Flower wine

Karma.Those people came here especially for the treasures. If I don't kill them, they will kill me. It's just natural selection. "

Hu Die: "Then why are you trapped here? With your magic power, how difficult is it to break the pool?"

Mo Jiao raised his head, and tried his best to face the direction of the pool: "That's because my karma finally imprisoned me in a cocoon. I fought with King Wu and killed countless people in this pool. Every time I kill a person, these dead souls will die." It will turn into invisible shackles and trap me deeply here, anchored by mountains and rivers, day after day, forever!"

"Of course there is the most direct one. Look at this stone gate. It traps me firmly. It's like the relationship between magnets. Unless the balance of the outside world is broken, it will be difficult for me to break free."

"So, our appearance today unintentionally broke your balance, and you got freedom by a blessing in disguise, right?" Hu Die said indifferently, not looking at the magic dragon, as if talking to himself.

"That's right, I still want to thank you all. So, I want to make a deal with you, I will give you three weapons, how about you set me free?" Mo Jiao said.

"You are already at the end of your battle, we don't need to make a deal with you." Jiang Xi was impatient.

Mojiao laughed loudly, as if he was going to laugh heartbreakingly: "Stupid mortals, they think they are omnipotent, but in fact they are all vain. Do you think this treasure in the sword pond really exists? Let me tell you Come on, there is nothing behind the stone gate, you have all been deceived, how about King Wu to get rid of strange people!"

"You mortals, all your thoughts are vain, all your thoughts are dreams, you are so stupid!"

Jiang Xi was furious, and immediately formed a fire mark on his hand, and was quickly pressed down by Hu Die's sharp hand.Jiang Xi didn't bother this time, he suddenly remembered those times when he was helpless.

"Brother, he's right. We can't kill him. If he is alive, thousands of dead souls still have hosts. If he dies, the souls of the dead will be born, and it will definitely stir up a bloody storm. What's more, with our magic power, if we want to kill He is tantamount to being killed and the net broken, meaningless." Bai Qing said hastily.

"That's right. Although you look stupid, you still have the roots of wisdom. You are worthy of being a descendant of my generation. You, the second senior brother, are not bad, but love is short-lived, and being trapped by love is not conducive to diligence. As for your senior brother, you are a rare talent, but Only after experiencing the bone-chilling cold can there be a tangy fragrance, and the xinxing is a big problem, and it needs to be cultivated."

"What is my temperament, I don't need you to say more." Jiang Xi was straightforward, turned his head away, and stopped looking at the magic dragon.

Seeing this, Hu Die said, "How do we know if your treasure is real or just to fool us?"

Mo Jiao sneered and shook his head: "Is it true or not? If you don't even have this ability, how can you break into this world?"

"Besides" before finishing the sentence, the upright body of the demon dragon gradually gained strength, its tail swayed, its head slightly raised and its mouth opened, and the rolled up air flow created a vortex.

Seeing this, the three members of the Commoner School got up and put on a defensive posture.

I saw that the magic dragon didn't attack, but just opened its mouth wide, and its throat kept making a fierce "hissing" sound, with the feeling of bubbling bubbles, the magic dragon gradually increased the swing of its tail, and the feeling of pain overflowed. Like the despair of a dying person, the whole body is tense, the facial features are hideous, and the skin is torn.

After a while, the Demon Jiao stopped struggling, and slowly spat out several weapons from its mouth, floating in the already turbid water.

After confiding, the dragon head fell heavily to the bottom of the pool like a deflated ball.

Not long after, a rough voice came from the vicissitudes of life: "Besides, this treasure has been warmed by my blood for many years, and it has already become a part of my body. This transaction is tantamount to cutting off my limbs."

"You have no hands and feet." Jiang Xi said coldly.

This temperamental disciple of the commoner school actually played a cold humor at this juncture, and the three of them, including Mo Jiao, had black lines all over their heads.

After a while, those treasures seemed to have souls, and they suddenly attacked the three of them.

A ray of sword light rushed to Jiang Xi like wind and rain. Jiang Xi couldn't dodge and subconsciously turned sideways. Unfortunately, his sleeves flew up, and the short sleeves were suddenly broken again.

Jiang Xi: "..."

Bai Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw it, choked on a few sips of water and coughed, but he didn't care at all, Xin Dao could see the rough relationship between the two even with this treasure.

It's really a "treasure".

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, Bai Qing was too excited, and forgot to dodge the treasure spit out by the demon dragon, a blue shadow struck like lightning and flint, barely brushing against Bai Qing's scalp, this time Bai Qing dared not be heartless again He smiled, and was suddenly in a cold sweat.

"Smelly snake, you almost killed me!" Bai Qing couldn't help screaming.

The Demon Jiao smiled "hehe", but it was also mischievous: "Who told you to just watch jokes."

Bai Qing knew he was in the wrong, turned around and picked up the treasure that was still flying, and saw a cicada fan with a blue face like steel, holding hands as if there was nothing, but the looming light actually revealed a sense of killing and killing. A sharp edge that cuts iron like mud.

"Is this a weapon that the senior gave me?" Hu Die glanced at the utensils of his senior brothers, and then at the white silk in his hand.

"You use ice as a weapon, and ice as rigidity, which is too rigid to be easily broken, and supplemented by soft weapons that can overcome rigidity, they can complement each other."

"This nebula silk is woven of rare ice silk, it will not rot for thousands of years, and it will not be invaded by water or fire. Only the Xingyue sword in the hands of you can overcome it."

The person beside him was looking at the sword in his hand solemnly with his arms bare.This sword exudes bright light like stars and moons in the water, and is as thin as a cicada's wing. It is not so much a sword as a thorn made of iron, and the whole body exudes a sharp sense of killing.

Jiang Xi turned his wrist lightly, and the sword body was as light as if there was nothing.The sword trembled slightly, with a little bit of broken stars, like a galaxy.

"It's really a good sword." Jiang Xi said in surprise.

"It seems that you are all satisfied, so I won't accompany you." The magic dragon jumped up suddenly, and rushed straight to the surface of the pool with lightning speed. I thought that the magic dragon was already at the end of its battle, but it burst out in front of freedom. With the supernatural power, the three of them were escaped by the magic dragon before they had time to react.

The three brothers followed closely behind, breaking through the surface of the pool like arrows.

The moonlight seems to be dyed, the vegetation is leisurely, the cicadas sing euphemistically, and the stars are beautiful.

Tang Muke's tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed as several familiar figures leaped out. He was relieved and replaced by the shock of the appearance of the magic dragon.

"Where is the monster?" Tang Muke took a brisk step and used his peerless lightness kung fu to block the Mo Jiao in an instant. In a short while, the three brothers had appeared behind the Mo Jiao.

The demon dragon turned into a human form after landing. Thousands of years have not turned him into a drooping old man with beard and beard. I don't know how much skill it has cultivated. What appears in front of everyone is like a superbly crafted and colorful man. The handsome and handsome man like a sculpture seems to be a little younger than Bai Qing.

Bai Qing: "..."

Villa

Wanjing Villa is hidden in the Dongshan Mountain of Gusu, among the mountains and mountains, it is a unique fairyland of Taoyuan.Although it is not as rich in peaches as Yangshan Mountain, it is also full of floral and fruity fragrances. Fish, insects and birds are competing for joy, overflowing with infinite vitality in the boundless tranquility.

The next day, the sky was bright and clear, and the wind was breezy. Jiang Xi got up early to practice, and looked at the Xingyue Sword fondly. He felt that under the vast sunlight, the sword added many inexplicable confessions. The stars and the moon melted into the sunlight. In the process, a different sense of openness ripples, and in a trance, there is a sense of heaven and earth floating in the heart in the hands, born in the hands of the sky high and the clouds far away.

Ever since entering the Sword Pool, Jiang Xi has a vague feeling that he has touched the close connection of this level, and he can break through this level with only a few things.

Under the golden sunshine, the warm spring breeze blows softly, stirring Jiang Xi's thick black hair.He is dressed in black, his figure is vigorous and nimble, and his moves are as close and coherent as waves chasing each other. The Xingyue sword envelops the sun, bringing out the brilliance of the stars. feeling.

The place where Jiang Xi practiced martial arts was the school ground of Wanjing Villa. With the healing of time, he no longer hid in a corner and studied quietly, but was willing to show himself in front of everyone and seek decent progress openly. .

True bravery is not a secret effort to persevere, but the courage to expose one's fear to the public and overcome it frankly.

Jiang Xi's flowing posture attracted the slim figure in the bamboo forest in the distance.A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl dodges shyly and timidly, but is unwilling to be seen, and soon pokes her head out quietly, eyes full of love.

As the owner of the villa, Tang Muke has always been up late and sleeps all night. Yesterday, he had a few draws with the magic dragon, which actually aroused his sense of sympathy.He has always been unconventional and dared to deviate from the tradition, so he brought Mojiao back to the villa without thinking too much.

The two hit each other very well when they talked at night while holding candles, until the third watch, they reluctantly bid farewell and went back to their respective rooms.

Apart from being puzzled, the three brothers of the commoner faction felt more helpless, but in view of Mo Jiao's special status, rather than letting him be in the sea of ​​people, it is better to stay by his side, for the safety of the people, and for his own benefit.

Tang Muke yawned a few times, stretched his waist, and walked slowly towards the school grounds.Bypassing a rockery, passing through the thriving back garden, and passing through the green bamboo forest is the school grounds.

In the past, Tang Muke would go straight to the destination without looking sideways. Today, perhaps due to lack of sleep, he couldn't concentrate, so his eyes fluttered and he looked around.

Suddenly, a slender figure came into view, Tang Muke took a closer look, but didn't recognize who it was. After going around to the side, he realized that it was his little niece Tang Qingchen.

He felt a little strange, it was still early, why did she get up, and still