Chapter 295

A red star fell from the sky, and two Hongguang successively fell into Chen Luan and Beiming Youxue's body. Seeing this, Jiang Yanyu lamented with regret that she knew she should have done it. It's a rare thing to get the star power of the falling star in the Yellow court.

Huan Keyan, the "seven star child", was in Chen Mo's arms and slowly closed his eyes. The girl's face was quiet and gentle, less violent and cruel in the past. Huan Wen, who was as quiet as a virgin, also looked very pitiful.

At this moment, Chen Mo suddenly couldn't bear it and sighed.

Huan Wen's body gradually dissipated like light. As soon as the star's name fell, her spirit body would also return to suniang mountain.

Haoyuan fell on the round hill, and the domineering beast crawled. Xie Xuan and Xie diaobing, the 'leader of Beifu soldiers' of di Youdu star, couldn't help feeling a little sad as they watched his sister fall.

"God, what the hell happened." Ting Nanyuan's face turned white when he saw the miserable scene of the round hill.

The top monks of the sword sect in the great families of the round hill Festival suffered heavy losses, including the emperor. Ting Fengliang led a group of monks of Wuyang county to this place. Seeing this scene, everyone's back was cold.

"Did that boy really kill Huan Wen?" Ting Fengliang said inconceivably.

"Prince Yang, hurry, come to King Qin, kill Chen Mo, and I will make you king!!" Seeing Prince Yang, Tang Mingshi immediately grabbed the straw and said angrily.

"You stupid king, who will help you?" Tingnanyuan spit out water before his father answered.

The court was cool and speechless: "don't be rude to your majesty."

"As long as you kill the people in Chang'an mansion, I will make you king!" The emperor of the Tang Dynasty was hysterical.

Hearing his words, everyone felt a burst of sadness.

Prince Yang tingfengliang was about to speak, when suddenly another cold voice interrupted him.

"Who dares to deal with Chen Mo!"

Qingwan, Miaoling, ye Yao and other southern friars also rushed to the round hill. Hearing that the Tang emperor was going to cut Chang'an mansion at the ceremony, Miaoling insisted on leaving Southern Xinjiang to come. Finally, Chen Mo heard that Qingwan's words were transmitted by Qingwan with the sound transmission Gu of Ye Yao.

Seeing that the southern Xinjiang star would be here, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was immediately unable to fall to the ground.

Seeing that everything is finally over, Chen Mo also has no strength. His star power and soul power are all overdrawn. He hasn't consumed so much in his life. Finally, he can't support it, and his eyes are black.

"Brother."

"Husband."

The two women screamed and hurried to help.

my husband?

Hearing that there was snow in Beiming, Chen Luan's Apricot eyes stared. This woman was really too brazen. Stretch out her hand. Where did you expect that there was snow in Beiming to stretch out her hand at the same time? The two women were tit for tat, each using their own means. Instead, the fallen Chen Mo was shocked to the other side.

"Ah."

The two women shouted.

Chen Mo just fell into Xie diaobing's arms. The girl's body smells like snow and her white muscles are like ice. She is simply the most beautiful gentle town in the world. Xie diaobing was not embarrassed. She deeply felt the fatigue of the man in her arms.

Chen Luan and Beiming are dumbfounded by Xue.

"It was my sister who wanted to compete with me and let other women pick up a bargain." Beiming Youxue said reluctantly.

"Why is my murdi your husband? When did you become brazen, Beiming fairy?" Chen Luan glanced at her crossly.

"Don't you know, sister? You Xue Shen Mo is a love token tailored by your husband for us." Beiming has snow giggling.

"... this playboy." Chen Luan was so angry.

The crowd heard that the two women were jealous, but just now they dared to fight for men and Huan Wen. This courage and affection are enough to be admired.

A monk envied Canglang of Beiming and said, "brother Canglang, I didn't expect that the fairy husband of Beiming was his highness Chen mo. it's really hard to hide it from us."

"Deep snow and deep ink, that's what it means."

"Only Tanghua in white can be worthy of Beiming fairy."

Xie diaobing stroked Chen Mo's hair and back and whispered softly, "next, please give it to diaobing."

Chen Mo hum.

So his whole world was quiet.

……

Donghua sword sect, on the Qianlong lake.

Qin Weiyu sat by the pond, and nianyou still slept in her arms. The woman touched her face with pity, as if she were looking at a rare treasure.

Suddenly, there was a noisy voice outside the door, and a group of people rushed in.

Qin Weiyu looked up, and seven flying magpie knives spread their wings again.

Rushing in were more than a dozen Modao fighters with long knives, led by a young girl.

"Are you your excellency Qin Weiyu?" Ning Xiaoyuan looked at more than ten bodies and was stunned.

"I'm sent by brother Chen Mo, who asked me to call some Modao troops to Donghua sword sect to protect you."

The watchful magpie knife slowly gathered.

Modaojun was on alert for the diving dragon pond, and when Ning Xiaoyuan saw the body floating on the pond, he was stunned.

Donghua immortal?!

The well-known Donghua sword sect leader Donghua immortal is already out of breath.

"Brother Chen Mo was right. These monks plotted against sister Wei Yu." Ning Xiaoyuan said.

"How is Chen Mo? Do you know?" Qin Weiyu asked.

"Just now, there was a good news. The Marquis ceremony family was heavy, the red star fell, and the disappearance of the Seven Star sub star fall has been spread all over the tail Mars region." Ning Xiaoyuan paused.

Qin Weiyu was expressionless and whispered to himself.

"Finally, I'm here... But is it good or bad..."

Ten months later.

Chang'an City, Chang'an mansion.

A girl with strong long hair walked along the cobblestone path of the courtyard, with lush trees and blooming flowers on both sides. The girl walks steadily and has a deep breath. Although she is graceful, she has an unshakable composure.

Go through the heavy door to the osmanthus wing.

The courtyard of the wing room is full of Osmanthus fragrans. It is late autumn at this time. Osmanthus fragrans are clear and dust-free, thick and far-reaching, refreshing.

There is a young girl dancing with a sword in the yard.

Her white silk coat is lined with a black skirt. Her body is as delicate as a butterfly passing through flowers. A sword in her hand can be called the best of beauty. The black and white of the sword are mixed together, as if the fragrant ink is thick in the ice and snow. The sword light moves, sometimes as if the ice and snow are in full bloom, sometimes as if the thick ink is rendered.

The sword is as beautiful as a painting.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, the black and white sword light immediately attacked.

The strong woman bent her fingers and snapped the sword Qi. Then she turned, and two fingers like white jade clamped the blade.

"Sister, it's impolite to have snow." The girl who danced the sword was no other than the daughter of Beiming sword sect. There was snow in Beiming. At this moment, there was no trace of coldness and beauty in the three high and cold Beiming fairies of the heavy King Dynasty. Spring was surging in her eyebrows.

Chen Luan flicked away her faint snow and deep ink.

Beiming Youxue said admiringly, "my sister is so powerful that she can catch it with her fingers."

Chen Luan's Xuanwu Qi is also half refined. It's not difficult to catch the magic weapon, but she doesn't want to talk about it. He looked at a wing with a closed door.

"Brother Mo, it's almost time to go out."

"Yes, it's been ten months." Beiming Youxue nods.

"You don't have to wait here every day. There are a thousand Modao troops in Chang'an mansion, and four Beifu soldiers given by Princess Chang are helping Chen Mo protect the Dharma in the house. Even if the star is coming, don't be afraid." Chen Luan said.

"It's my duty to protect my husband." Beiming Youxue said with a smile.

"Hum, modi didn't mention you to me. If it weren't for your help in dealing with Huanwen, I wouldn't let you live in Chang'an mansion." Chen Luan snorted.

"This is also the duty of a concubine." It is natural that there is snow in Beiming.

"And you are the famous Beiming fairy in the Jianghu and the dream of countless kings and grandchildren. If they know that you are so crazy about my brother, they are not afraid of what they think." Chen Luan has known the process of Chen Mo helping Beiming Youxue forge "deep snow and ink", and learned the plot.

The fact that his brother was still the helmsman of the North Branch of the casting sword villa was enough to cause waves in the Jianghu, but compared with his killing Huan Wen, it was nothing to mention.

Beiming Youxue didn't care: "sister, my husband is indomitable. How can those men in the Jianghu compare with my husband? If there is snow, it doesn't matter what they think. In the world, only Chen Mo can bear my husband with snow." After a pause, the girl looked at Chen Luan strangely: "sister Luan is Chen Mo's sister, shouldn't she be happy?"

Beiming Youxue felt puzzled. Throughout the heavy King Dynasty, her Beiming Youxue was among the best in beauty, cultivation, or reputation, but slightly inferior to 'feiluan Princess' Chen Luan and' Yanyu Princess' Jiang Yanyu. However, the former was Chen Mo's biological sister, and the relationship between the two sisters and brothers could not violate the ethical guidelines and have transgressions. The latter, Jiang Yanyu, is indeed the biggest trouble, but she doesn't dare to fight against Huan Wen for Chen mo.

She and Chen Mo have experienced several lives and deaths, as witnessed by the sword of 'deep snow and deep ink'.

There is no more romantic love in the world.

"...." Chen Luan rubbed his temples, and some facts were difficult to open his mouth. "In a word, don't embarrass your brother. Mo Di has his own choice."

"Then snow will definitely let your husband choose others." Beiming Youxue said confidently.

Chen Luan was speechless. How could the legendary Beiming fairy be so bold? There was some envy in her heart.

"How is your Xingli cultivation?" Chen Luan changed the topic.

Speaking of this, Beiming Youxue also looks distressed.

That time, killing Huan Wen and both of them got the star power of seven stars. Beiming Youxue has long heard of the star power in the legend. It is said that the star power is based on the power contained in the stars in the star world, which is much stronger than the magic power. Therefore, the star will be able to be supreme in the monk, and one move can embarrass the monk.

Beiming Youxue can feel the power of stars flowing in his body, but he can't refine the power of stars with all kinds of cultivation methods.

"Do you really want to practice the skill of star power? I've only heard of Ganshi star Sutra, and I haven't heard of anything like it in the alien realm." Beiming has snow troubles.

Chen Luan's contract with Gu Wuyi has the ability to cultivate star power, but she also has no skill, and the cultivation is relatively slow.

"Since Chen Mo has practiced Xingli, he doesn't know what skill he has." There is snow in Beiming.

"Do you recognize murdi husband for this reason?"

"Sister misunderstood, there is snow to talk about."

"Forget it, let me practice for a while." Chen Luan said.

"OK."

Having seen the earth shattering fight between Chen Mo and Huan Wen, both women yearn for the martial arts of Xingjiang.

The two women fought for a hundred rounds in Gui Garden. Suddenly, Chen Luan and Beiming Youxue both stopped their actions, and they looked at the wing room in surprise.

The closed door slowly opens, and the familiar breath flows out of the door.

Chen Mo finally got out of the customs.