On the mountain behind the Zi family mansion, Zi Mo was sitting in the pavilion, gently stroking a three-foot-long sword with purple light in her arms, as if stroking her lover, her movements were gentle, with a trace of longing in her eyes.
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This is the sword Xiao Nan gave her. The name of the sword is Zi Yan. After Zi Mo refines it, it can be turned into a small sword as long as a palm and can be stored in the body.
After a while, Zi Mo put the sword beside the table and placed his hands on the guqin in front of him. The melodious sound of the piano started and spread far away.
The sky was overcast, the wind was biting, and snowflakes began to fall in the air again.
Nan Xianglian's cheerful figure appeared behind Zi Mo, standing quietly with her big eyes narrowed, listening to the music.
After the song was over, Nan Xianglian said: "Sister Zimo, this piece of music you played is really nice. What's its name?"
Zi Mo smiled slightly and said, "This is the song "Lovesickness". It was originally a piece for the piano and flute ensemble. Unfortunately, no one knows how to play the flute and play with me at this moment. Sister Xianglian, do you have anything to do with me?"
Nan Xianglian smiled and said, "It's been a while since City Master Xiao and Hall Master Xue left. I saw that you were bored at home all day long. Uncle Zi asked me to come over and see you for a walk to relax."
"Okay, then let's go for a walk by Xinjing Lake, but the weather is not good today." Zi Mo responded, with a move of his left hand, the Zi Yan Sword turned into a purple stream of light, got into his sleeve, and disappeared.
"Xinjing Lake in the snow is also a unique scenery." Nan Xianglian saw the purple stream of light, her eyes showed envy, then she took Zi Mo's hand and walked out of the pavilion.
Although there was a cold wind and light snow falling, people were still coming and going on the streets of Bajian City, and it was even busier than usual.
First, the end of the year is approaching, and every household is preparing New Year's goods, and vendors also want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, hoping to have a good year.
Second, more warriors and immortal cultivators are now flocking to Bajian City and other six cities. Many people have traveled thousands of miles to search for Hua Luoxue and Ji Lian, hoping to get more news about the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pearl.
Zi Mo and Nan Xiang Lian walked slowly by the Heart Mirror Lake, followed by two maids from the Zi family behind them.
While walking and admiring the beautiful scenery, Zi Mo remembered the first time she and Xiao Nan met by the lake in early autumn, with a slight smile on her lips.
Soon, they arrived outside a pavilion by the lake.
The view here is wide, and you can see the vast lake scenery. Zi Mo remembers that Xiao Nan was still reciting the poem written by the ancient immortal here - the falling clouds and the solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky.
The sound is still in my ears, but the person has gone far away.
At this time, suddenly an unpleasant croaking sound came from inside the pavilion.
Zi Mo and Nan Xiang Lian looked into the pavilion and saw a woman in black standing in the pavilion, holding on to the railings and looking at the lake in the distance. On her shoulders, stood a black
The crow, the croaking sound is exactly the cry of the crow.
Hearing the footsteps behind them, the woman turned around, and Zi Mo and Nan Xianglian's eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw the woman's eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was fair and delicate, her eyes seemed to contain two clear springs, strange green snake-shaped earrings hung in her ears, and beautiful silver ornaments hung around her neck. The black coarse cloth clothes could not hide it.
Her absolutely beautiful face.
The strangest thing is that there is an unknown black flower painted on the woman's eyebrow, which looks like a vertical eye.
When the woman in black saw the faces of Zi Mo and Nan Xianglian, she couldn't help but look at them a few more times, then turned her head again and continued to look at the scenery in the distance.
Zi Mo and Nan Xiang Lian walked into the pavilion and stood on the other side, looking into the distance.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
Above the lake, the falling snowflakes had no time to melt, and soon turned the lake surface into pure white.
"Quack, miss, it's going to snow heavily, we should go back." An unpleasant voice sounded.
Nan Xianglian turned around and saw that the person speaking was actually the crow on the shoulder of the woman in black. She couldn't help but look at it in surprise.
"Don't worry, just watch for a while." The woman in black said calmly.
Crow: "Quack, Miss, there are two people fighting on the lake in the distance."
Woman in black: "Well, don't worry about them."
When the crow saw Nan Xianglian observing it, he held his head high and looked proud. He glanced sideways at Nan Xianglian and asked, "Am I good-looking?"
Nan Xianglian was shocked, then smiled slightly, "Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear lies?"
"Quack, of course you want to listen to the truth." Crow said.
"You are so ugly, your eyes are like black beans, you are all black, and your voice is very ugly, like a broken gong, it makes people very noisy! Your master is ten thousand times prettier than you." Nan Xianglian blinked her big eyes,
Said with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah! I'm so pissed off!" The crow suddenly became furious and croaked, "I can't compare to the master's peerless appearance, but I'm much prettier than you! Look at your eyes, they are like lanterns.
Yes, with a wicked smile on his face!"
Nan Xianglian: "It's okay to forget that you are ugly, you don't know yourself yet!"
Crow: "Quack! I'm just prettier than you. You're so ugly, but you have the nerve to tell others!"
Nan Xianglian curled her lips, sneered, and ignored it.
The crow suddenly felt that he had won the quarrel. He glanced sideways at Nan Xianglian, looked triumphant, and croaked.
Seeing Nan Xianglian quarreling with a crow, Zi Mo also found it a bit funny, "Why are you quarreling with a crow? I've never seen this crow actually speak human words."
"It keeps croaking there, which really affects the mood. I don't know who the two people fighting on the lake are?" Nan Xianglian said.
At this time, on the lake in the distance, two people were flying up and down in the wind and snow, fighting endlessly.
One of them is a thin old man wearing golden clothes.
The other person is a fat middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt with a white face and no beard.
Both of them were holding long swords in their hands, and they were walking back and forth on the lake. The swords were shining brightly and the sword energy was raging. The surrounding snowflakes fell near their bodies and were blown away by the powerful energy.
Many people discovered the fight between the two, and more and more people stopped to watch by the lake.
Suddenly, the old man and the middle-aged man rushed towards each other in mid-air. The two swords clashed together, bursting out with dazzling light. The two of them shot backwards, the old man shot into the distance, while the middle-aged man shot forward.
It quickly hit the pavilion where Zimo and others were.
A burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from all around.
Seeing that the middle-aged man couldn't stop himself and was about to hit him, the woman in black in the pavilion immediately raised her right hand and waved it forward slightly.
The fat body of the middle-aged man immediately stopped in the air, as if it was caught by an invisible big hand.
Then, under the surprised gazes of everyone by the lake, the middle-aged man's body was suddenly thrown out at a faster speed. Like a meteor, it turned into an afterimage and came to the lake again.
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Finally, he stopped and looked back at the woman in black in the pavilion. He seemed to have thought of something, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.
The obese middle-aged man suddenly clasped his fists and saluted the woman in black in the pavilion, "Please let me go..."
The woman in black interrupted: "You and I have no grievances. I haven't done anything to you, so don't worry."
The obese middle-aged man's face softened a little, and he looked at the old man who was charging towards him again. He moved and flew towards the distant shore.
"Kill my disciple and just want to run away like this?" The old man shouted angrily and immediately chased after him.
"Quack, miss, wouldn't it be more fun if you threw that fat man into the water just now?" the crow on the shoulder of the woman in black said excitedly.
"Crow's mouth." The woman in black laughed and cursed, then turned around and walked into the wind and snow, and was far away in the blink of an eye.
"Quack, quack, I am originally a crow." The crow's voice came from far away.
