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Chapter eight hundred and ninety fourth you broke your promise

Late at night, Yu Xuanji sat cross-legged, even for geniuses, hard practice is indispensable.

But tonight, she was obviously not in her state, her breath was quick and slow, and she could not enter the Qingming Festival.

Suddenly, Yu Xuanji opened his eyes, screamed "ah" and fell on the bed weakly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with me! By the way, I must have been to the Burial Sword Pool recently to practice, which made me too tired. I won't practice tonight, so I'll have a good sleep. This is called relaxation and moderate."

He murmured to himself, Yu Xuanji closed his eyes and tried to let his thoughts go, but there was always a figure swaying in his mind.

"Ahhhhh! Yu Mo, you bastard, you really dare to go to that kind of place. I will never see you again!"

...

She couldn't sleep all night and was thinking randomly. Yu Xuanji got up early in the morning and was in a bad state. She wanted to take a look at what Yu Mo was doing, but she couldn't hold her face down. She sat absent-mindedly in the courtyard, staring in front of her in a daze.

Suddenly, the far door was pushed open, and a cold and beautiful female cultivator stepped forward, "Xuanji, you haven't practiced today?"

Her voice was chilling, but her eyes showed concern.

"Ah! Senior Sister Ziyan!" Yu Xuanji stood up in a hurry, as if someone had discovered something, and his pretty face turned slightly red.

Zi Yan was slightly shocked. The little girl's behavior was a little wrong... On the surface, she did not reveal it. After sitting down, she smiled and said, "I heard from the teacher that you went to the Jianchi Pond to practice. You are really bold. If the teacher hadn't said that everything was fine, I would never allow you to go to that place."

As she said that, she seemed to speak inadvertently, "By the way, the teacher mentioned that you met a sword servant in the sword burial pool. Can he use this to practice? What an interesting guy?"

"It's interesting, not interesting at all. This is a cold-blooded, ruthless and lustful bastard!" Yu Xuanji said angrily, and then suddenly woke up, his pretty face turned red. "This... Senior Sister, I just said casually that although that guy is annoying, it's not so bad."

Zi Yan sighed secretly, "My silly junior sister, your expression doesn't look like you hate it at all. At the same time, I became more and more sure of my guesses, and a coldness emerged from the depths of my eyes."

The junior sister's talent is pure and she is a genius who has never been born in the world in the sword practice. Her future achievements are limitless. She must not be disturbed by external objects and destroy her future practice. What's more, she is just a sword servant, even if she has something to do, she will never be qualified to be with her junior sister.

Thinking of the simplicity and beauty of the junior sister, Zi Yan instantly had the impression of Mo Yu as vividly as paper.

A sinister and despicable toad who wants to do something bad! Unfortunately, you can't imagine how good things will be achieved when you meet her!

Zi Yan sneered in his heart, but his expression did not reveal it. He smiled and said, "It seems interesting to be able to make the junior sister evaluate this. Today, if my senior sister has time, I will go to see this little sword servant with you and see how you practice."

She had rich experience and naturally understood such things, and directly preaching was useless.

Only when Junior Sister Xuanji sees clearly how useless the man she likes is, will she completely give up.

"This..." Yu Xuanji hesitated a little. She agreed yesterday that she couldn't go there today.

Seeing this, Zi Yan stood up and pulled her to the outsider, "Let's go quickly, I won't be relieved if I don't see you practicing with my own eyes."

Yu Xuanji struggled slightly, then followed obediently, making a secret argument in his heart.

This is not that I don’t keep my word. It’s really because my senior sister insists on doing this, and I can’t do anything about it.

A trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, Yu Xuanji's footsteps subconsciously accelerated a little bit. She was really curious about what Mo Yu wanted to do to send her away today.

...

In the Burial Sword Pool, Mo Yu sat cross-legged with a serious expression.

Today, he is going to merge the sword intent for the second time.

Take a deep breath to calm your mind, and your mind gradually becomes like an ancient well without any turmoil.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind, a vortex of sword intent slowly took shape.

The invisible will of swordsmanship emanates from Mo Yu's body, and all swordsmanship retreats from the ten feet of the body.

...

The Burial Sword Pool was looking at it, feeling the familiar atmosphere, but Yu Xuanji hesitated a little, "Senior Sister, why don't we come again tomorrow?"

Zi Yan was ready to reveal the true face of the little sword servant, and was humiliated and prepared to give up halfway.

"I've come here, why do you have to go back again?" As she said that, she looked suspicious, "Is it because my junior sister has something hidden from me and doesn't want me to know."

Yu Xuanji subconsciously felt guilty and insisted on keeping calm, "Where is there, senior sister, don't talk nonsense!"

She bit her lip, "Let's go!"

Zi Yan's heart sank. It seemed that her junior sister was already in a state of falling into it. She must take action immediately and pull her out, otherwise there will be a big mess!

The two of them approached the Burial Sword Pool and came to the place where they practiced on weekdays. They appeared in sight from afar.

He sat cross-legged, as if he was concentrating on his practice, but did not notice the arrival of the two of them.

"Is this the sword servant?" Zi Yan glanced at him. If he only looked at his back, he was a little good, but then he curled his lips gently, revealing a little disdain.

In addition to being able to seduce junior sisters, of course, they also need to have a good skin.

But for monks, what can these be considered? Only cultivation is the key!

Just one demigod level, one toad!

Yu Xuanji nodded slightly and felt relieved when he saw Mo Yu's back. He did not go to those dirty places after all, but then he felt a little nervous.

Yu Mo should have known that they were here, so why didn’t he respond? Was she angry that she was untrustworthy?

Yu Xuanji suddenly felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have come here today. She whispered: "Senior sister, Junior Brother Yumo is practicing. You and I won't disturb him anymore. Let's leave first."

A trace of coldness flashed in Zi Yan's eyes. Leaving, it's not that simple!

She smiled slightly and said, "I am just a half-god-level sword servant. How can cultivation be so important? I came here today and was a little curious about him. Of course, I have to take a good look."

As he said that, Zi Yan stepped forward and shouted, "Yu Mo, turn around and let me have a good look!"

She just wanted to let the junior sister see clearly who she had in her heart.

In front of her, she could only be called around and drunk. How could she give her happiness and protect her for the rest of her life?

"Senior Sister, what are you doing?" Yu Xuanji looked anxious, "Don't talk, so as not to disrupt his practice!"

"Why are junior sister so careful? With his mere demigod cultivation, even if there is a problem with his cultivation, you and I can solve it at will." Zi Yan looked indifferent, looking at the figure who was still sitting there without any response, his slightly mean eyebrows gradually frowned, and he sneered: "What a big face, I ignore it. It seems that the sect has indeed indulged in the management of sword servants over the years!"

Her expression turned solemn, and her voice was cold and she showed a high voice. "I am the senior sister of Xuanji. Elder Jianxin takes over the disciple Zi Yan, and the sword servant Mo Yu, come to me quickly to serve!"

"Senior Sister!"

"Junior sister, don't talk. He doesn't even see me. If you don't teach me a lesson, wouldn't it be believed that my Sword Sect has no rules and does not understand the superiority of the superiority!" Zi Yan sneered and moved forward with a little hand.

Buzz —

A sword shadow appeared and headed straight for Mo Yu to fall.

"Ah!" Yu Xuanji exclaimed, and was about to stop him.

Zi Yan stopped her with a moving figure and said lightly: "Junior sister, today you can see clearly what the person in front of you is like, and whether it is worth your concern."

"Senior Sister, what are you talking about? Get out of here!" Yu Xuanji's face showed anger, but it was too late.

puff--

With a muffled sound, the sword shadow that approached Mo Yu's body was directly shattered.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood, pale appeared on his face, and slowly turned around and opened.

Those eyes were cold and indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations.

Yu Xuanji and his eyes met, Fang's heart trembled suddenly and said hurriedly: "Yu Mo, listen to my explanation."

But Mo Yu had already withdrawn his gaze and his voice was cold, "You broke your promise!" After saying that, he stood up and jumped directly into the Burial Sword Pool.

"Yu Mo!" Yu Xuanji rushed to the edge, and the Burial Sword Pool was pitch black, and Mo Yu's figure fell into nothing.

She stared at the ground in a daze of red blood. Thinking of his cold gaze, her heart was like a knife.

Suddenly, Yu Xuanji spit out a mouthful of blood, his pretty face turned pale, and his body fell softly to the ground.

"Junior sister!" Zi Yan was shocked and hugged Yu Xuanji who had fallen into a coma, and her face showed panic, "Sword intent is rampant, how could this happen!"

She didn't dare to delay, and turned around and left quickly with Yu Xuanji. Now, she can only ask the teacher to take action as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!

As for Yu Mo, the merely lowly sword servant, he will die if he dies, and no one cares.

...

In the burial sword pool, countless broken swords, Mo Yu's figure sat cross-legged in the broken swords.

His black robe was shattered into powder by the sword intent of the void.

But the naked body was like steel, and it was still washed away by the sword intent, and it could not leave any trace on him.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's face turned pale, his slightly frown brows appeared, and his expression of pain appeared.

At the critical moment of today's sword intent fusion, Yu Xuanji and Zi Yan arrived, especially the latter's attack caused extremely bad consequences.

Rufei Mo Yu's divine consciousness was strong enough to forcefully suppress the explosion of the sword intent vortex. I'm afraid that now he would not just spit a mouthful of blood, that's that simple.

But now, even if the sword intent vortex is barely suppressed, the danger has not been lifted. Once Mo Yu's divine consciousness is too heavy, the explosion of the sword intent vortex will only become more violent.

So before, Mo Yu immediately made a decision, jumped into the burial sword pool, and with the help of the more violent sword intent here, he forced himself to blend into the sword intent vortex to calm down.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Thirty-Six-Leaves Chaos Lotus Platform appeared under Mo Yu. He wanted to use this Chaos Treasure to increase his speed of comprehending the sword intent.

Buzz —

The lotus platform released a layer of light, covering Mo Yu's body, making his mind calm in an instant and become extremely calm.

All the divine thoughts were released, covering a hundred feet in a radius, and more than a hundred sword intents appeared in Mo Yu's sense.

He groaned, his face turned pale, and there were dazzling blood stains between his mouth, nose and mouth.

But at this moment, Mo Yu did not make any adjustments and directly comprehended it. To restore the sword intent vortex, an extremely large number of sword intents were needed to adjust it. There was not much time left for him.

call--

call--

In the void, countless sword intents lie across.

They seemed to have noticed Mo Yu's existence, like a shark smelling blood, gathering together.

Gradually, a black wind formed, completely submerging his figure. At the same time, it cut off, covering up all the aura of Mo Yu and the Chaos Lotus Platform, and could no longer be perceived by the outside world.

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