"Crunch - crunch -"

Shen Jiao walked down the wooden ladder and when he reached the corner, he suddenly stopped.

Ahead, a figure blocked the way.

Su Bailang raised his head, smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Shen, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Shen Jiao said calmly: "Master Su, you haven't slept either."

Su Bailang stopped smiling and said coldly: "Why are you going to my sister's room in the middle of the night?!"

Shen Jiao said nothing.

There was a sound of footsteps behind me.

Su Qingxiao came slowly with a malicious smile on his face: "Mr. Shen, if you want anything, you can just say it directly. Why do you always keep it so mysterious?"

Shen Jiao saluted and said, "I have met Mr. Su."

The Su family's father and son sandwiched Shen Jiao in the middle, making it impossible for him to move forward or retreat.

Su Qingxiao joked: "I can see that you had some thoughts about Li Wuxin before, but soon your thoughts turned to Red Fish. You can't tell that Mr. Shen turns out to be a passionate person."

Su Bailang chuckled at the side: "What does it matter? Mr. Shen, we are all men, I understand you."

Shen Jiao said: "I'm afraid you two have misunderstood..."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or the truth." Su Qingxiao interrupted him, "I just ask you, if I betroth the red fish to you, would you be willing?"

Shen Jiao was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"That's right, everyone can be happy." Su Qingxiao raised the corner of his mouth, "Kill Li Wuqi for me, and you will be my Su family's son-in-law!"

"And Li Wuxin!" Su Bailang added at the side, "Li Wuxin is going to live!"

Shen Jiao shook his head: "I can't kill him."

Su Qingxiao said: "Don't worry, there will be someone who can kill him. As long as you obey, that's enough."

Shen Jiao nodded.

…………

The others have already gone to sleep.

Under the moonlight, in the courtyard by the pool, Li Wuqi pushed Li Wuxin slowly along the stone road, and the black and white demons curled up and slept peacefully in Wuxin's arms.

"Brother." Li Wuxin's voice was as cold as the moonlight in the sky.

"Yeah." Li Wuqi, who looked up at the moon, responded lightly, "What's wrong?"

"what's on your mind?"

"I was wondering if there would be Chang'e on the moon in this world."

"Brother." Li Wuxin said again, "Actually, I don't want to go to this poetry meeting. I want to go home, play with the old Black Mountain demon and the white ghost, and also want to eat the food you cooked..."

Li Wuqi's answer was extremely firm: "We are going! Then we will go home."

"Oh." Li Wuxin lowered his head slightly, looking a little unhappy.

"Fool." Li Wuqi pinched her face, then raised his head and looked at the cold moon in the night sky.

You can stand up when you get home, my sister.

…………

Chang'an Road.

A carriage swayed on the road, Shen Chu drove it, and the carriage carried two girls, Li Wuxin and Mudan.

Shopkeeper Qian and Boss Niu are riding their horses and enjoying themselves.

"Wu Xin." The shopkeeper Qian on horseback swayed with the bumps.

"Huh?" Li Wuxin lifted the curtain.

"It has always been frozen on the mountain road, and no one could read the book the day before yesterday. What do you think of this poem?"

Li Wuxin recited it softly, and then said: "The cold weather blocks the letter, and the frostbitten hope returns home. Shopkeeper Qian, this is a good poem, but it's only July."

Shopkeeper Qian stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Haha! How wonderful! How wonderful! In the seventh month, I write a poem for the twelfth lunar month! In a humble position, never forget the aspirations of your family and country!"

When the two of them were reciting poems, there was a hazy talent lingering around them, as if there was a faint halo...

Li Wuqi and He Chuan kept pace with each other, leading the way.

He Chuan suddenly said: "Your sword is very strong."

Li Wuqi said: "Your Yaoji is not bad either."

He Chuan raised his straight sword to his chest and said, "It calls and points to the sword."

"A knife, but its name is sword?"

He Chuan pulled out half of the sword, which was straight as a sword, two fingers wide, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"What's the name of your knife?"

Putting the knife into its sheath, He Chuan looked behind Li Wuqi.

Li Wuqi patted the kitchen knife on his waist and replied: "Immortal knife."

"Immortal sword?" He Chuan frowned slightly, "It's... very powerful."

"Okay."

"What was the name of the knife you used to slash the demon hunter from Underworld?"

"That move?" Li Wuqi thought for a moment, "It's called... a serious strike."

"Seriously?" He Chuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Your ability to name names is really..."

"It's not bad." Li Wuqi said with a hearty smile, "The name is not important. If you kill someone with a serious blow instead of a perfunctory one, you will still kill someone."

"That knife of yours is not bad." He Chuan said quietly.

"Is it not bad?" Li Wuqi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Your Yaoji is not bad." Li Wuqi's voice gradually lowered, and at the same time he reached for the knife behind him.

"Not bad?"

"Um."

Without any warning, the two sword lights suddenly shot up at the same time, blended in the air, exploded, and turned into a sharp sword energy sweeping in all directions.

The strong wind stirred up the sand.

The horse beneath them neighed, and the two of them stepped on the horse's back at the same time and jumped up.

The two figures fought for a while and then separated, each falling to the ground.

"Hey!" Shopkeeper Qian reined in the horse's head, looked at the two people in front of him, and asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly move your hands?"

Boss Niu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Young people are full of energy and want to learn from each other when they meet their opponents. This is a good thing."

He Chuan slowly grasped the handle of the knife and pressed down at the same time.

Li Wuqi held a knife to kill, jumped up high, and launched the "Serious Knife" in the air!

He Chuan moved!

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, carrying a sharp sword to meet Li Wuqi who descended from the sky!

The sword in Li Wuqi's hand released terrifying pressure, like a violent giant beast.

He Chuan's face suddenly changed!

The sword pointed in his hand suddenly contained all the aura in it, like a piece of scrap metal without any so-called spiritual energy!

In such a state, if Li Wuqi's sword was taken forcefully, the sword would be destroyed directly!

So he suddenly sheathed his sword, gathered all his soul energy, and blasted away at Li Wuqi!

The sword light roars in!

Split all obstacles along the way into two.

But it suddenly disappeared when approaching Hechuan.

The two landed steadily.

Recalling the scene just now, He Chuan was filled with lingering fear. If Li Wuqi hadn't stopped his hand in time and the sword light fell on him, he would have been injured anyway.

He looked doubtfully at the sword in his hand, and everything was as usual again: "Something strange..."

It seemed that Bing Zhijian knew how powerful Li Wuqi's sword was, so he chose to avoid the edge temporarily.

Li Wuqi immediately put the knife back behind him, otherwise if there was a knife in his hand, the system prompts would appear endlessly.

He Chuan sheathed his sword and saluted, "Thank you Mr. Li for your mercy."
To be continued...