(Today’s second update is up. Brothers, please say hello in advance. Today I have determined with the editor the time for the book to be put on the shelves. It will be on the shelves next week on Sunday. By that time, Fengfeng’s promise to you will also be complete.
It has been fulfilled, and Fengfeng may update it to about 460,000 words. This can be regarded as compensation for the votes and collections in some chapters. I will not let the promise of 450,000 words be watered down.
Fengfeng does not want to deceive anyone, and treats every reader with her sincerity. I have already explained this in previous chapters and in the book review area. I don’t want everyone to scold me. Moreover,
I also believe that all those who read my book are gentlemen and lovely civilized people.)
Everyone was completely shocked. The air around them seemed to be frozen at this moment. Even time seemed to have been frozen at this moment. But everyone's eyes were the same, that is, they were all staring at
On Mo Ya, who was unconscious but did not fall.
What is going on? Everyone who saw this strange scene has heard this question in their hearts countless times. Could it be that this Moya has superpowers?
After a while, one of the people who came with Meng Ting but was not knocked down by Tian Zongyu's attack said in a trembling voice: "Shadowless Swordsman?"
This voice seemed so abrupt in the silence at this time. Even so, for a young person like Tian Zongyu who had little experience in the world, he still knew nothing about it and was still stuck in endless confusion.
Just after that person's voice, suddenly, a long burst of laughter came from the air, which seemed extremely calm and deep, shaking the ears of everyone present, and making a faint ringing sound.
Everyone looked for the sound, their eyes still focused on the unconscious Mo Ya. The laughter stopped, and they didn’t know when, suddenly, a face appeared next to Mo Ya.
. There was a somewhat arrogant smile on his cold, cool face. With the appearance of this face, his entire body shape was vaguely revealed. Except for the crescent sword in his hand, his body
Except for that, his face can be seen clearly. The rest of the parts are completely similar to the surrounding colors and are difficult to find. Moreover, before his face is revealed, his entire body, not even a trace of hair, is visible.
Unable to see. When his body was vaguely revealed, everyone could see clearly that the reason why Moya didn't fall to the ground was because she was supported by Ni Ye.
"Brother, it's you, haha..." Tian Zongyu said with a smile.
"Tian Zongyu, you are so stupid to be subdued by such a person." The person who came was none other than Ni Ye. He looked at Tian Zongyu and said angrily. After Ni Ye finished speaking, he ignored Tian Zongyu and stretched out his left hand.
With a gentle blow on Mo Ya's head, she heard a soft hum from Mo Ya, slowly woke up, and looked at everything in front of her blankly.
First, what caught his eye was a cold, cool face. Then, she suddenly felt that she had been nestling in this man's arms. She couldn't help but screamed and hurriedly broke away from Nianye's arms.
He came out and stood outside his place, looking at Ni Ye in shock, his face flushed, and he stood there feeling shy.
"Girl, it's dangerous here, you'd better go back to your grandfather as soon as possible!" Min Ye said softly.
I don’t know why, but in front of this girl, Minye’s voice inadvertently slowed down a bit, and turned out to be a bit gentle. Moreover, Minye’s own face was also covered with blush at this time.
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Mo Ya first looked at the strange clothes on Min Ye, and then fixed her gaze on his face that looked very clear. The blush on his face became even worse, and instantly became as red as the rising sun.
Tian Zongyu looked at the interesting scene and felt indescribably happy.
"Thank you, brother, for saving me." Mo Ya said solemnly.
Niye nodded gently and said softly: "You're welcome. You'd better go back quickly!"
Mo Ya nodded and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she turned to look at Tian Zongyu who had an infinite smile on his face: "Brother Tian, are you okay?"
Tian Zongyu immediately shook his head: "Sister Mo Ya, I'm fine. Get up and listen to Ni Ye and return to your grandfather. It's too dangerous here."
"Yes." Mo Ya responded softly and said nothing again. She hurriedly ran towards her grandfather who was standing in front of the warehouse door with his head raised in panic. When he saw Mo Ya returning safely, Grandpa Mo Ya's expression was gloomy and sad.
His face slowly relaxed.
At this time, Meng Ting, who was standing next to Ni Ye, woke up, looked at the vaguely weird man in front of her, and shouted: "You bad guy, why did you hurt my grandpa?" As he spoke, he had already appeared from behind him.
, pulled out the huge sword that was incompatible with her body shape, and slashed towards Niye with gritted teeth.
The giant-handled sword is very different from ordinary knives. It is purple-brown in color, has no metallic texture, and does not have the luster of a magical weapon.
Meng Ting's cultivation skills were obviously very weak. Although she attacked with hatred, her attack speed was really slow, so slow that there was not even a trace of the weapon's tail.
Niye is a master of cultivation who is good at attack and strength. This kind of attack in front of him is no less than a three-year-old child dancing with a toy.
Meng Ting's broadsword advanced, and it was about to hit Ni Ye. He didn't see how Ni Ye moved. He could only see his crescent moon sword and clear face in a flash, and he had easily avoided the blow of Meng Ting's broadsword.
attack.
"Big bad guy, if I don't hit you, my surname will not be Han today." Meng Ting shouted, stabbing upward with the big knife in her hand, and attacked Niye again.
It's strange that Mengting's attack power is obviously very weak, but she holds this huge sword with ease and effortlessness. This is completely inversely proportional to the strength she shows.
Amid Meng Ting's shouts, the sword attacked Ni Ye again.
Niye looked helplessly at the little girl's endless attacks. Seeing the giant-handled sword attacking him again, he suddenly slashed at the waist of the huge-handled sword with the crescent-shaped sword in his hand.
Soon, two mighty-looking broadswords intersected. There was no imaginary sound, just a soft thud. The huge-handled broadsword in Mengting's hand was broken, and with another thud, it was cut off.
The part of the huge sword fell on the ground.
Meng Ting's huge-handled sword was easily cut off, and everyone was very surprised. They couldn't help but look at the severed part on the ground, and then at the remaining part of Meng Ting's hand.
Among the several people in the venue, it was not so much that everyone was looking at the huge sword that was cut off in Meng Ting's hand, but that it was Tian Zongyu and Ni Ye who were observing carefully.
After the two of them saw the big knife that was broken into two parts, they couldn't help but smile.
Tian Zongyu and Ni Ye here had smiles on their faces, but Meng Ting over there had a gloomy look on her face, with tears in her eyes. She looked at the broken knife in her hand, and at the other broken knife lying on the ground.
, unspeakable heartache. Suddenly, I heard Meng Ting roar, shouting explosively: "Bad guy, pay me your sword, pay me your sword... Wuwu..." While crying, she waved her hands.
With his giant-handled broken sword, he slashed wildly towards Niye.
This time, Ni Ye did not dodge or intercept, and allowed the broken knife in Meng Ting's hand to hit him.
The broken sword hit the body, but no flesh and blood flew everywhere, and even the clothes were not damaged. Now I finally know why the little girl can carry a huge sword with ease on her back, and can also swing this powerful-looking sword at will.
It turns out that this is just a giant wooden knife, so it is naturally very light.
"You bad guy... Wuwu... This is a sword that took me more than a month... Wuwu... cut down dozens of big trees... Wuwu... Wuwu..."
...I was ruined by you like this... Wuwuwu... You compensate me... Compensate me... You super villain..." Meng Ting cried while waving the remaining giant wooden knife in her hand.
He slashed at Niye's body.
Niye looked at this cute little girl crying, with a look of helplessness on his face, and did not hide away. He stood there motionless and allowed her to slash and let her vent. But there was no trace of pain on his face.
Meng Ting's attack on him seemed to have no effect at all.