Vol 3 Chapter 1856: Searching for the moon

"Cut the knife?"
Geng Jiao was shocked, some accidents, but it was also reasonable. .
There was not much loss in my heart, and I was able to accompany Xiao Chen through the sky. After finishing Kunlun, her mission was completed very early.
When I came to this big world, many things were strange and I felt that they were out of place.
Moon Shadow Knife, in fact, has long been not suitable for Xiao Chen, just because of a feeling, a sad, Xiao Chen used it now.
As a spirit, she can have a master like Mulberry in her previous life, and she can have a master like Xiao Chen in this life.
In the eyes of Jiao Jiao, this is already the greatest fortune. In life, what is not satisfied.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and his right hand was above the blade, gently.
The blade fluttered, and there was a humming sound in the air. The face was white and backed up two steps.
Xiao Chen just for a moment, will be Jiaojiao and the moonshadow knife, the last trace of the tie, to completely cut off.
"the host……"
Inexplicably felt a pain in my heart, squinting at my heart and taking a few steps back.
Xiao Chen turned and placed the charm in his left arm, and the moon shadow knife was inserted on the ground.
The body is a little weak, but the white face reveals a faint blush. He smiles: "I won’t call it later, I’m afraid I have no chance, and I will call you the master again."
Xiao Chen sat down on the spot and held her in her arms. Her face showed a gentle smile and her eyes looked forward.
"You know, I have never treated you as a spirit. This road is coming, hey, how much wind and rain has passed. If you are not with you, I can live to this day..."
The right hand of the knife fell, and Xiao Chen grabbed the delicate left hand of Jiao Jiao and held it tightly.
Yan Jiao felt a gentle warmth, coming from Xiao Chen’s palm, looking at Xiao Chen’s face, just as Xiao Chen’s eyes fell at this time.
Four eyes are opposite, many words, needless to say.
The gentle breeze blew slowly, and Xiao Chen’s thoughts fluttered. Can not help but think of, Mohe City moon shadow recast, 熬 环 around him to make it successfully pull the bellows scene.
That day, the spring breeze spurred the young heart, and the seeds of the dragonfly had already been planted.
On that day, Xiao Chen became the master of the moon shadow, and in front of Lei Di Sangmu, promised not to let the tears of tears.
But fortunately, Xiao Chen remembers that it was to save the devil. When he was imprisoned and faced the enemy alone, he was crying because of his heartache.
If he comes back, Xiao Chen will still choose to ban the shackles and put her in danger.
I still remember that Zi Lei decided to be the most dangerous seventh, and the heart was ruined. In the true and false, he was trapped by the devil.
He was born to save himself and he was alone in the last thunder.
He is sleeping alone, only wishing that dream will not wake up, not blinding for thousands of years!
Between the two, it is no longer a simple relationship between the master and the instrument...
Hey, hey!
At this time, a few strange screams came from the garden, and Xiao Huangmao stood in the courtyard branches, facing away from the two.
Looking up at the sky, I don’t know anything, I can’t see anything.
He smiled, but he didn't want to get up: "It feels so good to lie in your arms. You know, I just thought a lot. I want to live in my past and present, I want to fight for you. If there is After the birth, I really want to, and then do the blade in your hands."
Xiao Chen is silent, no interface, if there is an afterlife, he will definitely choose another option.
He said softly, Xiao Chen listened quietly. Many times, Xiao Chen talked and listened.
Today is changed, because Xiao Chen knows that parting may be coming.
If you don't listen, there is no chance.
With the small yellow hair from time to time, Xiao Chen listened so quietly. The night fell quietly, the moon was hanging high, and the cold moonlight filled the courtyard.
It can fall on two people, but it does not make people feel that there is any cold meaning, but it is more tight.
I don't know when, Jiao Jiao stopped talking, and Xiao Chen looked at it.
I saw the cold moonlight, the delicate face, extraordinarily gentle, red lips and charming, mouth and smile, eyes with a touch of affection.
In the affection, there is still a look forward to...
Xiao Chen bowed his head and paused for a moment, not hesitating, kissing on the delicate red lips.
The blazing flame is at this moment, with this kiss, completely ignited.
The little yellow hair on the branch turned around and thought thoughtfully, and the wings were fierce. A flame swept away, and the flame passed by the wind, burning the clothes on both of them.
Under the deliberate control of the little yellow hair, the flame did not hurt the two.
Just let this fire, then more fierce, Xiao Huang Mao nodded with satisfaction. The wings are on display, volleying away, not staying.
After a while, the courtyard was stunned in spring, and the two vented their feelings in their hearts.
On the early morning of the next day, the first sun shone, and Xiao Chen opened his eyes with some difficulty. It’s nowhere to be around, it’s gone, and the whole courtyard is empty.
Only one handle, the blade of the cold light, inserted on the ground.
Xiao Chen put on his clothes and slowly walked over. He pulled the knife out of the ground and looked at the luster of the blade, and he had no words for a long time.
"Uncle Shi, how many women are in your yard, and a yellow-haired monster with bad temper."
I don't know when Ling Yu came in and asked with a strange face and a puzzled face.
Xiao Chen’s face was slightly lost, whispered:
And then?

"The teacher asked me to send them away. When I left Tiandang Mountain, the girl told me to tell the teacher a word."
"What?"
"She said that she should not worry about her, she will go to help Xiao Huang Mao to find its people and untie some of its last memories. And..."
Unexpectedly, there is a small yellow hair care, Xiao Chen is not worried about the future of Jiao Jiao, continue to say: "What else."

She said that if the uncle finds another knife, he will not forget his original heart and rename it to find the moon.

Xiao Chen heard a word, his face was a bit stiff and ugly.
I don’t forget my heart... I’m looking for the moon, I’m looking for a round of moons, and I know that he knows.
"Where is she now, how long have she been..."
After half a ring, the calmness of Xiao Chen’s face disappeared completely and he was anxious to ask.
"It’s been a long time since I’ve been there. It’s almost two hours. I’ve been on the cross-border transmission array. I don’t know where to go.

For a time, Xiao Chen was lost, and he did not say a word for a long time.
"Uncle Shi, nothing..." Ling Yu asked with some worries. Later, Shi Shu may have to go to Shenquemen Yu Leifeng. I don't know how the Shangguan Lei will be difficult.
In the current state of the uncle, the situation is not good.
Xiao Chen barely smiled: "Nothing, let me calm down."
Ling Yu reluctantly retired. Before leaving, he shook his head slightly and did not know what Shi Shu had experienced last night.
On the stone table, Xiao Chen took out a glass of wine and a person drank in silence.
After this war, the Moon Shadow Knife will be sealed, and the past honors will be sealed. Many memories can be left in my heart, but they will never be forgotten.
"Grace you a cup..."
Xiao Chen took out the wine and raised the glass at the moonshadow knife inserted in the ground.
The blade fluttered and seemed to respond to Xiao Chen, and I also respected you.
One person and one knife, so I drank it, people were drunk, and the knife was drunk.
In the courtyard, the moonshadow knife trembled, moving from the air, waving with the air. A picture of the past, appeared in the Quartet, that is the past Xiao Chen, is dancing with a knife.
From the Cangjie to the Kunlun, and finally to the end, fight with the Chu Dynasty.
By the end of the picture, Xiao Chen put down the glass and got up, and reached out and held the moonshadow knife in his hand.
The blade is like an arm, the blood is connected, and the mind is connected.
Looking at the clear water-like blade, Xiao Chen was satisfied with a smile, took the knife back to the sheath, and walked out of the courtyard.
Hua Yunfeng, with the five true disciples of Zi Yanzong, has been waiting for a long time.
"Let you wait for a long time." Xiao Chen arched.
Hua Yunfeng and other true disciples know that Xiao Chen will soon face the martyrdom of Shangguan Lei. For his experience, I feel a little sympathy, not the slightest uneasiness.
In the cosmic sky, Jiaojiao sits on the little yellow hair and flies toward the big world where the Jinwu people live.
Above the pretty face, there is still the color of happiness last night, and the knife is clear, it is the new life of Xiao Chen, and it is not a new life.