"Xiao Xiao!"

Mo Xiao, who was practicing with a sword in the yard, saw the figure standing outside the door. His face couldn't help but show joy. He immediately put away his sword and trotted over.

"Brother Yi, why are you here?"

Looking at the hard-working Mo Xiao, Zeng Yi smiled and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Let me see you. How have you been practicing lately?"

"Brother Yi, I broke through to level 39 two days ago and will soon be able to become a soul sect. How about it? Is it okay?"

Seeing that Mo Xiao looked like a child who wanted to be praised for getting good grades, Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively.

"Not bad, it seems that you are also a little genius."

Zeng Yi's words made Mo Xiao feel a little embarrassed.

He knew how much he weighed. In this Sword God Palace where geniuses gathered, his talent was not very good, and could even be considered inferior. Compared with his sister Mo Xin, he was as good as heaven and earth.

Sometimes, he recalled whether he and his sister were biological children.

However, Mo Xiao misunderstood Zeng Yi's meaning.

According to Zeng Yi, Mo Xiao is really a little genius. If this standard is placed in the soul master world on the Douluo Continent.

Now seventeen years old, he already has level 39 soul power. Although it is worse than the drug-addicted Shrek Seven Monsters, he is also a high-level elite soul master in those soul master academies and has become the focus of training.

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By the way, Mo Xiao's broken right arm was also healed and intact.

After all, the one who treated Mo Xiao was the second-ranked sword master among the nine great sword masters of the Sword God Palace. His martial soul was the Qingwan Sword Master of the Jade Lotus, and his soul power was as high as level ninety-eight.

This Qingwan Sword Master is also a very powerful being. Not only is his swordsmanship superb, but his martial soul is also a rare auxiliary healing martial soul. In the Sword God Palace, he is not only a sword master, but also the number one.

Auxiliary soul master.

Of course, due to Dongli's special situation, auxiliary spirits are very rare, and every time one comes out, it is treated like a treasure.

Under the treatment of Sword Master Qingwan, Mo Xiao's arm recovered as before, and he was finally able to practice swordsmanship better.

This was also the reason why Mo Xin had to bring him to Sword God Palace in the first place.

In fact, Zeng Yi planned to leave the Jian Shen Palace immediately, so before leaving, Zeng Yi planned to meet his friends.

In Dongli, in the Sword God Palace, Zeng Yi didn't have many friends, only the Mo family siblings.

Back then, he accidentally came to Dongli and was rescued by Mo Xiao, which led to this fate.

For Zeng Yi, Mo Xiao was not only his savior, but also like his younger brother and a family member.

Zeng Yi and Mo Xiao were sitting in the yard, laughing and chatting. The scene looked very warm.

After coming here for a long time, Zeng Yi stood up, looked at Mo Xiao, and said, "How about we practice sparring and let your brother and I guide you in your sword skills?"

"OK!"

Mo Xiao said excitedly, and then picked up the sword.

"I'm on it!"

Mo Xiao took the lead in launching the attack.

"Hahaha, good time."

Zeng Yi laughed and blocked Mo Xiao's attack casually.

Neither of them used their soul power, it was purely a competition of swordsmanship.

Of course, the word "competition" is not appropriate. To Zeng Yi, Mo Xiao's swordsmanship was as weak as that of a child dancing with a sword.

Therefore, he just passively resisted, and by the way, he spoke to Mo Xiao to point out the flaws in his swordsmanship and help him improve.

Soon it was afternoon.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Mo Xiao, who was lying on the ground out of breath from exhaustion.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm leaving."

"Well, thank you Brother Yi for your teaching today." Seeing that Zeng Yi was about to leave, Mo Xiao felt that his body was strong again and he immediately got up from the ground.

Zeng Yi took a deep look at Mo Xiao, and then a sunny smile appeared on his face.

"Practice well, don't forget, you once said you would aim to be a sword master."

Mo Xiao nodded, "I will definitely work hard and become a sword master."

"Goodbye then."

Seeing Mo Xiao's confident look, Zeng Yi turned and left without saying anything.

Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi's retreating figure, feeling numb.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Brother Yi today.

Soon, he shook his head again.

However, he didn't know that what Zeng Yi said about me leaving was actually true.

One day, at the foot of the mountain of Sword God Palace.

In front of the gate of Jidong City, a woman in white stood there quietly.

She has a beautiful face, black hair like a waterfall, and her eyes are like stars in the sky, extremely dazzling, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Such an alluring woman standing here has become the most beautiful scenery in the Far East City Gate, making passers-by look at her with side eyes.

However, no one dared to think anything wrong about it.

After all, this is the land of the Sword God Palace, and no one dares to cause trouble here.

What's more, such a woman with an extraordinary temperament is not simple at first glance. She might be a genius disciple of the Sword God Palace.

In front of the city gate, Mo Xin stared at the figure that was getting further and further away until it disappeared from her sight. A drop of crystal tear also crossed her cheek and dripped down.

The day before, the man suddenly came to her for a drink, and she vaguely sensed something was wrong.

This guy, who has nothing to ask of himself, would be so kind and suddenly attentive?

The next day, she followed him and found that he was already planning to leave.

She actually knew a long time ago that Zeng Yi would leave one day.

But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly and suddenly.

Mo Xin did not appear in front of Zeng Yi, because she knew that if they met, she would only be sad, so she might as well pretend not to know, because this is not what he expected.

Now, he's gone.

I don’t know how long it will be before we meet again.

On the endless ice sheet, there is a snow-white world, the cold wind howls like a ghost crying, and thick flying snow falls from the sky.

And in this world of ice and snow, there is a figure, slowly moving forward.

This person is none other than Zeng Yi who left the Sword God Palace.

"Is this really the route?"

Zeng Yi looked around with some doubts.

He got the route back to Douluo Continent from Chen Wuyue.

According to her, as long as you cross this ice field, the other side will be Douluo Continent.

Therefore, Zeng Yi followed the route given by Chen Wuyue and walked for nearly two months.

However, the area of ​​​​this ice field is too large. Why has it not been crossed for so long?

Thinking of the ice field, Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of the snow girl in the ice and snow.

Moreover, he felt inexplicably familiar.

"Could it be that this is the far north?"

Thinking of this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but laugh.

If it's really the land of the far north, it's just right. If you meet the Lord of the far north, you'll give her a good beating to avenge her for beating him last time!

Although it was two years ago since the last time it appeared in the Far North.

It seems like just two years, but in fact, Zeng Yi has been practicing for almost eight years, and his strength has already undergone earth-shaking changes. When he faces the Lord of the Far North again, Zeng Yi is confident that he will not be inferior to him.

Moreover, his eighth soul skill has never been found.
Chapter completed!