Yu Shu carried 037 to a small river, wetted the handkerchief, and wiped it with 037.
Hearing 037's cry, she couldn't help but joked, "Oh, you can make the best use of everything, and you won't die, so what are you afraid of?"
037 kept sobbing, and his chubby body was shaking so pitifully.
[How could I bind a host like you...]
After Yu Shu finished washing, she lifted 037 up and purred, "Look! Isn't this back to its original state?"
Yu Shu looked at 037 moaning and groaning in her arms, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, smiling briskly.
Suddenly, Yu Shu seemed to feel something. She raised her eyes and looked straight ahead.
Not far in front of her stood a man with sharp eyebrows and a cold face, wearing the same uniform as Lu Tian'er.
This man is none other than Cen Yue.
Yu Shu curled her lips, her brows and eyes were a bit bored, her expression was lazy, and she did not welcome the man in front of her very much.
Cen Yue looked up and down, and finally stopped at Yu Shu's sword, confirming that it was the female swordsman just now.
Then Cen Yue's eyes moved upward and stayed on Yu Shu's face for a few seconds.
Yu Shu's curtain hat was thrown away unknown where when she was fighting with the fire silkworm and the blue bird.
That's why Cen Yue saw Yu Shu's appearance clearly, and he suddenly said, "I was just thinking about what a female cultivator with such a vicious heart would look like? Now I finally know."
It turned out that he had a cold-hearted look, with black eyes like a cold pool, moth-headed Qin eyebrows, extremely clear and beautiful.
"My name is Cen Yue, may I know the girl's name?"
Yu Shu gave him a stingy look and glanced at him lightly, "No."
She was too lazy to continue talking, so she left alone.
Behind him, Cen Yue frowned slightly, with complicated eyes. He chased after him, and as soon as he patted Yu Shu on the shoulder, she waved him away.
Yu Shu looked a little impatient, "Are all the disciples of your sect so annoying?"
Cen Yue was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and explained, "I'm not here..." for revenge...
Cen Yue did not say the next words because he saw Yu Shu draw his sword.
Although there were some misunderstandings in the middle, Cen Yue's final goal was achieved.
Immortal cultivators all admire the strong. Cen Yue has long wanted to learn from the sword intent wielded in the inn.
Cen Yue drew out his long sword, nodded slightly, "Please enlighten me."
Cen Yue took a step back, and the two of them looked at each other with swords in their hands, their eyes having the same awe-inspiring look.
The sudden wind blew the surrounding trees with a swishing sound, and there was a slight chill in the air.
037 jumped down knowingly, walked under the tree, and lay down.
Yu Shu's eyes flashed, she turned the hilt of the sword lightly, her spiritual power suddenly turned, and white light covered the sword body.
Cen Yue did not hesitate to give in. His spiritual power circulated, and the sword emitted a faint green light.
Their eyes suddenly crossed each other, and their fighting spirit was on the verge of breaking out.
The two figures moved together, the two swords collided with each other, their spiritual powers collided, and fire shot out.
Cen Yue's eyebrows flashed a few times. Although they were both Jindan sword cultivators, they were different.
He only felt that the hand holding the sword hilt was numb, his expression tightened suddenly, and he did not dare to slack off for a moment.
It is hard to imagine that this kind of aura that can defeat anyone is the sword aura possessed by a female swordsman.
Cen Yue's eyes darkened. This was just the first move. Neither of them made a sword move. It was just a simple collision of spiritual power, sword energy, and sword intent. This woman had a faint sign of overpowering him.
A dim light flashed across Cen Yue's eyes. Lose? He hasn't lost in many years.
The next second, the two men retreated at the same time, turning over the long swords in their hands.
The second move is swordsmanship.
The corner of Cen Yue's mouth curled up slightly. The female cultivator had the advantage in the first move. According to the strength of her sword, she would definitely pursue the victory. Then he would use softness to overcome strength.
But when he saw Yu Shu's sword skills, the smile on the corner of Cen Yue's mouth disappeared instantly.
He originally wanted to use softness to overcome strength, neutralize the power of her swordsmanship, and thus contain her.
But who would have thought that the sword that was so powerful just now would now turn into a entangled snake.
Miscalculation! This was the only thought in Cen Yue's mind.
Cen Yue's sword moves were gentle, and Yu Shu's sword was like a long snake, entangled in his sword and taking away most of his strength.
I saw Yu Shu suddenly press down his wrist, reaching the tip of the sword, and then raised it suddenly, his sword almost fell out of his hand.
Cen Yue gritted his teeth, no! If someone picked off his sword, what kind of swordsman would he be?
He twisted his wrist, ignoring the pain, and held the sword hilt tightly.
Seeing this, Yu Shu clicked her tongue irritably, her sword moves suddenly changed, and she no longer fought with Cen Yue's long sword.
Instead, he used the power of thunder and fierce moves to attack Cen Yue's lifeline.
Cen Yue hurriedly dodged the sword energy, but he had already lost the opportunity. At this time, he was only passively beaten. In panic, Cen Yue fell down.
The cold tip of the sword touched his eyebrows, and he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
Lost...
He lost to a monk who was also at the Golden Core stage, and he only passed two moves...
Cen Yue's mind was agitated, and he looked forward blankly, unable to calm down for a long time.
Yu Shu looked calm, she put away her sword, walked towards the tree, and picked up 037 who was curled up in a ball.
A low voice came from behind, "How can I practice swordsmanship like yours?"
Hearing this, Yu Shu turned sideways and looked at Cen Yue, who was still sitting on the ground, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.
Finally, someone noticed her hard-working swordsmanship. Thinking of Ji Jue's devilish training, Yu Shu couldn't help but shed two lines of tears in the wind.
She cleared her throat and said in a serious tone, "Of course it took ninety-nine efforts and one point of talent to create this hundred percent sword intent."
"Young man, you haven't worked hard enough."
After saying that, Yu Shu felt that everything was clear from top to bottom, inside and out, and she felt comfortable both physically and mentally.
Cen Yue seemed to be enlightened, with a look of sudden enlightenment on his face, and he quickly got up from the ground.
"what's your name?"
Yu Shu felt much better and was about to tell him when she heard a series of questions from Cen Yue.
"Do you have a sect?"
"What kind of swordsmanship do you practice?"
"Where did you learn from him?"
Yu Shu's face became helpless and she rolled her eyes, so she ignored him.
Yu Shu picked up 037 and prepared to walk towards the place where Feng Ling was taken.
Cen Yue quickly followed, chattering after Yu Shu.
Suddenly, everything became dark.
At this familiar scene, Yu Shu looked up and saw a bird flying above her head.
"Idiot? That's not right!" Yu Shu frowned and immediately denied her conjecture.
This flying bird is not as big as a bird of prey, nor does it have purple-green feathers. It is completely black, and even its eyes are black.
This should be...the Cold Crystal Wind Crow!
There were bursts of chaotic footsteps behind Yu Shu.
"Then, the crow is catching up again!" A group of people wearing several different sect uniforms ran hastily.
Yu Shu and Cen Yue looked back while understanding each other tacitly.
After the crowd clearly saw the faces of the two people in front of them, their voices suddenly became quieter.
Then, a surprised voice came from the crowd.
"Yu, Yu Shu, senior sister...!"
Yu Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here. This chapter has been completed!