152, [the shot in the moonlight](1/2)
In Zuixian Tower, Jiang Xinyan no longer moved his chopsticks, but drank alone.
After the revision of Lingjiu Chunmian by Lu Chaoge, Suzaku fruit was added, making it taste even better than before.
However, in the past, she preferred to drink alone, but now she was drinking alone in a private room, and she felt that the taste was missing.
She has an indifferent temperament and has always been a loner. After living in Momen for a long time, she has gradually become accustomed to drinking with Lu Chaoge.
After drinking a lot of Spring Sleep, Jiang Xinyan's eyes became slightly blurred, then he raised the jade gourd in his hand and bowed to the void, like a toast.
After doing this action, she felt a little stupid, so she took back the jade gourd in her hand.
She felt like she was getting weirder and weirder lately.
I often think of that person and the time I lived in Momen.
Every time I eat a dish, I can't help but compare it with what he cooks.
She couldn't understand herself more and more.
At this moment, the storyteller from Zuixian Tower quietly came on stage.
Holding a folding fan, he began to stand on the stage and told stories that were popular throughout Qingzhou during this period.
It's nothing more than asking Jianri about those things.
Yesterday, he talked about the battle between two great practitioners at the sea.
Today, he began to talk about Lu Chaoge, a leader among the younger generation in Qingzhou who has been gaining popularity recently!
Before telling the story about Jianri, he folded his fan and said, "It is said that Lu Chaoge, the head of the Mo Sect, is astonished to everyone who sees him. He is so beautiful and graceful that we don't know whether it is true or not."
Jiang Xinyan sat in the private room and listened, and Lu Chaoge's appearance soon appeared in his mind.
Regarding the matter of Momen Asking the Sword Sun, she had heard it from nine storytellers during her travels during this period.
Everyone is talking about the same thing, just with slightly different degrees of exaggeration.
But no matter what, this made Jiang Xinyan realize something.
"Fellow Taoist Lu's cultivation has improved again."
Lu Chaoge is the person whose strength has grown most rapidly among the people she has seen.
She couldn't help but think of what the Ten Thousand Years Peach Tree said to her. It told her that maybe many years later, she might not be worthy of Lu Chaoge in terms of strength.
At this moment, the storyteller stood on the stage, eloquent.
Obviously, only a few things happened during the day of Wen Mingjian. No matter how much the storyteller created suspense or foreshadowed the story, Jiang Xinyan already knew the final outcome.
But she was still fascinated by it.
Every time she heard these stories, she felt regretful. It would be interesting to see them in person.
At the same time, it also gave her more self-doubt.
She is indifferent by nature and is not interested in many things except food and wine.
But as long as it concerns Lu Chaoge, she will be particularly concerned.
Just like what Lu Chaoge said about her, Jiang Xinyan is a cool woman.
Since she is a cool woman, she naturally lives a free and easy life.
"Why?" Jiang Xinyan didn't understand.
In fact, she already had a guess in her mind, but she was unwilling to face her heart.
When the storyteller finished telling the story about asking for a sword, the whole room naturally burst into applause.
Someone started to go around with a plate asking for reward money. Soon, a large ingot of silver fell from a height and happened to land in the center of the plate.
This silver came from the hands of Jiang Xiyan in the private room.
At this time, after throwing out the silver, she was raising her palm, her eyes blurred.
There is a peach blossom mark here, but it is hidden on weekdays.
But no matter what, there is such a connection between a man and a woman in the palms of their hands, which always reveals the slightest hint of ambiguity.
The ten thousand year old peach tree loves to be a matchmaker for people. It loves this ambiguous scent so much.
But as he watched, a glimmer of light began to appear in Jiang Xinyan's palm!
The peach blossom mark suddenly appeared, exuding a faint brilliance.
She sensed Lu Chaoge's position in an instant, and noticed the condition of his body at this moment.
The next moment, the elegant seats in Zuixian Tower were empty.
The dark crow flew quickly from a distance at the call of its master.
It can feel the anxiety and uneasiness of its owner at this moment.
This is the first time it has seen its owner look like this.
He was obviously flying with all his strength, but Jiang Xinyan still urged him again and again.
These days, she has not left Qingzhou, and she has another purpose, which is to understand her true heart.
It is said that when people toss a coin, the moment the coin is tossed, they will know the answer in their mind.
For Jiang Xinyan, the moment the peach blossom mark in his hand lit up, he already had the answer he wanted.
Even though she hadn't arrived at the battlefield yet, the pitch-black spear was already in her hand.
There was endless killing intent in her eyes.
This woman, who was like a woman above the sky who could not eat the fireworks of the world, who was extremely indifferent to others, had a great murderous intention at this moment!
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In the Mountain Ghost Valley, Lu Chaoge flew backwards.
His ice and fire wings were a bit weaker than before and could not protect him for long.
But at this time, he still hadn't found the most suitable time to draw his sword.
As Red Owl completely woke up, he found that the fleshy balls in his wings were gradually becoming transparent.
Inside the translucent sphere, he saw a human face.
It's Yaoyi!
It's just that Yao Yi is dead, and he died completely. The system has already rewarded Lu Chaoge with a full 1.2 million experience points.
All we can say is that everything was exactly as Lu Chaoge expected, this red owl was reborn from Yao Yi's corpse.
How Ziyuehui did this, Lu Chaoge didn't know.
But his intuition told him that this might be Red Owl's weakest point.
Being knocked away again and again completely aroused the fierceness in his heart.
There is no word in this dictionary that I am afraid of, so I decided to give it a try.
[It's not too late] He unsheathed his hand, and the dark sword flashed with a faint light.
His slightly rickety body sank deeper and deeper, and his dark golden eyes stared at the face in the center of the red owl.
"It would be a pity not to strike such a charming face with a sword." Lu Chaoge murmured to himself.
The next moment, he moved.
For Lu Chaoge, all the swordsmanship he has learned so far have a unified characteristic, that is - only attack but not defend.
This is true whether it is the nameless sword technique he named [Normal Attack] or [Slow Voice].
These two sword techniques were probably created by the first-generation sword master, which made Lu Chaoge doubtless that the first-generation sword master was actually a senior reckless man?
That's it!
I'm so defensive, everyone has been killed, who can kill me?
[Normal Attack] comes with a critical hit, and [Slow Voice] has the advantage of being fast. As long as the timing is correct, it can produce fast, accurate and ruthless effects.
"Three points are destined, seven points depend on hard work. The remaining ninety points, go all the way!" For a person who doesn't know what fear is, this kind of killing move is indeed suitable.
Obviously, the red owl who had just woken up had an overwhelming appetite.
It won't stop talking just because it has a [Charm 10] in front of it.
Therefore, after several failed attempts, it may have to attack with all its strength.
Facing this practitioner who was like an ant in his eyes, Red Xiao did not dodge, but took the initiative to move forward.
Its huge wings directly blocked the moonlight in the sky.
The two large formations beside Lu Chaoge were like wings of ice and fire.
Red Owl dived downwards, while Lu Chaoge jumped upwards.
He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands.
To be continued...