Mo Yan: "Your internal strength?"

Yang Xue looked back at her younger brother, and said weakly: "Even if I tried my best, if I don't have the Resurrection Orb, it will be a failure in the end." It turned out that she didn't get the Resurrection Orb, and she used her energy to save her brother's life until the critical moment , But just in time for the killer to attack, the continuation of life was unfortunately interrupted.Later, after a fierce struggle, her own internal strength was exhausted, and her life was exhausted, so it was impossible to save herself, let alone her younger brother.

Mo Yan understood that Yang Xue was exchanging her life for her brother's life. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of admiration for this strange woman. He asked, "What else can I do for you?" ?”

Yang Xue: "Practice the sword with me one more time. If I can die by the sword technique I created, I won't be shaken." She was smart since she was a child, and also very talented in martial arts. A set of weird swordsmanship is self-created.

That night, the figures in the forest were full of shadows, and the sword energy was everywhere.Mo Yan stopped at the last move. These days, he always watched Yang Xue dance with his sword. He remembered that the last move of this sword technique was to stab the opponent's chest.He also knew that Yang Xue would not run away this time.

Yang Xue also stopped her hands, looked up at the starry sky, closed her eyes, and said softly, "I forgot to tell you that this set of sword techniques is called Yunshenjiehai. Also, I don't regret saving you."

Mo Yan had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, and lightly nodded his head. The long sword in his hand was sent forward again. The long sword sank into Yang Xue's chest, and blood slowly gushed out from the wound.

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