Meet the moon again

Qi Lin frowned, his gaze coldly swept across the extra gully on the ground.

The weeds are either rolled up or folded.The loess was dug out, and the sword energy left a finger-deep hook mark on it.The remaining spiritual power inside was cold and fierce, fearing that if it moved an inch to the left, Qi Lin's feet could be chopped off.

Qiao Zhuo, who fell to the ground, was protected by three boys, staring at Qi Lin with four pairs of eyes full of hostility, afraid that he would come over and grab someone's neck next time.

Qi Lin ignored their gazes, because someone attracted his attention more than these chicks.

"It smells like a fox." Qi Lin said coolly.

"Grandpa's smell is delicious!"

What he said offended the ancestors who came from nowhere, Qiao Zhuo and the others saw a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and then there were splashes of water exploding in the pool one after another.

It was a man wearing a black translucent shirt. The entire upper body was faintly visible under the refraction of the moonlight, especially his waist, which was so slender that the two women present would feel ashamed.If it was on a normal day, Qiao Zhuo and the others would blow the hooligan whistle and make fun of it, but after all, life is important now, so there is no reason to pay attention to this or that.

He held a short stick in his hand, which looked like the kind held by ordinary security guards.But between several movements, a cobalt blue electric current burst out from the stick.

Qi Lin didn't know the wonder of this weapon, he raised his hand and took the blow from the man, the electric current flowed in his palm immediately, burning the flesh on his hand in an instant.

He didn't make a sound at all, just pushed his sleeves half a step away with a wave of his sleeves, his eyes were dim and uncertain.

"It's the first time I've seen you."

The man snorted disdainfully, and was about to stab him with the stick again as soon as he moved his hand.However, a silver light flashed in Qi Lin's hand, and then gradually extended into the shape of a sword as if tens of thousands of stars were gathered.

It is a dagger with carved flowers on it, shining coldly under the moon.

No one in Qiao Zhuo really dared to show his air. Who would have thought that they would really encounter such a magical event.

The man holding the stick showed a look of astonishment, as if he saw something strange.

He asked, "Are you a demon?"

Qi Lin rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about how to answer this question.After a while, he came up with a sword, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a beautiful arc: "It's your grandfather."

These words undoubtedly ignited a fire in the man's head, and it burned all over his body in an instant.The electric current on the short stick became brighter again, he turned sideways, and touched Qi Lin's short sword.

The latter immediately retreated with his sword, and at the same time turned his wrist, the sword was diverted from bottom to top, hitting the man's waist and abdomen.

The short stick blocked the sword halfway in front of him, and the sound of the stick made an unstoppable buzzing whine.The tiger's mouth was sore from the shock, and a gust of wind swayed outward from the place where the sword and stick met.

Qi Lin turned his sword, raised his wrist, and easily let the short stick out of the man's hand.The burned left hand followed closely, and slapped the man's chest as a palm.

This palm was mixed with [-]% of his spiritual power, and I don't know if it was because he had slept for too long, it taught him a little tricky, and he could only mobilize half of his original cultivation base.

The short stick lost its current in an instant after leaving his hand, and fell helplessly to the edge of the grass.The man stepped back a few feet, barely stopping in front of a tree.

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, slowly raised his sword, and the tip of the sword fell straight in front of the man's neck.

"Boss, if you don't come, I'm really going to finish the game!" The man shouted.

Qi Lin charged forward with his sword, but was stopped in front of him.

"Why are you shouting, don't you want to lose face this time?" It was a girl who spoke, her voice was a little hoarse.

But Qi Lin knew that it wasn't her who stopped him.

A wind blew up in the mountains, and the weeds under our feet swayed one after another to the east, and the air was mixed with a scent of lilies.

The scent rushed into Qi Lin's nostrils, almost forcing him to sneeze.

Qi Lin held the sword in his right hand and raised it upwards. Black air faintly appeared on the tip of the sword, and then the black air gradually extended until it completely wrapped around the entire body of the sword.

The man shouted again: "Help me first, please!"

In the next second, the sword light had arrived.

Qi Lin had never seen such a sword intent before, it was as cold as the ice and snow on Kunlun Mountain that never melted, and it was so clean that it didn't have any blemishes.I don't know what kind of talent and intelligence it is, and it is the sword intent that can only be condensed after many years of training.

Not even love.

Moreover, this wisp of sword intent actually contained no killing intent.There are some contradictions.

The black air on the short sword shrank back, Qi Lin raised his head to look at Jianxiu standing in mid-air with his sword.

He stood against the light, and the moonlight blurred his outline.With such broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a slender figure, he looked very much like an old friend in his memory.

Qi Lin couldn't help being a little happy.But when that person landed in front of him, his expression froze immediately.

not him.

Zhong Qing is a well-known handsome man in Xianmen, everything is just right, especially those peach blossom eyes, even if he has a sullen face all the year round and forcefully presses the corners of his upturned eyes, he can't cover them up. The touching soul of those eyes.

And the person in front of him...

It would be absurd to say that his face is dull.This face is really ordinary, and there is even a scar that runs through most of the face.The scar stretched from under the right eye all the way to the left cheek, it was very scary to look at.

Qi Lin felt that his eyes had been hurt, and turned his head to look away, only to see a girl in front of the previous man.

It is a lily.Qi Lin thought about it.

How should I describe it, he was just having a dream, why would he suffer from such visual torture after waking up?

It's okay for the man to be dressed in a nondescript manner, but the girl is wearing a white dress, revealing most of her shoulders, and the trousers on her lower body only reach the bottom of her thighs, so they can't cover anything at all.

Rao has never seen such a revealing outfit on those female demon cultivators in the past.

"Qi Lin." The sword repairer in that room said softly, Qi Lin turned his head and met his calm eyes, only felt that apart from his figure, even his eyes were exactly the same as Zhong Qing.

Maybe he wanted to love too much.

"You recognize me?"

"I've heard the name of the Demon Emperor earlier. I'm going to Liu Wengui, the captain of the first team of the Special Investigation Bureau." His tone was also flat without any ups and downs, like a machine that had been ordered.

"I don't know." Qi Lin said.

"Of course the Demon Emperor has never heard of our name. After all, it has been 500 years since the time of the Demon Emperor's death." The girl responded.

"Year 500?"

Liu Wengui said, "Yes."

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Qi Lin said coldly, his eyes swept to Qiao Zhuo and the others who were running around to keep warm and shivering, and then fell back on Liu Wengui.

"No." He heard the man say.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you and then kill them?"

"Senior has been trapped for many years, and I think I lost a lot of cultivation base. Besides, senior is not my opponent at all."

Although what he said was rampant, it was true.From the moment he felt the sword energy, Qi Lin knew that the sword cultivator in front of him was absolutely extraordinary, even... even far better than his previous love.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed not his opponent.

Qi Lin snorted coldly, threw the sword in his hand upwards in mid-air, and then jumped up.

"Senior is not familiar with this place, why don't you go back to the Special Investigation Bureau with us." Liu Wengui stepped forward to persuade.

I do not want it.Thinking about it, Qi Lin mobilized his whole body's spiritual power and marched southward with his sword.He didn't believe these people's words, what 500 years, what special bureau.

He was just having a dream.

There is love in the dream, there is Wanren Mountain, now I wake up...how can everything be empty when I wake up.

The dagger carried him through the forest, the sound of the wind around him, the chirping of cicadas on the trees, and the clear sound of leaves all merged into one in his ears, submerged under the surging tide of his heart.

But it wasn't long, not even a mile away, Qi Lin's spiritual veins seemed to be exhausted, and there was no more trouble.There seemed to be a boulder tied to his leg, and it seemed to be in shackles, preventing him from moving even a bit.

Without the impetus of spiritual power, the dagger fell from midair like a kite with a broken string, and Qi Lin quickly grabbed a tree trunk as a buffer, so that he would not be so embarrassed.

He cursed under his breath.

why?

He leaned half on the tree trunk, closed his eyes and began to mobilize his spiritual power.But no matter how he struggled, his spiritual veins were like stagnant water, without any waves.

With his previous strength, not to mention Yujian flying a stick of incense, there should be half a stick of incense.I'm afraid it's like this now that the fragrance hasn't even dropped a bit?

There were rustling footsteps behind him, and Qi Lin returned to his thoughts, leaning on the tree trunk and looking back.

Liu Wengui was standing not far behind him, with the shadow covering his face, Qi Lin could hardly see his expression clearly.

Strangely, at the moment he appeared, Qi Lin actually felt that the force binding his calf loosened a bit.

Could it be...

A thought involuntarily popped up in his mind, Qi Lin frowned, and his eyes on Liu Wengui became serious.

He summoned the spiritual power in his body as if tentatively, and ran forward while skimming the tree trunk.Still within a mile, he felt the emptiness of Linghai again, and even almost fell off the tree trunk.

really.

The next moment Liu Wengui landed on the tree trunk not far behind him.Qi Lin raised his sword and turned around, asking, "What did you do?"

Liu Wengui said nonchalantly, "No."

"Heh." Qi Lin smiled and continued, "I can't walk a mile, what did you do to me?"

Liu Wengui still said bluntly: "I don't."

Qi Lin looked at his expression, and felt that the sword repairman in front of him was frank and frank, and didn't look like a liar.

They stood silently on two tree trunks and looked at each other from a distance, the night wind blowing from the mountain lifted Qi Lin's hair.

In the end, Qi Lin was the first to break the silence: "You said you want to take me back to that special bureau, please."

Liu Wengui nodded, and jumped from that end to the tree trunk at Qi Lin's end.

"After I go back, I will look up this method and return the Demon Emperor to freedom."

Qi Lin raised the corner of his mouth, and said lazily: "This thing is not bad, in case you lose me if you don't pay attention."

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