Meng Xiaoan looked at Buxiaosheng's half-smiling expression, suddenly pulled out the sword, and took two steps back. He never expected that Buxiaosheng would let him kill him. Meng Xiaoan knew some things about Buxiaosheng, but that was just the iceberg.
It's just a corner. It was all told by Li Chennian. It was just to attack Wu Xiaosheng, so he gave a false and true statement, but Wu Xiaosheng thought that he knew everything about him, so he probably came to kill him because he wanted to die.
of.
Uesugi Xiong also sneered and said: "Buxiao Sheng, you came here to kill Meng Xiaoan, not to let Meng Xiaoan kill."
He stroked the light red blade with his fingers and said with a hint of ridicule: "It seems you still can't get around your problem."
Bu Xiosheng looked down at his blood-stained clothes, smiled, and looked so indifferent. He shook his head and said, "Uesugi, you don't understand."
Uesugi sneered.
Meng Xiaoan was about to give Uesugi Birdman a friendly martial arts competition between China and Japan when he suddenly heard a loud whistle from Master Bronze. Meng Xiaoan frowned slightly, wondering why Master wanted to
She left suddenly, but Bronze must have her reasons. It was such a waste of such a good opportunity. Meng Xiaoan yawned and deliberately said in a very gentle tone: "Okay, I won't kill you first.
I'm in a good mood tonight, so you should live well, clean your brains, and wait for me to kill you." Under the astonished looks of Uesugi Yuya and Bu Xiaosheng, Meng Xiaoan left in such a graceful manner.
Qing Qing glanced at Meng Xiaoan, smiled lightly, and said, "It's not that I won't kill him, it's just that I owe him a favor."
Meng Xiaoan suddenly realized that it was like this. No wonder the master wanted to put bronze. It was strange why he knew some perverted bird people. Meng Xiaoan needed to talk to the master about some things and ask the master about some more secretive topics. Meng Xiaoan saw
As the sky dimmed, a question came to Xiangdong: "Master, did Uesugi go to invite this unworthy student?" Bronze nodded and said, "If my estimate is correct, it was indeed Uesugi who went to invite this unworthy student." Meng
Xiaoan said: "Master, did he have any clues that fell into Uesugi's hands? I am very curious that such a proud and arrogant person would listen to the Japanese."
Bronze said: "What's so strange about this? Do you think the Japanese are so bad?" He shook his head and said to Xiaoan, "Don't be too confident. This Uesugi is a very famous martial arts master in Japan."
Meng Xiaoan was a little shocked and said: "Master, is it true? This person has become a grandmaster before he is thirty years old?"
Bronze Road: "He is the most promising martial artist in the Uesugi family. He showed amazing talent at a very young age, so when he was fifteen years old, he won the first place in the Japanese youth martial arts championship. This man knows everything.
, but the most powerful thing is his slash, so you still choose to escape without being completely sure."
Meng Xiaoan really looked down on Uesugi just now. He didn't expect him to be so awesome. It seems he made a mistake.
Bronze said, "You think you can defeat Uesugi,"
Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Master, when you say that, I don't think I can beat him, so you used the whistle to trick me back."
Bronze smiled and said: "You are just a talker."
Meng Xiaoan showed a hint of a proud smile: "That's right, man, I want to be a pretty boy."
The moon crawled slowly like a snail in the lonely and silent night. The moonlight was so pale that it seemed to scatter when poked, and even the shadows on the ground moved uneasily.
Meng Xiaoan was walking alone on the road, feeling a little inexplicably sad.
Suddenly he smelled a very familiar smell, and the corners of his mouth raised, but he did not speak and kept walking forward. Meng Xiaoan was quite surprised by this sudden smell.
"Sister Bronze, are you tired?" Meng Xiaoan squinted her slender eyes with a deep smile. Didn't Sister Bronze follow the old man's order to protect herself again? It seems that this is not necessary.
Bronze's shadow was close to Meng Xiaoan's shadow, as if even the moonlight could not penetrate it. It was strange that Meng Xiaoan asked this, but Bronze still said in her usual cold voice: "If you feel tired, then we will
Go home, no matter how beautiful this world is, it is not our place."
Her eyes were full of charm, and her eyes were full of charm. She looked no different from a woman in love.
Meng Xiaoan put his hands behind his back and stared at Bronze quietly. He raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand, and gently touched a few hairs on the latter's forehead, with a gentle expression. His fingers were wrapped around the cold hair.
Feel.
Two crimson clouds flew up from the bronze, pure and beautiful face.
"You should smile more and stop keeping a sullen face. Who would dare to want you if you become an old ugly woman?"
"Other men are bullshit, I don't even look at them." Crescent Moon frowned, Qing Qing said softly, "As long as there are people who don't dislike me. You are very brave to me."
"You are almost as sexy as you are bold, Sister Bronze. Our age is not a problem. Of course I can't despise my bronze." Meng Xiaoan glanced at her with ambiguous eyes, and then smiled like a ruffian, "Sister Bronze has such a figure.
Well, I don’t have anything to give you, so just give it to me.”
Bronze deliberately showed a shy expression, biting his lower lip with his teeth, looking at Meng Xiaoan silently.
Meng Xiaoan: "Yes, that's it. It looks very feminine. Of course, it will attract men even more in bed."
With a violent cough, the bronze disappeared like a ghost, and the next second he kicked the latter on the butt.
"You're just kidding, you don't have to find such a heavy foot." Meng Xiaoan looked at the bronze breasts with a fierce look, "This looks like I need to work harder, it feels good, help me, kill people
Already."
Holding the deer-cutting knife in his bronze hand, he slashed at Meng Xiaoan with a murderous look on his face, and greeted Meng Xiaoan's ### with all his moves.
"Help, please stop if I admit my mistake."
Bronze pretended not to hear the sound and attacked Meng Xiaoan's lower body with the knife.
"Mom." Meng Xiaoan yelled, flying into the air, bending strangely in the air, narrowly avoiding the sword of bronze lightning. Now he regrets that his intestines are blue, mother, I won't take care of you when I get back.
He's not a man. It seems he hasn't enjoyed it in many years?
Bronze suddenly stopped chasing Meng Xiaoan. Her eyes were looking coldly in one direction to the left with murderous intent. Although she was playing with Meng Xiaoan, she still smelled a tiny trace of murderous intent emanating from the depths of the forest. It seemed like someone
A ferocious beast.
Meng Xiaoan showed a shallow smile. He was not surprised at all that someone killed him. He always maintained an absolutely calm mind.
A man who seemed to be one with the darkness strolled out of the alley. His clothes were dark cloth, and even the shoes on his feet were handmade in pure black. He was lonely and decadent.
His facial features are unremarkable, and the only thing that is memorable is his pair of black and red eyes. The cold eyes exude an aura of darkness. His long black hair is casually draped over his shoulders, making him look a little extra.
Elegant temperament.
Meng Xiaoan's eyes showed a needle-like light.
His nails were neatly manicured and glowed blue in the moonlight.
A majestic aura enveloped Meng Xiaoan and Bronze. Bronze trembled slightly, it was not fear, but excitement, the excitement of meeting an opponent. A pair of black eyes revealed a coquettish light, and the wrist moved lightly, and the curve in his hand
The knife suddenly made a clear and clear sound, like the sound of a phoenix flying across the sky.
The man's voice was hoarse but magnetic. The corner of his mouth tilted to the right, and he lowered his head and said to himself, "I thought that the legendary deer mowing knife is actually in your hands, the dragon tooth knife, the deer mowing knife, both of you have got it."
, it seems that Old Man Tianji’s guess is correct.”
Looking at the calm Meng Xiaoan, when he saw the dragon tooth knife on the latter's finger, his eyes shone like needlepoints. "Hahaha." The man suddenly burst into crazy laughter, and the laughter was unspeakably sarcastic.
.The whole person seemed to be demonized. The next moment, he punched the void. The air seemed to solidify with his fist.
With a hissing sound, several trees behind him exploded. There was a loud bang and dust flew up.
Bronze's face is a little pale, but his fighting spirit is stronger.
The man seemed unable to see the existence of bronze, and looked directly at Meng Xiaoan, saying: "Do you think she can do it?"
Meng Xiaoan raised the corner of his mouth: "You'll know if you try it. I didn't expect that I would meet so many monsters and bird-men not long after I came to Chengdu. I really didn't expect it. By the way, did you forget your name?"
"I am Tang Xing of the Tang Sect." Tang Xing's dark eyes released a strange starlight. He did not mention the four beasts of the sect leader.
Meng Xiaoan's voice was very cold: "I don't care about your Tang Sect or any other sect. The Sichuan Tang Sect has always been awesome. But if you really bully me, even your bullshit sect leader will be chopped up.
dog."
Tang Xing's face turned pale: "How dare you insult the sect leader?"
"Kill." The air was filled with sharp murderous intent.
"Okay, very good, this is Meng Xiaoan." Tang Xing sneered: "It's a pity that you are not in your best condition yet."
Meng Xiaoan: "It's not up to you whether you are in the best condition. Sister Bronze, step back." He ordered the latter to retreat behind him, but Bronze stayed there like a wooden stake. His voice was surprisingly calm: "If I can't kill the enemy for you,
I would rather commit suicide."
Tang Xing showed a playful look, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. After a long time, he lowered his head and stretched out his left hand. His whole five fingers were extremely slender. Then, a blue sword was in his hand. He stared at the hand.
Sword. Drawn his sword.
The way he drew his sword was swift and graceful, and no one in the world could match it. He had a graceful and calm demeanor.
Meng Xiaoan was completely surprised that a birdman from a poison-using family could use a sword to such an extent, and Tang Xing's true energy belonging to a warrior began to emanate.
Bronze immediately felt a stern but prosperous sword energy approaching her eyebrows, and the deer-cutting knife in her hand glowed brilliantly.
Meng Xiaoan suddenly asked: "You seem to be here to kill me?" He didn't seem to have any enmity with the Tang Clan, right?
Tang Xing looked hesitantly and finally nodded. But then he shook his head.
Meng Xiaoan stared at Tang Xing's eyes, raised his left hand, which emitted a strange white light. He said slowly: "Is it because you don't like me, or someone else invited you here, how much does it cost for my head?"
.”
Tang Xing stared at his left hand, and a strange blush suddenly appeared on his pale face. The moonlight seemed to suddenly shine brighter, and the brilliance on the sword also became brighter.
Tang Xing had a smile in his eyes, and without saying anything else, he turned around gently and walked towards Meng Xiaoan.
The moon is as bright as water. His shadow is like transparent blue. His sword has become a part of his life, and his person has become one with the sword. Cold and sharp.
Bronze couldn't see this person clearly. She just saw a figure that was darker than the dark night and purer than the dark night.
She suddenly felt an indescribable sword energy, like an invisible mountain peak, pressing down on her.
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her muscles suddenly tightened. Her pretty face had a strange red color, and the deer-mowing knife trembled, as if it was being pulled out of her fingers.
The curved hilt, the curved scimitar. The curved moon.
There was fear in her eyes, but she never flinched. Her face was pale and sad.
The scimitar cut through the air and struck at Tang Xing's head. The light of the sword was like the moonlight pouring down from the sky, and the energy of the sword was as majestic as the raging ocean waves. A violent wind blew up. It was brilliant and beautiful like a rainbow. The seven-color brilliance enveloped Tang Xing.
"Dance of the Phoenix."
The bronze is like a colorful phoenix dancing in the moonlight, and her body exudes dazzling brilliance.
Tang Xing paused for a moment, then seemed to be blocked by something. He clasped his little finger with the ring finger of his right hand and tilted his hand downward slightly. A powerful sword energy enveloped his whole body, and a barrier with the strongest defense was instantly formed.
The dazzling sword light dimmed.
All seven knives were chopped down, and fine dust was scattered.
Tang Xing had arrived in front of Meng Xiaoan, with a faint trace of blood between his lips.
Meng Xiaoan looked at him. At such a close distance, if Tang Xing stabbed him with his sword, he would die. Strangely, Meng Xiaoan did not move.
Like a lover, Tang Xing put his lips next to Meng Xiaoan's ear and whispered: "I like you, I really like you."
He faced Meng Xiaoan, as if he had known him a long time ago, and suddenly he felt that strange feeling in his heart, the feeling of being whipped.
An indescribable stimulation and pain, a stimulation and pain that he can never forget.
His voice was gentle, but to bronze ears it was as sharp as a needle. Her nails holding the handle of the knife dug deeply into her palm.
His breath still lingered in Meng Xiaoan's ears, but the figure had disappeared.
Meng Xiaoan slowly walked up to Qingtong, stretched out his right hand, and slowly and gently wiped her hair: "Sister Qingtong, do you have anything to say to me? I feel like you looked at me differently tonight.
the taste of."
Bronze lowered his head and leaned on Meng Xiaoan's not broad shoulders, and said in a faint voice: "Will you leave me?" Like a child alone in the dark, watching his relatives leave her cruelly, crying heartbreakingly.
Shouting cannot arouse their cold hearts.
"No, even if I die, I will take you with me."
"real?"
"You are a turtle bastard who deceives the person you like." But the devil's claws stretched out to the latter's towering chest, rubbing it wantonly.
"Meng Xiaoan, you're a bastard, I'm telling you seriously." Meng Xiaoan, who had never changed his mind, got angry again and slashed at the evil claws with his deer-cutting knife.
"Master, I want to tell you something."
"Well, you say."
"The people from the Tang Sect are still here, but this time please let me come forward, okay?"
"Are you afraid that I disappeared like last time?"