Ye Ruoyi walked leisurely, seemingly not afraid of the gushing sword energy. She pointed her swords together, performed the sword technique, and appeared in front of Lei Wujie, and then pierced the Tingyu Sword with her sword fingers.

When Lei Wujie saw the appearance of his beloved, he couldn't help but froze, not knowing what to say or what to do.

Then he saw Ye Ruoyi suddenly take a step forward, and the sword finger lightly crossed the body of Tingyu's sword. The gushing sword energy seemed to calm down for a moment.

Ye Ruoyi turned around, stood beside Lei Wujie, and said softly: "You have a good sword. Come with me."

Her voice was gentle and pleasant, but it had a magical power that was almost like a command. Lei Wujie just murmured and nodded in response: "Yes."

Ye Ruoyi smiled, put her sword finger gently on Lei Wujie's wrist holding the sword, and then gently waved his hand up, slightly lifting the sea of ​​flowers.

As the two danced Tingyu Sword together, in just a moment, the sword energy that was threatening to kill suddenly became warm and gentle. Although the sword energy was still like a tide, there was no trace of murderous intention.

At this time, Ye Ruoyi took a step back, flicked her sleeves, rolled her long sleeves, and danced on the spot.

Lei Wujie almost didn't hesitate, and followed Ye Ruoyi's movements with his sword in hand.

Flowers were flying, Lei Wujie's red clothes were billowing, and he was dancing lightly with a beautiful sword, while beside him was the stunningly beautiful woman with flying sleeves and graceful steps.

There are only four words in everyone's mind at this moment: Unparalleled magnificence.

Fang Muye smiled and said: "This sword dance is as elegant as flowing clouds and flowing water. This boy and girl are a perfect match made in heaven. Brother Changfeng, what do you think?"

Sikong Changfeng was thoughtful, then nodded: "I think what Brother Fang said is true."

Fang Muye laughed: "How can such a peerless sword dance be without joy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a piano.

The two of them followed the sound and saw Xiao Se, dressed in a green shirt, sitting in front of the desk and stroking the strings of the piano.

His face was like water, with unclear waves, but the sound of the piano contained rich emotions, and was perfectly combined with the sword dance of the two people in the court. It seemed that this piece of music was composed for this sword dance.

Playing the piano in the solitude, Ye Ruoyi danced with her long sleeves, and Lei Wujie danced with his sword to help out. Tang Lian, who was standing aside, suddenly felt a little annoyed, as if she felt like she was being pulled away, but the excitement in her heart had already been aroused.

rise.

He jumped onto the flower stand, dressed in black clothes flying in the wind, and sang loudly.

"I want to ride the wind to the north, and the snow falls on the Xuanyuan as big as a mat.

I want to borrow a boat to travel eastward, and the fairy Chuo Yue stands in the wind.

I want to step on the clouds for thousands of miles, but what can the dragons in the temple do to me?

The top of Kunlun is bathed in sunshine, and the green mountains can be seen in the desperate situation of the vast sea.

The swallow that flies thousands of miles away will not come back without seeing anyone from the end of the world!"

Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Tang Lian has always been known for being calm and cautious in the sect. It is rare for him to be so arrogant. But at this time, Tang Lian makes people feel more like a disciple of my senior brother.

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Baili Dongjun, the wine master, was famous for his arrogance and unrestrainedness when he was young.

Fang Muye stood up, leaned on the railing, and looked downstairs with interest: "Brother Changfeng, I'm afraid the Baihua Club will never be so elegant again."

After a while, the song ended and the sword dance ended.

Xiao Se left the strings with his hands, Ye Ruoyi put away her long sleeves, and Lei Wujie also swung his long sword heavily. All the petals rose up to the sky, pouring down like a goddess scattering flowers, and there was a rain of colorful flowers.

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When the flowers fell to the ground, Lei Wujie raised his head, with a bit of shyness on his brows. He looked at Ye Ruoyi, hesitated for a while and said softly: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Sikong Changfeng chuckled and said: "Wujie Sword Immortal's sword was in vain. It was so beautiful and moving that it made a very impressive opening. But this opening speech was a waste of such a good sword dance."

Fang Muye's face was filled with a happy smile: "Although he is a little rotten, he is still sincere. This is what makes him Lei Wujie, and this is why I accepted him as my disciple."

Ye Ruoyi smiled slightly and rolled her hair: "Yes, we meet again."

The atmosphere at this time was a bit awkward, but what Lei Wujie said next made the situation extremely awkward. As if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly asked: "By the way, Miss Ruoyi, do you have anything?"

sick?"

Sikong Changfeng suddenly laughed: "It is indeed sincere."

Fang Muye's smile froze on his face, and he could only helplessly shake his head and sigh.

Xiao Se was so angry that he couldn't bear to look directly, and cursed in a low voice: "It's really hard work to the extreme."

Tang Lian also sighed quietly: "Although I don't understand much about this, I also know that Wu Jie is really hopeless."

Even Ye Ruoyi didn't know how to respond.

Lei Wujie suddenly didn't realize it and continued: "I heard from senior brother that Miss Ruoyi came to Xueyue City to recuperate, but after recuperating for many years, your health has not improved. But you don't have to worry, my master is very skilled in medicine.

It will definitely cure your illness."

He looked up at the Accord, his smile full of vigor, and shouted loudly: "Master."

Fang Muye smiled and fell down from the pavilion. Sikong Changfeng followed him down, and Tang Lian and other young people immediately greeted him with greetings.

Lei Wujie said with a smile: "Master, this is Miss Ye Ruoyi. She is seriously ill and has not been cured for many years. I would like to ask Master to diagnose and treat her."

Fang Muye nodded: "Okay."

Sikong Changfeng laughed loudly and said: "Brother Fang is willing to take action. If Miss Ye's health improves, there will be hope."

Ye Ruoyi knew very well about the symptoms of her body that she was born with defects that could not be cured by humans. However, after hearing Sikong Changfeng's words of praise for Fang Muye, she couldn't help but become curious, and she applied Yingying to Fang Muye.

He bowed and said warmly: "Senior Laofang is here."

Since Baihua Meeting was crowded with people, everyone moved to Sikong Changfeng's Changfeng Hall.

Fang Muye withdrew his fingers from Ye Ruoyi's wrist and frowned slightly.

If something is damaged, you can find a way to fix it, but if it doesn't exist in the first place, how can you create it out of thin air?

This is an outrageous move.

Although Fang Muye's practice is to do things that go against heaven, at his current state, he is not yet able to create something out of nothing and create something for use. This is probably only possible at the level of an immortal.

Everyone noticed Fang Muye's expression and naturally understood its meaning.

Lei Wujie asked anxiously: "Master, can Miss Ruoyi's illness be cured?"

Fang Muye said slowly: "If it is just an illness, I can certainly cure it as a teacher. However, Miss Ye is born with incomplete heart pulse. Even if I am a master, I cannot recreate her heart pulse. However, I can give Miss Ye a ray of true heart."

Qi, this ray of true Qi will protect her heart, and as long as she does not suffer extremely serious internal injuries, she will be no different from ordinary people in the future."
Chapter completed!