Muruoting was lying on the high wall, softly chanting the name of the girl standing in front of the lamp in the distance, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, half-smiling.
Black clouds lightly obscured half of the bright moon, and the moonlight on Muruoting's face gradually faded and was covered by dark and unclear shadows.
At this moment, no one could guess what he was thinking. They could only vaguely see the cold aura surrounding his body.
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In the latter half of the night, we had three rounds of drinking.
Everyone in the Mu Mansion had returned to their rooms drunkenly.
Chu Yue helped Ye Mohan back to the house, crossed the threshold, walked through the entrance hall, walked around the mountain and sea screen, and then placed the drunken man on the couch.
The man grabbed her hand and brought her into his arms. He hugged her tightly from behind Chu Yue and stretched his long legs up unscrupulously.
"Achu, is it okay to be your husband?"
He said in a low voice, his violet-like eyes covered with a deep drunken color.
It was like a cluster of enchanting flames ignited in the thick fog in the late autumn morning.
The corners of Chu Yue's mouth twitched fiercely, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
What she said casually in Beijing City at that time will probably be remembered for a lifetime.
A man can succeed even to the point of death. Whether he succeeds or fails is like a matter of life, especially in front of his true love.
Chu Yue didn't say much, but she moved gently, inserting her fingers into the man's fingers, and stayed motionless in his arms.
Gradually, the sound of steady breathing came from behind.
Chu Yue waited for Ye Mohan to fall asleep, then quietly stood up and sat at the table to read the first volume of Shennong's inheritance.
Because Mu Qinghuang once told herself in the ice coffin about the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she was still in the state of a broken soul, Chu Yue planned to refine a condensing elixir that could keep her appearance as a gift to her mother.
Admittedly, in the past, Chu Yue would never have imagined that she would be able to refine beauty-preserving elixirs.
The corners of Chu Yue's lips raised slightly, and her eyebrows opened into a smile.
After she had thoroughly researched and recorded the required medicinal materials, she walked out of Mu's Mansion and found a secluded place to practice the Human Emperor's Sword Technique.
Although she came to Beizhou and found her mother and family, her journey would not be much easier, and it would even mean she would have to bear more responsibilities.
Therefore, she has to work harder than before.
In this era, only those with strong enough fists and sharp enough swords can have the qualifications to speak and stand on their own.
No matter where it is, the sky is huge, the waves wash away the sand, and the survival of the fittest is always the eternal truth.
Successful kings and defeated bandits, some can be proud of the world and their names will go down in history, while others are buried in the sand of Langtao, unknown to their predecessors and not remembered by future generations.
The Renhuang's sword technique, ninety-nine returns to one.
Two is born, two begets three, and three begets all things.
In other words, the human emperor's sword technique returns to all things and produces all things, encompassing all things!
In the world of martial arts, warriors have many paths they can take.
For example, a person who loves swordsmanship is a swordsman.
With one knife, one person, and one jug of wine, we can travel thousands of miles across Jiuzhou.
Or maybe he is a swordsman, just like the Sword Emperor of the past, who split the earth with one sword and broke the sky with two swords. Among the ancient heroes, the Sword Emperor has an unshakable place.
There are also many warriors who have joined the army and become generals who protect the mainland.
There are people who work diligently to be human beings, and there are also people who shed their human bones and willingly become members of the beast tribe.
The road to martial arts is like all living beings, with thousands of people and faces, countless.
There are paths followed by ancestors, and there are paths yet to be developed by future generations.
Among them, the most common ones are orthodox martial arts and the divisions between immortals, demons, demons, humans, evil gods, and Buddhas.
Orthodox martial arts, to put it bluntly, is what the world sees as an upright sect.
As for the Three Paths of Immortals, Gods and Buddhas, I heard that if you practice to the extreme, you can explore the origin and mysteries of martial arts, and you can find the highest civilization of martial arts.
He even led all the warriors in the martial arts world on the road to ascension and became immortals, gods, and Buddhas.
But it's only in legends.
Let’s talk about human nature.
Humans were once the lowest species.
After the Human Emperor created the world and defeated all races, he raised the human race to its current position.
It can be said that in the world of mortals, no one cares about it.
It is better to go to various sects, or the wealthy and famous families in Jiuzhou, to find the orthodox martial arts passed down from their ancestors.
Just because warriors have dabbled in the mortal world, the final two-level division is very serious.
If ten million warriors practice the mortal way, there will probably be ten million mediocre people who do nothing.
of course there are exceptions,
Let’s just say that the current Valkyrie Xie Qingyan is practicing the mortal way.
Chu Yue has now broken through the Wuxuan Realm, and has established the martial arts foundation for his martial body.
Once you have a martial arts base, you have to consider the future path and direction of martial arts!
Chu Yue calmed down and practiced her sword in a deserted place under the moonlight.
With one strike of the knife, it was torn apart by the long wind.
With one strike of the knife, the dust is as dust as sand!
The red clothes on his body moved with it, like fire burning in the dark night.
The morning light shines.
Chu Yue flew into the sky, holding a knife in both hands and slashing away.
The blade flew through the air and suddenly chopped off a hill and hundreds of towering trees in front of it.
Chu Yue was covered in sweat, her feet were firmly planted on the ground, and she carried the knife on her shoulders.
"Pah! Pah!"
There was a sound of clapping.
Chu Yue glanced sideways, raised her chin slightly, and tightened her grip on the blade.
I saw a person slowly walking out among the billowing dust and smoke.
Before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, he heard the praising voice: "The Human Emperor's sword skills are very good."
Chu Yuexu narrowed his eyes, alert as a leopard.
She had used the Renhuang Sword Technique both in front of Dongli City and in Beijing City, but no one recognized it as the Renhuang Sword Technique!