Meet the moon again

Spears pierced through the fog, cold iron collided, and there was a ringing sound.

Qi Lin's sword point was originally aimed at Shang Xingyun, but just as the sword wind cut through the mist, he was stopped by the puppet next to him with a gun.Shang Xingyun's puppetry has reached the pinnacle, every move of the puppet is like an ordinary person, without any stiffness or stagnation.

The point of the gun touched the sword, and the puppet turned its wrist, and a huge force was exerted on the sword, forcing Qi Lin to back straight away.

Qi Lin folded his body and spun around, turning away from the gun body, with a swipe of the long sword, it almost missed the puppet's shoulder.

The puppet couldn't bear to show weakness, and the next second, the wind came again, and he swept across with his gun, crossing Qi Lin's long sword.

There was only a soft sound of "噚——", and the weeds on the ground swung outward for tens of meters, and layers of water splashed on the water.

Zhong Qing heard the sound of guns and swords intersecting, and heard the sound of wind tearing.He twisted his hand and held the sword to distinguish the surrounding sounds.A small sound of rubbing passed by his ears, and suddenly, he skimmed away from the water, bypassing the battle and went straight to Shang Xingyun.

Remnant wind and snow will last forever.The sword energy pierced through the sky, and a set of "Thousand Autumn Snow" attacked Shang Xingyun with the momentum of thunder.

However, I didn't want Shang Xingyun to just look bad at Yu Xing. At the moment when the sword wind was approaching, the wheelchair under him suddenly turned, leading him back.

Perhaps it was through spiritual power.

Zhong Qing's sword has not stopped, and his moves are fierce, which is not like the style of the past.Shang Xingyun blindly dodged, and with a few moves, he had retreated several feet away.

Qi Lin and the puppet were evenly matched, and there was still no winner.He guessed that the joints of the puppet might not be as dexterous as ordinary people, and the sword pointed at his elbows and knees.

"I've heard people say that the Wuxia Sword has the appearance of being possessed by a demon." Shang Xingyun said suddenly, with a sarcasm in his tone.

Qi Lin paused, and the spear took the opportunity to press towards his chest.He grabbed the gun end and jumped into the air, kicking the puppet's jaw.When he landed, there was a bloodstain on his hand, and the blood dripped down his fingers to the ground.

Zhong Qing didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and the moves were all flowing like clouds and flowing water, without stopping the diarrhea at all.

"According to your ruthless temperament, it's not easy to become a demon... I guess it's because of him." Shang Xingyun continued provocatively.

Hearing this, Qi Lin cast a glance at Zhong Qing.He pursed his lips tightly, his sword eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the muscles on his face were tense coldly, as if he was suppressing something.It's not that Qi Lin has never guessed the reason for Zhong Qing's obsession, nor did he think that it was because of him, but now that Shang Xingyun said it, and seeing Zhong Qing's reaction, he intuitively felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.

Even though he knew in his heart that this was just Shang Xingyun's aggressive method, he still had some influence.

What did Zhong Qing hide from him, what did he do 500 years ago, and what did he mean in the woods earlier.

Qi Lin couldn't stop thinking about those past events, his mind became a mess, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

"You want to protect him..."

"You hid him..."

"Let me think about it, do you want to kill me first and then release him?"

Zhong Qing's offensive became more and more fierce, and Shang Xingyun's coat had many gaps. If he hadn't avoided it in time, Zhong Qing's saber would have already cut his flesh.

"You look like this, are you angry?" Shang Xingyun moved the wheelchair under him with a sneer, and the sword edge passed by his armrest, knocking off a large piece of sawdust.

Qi Lin was dealing with the puppet in front of him, and at the same time he had to pay attention to the situation of love. When he accidentally lowered his chest, a hole was ripped open by the spear.

He looked down at the light red bloodstains on the flesh of his eyelids, and the devilish energy burst out from his hands, wrapping around the puppet.The puppet resisted with a horizontal spear, entangled with the scattered magic energy endlessly.Qi Lin took the opportunity to swipe his sword, and stabbed at him empty door.

The long sword sank into the side of the puppet, he swung the spear and hit Qi Lin's waist.Qi Lin drew his sword back, and wrapped the black thread around his arm, preparing to stab his heart in the next move.

But he didn't want to, Shang Xingyun laughed softly.

Before Qi Lin could react, he heard a hideous sound.

Shang Shenzhou, who was out of trouble, stood opposite Zhong Qing, pointing his spear at Zhong Qing's sword.

What he said just now was to delay the time and wait for Shang Shenzhou's arrival.

Shang Shenzhou's eyes are exactly the same as Shang Xingyun's, they are both disdainful and contemptuous, like a god who despises ants and common people.From Qi Lin's point of view, Zhong Qing's expression was flat, blood was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was glowing with white light. In contrast, it looked like a Buddha statue.

Shang Chenzhou took a gun, and the point of the gun went straight to Zhong Qing's left chest, as if he had made up his mind to kill him on the spot.Shang Xingyun controlled the wheelchair and assisted him. Although he used swords more and more, he used spiritual power as a supplement, using the same moves as Qi Lin to entangle Zhongqing and distract him.

Zhong Ai's sword is like cold iron, every time the spear and sword collide, the humming and roaring almost resounds through the sky.

But he, who was blind, was no match for the two of them. After several fights, he soon lost the upper hand, all supported by his loneliness and bravery.

Seeing that he was weak from the corner of his eyes, Qi Lin lifted the tip of the puppet's pistol away, and a black line gathered on his fingertips, and swept him out.He wanted to run to Zhongqing to help, but the puppet was like a piece of brown sugar. Before he was close to Zhongqing, he quickly entangled him and drew a border between Chu and Han.

"He's just a black cat who has become fine by relying on magic pills. What's worth fighting against me like this?" Shang Shenzhou's spear pierced Zhong Qing's right shoulder and nailed him to a rock .Spiritual power wrapped around his waist, the sword in his hand dropped downwards, Qi Lin's eyes turned red, and the devilish energy burst out directly from his body, rushing fiercely towards the puppet's face, he kicked the puppet away, and turned around to grab Zhong Qing around.

Zhong Qing is such a high-ranking swordsman, blood and dust, defeat and embarrassment, seem to be unable to touch his clothes.Qi Lin has never seen such love before, his hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his face messily.Blood oozes from the pinned shoulder blade, covering half of his body and soaking his clothes.

He shouldn't be so downcast.

His love should be that calm and reserved appearance, when he is in a good mood, he glances at him lightly, his peach blossom eyes are filled with all kinds of unspeakable things; You can't take off all the moons in the sky to please him.

He shouldn't be like this.

"I like him." Zhong Qing murmured, and the fingertips of her right hand trembled.

Qi Lin's heart seemed to have been knocked, and in an instant the sour dates and green plums entered his stomach, all kinds of sourness covered with all kinds of joy.Zhong Qing told him that he likes her, but now...he doesn't want this kind of love.

He looked at Zhong Qing's eyes, the eyelids were half-drooped, and under the cover of eyelashes, the fog in the eyes seemed to be getting thicker.

The other party seemed to feel something, turned his head and smiled at him.

For the first time, Qi Lin felt that Zhong Qing's smile was ugly.

too bitter.Every line is rigid.

"It still has to be handed over to you."

In an instant, Qi Lin felt a burst of devilish energy overflowing from Zhong Qing's body, which made him feel very familiar.It emerged from Qingqing's back, covered his whole body like a madman, and finally sank into his forehead suddenly,

The puppet made a comeback, and the spear brushed against Qi Lin's side.The latter turned back to block, and the next moment another long spear stabbed from behind.

Xu Shi Shang Xingyun felt that love is no longer an obstacle, so he transferred Shang Shenzhou to come and besiege Qi Lin together.

When the spears intersected, Qi Lin stepped on the tip of the spear and turned over, and the sword pointed straight down.He was thinking about Zhong Ai, and the smile just now lingered in his mind.Qi Lin's devilish energy spread out in all directions, like a spider web, tightly enclosing the surroundings, frantically exerting pressure on the two puppets.

He broke off the puppet's long spear, broke off the end of the spear and stabbed it into his stomach, grabbed the other end of the spear with one hand, turned around and kicked Shang Shenzhou's right shoulder.

The blade of the gun cut his hand so bloody, the flesh rolled up, and it was almost impossible to see the original appearance, but Qi Lin didn't seem to feel the pain, letting the blood drip into the weeds, his hands moved No less.

He wants to find love.

Love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled.

His love is only a few feet away from him, but a distance that can be reached with a few ups and downs.

Simple... very.

During the fight, Qi Lin faintly heard a few thunderclaps.It seems to be more than ten miles away from here, but it makes people feel very depressed.

There was a burst of warmth in his dantian, just like the feeling he felt every time when love sent him spiritual power.

Shang Xingyun glanced at Qi Lin in surprise, then turned his head and stared fiercely at Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing uttered the last word sound, pursed her lips, and showed a relieved smile.

"So that's how your devilish energy came from." Shang Xingyun gritted his teeth and said.

"It's really affectionate...it's really infatuation..." he said mockingly, moving the wheelchair to approach Zhongqing, "do you think I can't do anything if I change his magic pill?"

Qi Lin's movements were stiff.

What is Shangxingyun talking about?

"You transferred its demonic energy to yourself, so you gave birth to a demon. But have you ever thought that you won't be able to live after things are done?" Shang Xingyun glanced at Qi Lin and continued.

Every word is very familiar to him, but it can't be formed into words after falling into his ears.What kind of demonic energy, what kind of inner demon, what did Zhong Qing mean by "Forget me, live well"... Qi Lin finally knew.

He mechanically fended off Shang Shenzhou's spear, turned out an iron fan and swept towards his face, the fan bones carved several scars on his face, Qi Lin closed the fan and fell, colliding with the spear again.

He almost used a chaotic and reckless style of play to face Shangshang Shenzhou's offensive again and again.

A bolt of lightning went straight down into the pool, immediately blasting waves several feet high.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third all fell, and the shining white light hurt the eyes.

Zhong Qing said indifferently: "I am willing."

When the sound fell, he dropped the long sword in his hand.

A bolt of lightning strikes in front of him, and even if Shang Xingyun backed away hurriedly, he could not help being affected.

It is catastrophe.

Zhongqing forcibly attracted his catastrophe... No, it was the catastrophe caused by Moxiu who entered the immortal way from the demonic way.

"Okay...okay...I'm afraid that when you helped him hide in Tiger Mountain 500 years ago, you expected today. You would risk your life to prevent me from getting his magic pill...I just won't let you do what you want!"

Shang Xingyun flipped the wheelchair angrily, and with every move in his hand, his spiritual power turned into several short knives and threw them at Qi Lin one after another.

The scorching heat of Dantian gradually swept his whole body, Qi Lin looked at Zhong Qing, suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and staggered to avoid the flying spirit blade.

Ten thousand zhang thunder light filled the sky, black clouds oppressed the environment, it was unstoppable.

White light enveloped the earth, and the electric current made a "sizzling" sound, and the spirit blade was annihilated in this layer of light mist, just like the other two puppets.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, Devouring Qi Lin heard Zhong Qing say softly, "I'm sorry."