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    "Exactly!" Lu Miaozi is now a very reliable and close old man in Shi Qingxuan's mind, so when the young man mentioned Lu Miaozi, his big bright eyes suddenly turned into two crescent moons.

    "No wonder." Looking at Shi Qingxuan's answer, Jian Jun nodded clearly, "Then what did the old man tell you? I'm afraid he didn't say anything good about me, right?"

    "You two are indeed very similar." Seeing Jianjun mentioning Lu Miaozi, even though he seemed a little bit younger, the affectionateness in his tone was beyond words. Shi Qingxuan couldn't help but look envious.  "You call him Old Man Lu, and he calls you a brat."

    "Humph!" Twelve sneered, "Who can blame this? The old man doesn't love the young, so don't blame me for not respecting the elderly!"

    "I really envy you!" Under the moonlight, a gurgling stream appeared in front of the two of them. When they came to the bank, looking at the moonlit stream, Shi Qingxuan's eyes were filled with fascination, "Since my mother passed away, Qingxuan has never seen her again.  I¡¯ve never felt like this before!¡±

    "Ha, what's so difficult about that? If you stay with me, you can see me more often." Sword Lord replied nonchalantly, as if he didn't realize the girl's melancholy at all. Instead, he came to the river with a happy face.  , hunched over and touched a flat pebble, waved his hand sideways, and floated around like a child without using anything.

    "Do you really want me to hold the sword for you?" Shi Qingxuan turned around and looked at the young man who was having so much fun by himself, looking up and down as if looking at monsters and monsters.

    "That's natural!" Jianjun turned around in shock and said in confusion, "Didn't I say that at Wang Tong's house?"

    "But don't you know that Uncle Lu and I have a close friendship?" Shi Qingxuan felt like she was about to cry. Her work just now was in vain!

    "So you can rest assured, I won't do anything to you for the sake of the old man!" Jianjun said matter-of-factly.

    "Didn't you just say, 'I can only ask for it if I want it'?" Shi Qingxuan felt deeply powerless and felt that her usually smart brain was no longer enough.

    "You have such a good relationship with Old Man Lu, is it normal for me to say a few polite words to be polite?" The young man frowned and acted like you really have no social experience.

    "I don't agree!" Shi Qingxuan waved her bamboo flute and said angrily.

    "I didn't say you agreed. But it doesn't matter what you said!" Seeing Shi Qingxuan starting to lose his temper, the young man was already minding his own business without looking back.

    "Aren't you afraid that Uncle Lu will be angry if you force me like this?" Shi Qingxuan's brows were already frowning.

    "Who knows if you don't tell me or if I don't tell you? Besides, he can't come after me just for this! Besides, he can't beat me!" Still in vain.

    "Can you be more serious?!" Shi Qingxuan finally got angry.

    "Where am I not being serious?" Hearing the other party's squeak, the sword master finally reluctantly threw out the chaos in his hand. After watching it float four or five times in a row and then sink to the bottom of the water, he stood up straight.  , looked at Shi Qingxuan inexplicably.

    "Then why do you want Qingxuan to hold the sword for you?" Shi Qingxuan frowned and looked at the sword master intently, as if she wanted to tell whether the young man in front of her was joking.

    "I have already said it. Ba Fenghan is a Turk. He came to the Central Plains to hone his martial arts in order to return to the grassland and challenge Bi Xuan in the future. Therefore, this person has been challenging everywhere since he entered the Central Plains. It's just that this person is cruel by nature.  , in the past few months, no less than twenty famous martial arts figures have died under his hands up and down the river. Naturally, I will not allow such people to leave the Central Plains. And that Fu Junyu is the first disciple of Goguryeo's great master Cai Lin.  Second Disciple. There is a blood feud between Goguryeo and me in the Central Plains. The heads of millions of people from the Central Plains were used to build the capital. For this reason alone, I will never allow a Goguryeo warrior to survive in front of me!" Looking at Shi Qingxuan's angry eyes  , the sword master didn't care at all, he just raised his eyebrows, the original shy look had long disappeared, and the ferocious blood color flickered in his eyes.  "Originally, I could kill these two people today, but I didn't want you to mess up my mood and let these two people escape. Do you know how many of us will be killed when these two people go this time?  The Central Plains warriors lost their lives at the hands of these two people?!"

    Shi Qingxuan never thought that a man would question herself like this in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel a little pale.  After a long while, he sighed quietly: "Qingxuan just made an unintentional mistake, can't the twelfth young brother be lenient?"

    "Qingxuan doesn't need to say any more!" Seeing Shi Qingxuan showing weakness, the sword master swung his long sword to stop her from talking, "God has no selfish intentions, and there is no lynching. The sword of sin means life, and the punishment of heaven is death! My sin sword is the sword of heaven.  Although the sword is broken, the meaning of the sword will always be in the heart. The sword does not ask who has been guilty, and the punishment of heaven only punishes who has been! Even though Qingxuan and Old Man Lu have a deep friendship, they cannot escape the eyes of the sky. The night is already dark,?Come with me!  "

    Looking at the young man who suddenly became upright and awe-inspiring in front of him, Shi Qingxuan may have felt wronged, but she was actually frightened.  But she was unwilling to give up, and couldn't help but sigh: "Qingxuan knows that she is reckless, and she will burn incense, pray, and repent of her mistakes in the future. It's just that Qingxuan really has a last resort, so she asks the Twelve Young Brothers to show their respect."

    "Hey! Why bother Qingxuan?" Shi Qingxuan is worthy of being the daughter of the most outstanding disciple of Cihang Jingzhai back then, and worthy of being a world-famous flute artist. Her words at this moment are pitiful, and there is even more hidden rhythm in her tone, just like  Even Lord Jian couldn't help but be shaken. He put away his cold expression, put on a shy smile again, and said with a wry smile, "I won't do anything to you? Why bother? Besides, if something happens to you, I will  You can tell me. I will help you get it done."

    Seeing that the Sword Master turned into such a shy young man in the blink of an eye, Shi Qingxuan's expression finally changed. There was an incredible look in her beautiful eyes. She took two steps back in horror, and said in shock and a bit of disgust:  "Youyou arethe same as him?"

    "He?" The sword master was confused again. He was shy. Instead, he raised his head innocently and asked curiously, "Who is it?"

    Seeing that the young man's expression changed again, Shi Qingxuan became more alert. The tassels on the bamboo flute were already rustling, but his true energy was already raised.  "It's true! It's really the same!"

    "Ha! I understand!" A sudden look flashed across his face, and the young man chuckled and said lazily, "Qingxuan is talking about your father, the Evil King, right?"

    "Woo¡ª¡ª!" The bamboo flute murmured, like the voice of heaven, penetrating the heart.  Shi Qingxuan's eyes flashed coldly.  "You know him?"

    "Of course I know." As the bamboo flute murmured, the Sword Lord changed his face again and put on a shy expression, "Actually, my condition is similar to that of Lord Evil King, but it is still slightly different"

    "Qingxuan will not go with the twelfth young brother! Please forgive me!" Shi Qingxuan finally made up his mind and took two steps back again, looking at the young man warily.

    "No." Seeing Shi Qingxuan retreating step by step, Jianjun shook his head slightly, and in a flash, he was already behind her.

    Shi Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and he was startled when he lost the figure of the Sword Lord. At this moment, he felt the cold sword intent coming from behind him, and he couldn't help but swing his bamboo flute and point it backwards!

    Shi Qingxuan's martial arts is just like her person, her flute, and her voice, flowing gracefully and full of vitality.  This is also one of the characteristics of martial arts in today's world, which is always secretly related to a person's temperament.  However, perhaps in ordinary times, such martial arts can subtly affect the opponent's mood and emotions, and therefore have good effects.  But under the current situation, although Jianjun's mind has become fragile and easily influenced due to his martial arts, it is definitely not a good thing for Shi Qingxuan.

    the reason is simple.  Jianjun is a paranoid patient.  Shi Qingxuan doesn¡¯t understand the world of mental illness!

    The long sword casually swung open the bamboo flute in Shi Qingxuan's hand. He was about to slap the sword with the sword to restrain the opponent. However, under the strike of the musical note, his expression suddenly changed, and an evil aura emerged out of thin air.  , the originally gentle sword power suddenly became filled with chills!

    "Chi!" There was a soft sound, and Shi Qingxuan's shoulders turned red. The smooth fabric hung half down, revealing her warm and fragrant shoulders!

    "Thieves!" Shi Qingxuan, who had never thought that she would be so embarrassed in front of a strange man, was furious. She waved the bamboo flute in her hand rapidly, sending waves of waves straight into the sword master, waiting to hit the opponent's heart.  , but didn't expect a violent aura to sweep in all directions, and then saw the four-foot-long heretic sword in the young man's hand, bombarding him with fierce force!

    The sword blade barely touched Shi Qingxuan's clothes and then stopped suddenly. However, the domineering power contained during this period smashed Shi Qingxuan's protective energy into pieces without any scruples!

    The charming figure was helplessly thrown away and fell.  Shi Qingxuan, who was in disheveled clothes, managed to half-stand up and looked at the young man who walked firmly in front of her under the moonlight. His face was bleak, but his demeanor was still somewhat calm. "Qingxuan has learned the lesson from the sword master's twelve hatreds!"

    "Miss Shi, why are you doing this?" The young man said with a cold face, "I believe that I have no shame in admiring you. If you treat her just because of her unparalleled beauty, amazing flute skills, and profound background, how can you execute her on behalf of God? Wrong.  If you make a mistake, you will be punished. If God does not punish you, I will punish you! There are countless creatures in the world, and cause and effect are entangled, but in my eyes, no matter what is good or evil, I can only distinguish between right and wrong!"

    Listening to the young man's cold words, Shi Qingxuan remained silent.  She had never experienced such words before.  As the daughter of the most outstanding disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, as the daughter of the most talented person in the Demon Sect, as a girl who was destined to wander between good and evil since birth, people around her are always using the theory of good and evil, orthodoxy, and sects.  to speak, but fromNever before has it been so simple, yet so direct to the essence.  This touched her greatly.

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