I fought with Bai Yueguang's sword

13.

Jian meets Heng Yaoguang again.

In Lingzhou on the seventeenth day of the laurel month.

Lingzhou has green mountains, rolling snow, wind, and crooked night moon.

Jian saw Heng Yaoguang.

It was still hidden in the sheath, and Jim Mengshi held it tightly in his hand.

It looks at a glance.

Sitting in the lobby of the inn, Heng Yaoguang looked out of the world, and was out of tune with this inn full of Jianghu atmosphere.

But he didn't notice it, only when his eyes fell, a little smile appeared on his face.

The sword was in the sheath, it looked at it coldly, folded its arms and sneered.

She made such an expression, but she didn't know who she was trying to seduce.

Jian thought unhappily.

14.

Ji Mengshi took a seat opposite Heng Yaoguang.

They have known each other for a long time, and it is widely rumored in the cultivation world that their fate is difficult to understand, and it is probably due to their long-term acquaintance.

Ji Mengshi can't remember exactly when he met Heng Yaoguang for the first time.

When he thought about it carefully, he recalled Heng Yaoguang's stunning sword when he first met him.

It was so fast that no one could see clearly, and it was so bright that it was shocking.

In the dim light of night at that time, there was only one sword light that could be called stunning.

Like rouge falling on a sword, like the setting sun hidden in the blade.

At that time, Heng Yaoguang was standing among the crowd, holding on to the sword, and tilting his head slightly.

Heng Yaoguang said: "This style is called Zhu Yun Baixue."

Because the light of the sword is like frost, the energy of the sword is like a rainbow, like clouds like snow, nothing is clear.

Thinking of this, Ji Mengshi couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

he thinks.

Heng Yaoguang is obsessed with swords, so she loves watching swords the most.Never leave your sword, never drop your own sword.

But how many years ago—?

Now Heng Yaoguang no longer uses a sword.

15.

They were silent with each other for a long time.

No one knew how to speak, even though they seemed to have countless things to say.

Everyone in the world is talking about how Heng Yaoguang pursues Ji Mengshi.

But Ji Mengshi felt that there was nothing groundless.

They are all talking nonsense.

And Heng Yaoguang didn't bother to explain, and he didn't want to clarify anything.

The sword trembled at this moment.

It was in the sheath, angry and anxious.

Jian murmured: "I heard Jian said that it is normal for people to look at each other for more than three breaths. If it exceeds ten breaths, something bad will happen."

The sword is not afraid of Ji Mengshi reprimanding it for being willful.

It is even more afraid that Ji Mengshi and Heng Yaoguang have looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly Fu Zhixin falls in love with each other.

16.

Jian couldn't take it anymore.

The sword clattered in its sheath.

It was anxious to jump up, but the sheath locked it firmly.

Ever since it got out of its sheath in anger and was beaten up by Heng Yaoguang, Ji Mengshi begged the elder to add another seal.

The more Jian thought about it, the more angry he became.

It still feels uncomfortable when it thinks of that day.

The elder with the white beard said to Jimengshi: "This is a divine sword, you can't recognize its master easily, if you let it go like this again, it will definitely bite back."

Jian was retorting loudly at the time: "Nonsense! How is this possible!"

But Ji Mengshi already believed it.

Ji Mengshi said: "The elder is right, I will definitely discipline him well."

So now it becomes like this.

The sword was in the sheath, humming and trembling, eager to get out of the sheath.

Ji Mengshi ignored him.

17.

The sword protested angrily and aggrievedly in its sheath for a long while, and Ji Mengshi finally moved.

He put the sword on the table.

Then he said to Heng Yaoguang: "Chen Yin has been really impetuous recently, I wonder if Xianjun can help me find out?"

Jian froze.

Jian was at a loss.

The sword was lying on the table, it glanced at Jimeng, and asked in surprise: "Are you serious?"

18.

Heng Yaoguang is a knowledgeable and interesting person.

He looked at Jimeng meaningfully for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Do your best."

After saying that, he lightly pressed his fingers on the scabbard.

The sword body trembled uncontrollably.

Heng Yaoguang's fingertips were a little cold, but when the scabbard touched it, the sword felt boiling hot for no reason.

As if he had to answer him.

Heng Yaoguang is a natural swordsman, he must have resonance with the sword and the scabbard.

The sword is under his finger.

in his gaze.

The hot and boiling soul of the sword trembled for only a few breaths.

With the sword in its sheath, it blushed and cursed: "Who told you to touch my clothes like this! Are you a pervert!"

Heng Yaoguang's finger that landed on the scabbard paused.

There was light in his eyes, and he smiled.

Fingers stroked along the beautiful pattern of the scabbard from left to right.

The sword buzzed.

Jian became furious, and quickly took off with his scabbard and fled.

19.

The sword was stopped by Ji Mengshi.

The escape route it chose was, obviously, not very wise.

This is also called self-casting.

Jian is sluggish, Jian is extremely sad, and Jian Duo wants to tell his master.

You wake up!You are helping the evildoers!You are sending me into a tiger's mouth!

But Jimengshi never heard its voice, nor could it hear its inner voice.

Ji Mengshi had a look of shame on his face.

He placed the sword on the table again.

This time, he sighed unceasingly, and said: "As Xianjun saw, Chen Yin is really...too impetuous. I can't control it anymore."

Jian is also sad.

Jian thought, is this what I think? I am all for your own good.

Heng Yaoguang smiled.

The most talented swordsman in the world but no longer a swordsman was talking.

——"Don't worry, if you trust me, just take off the sheath."

20.

The sword clattered in its sheath, and the sheath clattered on the table.

Jian scolded angrily: "Deng Tuzi! Smelly rascal! Who wants to take off his clothes for you to see!"

The more Jian thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

It is not unusual for Heng Yaoguang's words to fall into Ji Mengshi's ears.

If it falls in the ear of the sword, it will be a bolt from the blue.

It is equivalent to Heng Yaoguang molesting it.

Because this passage is translated in this way, that is the meaning.

——If you can trust me, take off your clothes.

This is simply a stinking hooligan, not to mention his pursuit, but he won't even let go of his sword.

Jian Xin thought like beating a drum.

It is angry.

21.

Ji Mengshi has always been upright and open, he is pure and kind, he is really a gentleman.

He couldn't empathize with a sword at all.

Not only that, Jim Mengshi also said "Thank you", and then took off the scabbard.

Jian froze.

Jian was dumbfounded.

The sword just lay naked on the table, with nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

This is completely different from finding trouble with Heng Yaoguang when she was unsheathed.

At that time it was intentional, its sword light was so beautiful that no sword in the world dared to take away its edge.

But not now.

It is forced.

What's more, in front of Heng Yaoguang, this Deng Tuzi even reached out to touch it.

Jian was ashamed and angry, and Jian believed that he should swear to the death to defend his dignity.

As an Excalibur, the sword is so proud.

It started rolling on the table.

22.

However, Heng Yaoguang seemed to be aware of what it was thinking in his heart, and after it rolled around, he calmly held it down.

There is a common saying of hitting a snake and hitting seven inches.

Today there is pressing the sword and pressing the hilt.

The famous Chen Yin Excalibur is known as the Peerless Excalibur.

But now it is windy and cold, the scabbard was taken out, and it was pressed on the table.

The scabbard was its head, and Heng Yaoguang pressed it against its forehead, and it couldn't break free no matter what.

It was so wronged that it wanted to shed tears.

But Excalibur has no tears, Excalibur only has evil spirits.

In just a short moment, everyone in the inn was shocked by the soaring aura and fled in all directions.

Jimengshi worried: "What's the matter?"

Heng Yaoguang didn't speak.

He tilted his head as if thinking about something, but gently stroked the scabbard with his fingertips.

The sword tiger's body shook.

The fingertips fell from the scabbard to the sword again.

The sword shook even louder.

Jian yelled: "Let go of me! Smelly rascal! You touched my place!"

23.

Jian never thought that such a day would come.

It was about to shake the apprentice away with its evil spirit, but the warm fingertips touched the blade first.

Jian froze.

Just now he was belittling his apprentice, but now he was frowning and looking at his fingers.

The sword hadn't reacted yet.

When it first heard Jimeng, it exclaimed: "Xianjun, you are injured!"

Jian looked up with a guilty conscience.

Heng Yaoguang's fingers are long and slender, white as jade, and the index finger is soaking with blood.

Ji Mengshi apologized while trying to heal him.

Jian was not sure if it was his fault.

He watched carefully.

Just looking at Shangheng Yaoguang with smiling eyes, which seemed to be provocative.

sword:! ! ! !

Jian: I knew it!Sooner or later, I'll take off your vest!Smelly white lotus! ! !

The author says:

Jian: I really believed in your evil, you pedant.

Heng Yaoguang: I was the one who got hurt. (Pitiful)

sword:……