Chapter 138 has a deep meaning

Mr. Mingyue sacrificed the sword, and the long sword soared to the sky, with five colors of light through the Taiyin cloud and stabbed Situ without injury.

Tianjue saw that the ice thunder from his move was about to be successful. He tore the dark clouds like a split silk, and the clouds suddenly subsided. At this moment, Mr. Mingyue and Sikong pushed away a few feet away together to avoid the fatal blow of Tianjue's move.

Situ Wushu was secretly proud and chasing the wind. He was about to release ice crystals like shadows and dance. Suddenly, he saw a long sword flying out of the dissipated Taiyin cloud. The sword light flashed colorfully, and the sword was forceful.

Situ's unharmed pursuit of the wind was never waiting to be twisted, and the ice crystal dance naturally had no time to send out. His palms tried to shake the flying sword with a fierce palm wind, but obviously underestimated the power and speed of the flying sword. Intentionally, the long sword flew over the top of Situ's unharmed head and cut off his crown.

Situ's unharmed hair was scattered, and a wisp of green silk also fell. He was very shocked. He thought it was a mysterious swordsman who came and looked around in a hurry, but where could there be a mysterious swordsman? Seeing that the sword fell back into the hands of Mr. Mingyue, Situ was even more surprised. As soon as he touched his hair, he secretly said that it was dangerous and was still arrogant. He said coldly, "Is it your flying sword?"

Mr. Mingyue nodded, and was also surprised by the blow, but it was not revealed at all. This also seemed to be the first successful action since he came to the three thousand worlds. Although the other party did not expect it and did not pay any precautions, after all, it almost killed Situ's unharmed.

Mr. Mingyue seemed to have returned to the past. He drew his sword and looked around Xiao Ran. He would like someone to hold a three-foot sword and give me a defeat. Now he holds the sword in his hand, looking lonely and bleak.

Sikong Wuming saw that Mr. Mingyue cut off Situ's unharmed hair bun with his sword, clapped his hands and smiled, "God! Isn't it too careless? If you don't accept it, compare it again. Is it you or the two of us?

Situ said coldly, "Didn't you say that you suffered an internal injury? Why do you still have a cloud?"

Sikong smiled and said, "After so many days of practice, most of it has been restored, and my original internal strength has been passed on to Mingyue. Although I can't beat you now, if our husband and wife work together, I'm afraid you won't get a little benefit, hehe."

Situ Wu was hurt, angry and funny. When he was angry, he was so angry that he passed all his internal strength to this stinky boy. No wonder the sword spirit was so strong. When he laughed, he laughed that he almost died, and Si Kong Wuming seemed to be very happy. He couldn't help saying angrily, "You and I are the same nameless. What are you thinking? Maintain this boy?"

Sikong smiled lifelessly: "No, why? It's just because I like him. What did you say?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Situ, Princess Sikong is just deliberately angry with you. How much you have offended her. If it hadn't been for your full blow, Xiao Ke would not have taken off the sword."

Sikong smiled and said, "It's a pity that I didn't pissed him off. It's not fun. Let's go!" Situ was unharmed. Go back and tell the brothers and sisters in Zhuangli that when my internal strength has fully recovered, he will return to Jinghu Unknown Zhuang. If you come to Hangzhou to find me, you will not be so polite.

Situ was stunned and snorted coldly: "Are you telling true or false?"

Sikong giggled and said, "Of course it's true. I'm going to stay in the West Lake and Mingyue for a few days before I come back, hum."

After saying that, Sikong Wuming took Mr. Mingyue's arm and leaned on him exaggeratedly. The straight Situ Wu was shaking all over, while Sikong Wuming couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Brother Situ, have you seen it? My master loves to make you angry, and you are also really, small belly chicken intestines, hey hey, good bye! Situ."

Sikong was proud for a moment. He turned around and glanced at Situ Wu's injury and said lazily, "goodbye, goodbye!" Remember what I said.

After saying that, he took the hand of Mr. Mingyue and roaned in Su Di Chunxiao and pointed to the Yanbo painting bridge.

Situ Wu was stunned for a long time. It seemed that it was not as serious as Sikong Wuming said. When it came to the point of talking about marriage, he was indeed helpless about the two of them. Only by swearing that he would not kill the bright moon one day could he get out of the depressed breath in his chest, gritted his teeth and turned around and fly away.

Although Sikong Wuming and Mr. Mingyue seemed to be enjoying the ha ha together, in fact, they had been guard against the sudden attack of Situ's injury. Sikong Wuming quietly reviewed it, but saw that Situ Wuming had already rushed away. Yanran smiled and said, "Ha ha, he was boring and finally left."

Mr. Mingyue nodded and said with a wry smile, "You are so angry that he is too miserable that he hates me to the bone marrow. I have to beware of him coming back all the time."

Sikong said: "It's better to be angry with him. If we kill him today, we can't tell the landlord. It's good to hit his arrogant arrogance with such a small punishment. As for him, he hates you. He hates you in the first place. As long as anyone is with me, he will hate who he hates, he."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "Your girl's thoughts are really difficult to understand."

Sikong looked forward to it and said thoughtfully, "What's the matter? Situ Wu hates the difficulty of sleeping and eating, and will chase you desperately. In that case, I can stay with you all the time."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said with a bitter face, "So, cough, that's it."

Sikong's eyes were as clear as spring water. His big watery eyes stared at Mr. Mingyue and smiled, "What's the matter? Don't you want to be with me?"

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Yes! I can't wait to be with you every day. Ha ha, even if I don't want to do it now, I'm afraid I can't.

Sikong covered his mouth and smiled: "It seems that my method of knocking and sideways is very useful. In the future, you have to accompany me to practice hard. Don't be lazy. Situ Wu is not willing to give up. If you don't work hard, you can't live without me in your life, hehe."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "The most poisonous woman's heart, I can be regarded as a teacher today. The more beautiful a woman is, the colder she is, the more vicious her heart will be. Hey, I was unconsciously invited by you to the urn."

Sikong's desperate smile trembled and said easily, "You were willing to be poisoned by me. It seems that you are very touched. Has Xiangmei also bullied you?"

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "It's more than bullying. It's simply bullying. Hey, now that I think of it, a dusty woman like Hongxiu is the best for me. She must have no intention of framing me."

Sikong smiled and said, "Oh? Who is Hongxiu?