"Besides that, Witch Zhu also has a cheap husband, and it was she and that man who gave birth to Shan Meixian."
An Long had a weird smile on his face.
Shi Zhixuan asked curiously: "Who could that be?"
Anlong said: "It's Ba Daoyue Mountain!"
Shi Zhixuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "So that's it, she hates Yue Shan the most, so she will never be emotional if she spends a night with him as husband and wife to raise an heir."
Xu Yin knew the original work, but after hearing this, he still lamented that the things done in the magic sect were indeed very strange.
He said: "In other words, if Zhu Yuyan wants to ensure the advantage of the Yingui Sect, she will probably call on Ba Dao Yueshan to support the scene. As the world's number one sword master, his weight will not be too light."
An Long said: "Not only that, Yue Shan is not the only one who admires Zhu Yaofu in the world. Have you heard of Lu Miaozi?"
Shi Zhixuan said: "He is the world's number one organ master, with extraordinary talents. His knowledge in astronomy, astrology, organ geography, and all aspects of knowledge is very impressive. Unfortunately, if he had devoted himself to martial arts, his achievements would not be lower than mine."
Xu Yin said: "That's really interesting."
Shi Zhixuan glanced at Xu Yin and said to An Long: "Go and prepare. This time we will definitely give them a surprise."
…
In mid-July, there is a clear spring in the suburbs of Huanglong Villa.
Zhu Yuyan's junior brother chased a woman in white to the spring. Although he looked like a polite and modest gentleman, in fact, his eyes were full of blasphemous desire.
"Why didn't Mei Xian come to see my uncle when I saw him? Instead, he took a detour? Is it possible that your uncle is so disgusting to you?"
The woman in white has a graceful figure and long hair reaching her waist. She stands alone by the spring. Under the hazy moonlight, she seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to earth. She is extremely beautiful and enchanting.
She turned her back to the side and said faithfully: "Uncle Master, before the battle with Bi Xiuxin of Cihang Jingzhai, Mei Xian needs to be at peace and calm and not have too much contact with outsiders."
Bian Buhua's eyes looked at Shan Meixian's beautiful figure from top to bottom, and from bottom to top again and again, and he was already feeling itchy.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his smile was lewd and wanton, and he said: "Uncle Master is of course not an ignorant person. He even doesn't care if you hate me very much. After all, the secret method of the Heavenly Demon of our sect emphasizes the elimination of emotion and nature.
Since you are highly expected by the master to cultivate the secrets of heaven and demon, you will reach that level sooner or later, just like your mother. So instead of taking advantage of others, it is better to give it to the master uncle."
Anger flashed across Shan Meixian's impossibly beautiful face, "I'm not a mother, I hope my uncle will respect himself!"
Bian Fulai took two steps forward and laughed and said: "Meixian, the more you resist now, the more painful it will be when the red pill is taken away by me in the future. Why not be more open-minded? Uncle Master is actually a very good person."
Nice guy.”
Shan Meixian felt that the figure behind her was becoming more and more bold. He opened his arms and almost hugged him. He immediately raised his wrist lightly and the ribbon on his arm rolled out gracefully.
She has cultivated the Secret of the Heavenly Demon to the thirteenth level of space. This angry blow looks like a gentle breeze blowing on her face, but in fact, she has hidden murderous intent and secretly accumulated true energy.
How could Bian Fulai not know how powerful Tian Mo Mi was? Today he was testing his nephew's martial arts to see if he could directly take his red pill if there was a chance in the future.
But there was almost no sound at all, and it was like a ribbon coming at a slow speed. He could not grasp its changing trend, and he could hardly see when it landed in front of him.
Bian Fulai hurriedly slid back. Although the snow-white ribbon did not make any sound, when it rolled over the place where he was standing, it actually exploded with thunder, as if to declare Shan Meixian's thunderous wrath.
Bian smiled and said: "My good nephew, you are really handsome with this skill. I have great confidence in you and Bi Xiuxin to fight. Why don't you and I get close again?"
Although he didn't dare to take Shan Meixian's Heavenly Demon Ribbon forcefully, it didn't mean that he had no way to deal with Shan Meixian, because he had also learned some of the martial arts in the Heavenly Demon Secret!
Under the moonlight, two shadows, black and white, entwine and leap around each other, and the sound of energy clashing in mid-air can be heard endlessly.
Shan Meixian has gradually become murderous, and Bian Fulai also feels that he is riding a tiger and can't get off. If the fight continues, a tease will turn into a fight to the death. This is definitely not what he wants to see.
The two of them crossed clear springs, jungles, and mountains, and came to a rocky hill. There was a lot of gravel here, which was most suitable for making whetstones.
At this moment, a scratching sound of sharpening a knife sounded right here.
Both Shan Meixian and Bian Fulai heard it, but they didn't care and kept fighting.
However, the sound of sharpening knives became louder and louder, surpassing the explosive sound of the two fighting each other.
This is nothing, every sound of sharpening the knife sounded exactly at the moment when the two of them were fighting, and the rhythm card score was exactly the same.
Shan Meixian and Bian Fulai finally realized something was wrong. Someone was sharpening a knife here in the middle of the night. Although it was strange, it was not necessarily inexplicable.
But while that person was sharpening his sword, he could clearly and accurately grasp every dynamic of the fight between the two top masters, and thus use his voice to affect the rhythm of the battle between the two and destroy their original back moves. This is not top-notch.
Something that a master cannot do.
After settling down separately, the two finally noticed a man sitting next to the puddle in the center of the rocky hill. What he was sharpening was not a knife, but a sword!
A sword with a clear blue light and unparalleled sharpness!
The sword was originally very sharp, but now all its edges have been sharpened to the point where the hair is broken by blowing.
Unfortunately, the sharper the sword, the more brittle it becomes. Real sword masters will often only sharpen the sword tip within three inches to the point of breaking the hair.
The further back, the blunter the edge becomes, until it is close to the sword grid, where it is almost impossible to make a sharp move.
Because a skilled swordsman can hold a sword in many ways, one of which is to wrap the sword grid with the index finger and thumb to enhance the control of the sword.
If the blade at the sword grid is too sharp, you will hurt yourself.
The sword sharpener in front of him has a full-edged sword. This will at least make him lose one way to hold the sword, and the sword in his hand will lose hundreds of ways to change it.
Bian Fuli frowned and said to Shan Meixian: "Today's gathering is of great importance and must not be known to outsiders."
Shan Meixian said coldly: "So you decided to kill people and silence them?"
Bian Fuli said: "I just hope that when I take action, you don't attack me from behind, so as not to spoil the big thing."
Shan Meixian snorted coldly and said nothing.
Bian Fulai showed a cruel smile and walked towards the man who was sharpening his sword.
"Friend, if you don't sleep well at home at night, you can die in the wilderness, but you can't blame others."
The man still didn't look away, he stood up.
At this time, Bian Fulai and Shan Meixian discovered that in addition to the sword in his hand, he also had a sword at his waist. It had an ordinary mahogany scabbard, but it had a bronze hilt and sword grille, which was full of ancient charm.