Chapter 185: Stepping through the Nine Heavens for Qing
Chapter 185 Breaking through the Nine Heavens for Your Majesty
Just guessing and guessing, Mo Tianji guessed the origin of this knife. Everyone was stunned for a while, admiring his wisdom extremely.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Mo Qingwu was very proud. She wrinkled her cute little nose and raised her head and said, "My second brother is the most powerful!"
"Little ghost head!" Mo Tianji laughed, and with a loud sound, a red light flashed, and Xingmeng Qingwu sword was unsheathed! The night was suddenly brilliant, the stars were dancing, and they actually reflected the bright stars in the lake next to it. The scene was so magnificent,
Unparalleled!
"What a knife!" Mo Tianji looked at the blade carefully and his eyes flashed: "There is even star iron!" Then he saw the words Chu Yang had carved on it. At this moment, Mo Tianji's eyes suddenly shrank and he suddenly raised his head.
, the look in Chu Yang’s eyes has changed greatly.
Full of solemnity, full of exploration and prudence; holding the knife, he bowed deeply: "Brother Chu... thank you very much! I, Mo Tianji, will keep your kindness in my heart! I will never forget it for the rest of my life!"
When others saw this sword, they saw a treasured sword and hegemony; but when Mo Tianji saw this sword, he saw Chu Yang's thoughts!
"Brother Mo, you're welcome. This sword is just a thought. Of course, it also has deep meaning. Not everyone is worthy of my sacrifice." Chu Yang said bluntly: "Brother Mo, just take it from your heart."
"Besides, I just got this by accident. Now I give it to Xiao Wu, it just complements each other." Chu Yang smiled.
"I got it accidentally..." Mo Tianji laughed: "It is indeed a coincidence! This knife seems to have been given to my little sister by God's will."
"Not bad!" Chu Yang's eyes flashed, and he met Mo Tianji's eyes, and both of them laughed knowingly.
Mo Tianji straightened up, looking a little relaxed, and said: "With this knife, or..."
He didn't say any more, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.
Mo Tianji understood that this was Chu Yang's preparation for Mo Qingwu's return to the family! With a knife that was unparalleled in the world and could cut off everything!
But such a knife is attached with a deep love that is no less than my own!
As a person who saved his sister by chance, Mo Tianji clearly felt that this feeling was very important!
Mo Tianji didn't like to owe anyone anything in his life, but he couldn't help but owe Chu Yang's love! He had to owe it!
"Brother Chu, I heard that there is constant friction between Butian Pavilion and the Golden Horse Knights Hall." Mo Tianji thought for a moment and said, "But now your Butian Pavilion is too weak..."
"No need!" Before he could finish speaking, Chu Yang had interrupted him and said calmly: "I can use and deceive people in the world, but I, Chu Yang, will not take advantage of my own sincerity."
"You just need to send Xiao Wu back safely. As for me..." Chu Yang took a deep breath and said, "I can't rely on you until the end, right?"
Mo Tianji smiled appreciatively and said, "In that case, let me tell Brother Chu a story." He paused and said softly: "According to legend, six thousand years ago, there was a lustful demon who roamed the world. He was as lustful as his life, and he didn't know it.
How many good daughters were ruined by him, and I don’t know how many good families were ruined because of him. Everyone in the world hated him to the bone, but this pervert was extremely powerful in Yuan Gong, reaching the level of an emperor-level powerhouse. Moreover, his movement skills were particularly fast, even
Even a king-level expert would have a hard time catching up with him."
"That day, a young martial artist got married, but was met by this pervert. The bride was very beautiful, and the pervert became interested in her. The bride didn't know any kung fu, and was kidnapped by the pervert. When she arrived in a cave, she saw that she was innocent.
Paul. But the bride was very knowledgeable. She saw a flower on the side of the cave, exuding fragrance, and said, "Put that flower on me and have a good drink with me. I will be yours today."
The bride."
"The pervert was very happy. What tricks can a weak woman do? So he bought wine and put flowers on the bride's head with his own hands. The bride was not good at drinking and drank tea instead of wine. After a meal, the pervert found herself
She couldn't move at all. She was strangled to death with her own belt by a helpless bride."
"The death of an emperor-level warrior in the hands of a weak woman without the power to tie a chicken has become a huge joke!"
"The pervert also knows that flower, it's called Thousand Miles of Flowers; but he doesn't know that as long as the Thousand Miles of Flowers leave the ground, the smell of the juice in the broken stems mixes with the alcohol and enters the meridians, creating a strange crispy scent.
Bone Fragrance. Even if you are a saint, you can’t escape the fate of being weak."
"Later, this crispy bone incense was given a name, which was the 'Supreme Crisp' that once shocked the entire Jiuchongtian! It ranks first among the ecstasy incense in the Jiuchongtian Continent and has been ranked first for thousands of years!"
"This story may be false, but it tells us a truth. No one can be underestimated. As long as the means are appropriate, ordinary people can also kill the Supreme Being! The key is to see your wisdom! Can you think of a way? And the way is
It’s everywhere.”
Mo Tianji said: "Brother Chu, that's why I always advocate wisdom rather than force."
Chu Yang was silent.
In the early morning of the next day, the morning mist was still drifting, and the world was misty. When Mo Tianji walked out holding Mo Qingwu's little hand, it seemed that there was silence all around.
"Xiao Wu, let's go." Mo Tianji sighed and said softly.
"Are you leaving now?" Mo Qingwu opened her big round eyes and said with great reluctance: "I haven't told Brother Chu Yang yet..."
"But your brother Chu Yang will feel uncomfortable if he sees you leave." Mo Tianji said softly: "Xiao Wu will cry too, and Xiao Wu will look bad when she cries. Brother Chu Yang likes you so much, you must
You don’t want him to see that you don’t look good, right?”
Mo Qingwu was about to shed tears, but when she heard this, she bit her lips tightly, nodded vigorously, and said: "Well, I don't want brother Chu Yang to see me cry..." Having said that,
But his eyes were already red and his voice was choked with sobs.
"Let's go." Mo Tianji said slowly: "Xiao Wu must grow up well, and when your brother Chu Yang comes to our house, we must entertain him well..."
Mo Qingwu couldn't help but shed tears. Her small body stood stubbornly at the door, looking at Chu Yang's closed door for an instant.
"Brother Chu Yang, Xiaowu is gone. Xiaowu misses you."
"You have to miss me too..."
"Xiao Wu is gone, brother Chu Yang, please don't cry..."
Mo Tianji held his sister's hand and walked out of the door step by step. At every step, Mo Qingwu stopped, turned her head, and looked at Chu Yang's door with hope. Her thin teeth had already penetrated her small red lips.
A row of deep bite marks...
One step at a time and three times back...
Finally reaching the courtyard gate, Mo Qingwu suddenly broke away from Mo Tianji's hand, turned around, ran back two steps, stopped again, stared at the courtyard in a daze, and suddenly said loudly: "Brother Chu Yang, you can't
Forget me!"
"Brother Chu Yang, don't miss me!"
"Brother Chu Yang, you are not allowed to tell stories to others!"
"Brother Chu Yang... I can't bear to let you go... wuwu..."
There was silence in the room, as if Chu Yang had fallen asleep and could not hear anything.
Mo Qingwu suddenly squatted on the ground and started crying. Mo Tianji looked at his sister, sighed, and walked back to hold her hand, but Mo Qingwu broke away fiercely; he just looked at Chu Yang in a daze.
The door of the room was in ecstasy.
The movement was too big, and a small bow on Mo Qingwu's head fell off and fell to the ground. Mo Tianji looked at it, sighed, and did not pick it up.
After a long time, Mo Qingwu slowly turned around, put her little hand into her brother's, twisted her body and looked back with nostalgia, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, let's go.
."
"Um."
After walking far out of the courtyard, Mo Qingwu finally turned around and burst into tears... Mo Tianji, dressed in white as snow, quietly turned around and waved gently towards a certain direction in the yard...
Four figures, three large and one small, finally slowly disappeared into the morning mist amid Mo Qingwu's heartbreaking cries...
Tianbing Pavilion is still silent.
Behind the willow tree by the lake, Chu Yang slowly revealed his figure. His body was completely wet from the night dew, and his hair was covered with crystal frost and snow.
His face was very sad and his eyes were empty. He walked over step by step, squatted down, picked up the bow that fell from Mo Qingwu's head, put it next to his mouth and nose, took a deep breath, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes.
.
Stretching out his hand, he gently touched the small, obviously dark patch of land on the ground. Here were the tears of Qingwu...
Chu Yang's heart suddenly became empty...
He stood up and looked in the direction of the courtyard door in despair, and there seemed to be a voice still calling out charmingly.
"Brother Chu Yang, don't forget me!"
"Brother Chu Yang, don't miss me!"
"Brother Chu Yang, you are not allowed to tell stories to others!"
"Brother Chu Yang... I can't bear to let you go... wuwu..."
Chu Yang smiled slightly, Qingwu, when I see you again, I wonder what you will look like? Will you become that red-clothed fluttering... Qingwu in my dream?
This time when you go back...you have to hold on! You must be strong...
Do you know how much happiness and hope you have given me these few days here... Qingwu! It won't be long before I go to Zhongsan Santian to find you!
This morning, Gu Duxing, Ji Mo and others were very unusual. No one got up. Everyone was hiding quietly in their rooms. The entire Tianbing Pavilion was as quiet as a ghost.
There was no movement at all.
Chu Yang's hair was fluttering in the morning breeze, and he stood quietly at the courtyard gate; suddenly a sweet and waxy voice echoed in his heart: "...Brother Chu Yang, can I be your fiancée?"
"Okay, okay." Chu Yang said involuntarily.
Vaguely, a graceful figure in red appeared in his mind again. He looked at himself dreamily, stretched out his hand, and softly shouted: "Chu Yang... Chu Yang..."
"Qing Wu..." Chu Yang's heart felt cramped again, as if his heart was tearing and bleeding again. He sat down slowly and murmured: "Mo Tianji, don't let down... my expectations!"
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Based on Mo Tianji's acting style, Chu Yang knew that he would definitely leave without saying goodbye, because leaving without saying goodbye would minimize Mo Qingwu's sorrow of separation.
If we were to say goodbye in person, Mo Qingwu would probably cry heartbroken...
Moreover, if that happened, Chu Yang didn't know what kind of reaction he would have.
Mo Tianji took Mo Qingwu away quietly like this. Chu Yang was inevitably a little resentful, but in his heart, he was also a little grateful.
"The autumn wind is lingering on the cold autumn water, and I feel a little sad about separation. In this life, I can only dance quietly..." Chu Yang sat quietly, stood up slowly, and without looking back, opened the door of his room and walked in. The door creaked.
After closing it, his last words whispered through the crack of the door came out: "...I will break through the ninth heaven for you!"